Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 348 Another March 7

Xing was speechless when she heard Vilit's wild and unrealistic dreams.

"Wake up."

"Hmph, I call this facing reality, embracing reality, and ultimately conquering reality," Villette scoffed.

"So when can we leave... I'm just waiting for you guys to fix this rear-end collision, heroes of the galaxy."

Xing crossed her arms and looked at Vilit with a helpless expression. "Looks like you're alright."

"In that case, let's get to work."

"Huh? You want me to do work? I'm injured!" Villette said immediately.

"So what happened?"

"You really won't listen to anything I say..."

Villette sighed, "Fine, I have nowhere else to go anyway, I'll just stay with you for now—"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the front of the train.

"Huh? What was that sound? Who shouted?" Villette was a little startled.

"It looks like the train conductor!"

Xing and March 7 exchanged a glance, confirming that he was indeed the train conductor.

They immediately jumped out of the spaceship and ran towards the train.

Villett, who was lagging behind, immediately became anxious, "Hey, wait for me!"

He quickly climbed out of the spaceship and ran onto the train.

Inside the carriage, Himeko asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Pam?"

“Yes, there’s a strange sound—terrible, terrifying, Pam! Can you hear it?” Pam stammered, her voice trembling.

"That strange sound...could it be the sound of the train vibrating?" Jing Yuan thought about it carefully.

Pam shook her head firmly. "With my familiarity with trains... that was absolutely, absolutely not a sound from a train!"

Himeko frowned slightly. "Could it be that the previous tremors caused some damage to the train... allowing something unexpected to slip inside?"

At this moment, March 7th and Xingchong clashed.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

“We just heard the train conductor yelling, is everything alright?” the two asked immediately.

“Pam is fine, but he heard strange noises on the train,” Himeko explained.

"Strange sound?" Both of them were puzzled.

“Train conductor, do you know where the sound is coming from?” Walter Young asked.

“It looks like a passenger car… but it also looks like the train conductor, Shipa!” Pam was a little uncertain.

“These are completely different directions! How about... we each go back to our own rooms and check?” March 7 suggested.

"Remember to check under the bed," Xing reminded him.

March 7th was speechless. "What time is it? You're still trying to play pranks on people? Pay attention to the atmosphere!"

"Isn't that the most fitting thing to say in the current atmosphere?" Xing asked rhetorically.

“Uh…” March 7th fell silent.

This isn't the kind of agreement she wants, okay?

"Oh dear, a gentleman moves his legs but not his mouth. I'll go back to my room and check first... I'll report back to everyone once I find a problem."

“The passenger in March is right, then Pam will go to the conductor’s office first!” Pam immediately rushed out of the carriage.

Just as everyone was preparing to conduct a self-examination, the remnant belonging to [reproduction] in Eve's body suddenly moved.

Eve frowned slightly, and as she opened her palm, the compound eyeball, which she had completely mastered, appeared in the center.

All the eyes on this compound eyeball turned in one direction, as if looking at something.

"Could it be another swarm of insects?"

Seeing the reaction of the compound eyeballs, Eve had already guessed what was going on.

The train has likely been invaded by a swarm of insects; the noise we just heard is proof of that.

Suddenly, screams came from March 7th's room.

...........

The room on March 7th.

After returning to his room on March 7th, he immediately looked around, not even missing the space under the bed.

Only after confirming that there was nothing there did I feel relieved.

She had just sat down on the bed when a figure suddenly flashed past in front of her.

"This is....."

March 7th rubbed his eyes, somewhat unable to believe what he was seeing.

Because she actually saw another version of herself.

"How come there's another me here! She's talking to me..."

Another March 7th said, "I know your past. What you want to see, touch, know..."

"Your hometown, family, friends, emotions, love and hate..."

March 7th was a little confused; she didn't even know her hometown or her relatives.

“I am the complete March 7th, possessing all the memories you have forgotten…” the other March 7th continued.

"So, I'm a fake?" March 7th pointed a finger at himself.

Another March 7th was left speechless.

March 7th asked in confusion, "...Why...why aren't you saying anything? It's kind of creepy..."

It was only then that she realized something was wrong.

Suddenly, Himeko's voice came through the communicator: "Little Mitsuki, Little Mitsuki—can you hear me?"

"Huh? The phone... Himeko! I saw something strange!" March Seven hurriedly picked up the phone.

“I know, Little March, you step back right now.”

March 7th hesitated, glancing at herself in front of her, "But..."

Suddenly, another March 7th smiled slightly, and the next second he pounced on her.

"what!!!!!"

A loud shout shattered the silence of the train.

Himeko's heart sank upon hearing the voice.

Oh no, something's happened!

Their already fast pace quickened even further.

When she arrived at the door of March 7th's room, the others had also arrived.

Xing opened the door first and knocked the fake March 7th away with a single blow.

The fake March 7th crashed against the wall with a "thud," then landed heavily on the ground and fell silent.

"Phew, that scared me to death." March 7th gasped, still shaken.

"Are you alright?" Himeko squatted down beside March Seven, carefully checking on him.

"fine....."

Before the date of March 7th was even finished, the fake March 7th suddenly got up in a strange posture and rushed towards the crowd.

Because it all happened so suddenly, Himeko didn't even have time to react.

Walter Young wanted to intervene, but it was too late.

Just as the fake March 7th was about to pounce, a Guan Dao (a type of halberd) suddenly appeared.

With a flash of cold light, the fake March 7th's head fell to the ground instantly, blood gushing out.

"Ah!!!" March 7th, who was already frightened, was startled again.

Jing Yuan sheathed his Guan Dao and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, things happened so suddenly, there's no better outcome now."

