After Chadwick heard Jiang Lin's answer, he was silent for a moment before speaking again, "Please come closer, Mr. Jiang Lin..."
Jiang Lin hesitated for a moment and did not approach directly. Instead, he took out the Myriad Souls Banner.
"You can talk to my Myriad Souls Banner, Doctor."
Chadwick: ???
Ruan Mei: ??
Screwllum: ..."What in the world are you doing?"
Herta looked utterly confused. This thing didn't look like anything good.
Jiang Lin didn't explain much. He didn't have a habit of opening his mind to others.
Even if the person opposite him was an old man on the verge of death.
Although Chadwick was a bit bewildered, he still tried to treat the dark flag as a normal person,
and then transmitted his knowledge into the Myriad Souls Banner.
Everyone present watched intently, even March 7th, who had been crying pitifully, stopped her fuss.
A moment later, everything was over. Seeing that the time was right, Jiang Lin personally shut down the temporary life support device.
At this moment, a genius silently met his end on the Astral Express.
No one spoke first, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent for a while.
Just as March 7th was about to try to liven up the atmosphere like she usually did, Herta spoke with a sigh,
"Seeing off a colleague, hmm... it feels quite special."
"So, if I see you off in the future, will you give me what's in your head?"
Jiang Lin looked at the emotional Herta and made a joke to lighten the mood.
"Heh heh, don't even think about it."
As expected, Herta refused. She wasn't like Ruan Mei and Screwllum, who had no sense of shame.
"This matter has come to a perfect conclusion. Please allow me to abruptly take my leave and depart first."
Screwllum suddenly spoke at this moment, his tone gentle.
Jiang Lin nodded and did not try to keep him.
"Alright, we're good for now. Remember to call us when you're going to Omphalos."
Herta also planned to pull Ruan Mei away with her, but then she seemed to remember something and looked at March 7th, reminding her,
"The Simulated Universe is getting an update soon. Remember to come and test it."
With that, she pulled Ruan Mei away without hesitation.
March 7th's eyes widened as she watched Herta leave without hesitation. She then touched the tape on her mouth that she couldn't tear off... "Mmm mmm mmm... (No! Tear this thing off before you go!)"
Jiang Lin looked at March 7th, who was still making muffled sounds, and silently sat on the sofa, beginning to study the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand.
(When no one's around, calling it the Myriad Souls Banner should be fine, right?)
And just then, a beautiful piece of music drifted into the observation car.
"Is that... Sunday playing the piano?"
Jiang Lin quickly determined whose work it was.
After all, the only person on the Astral Express with that kind of skill was Sunday, who came from a noble family.
"Mmm mmm... mmm?"
Looking at March 7th, who was still making muffled sounds, Jiang Lin helplessly went to her side and, under Sunday's gaze, casually tore off the tape from her mouth.
"Mmm mmm mmm... uh... no, is Sunday playing? It sounds quite nice."
"Don't always call people 'Sunday'. Be careful, you might crash one day too."
Jiang Lin reminded her, a bit helpless.
"How is that possible? With Sunday and you, we are invincible!"
March 7th looked confident, as if she saw a bright future.
"Heh heh, as long as you're happy, but..."
After agreeing twice, Jiang Lin suddenly thought of something. He observed his surroundings and then asked, somewhat puzzled,
"Have you seen Optimus Prime?"
March 7th was stunned, then shook her head... In space near the Astral Express's docking point,
Optimus Prime looked at Welt, who was inside his body, laughing like an idiot, and fell into contemplation.