A review of famous iron collapse scenes, starting with gold dust

Chapter 92 Sunday's First Scene

It is the same location as the two systems before the opening of the Concordia Hall.

The train has arrived at the Pinocchio Theater.

Himeko: "This is the interior of the Pinocchio Theater."

San Yue Qi looked at the empty theater and sighed, "It's exciting to be washed up by soda. But the Harmony Festival is about to begin, why isn't admission allowed yet?"

Ji also echoed: "Not only that, the entire theater was strangely quiet. Not only was there no audience, but there were no workers or cast members to be seen."

Xing complained, "It seems that the tickets for the Harmony Festival are not selling well."

[Qingque: It feels good. You are the only audience.]

【Xing: Now everyone is an audience. 】

【March 7: Moreover, we have become actors in the play.】

In the video

Sanyueqi pouted: "Hey, but your focus is a little wrong, right?"

However, it is indeed too quiet here.

Several people explored several rooms, but still did not see anyone, only a few dolls.

[Bronya: The robot dolls here look more advanced than Beloberg.]

[Xing: To be precise, this is not just a robot, it is made of memory matter, and it does not have a very high-tech content.]

[Black Tower: The toys I made can also sweep away these little guys. ]

Sunday's voice rang out: "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Miss March Seven."

The voice that suddenly appeared startled San Yue Qi: "Wow, you scared me, what are you talking about?"

Sunday replied: "I will be waiting for you behind the curtain. Before the grand ceremony begins, in accordance with the ancient tradition of Asdena, I would like to invite you to watch three prelude plays together."

"History is a mirror that reflects the most fundamental aspects of the universe. We can also use this opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of the history of Pinocchio and the Star Gods."

"And the outline of the future is naturally revealed in it. Let's start from the beginning of the world."

Then, Sunday spoke eloquently: "Since the Twilight War, the sky has been empty and the earth has been in chaos. In order to teach the heavens and the earth to return to the knowable, the Order Taiyi was born. This is the first day."

"He took the nebula and made it into a plectrum with black and white keys. When he struck the white keys, the sun rose, and when he struck the black keys, the moon rose. Thus, day and night were created. This was the second day."

[Xing: Is this true history? ]

【March 7: How do I know? 】

[Qingque: So, the sun and the moon are related to music? ]

【Xing: This is obviously made up by Sunday. 】

【March 7: I think so too.】

In the front hall, several people found a glowing door.

After I walked in, the curtain slowly opened. It said, "Prologue, Act 1, Prisoner's Ode."

Afterwards, they came to a strange space.

Countless blocks are arranged in a spiral shape, extending to the end of the space.

Many blocks emitted purple light, with black figures flickering inside.

"Where are we now?" March 7 was a little surprised.

[Gui Naifen: What a beautiful vortex maze. If there were acrobatics performed here, there would definitely be a lot of people watching.]

[Jezi: This place is not suitable as a stage. The mirror of the whirlpool records the suffering of the past.]

[Xing: The contents recorded on the purple mirror make people sad.]

Jizi replied: "The atmosphere of this place is very similar to Sunday's inner world. Maybe this so-called current drama is also a similar ability."

"The original play was called Prisoner's Ode. Considering the surrounding atmosphere, I'm afraid that what will be performed next is Pinocchio's past."

"Alas." San Yueqi sighed, "I didn't go to jail during my recent pioneering trips. I thought my luck had turned, but in the end I couldn't escape this disaster."

Sunday's voice sounded: "You are guests who have come from afar. I don't want to see you fighting. So before everything becomes irreversible, I have arranged three plays."

[Topa: He's pretty nice. It seems like he really doesn't want to fight. By the way, Sunday didn't intend to convince us with words from the beginning, did he?]

[Xing: It’s not impossible. ]

[Jade: We can’t give up the huge benefits just by saying a few words.]

"Where should the story begin? Let's start from when Pinocchio was still a frontier prison."

When you get closer, you realize that inside each glowing piece of wood is a figure being imprisoned and working.

Sunday's voice sounded: "In the year 2147 of the Amber Era, the prisoner Hanunu started a massive war and won. The Company called it the Border War, while the Asdena called it the War of Independence."

There are countless robot dolls on the road. Their prototypes seem to be people in the war years, telling the pain and joy of that era.

"Mr. Hanunu was a great man, but we should not deny that he could bring freedom to prisoners but did not know how to give them true freedom."

"Three nameless guests stayed here and tried to spread the teachings of pioneering to the border prison, but unfortunately, it was of no avail."

[Himeko: Is it really useless? ]

[Xing: Not everyone is suitable for the path of pioneering, and not everyone will choose the path of pioneering. ]

[Walter: As long as some people embark on the road of pioneering, the efforts of the nameless guest will be successful.]

"Asterna is once again engulfed in war. This time the enemy comes from within. Prisoners remain prisoners until death. They only know how to fight for freedom, not how to live for freedom."

Not far away, three robots lowered their heads towards the strong man.

"Look, their sentences have long ended, and the company's jailers have been expelled, but these prisoners are still slaves because they are imprisoned not by external things but by their hearts."

“Freedom exists everywhere except in weak souls. It cannot help anyone but those who believe in it.”

(End of this chapter)