"It's alright, thank you, Jingyuan." Himeko breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Jingyuan acted quickly.

At this moment, when everyone looked at the fake March 7th on the ground, it had turned into a worm with its head separated from its body.

“This…it’s another ‘swarm’?” Jing Yuan’s face showed a strange expression.

Why do he always feel like these insects are haunting him? Why are they following him all the time?

"I was so scared! I thought it was my long-lost twin sister who had appeared... but it turned out to be just a bug!" March 7th was still shaken.

She was a little startled by this sudden turn of events, but also a little excited.

After all, she had hoped to learn about her past.

Yinzhi's expression turned serious. "Ugly...the discordant tone has been picked out."

“I never expected to meet you again, ‘True Stinging Insect’.” Silver Branch stood before the insect’s corpse.

March 7th looked puzzled: "Huh?"

Villette ran over at this moment, and was somewhat surprised to see the insects. She quickly explained, "Uh... when Silver Branch found me in the cave earlier, I was being chased and stung by a bunch of these insects..."

Silver Branch shook her head, somewhat regretfully: "I thought I had driven them all away... but considering the current situation, the true stinging insects seem to still be chasing us."

"Could it be... Vilit, could it be that you have been exposed to Zerg pheromones?"

Silver Branch suddenly turned her gaze to Vilit.

Vilit took two steps back in fright, saying anxiously, "...Huh? What is that, pheromones? I, I don't know anything about that..."

Walter Young paused. "I've read about 'true stinging insects' in the think tank. These insects shake off fiber fragments when they flap their wings, causing hallucinations in those who inhale them."

"The reason why Xiao Sanyue saw another version of herself in the room was probably because she inhaled some wing powder."

March 7th thought about it and even felt a little regretful: "So, it really was just an illusion... Why am I a little disappointed...?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, but hallucinations...aren't they supposed to be illogical? Then why am I seeing my own reflection?"

“What’s wrong? Did it do something strange?” Walter Young asked.

March 7th recalled for a moment, her expression serious, "It told me that it knew my past... and then it stopped."

"I'm afraid we can't draw any conclusions based on this alone," Walter Young shook his head.

"More than that, I'm worried that the train has been infiltrated by even more true stinging insects... These creatures are extremely elusive; they might hide in the shadows or roam freely. We must stop them from multiplying, otherwise..."

“Walter makes a good point,” Himeko agreed.

“We should clean the train first, otherwise Pam will be scared too.”

March 7th shook his head. "Ugh... I don't want to see a bunch of March 7ths wandering around the carriage! One of me is enough of a mess."

“Your self-awareness is commendable,” Xing said from the side.

"You, you really have gone too far!" March 7th pouted.

"Alright, let's get started!" Himeko encouraged everyone.

Jing Yuan and Walter Yang took the lead, splitting up to search both ends of the train: one the driver's cab, and the other a storage car.

"I'll help too," Yinzhi added, joining the effort.

Yinzhi also hurried towards the storage compartment.

"Should we go too?" March 7th asked, sounding a little worried.

Himeko then said, "Hoshi, you stay in the room with Mitsuki."

"The adults will figure something out about this."

"Walter should be fine, and Jingyuan and Mr. Yinzhi should be okay together too..."

“And what about me? I can be a child too,” Villette said, pointing to himself.

Himeko frowned slightly. "You'll come with me."

"Ah... okay." Villette said somewhat helplessly.

Himeko led Vilit towards the middle carriage.

Seeing that everyone had left, he immediately closed the door on March 7th.

"Huh? Why is the door closed?" Xing looked at March 7 with some confusion.

"Because I'm scared..." March 7's expression was a little unnatural.

"afraid of what?"

“Let the bugs come in again,” March 7th continued.

"What are you afraid of with me here?" Xing pulled out his big stick.

March 7th didn't answer, but walked up to Xing and began... to take off her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Xing asked, somewhat bewildered.

Why did they suddenly start taking off their clothes on March 7th?

Something's not right... Hmm, she's really white.

It's a bit small, but it's enough.

Blood began to flow from Xing's nose.

"Because Uncle Yang just said that the hallucination might be caused by insect powder, I was worried that it might have gotten on my clothes, so I decided to change my clothes."

As March 7th spoke, he had already taken off all his clothes.

"I understand that, but why did you even take off your panties?" Xing's face was a little red, but her eyes didn't move at all.

"Do you want to know?" As he spoke, March 7th, now naked, had already climbed onto Xing's body.

Her alluring body swayed, constantly tugging at Xing's nerves.

"Would you like to learn more about it?"

On March 7th, she took Xing's hand and gently placed it on her body.

Xing's heart was racing, but her body betrayed her, her hand already on March 7th's body.

"That's right, that's it, ah~"

On March 7th, he closed his eyes, his expression one of pure enjoyment.

Immediately, she grabbed Xing's collar and led her to the bed, but a strange expression flashed across her face.

"Come, let's sink into this beautiful dream together..."

On March 7th, it was time to take off the clothes of the stars.

But then, a club carrying an aura of destruction suddenly swung down.

With a "bang," "March 7th's" head exploded.

"Thank you, March Bug, thank you for your performance all this time. I hope you enjoyed these few minutes of your part. I really liked it."

"But that still can't hide the fact that you're an insect."

Xing coldly stared at the headless "March 7th" on the ground, her eyes filled with indifference.

This "March 7th" has revealed its true form, just like the previous one, it is an insect.

The real March 7th would never be like this.

"It seems the train has been completely hacked..."

Xing, carrying the stick, walked out of the room.

Insects, she's here.

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