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Completely unaware that the girl before them, with her stunning beauty, was actually someone else entirely.
"Brother, you should have known the truth about the strange dream all along, right?"
Under his sister's firm and clear gaze, Sunday's expression shifted between light and shadow, eventually turning into a long sigh.
"I... do know some of the inside information."
"Wow, it seems we've arrived just in time."
A weathered yet flippant voice came from behind, and the mature-beyond-his-years historian led the train crew over.
"Qiongzai~~"
The Star Core Spirit trailed at the back of the group, looking weak and half-dead, as if it had just been severely punished.
March 7th, now dressed in a long skirt that reached her calves, stood to the side, giving her a look that said, "Serves you right."
"Why are you all unharmed?!"
As soon as Hoshino saw Sora, she pounced on her, trying to perfectly replicate the pain she felt from being punished by Himeko with a wrench onto Sora.
Given Xing's physical condition, the feeling of that wrench was roughly equivalent to that of a feather duster in the hands of an ordinary parent.
Qiongzai can live such a peaceful life because she is the one carrying the burden!
Looking at the two gray-haired girls who had been pinched up again, Walter and Himeko shook their heads helplessly.
While the train crew played with the 'Robin' on Sunday, they completed their exchange with Gallagher.
The founder of Dream Reef, the watchmaker's assistant, and also the sender of that mysterious invitation, the 13-year-old bearded man revealed the true nature of the Star of the Grand Event to the train crew.
A stellar core catastrophe meticulously manipulated by humans!
Dreams don't come out of thin air.
If the vast realm of memories is likened to a surging sea, then establishing Pinocone, this land of dreams, is no different from reclaiming land from the sea amidst raging waves.
To achieve such a feat, unless the messenger of the [Memory] or [Mystery] destiny personally intervenes, the only remaining path is to utilize the star core.
Moreover, this is by no means something that can be achieved simply by making a wish.
The mastermind behind this must possess extremely extensive knowledge and invest a tremendous amount of time and manpower to cover everything up so flawlessly.
The existence of this star core dates back to the distant era of war.
At that time, two nameless guests unfortunately passed away, and the clockmaker was forced to go to the front line of pioneering. Someone took the opportunity to activate the star core, and the family took the opportunity to intervene and seize the fruits.
Gallagher sent out invitations under the guise of a watchmaker to lure various forces into Pinocone, hoping to force the family's traitors to reveal their true colors amidst the chaotic vortex of the inheritance dispute.
"So after all that trouble, it turns out it was the star core that was behind it all?"
After figuring out the whole story, Qiong rested her chin on her hand and complained.
"Why does this thing seem to sprout up everywhere, like roadside weeds?"
"Yes."
On March 7th, hands on hips, she nodded cutely in agreement.
"For the next expedition, no matter what happens, let's just assume it was the Star Core's doing!"
"It must have been Star Core who did it!"
Xing raised his arms and shouted loudly, then suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he nudged Qiong's side waist.
"Qiongzai, can you use that strange special ability of yours on a star core?"
"What ability?"
"It's that... ability to turn weapons into girls."
Xing gestured wildly:
“We can go find Xingnu to recognize her as a relative. You can use that ability on Xingnu to make her come into being, and then we can have another cute little sister.”
Thinking about this, Xing felt a little eager to try it out.
"I've already thought of a name for my little sister: Ying!"
"Sigh~"
Taking a slight breath, Qiong abruptly turned to look at the excited Xing. Could it be...?
Is this guy a genius?
But don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me!
That actually makes some sense!
[Uncle, can the Equipment Reorganization Card be used on Star Cores?]
Qiong asked Tongzi in her heart.
Well, in principle it's feasible.
What's the reality?
Actually, bro, you've run out of restructuring cards.
Qiong raised an eyebrow.
[Hey, listen to my advice, take a good rest these days. We don't absolutely have to work this lousy shift, so don't tire yourself out by constantly tweaking programs.]
This will cause runtime bugs to appear soon.
【…】
Tongzi fell silent.
I'm giving up! I'm quitting!
Being a system user is exhausting. What the hell are you working overtime for all year?!
"But then again..."
Qiong snapped the star core spirit out of its daydreams, "Shouldn't the younger sister be called Ling? The older sister is called Ying."
"That's right!"
Xing blinked her adorable big eyes and suddenly realized.
"Huh? Why?"
