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But the other party remained steadfast in their stance of sympathy.

To be honest, I didn't have high hopes for completely convincing my sister on Sunday.

Despite the slim chances, he was still willing to give it his all.

As it turned out, this best-case scenario, which had an extremely low probability of occurring, actually happened!

If it weren't for my status and image, my own personality not being outgoing or extroverted, and the inappropriate location and occasion, I would almost burst into laughter on Sunday to release the overflowing joy and excitement.

This answer made everything he did meaningful!

Even if it takes ten or a hundred times more thought and effort, he would do it willingly!

In his mind, only one thought was roaring:

The robin is the best little sister in the world!

Throughout the entire ordeal, Sunday never harbored the slightest doubt about the robin's identity.

After all, how could they know about their childhood if they weren't real robins?

Even the Fool, who is skilled in all manner of illusions, could not possibly know such a thing.

If it were a fool who thrives on chaos, there would be no need for me to painstakingly persuade him; he would have already joined the rebellion.

And what about the robin in front of us?

They don't believe in an order that destroys freedom, but they are willing to believe in themselves...

This...this is my own sister!

The character 'Robin', played by Qiong, perfectly portrayed the best sister in her brother's eyes while barely deviating from the character's personality, directly hitting the spot of Sunday's sister complex.

Old man, I'm ecstatic!

……

Just when Qiong's portrayal of the robin brought tears to her brother-in-law's eyes, where was the real robin?

A: Together with the train crew, the legacy of an ordinary watchmaker witnessed Mikhail's final story.

That was a dream bubble of Mikhail that Galach had preserved.

The whole truth lies hidden in this child's long dream.

The entire train crew, including Little Duck, Seele, and Miss Haunted Rabbit, along with the Robin, explored the story of Mikhail and the Clockwork Boy in their dream bubble adventure.

Meanwhile, within the dream bubble, in Mikhail's clock room, the truth hidden beneath the memory memes is revealed.

"Thank you all for helping me find this long journey again. Let me reintroduce myself."

The adorable blue-haired Xiao Nanliang smiled as he looked at the crowd in front of him:

"Ragvolk Charles Mikhail, or more simply—Misha."

"Misha is... actually Mikhail!?"

The robin opened its beak in surprise, staring incredulously at the handsome blue-haired boy.

Originally, only those belonging to the pioneering forces, or those who embarked on the path of pioneering, could see Clockwork Boy and Misha.

But within this special dream bubble, anyone can see both of them.

Xingqiong exchanged a glance, then knelt down on one knee on each side like lackeys, cheering loudly.

"The three-year period has come to an end. We cordially welcome the watchmaker back to his post!"

"Please, Father of the Dream, return to Pinocchio and take charge!"

"???"

It was obvious that even Mikhail, who had regained his memories, had seen this kind of scene before, and thus he was caught off guard.

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Volume 1: Chapter 620 In our youthful days, we shone brightly; the compass set sail across time.

"Smile? Why aren't you smiling? Don't you like smiling?"

While Mikhail was in a daze, Qiong, who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly moved closer to him and stretched out two fingers, trying to draw a standard "√" shape on the corner of his androgynous face.

"Boss, this is the time for a cool, arrogant, and awesome smile! Look at me, look at me, that's how you smile—"

Xing immediately picked up on the joke, giving Mikhail a wicked and arrogant dragon king grin, almost raising his mouth to his ears.

"Well……"

Mikhail's expression became extremely strange as his mouth was pushed by Qiong's fingers.

Suddenly, I had a subtle feeling that the pioneering forces were in decline, their future was uncertain, and the Star Train had no successors.

Mikhail was finally able to catch his breath only when Himeko, who was emanating black energy from behind, put a kind smile on her face, pressed down on Sora's shoulder with her hand, which was as strong as an iron wrench, grabbed Hoshi's ears, and pulled away the two jumping gray hairs.

"Ah! Himeko..."

"Hmm?"

"Sis, why does Qiongzai always pull my shoulder but pull my ear?"

Xing covered her ear, which had almost been twisted off, pouted her little mouth, and pitifully issued a solemn protest.

"This isn't fair! I demand that Qiongzai be held accountable as well!"

"I think you haven't been criticized enough yet."

Without saying a word, Qiong lightly slapped Xing on the back of the head.

"...Aren't you two essentially the same person anyway?"

Although Sora is sometimes even more mischievous than Hoshi, Himeko can't treat him as a simple, naughty child.

It felt more like dealing with a real madman, or even vaguely like facing a masked fool.

As for Qiong, we must use the methods of teaching adults a lesson.

Stars~

For disobedient kids, just take drastic measures and discipline them strictly!

"Haha, young people these days are really energetic."