Not understanding the underlying principles, March 7th asked a question out of curiosity.
Don't follow their line of thinking!
Himeko almost couldn't maintain her elegant smile, inwardly sighing.
Little March wasn't particularly bright to begin with, and if she continues down this abstract path with these two rascals, she'll only become even dumber!
"So, where is that star's core now?"
Himeko steered the conversation back on track, looking at Gallagher and asking.
"So that's why I brought you here to find Winged Boy."
Gallagher shrugged.
“The Star Core has always been under the control of the family, and he is the face of the Oak family, so he must be fully aware of this.”
All eyes turned to Sunday.
Sunday, a few seconds of silence, followed by a soft sigh:
"The core of the star... is the Pinocchio Grand Theatre itself."
"And the person who used the star core to accomplish all this is probably Mr. Gopher, who is now the Dream Master."
"Oh, just as I expected."
Gallagher leaned against the railing: "Are you sure it's just the Dream Master? Pinocchio has fallen into depravity to this day, and every family line is guilty of it, it's just a matter of how much corruption and depravity they have."
Upon hearing Gallagher's accusations against the family, the robin couldn't help but speak up for his brother.
“Mr. Gallagher, please trust your brother.”
“Although the Dream Master and the four family heads may have betrayed us, we still have our elder brother. He can become the new Dream Master and guide Pinocchio’s future, can’t he?”
"?"
Looking at the robin raising its smooth, jade-like arm, a question mark appeared above Old Yang's head.
He had a subtle sense of déjà vu, which gave him an urge to take the medicine.
"The robin..."
On Sunday, she was moved by her younger sister's words, but then, as if she had thought of something, she lowered her head. When she raised her head again, the guilt in her eyes had been hidden.
"That's it."
On Sunday, he solemnly declared, "As the head of the Oak family, I cannot ignore tomorrow's Pinocchio!"
"Robin and I will immediately head to Dreamland to find the Dream Master and confront him. If the family has truly strayed from Harmony... I will stand with you all, halt the Harmony Ceremony, and personally repay the blood debt owed by Mr. Gopher."
"it is good!"
Qiong clapped his hands: "Aqi, use the Six-Phase Ice to make the greatsword, just like the drawing I gave you before."
"what?"
Little March didn't understand, but she still obediently did as she was told, using the Six Phases of Ice to condense a longsword with the head of a demon on the hilt.
She can condense six phases of ice into lifelike Pam dolls, demonstrating exceptional skill in controlling details.
"A fine sword is given to a hero, sorrow to a filial son; brother-in-law, take your special weapon!"
Qiong learned from the robin's true form that she and her brother were orphans from a young age and were adopted and raised by a family that came to their aid. Gopher was their adoptive father.
"..."
Sunday's stern demeanor faltered; he did indeed want to take the sword and strike the gray-haired man.
Walter then offered to travel on behalf of the train crew with Sunday and the Robin.
"Ugh!"
Watching the three figures disappear into the distance, Xing sighed, "So, there was no inheritance at all? All that work for nothing?"
"No, the heritage does exist."
Qiong looked at the abnormally developed 13-year-old boy, "Right, little brother Galakh?"
The system has generated the relevant tasks. If there is no legacy, the tasks should be settled after the previous message.
"..."
Upon hearing someone call him "little brother" for the first time, Gallagher's expression became subtle, and he then looked at Qiong with an envious gaze.
"Your Excellency is indeed wise in disguise."
"The true legacy belongs only to the descendants who pioneered it."
"Come with me, now... it's time for it to see the light of day again."
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Volume 1: Chapter 617 If your husband looks like this, then he's not your husband.
Dreamland, Kroc Film Park.
No matter which corner you look up from at 12 o'clock, you can see the spectacle in the sky that looks like it has been roughly stitched together by a giant needle and thread. Through the gaps in the rough patch, you can vaguely see the crimson light particles surging like flesh and blood below.
"...I don't plan to do anything."
With one hand on his hip, Huang Quan silently gazed at the shocking wound in the dream world, his voice as cold as ice.
"Are you kidding me? You self-destructive nihilist?"
A deep, aged voice sounded from behind.
A petite girl named Pipixi slowly walked towards the Yellow Springs from the balcony of a high-rise building, under the watchful gaze of the Hidden Night Thrush.
They've practically ripped Pinocchio off the market!
How can this be called not planning to do anything?