Although it was an unexpected scene, the harmonious and joyful atmosphere felt strangely familiar, and Mikhail couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

"Thank you for the compliment. I, the Galaxy Baseball Hero, currently serve as the Star Core Spirit on the train. I'm the group's darling and mascot!"

In response to Misha's earlier self-introduction, Xing stood tall and gave Mikhail a new, more formal—well, not so formal—self-introduction.

Immediately afterwards, she placed her hands on Qiong's shoulders, pulling him down a bit, and gracefully added:

"This is my personal mount, Firepower Teen King."

"The Clockmaker, also known as the Nameless Guest of the Starry Sky Train, why don't you quickly pay your respects to this beloved member of the group~"

Xing's lips curled into a smile like the return of the Dragon King. With her hands on her hips, she looked adorably naive and cute, simply irresistibly charming.

"What kind of anti-Heavenly Gang talk is this?"

On March 7th, a karate chop struck Xing on the head.

“Mr. Mikhail is a senior, an unknown guest. How can we expect you, a junior, to pay him a visit?”

She also put her hands on her hips, proudly puffed out her rather ample chest, and announced with great momentum.

"Besides, I'm clearly the train's darling, okay? You're just a darling bodyguard at best!"

"Huh? Aren't I the group's darling?"

Qiong raised his hand.

"This is the only option, absolutely impossible."

On March 7th, Haha Rabbit and Little Duck launched a joint吐槽 (tu cao, a form of online commentary/roasting) in unison.

"Haha~!"

Listening to the young people's playful banter, a wonderful sense of warmth welled up inside him, causing Mikhail's lips to involuntarily curve into a genuine and empathetic smile, and he let out a heartfelt laugh.

"What a pity."

Then, he sighed softly with a touch of emotion.

This change in mood drew everyone's attention to him.

"That dream tycoon that everyone admires is long gone; I am merely a microcosm of his life."

Mikhail spoke softly, with a warm yet slightly lonely smile.

"Otherwise, I really want to work with everyone to explore the world for a while longer. That would probably be an unforgettable time."

Mikhail's words caused everyone to pause, and then they all showed different expressions of reminiscence.

"Yes, yes, it was unforgettable."

March 7th nodded repeatedly, sighing with a serious tone, his voice rising and falling.

“We’re wanted by every planet we go to. We’re even considered mentally challenged idiots by the locals for rummaging through trash cans. They say things like, ‘You stinking outsiders, you can’t afford to eat, so you come here to rummage through our trash cans.’”

"On more civilized planets, people who damage public resources, dismantle pancake cart wheels, floor tiles, and so on become frequent visitors to the police station. Being educated five times in three days is commonplace. It's truly unforgettable!"

"And there's more..."

She counted on her fingers, continuing to recount the glorious deeds of the starry sky.

"???"

Mikhail was stunned, his eyes widening slightly.

Rummaging through trash cans? Dismantling public facilities? When did this anonymous person fall to such a state?

The mother of evil gods and delusion?

The Great Lord of Annihilation, Huanlong?

Ultimate level Devimon?

You encounter several of these guys who sound like bosses on one planet.

Did you almost destroy a planet while playing Etherfront?

Are all these young people's pioneering journeys this exciting?

Mikhail suddenly felt as if he had been cruelly abandoned by the times.

Back when he was pioneering the business, although his partners would occasionally encounter some minor issues, overall they were quite reliable!

Listening to March 7's relentless, machine-gun-like complaints, Xing and Qiong tacitly and righteously retorted.

"Is it wrong for the Trail Blazers to like crystals? Is it considered vandalism to have crystals? It's called opening a treasure chest..."

Then came some incomprehensible words, such as "A pioneering path without treasure chests loses its soul" and "learned from Akivili," which made everyone laugh, and the room was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

After the laughter, let's get back to the main topic.

"Big Brother, what exactly is the legacy you left us? Could it be the original shares of Pinocchio?"

His bright golden eyes sparkled.

After all, the watchmaker was hailed as the father of Pinocchio, and the entire Pinocchio was his child. Who knows what kind of super treasure he might have left behind that the train crew could squander for several Amber Ages?

"Idiot, why are you being so direct?"

On March 7th, a small fist punched a star in the chest.

"Exactly, Pinocone isn't a company, so how could it have a shareholding system?"

Qiong wrapped his arms around Xiao Sanyue's slender and delicate waist, and together they argued with each other:

"It will definitely be the ability to control the dream world. In the future, the entire dream world will belong to us, the Nameless Guests, and everyone's room fee will become our future development fund."

Feeling a little shy being hugged by Qiong in public, March 7th blushed slightly and twisted her body, giving Qiong a charming eye roll.

"We're at the Daydream Hotel, but please don't actually daydream, okay?"