Give Star Iron a little MC shock

On Sunday, seeing Xing He come back to life, he quickly stopped him, frowning as he asked, "Sir, what happened to you just now? Were you forcibly awakened by the Dream Pool?"

Although he didn't think so on Sunday, he still asked as usual, just to be on the safe side.

Xing He couldn't very well tell them that he was terrible at the game, so he could only nod vaguely, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Xing He's dismissive tone instantly made Sunday realize that what had just happened was definitely not what she had asked.

What's going on with this guy in front of me?

While Sunday was still pondering Xing He's identity, Robin asked with some surprise upon seeing Xing He's face, "Sir, could you be... Mr. Xing He, the Nameless Guest?"

"Xing He? The Xing He who appeared in both the announcement of the Immortal Boat Luofu and that poem that resounded throughout the world?"

If it were him, such a strange situation would be understandable.

After all, that one final poem alone doubled the revenue of the Daydream Hotel!

Many people are influenced by that final poem and feel that the world is an illusion. They empty their pockets to stay in the Daydream Hotel, thinking that since the real world is an illusion, they might as well immerse themselves in a beautiful dream.

At least in dreams it's much more comfortable than in reality.

Xing He was somewhat surprised when the robin said his name: "You recognize me?"

The robin nodded and smiled, saying, "Mr. Xing He's name is renowned throughout the universe. Anyone with a bit of ability will investigate you. That's how I saw your face in a photograph. It's an honor to meet you here, Mr. Xing He."

"You're welcome."

Robin then belatedly realized what was happening and quickly introduced herself: "I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself to you yet. I am Robin, a singer from the Oak family. This is my brother Sunday, the head of the Oak family, and also the organizer of the Music Festival."

"Oh, so you are the famous Miss Robin and Mr. Sunday. Hello, hello."

Although he had never heard of it, Xing He still made a polite remark.

The robin was somewhat surprised by Xing He's polite words: "Mr. Xing He, have you heard of me?"

Xing He shook his head frankly: "I've never heard of you, but I think I'll definitely hear about you two in Pinocchio later."

Robin couldn't help but laugh at Xing He's candid words: "I didn't realize Mr. Xing He was such a witty person."

"It's just the truth."

The two were chatting enthusiastically, but Sunday couldn't help but frown.

If Xing He were just an ordinary person whose strange events were caused by an accident, it would be easy to handle. He could simply have the Hound Family find some excuse to detain him and then investigate slowly.

But he is the legendary Xing He, which makes things difficult; resorting to force is clearly not an option.

'I need to go back and discuss this with Mr. Ge Peimu; we can't let him affect the subsequent plans.'

But he's not comfortable letting Xing He wander around alone during prime time right now, especially on Sundays.

After much thought, Sunday's gaze finally settled on her younger sister.

It would be better to let the robin stay by his side for the time being and keep an eye on Xing He's movements.

And he didn't need to worry that Xing He, being an anonymous guest, would do anything detrimental to the robin, since he was an anonymous guest.

As they were pondering this, Sunday suddenly interrupted their conversation with a smile.

"Robin, I have a guest to attend to next, so I don't have time to show Mr. Xing He around Golden Hour. Could you take Mr. Xing He on a tour of Golden Hour in my place?"

Chapter 172 Creative Mode, Activated! (Fourth Update)

"Of course, brother. I'd be happy to hear Mr. Xing He's past adventure stories."

The robin gladly accepted the task of entertaining Xing He.

"sorry to bother you."

On Sunday, he nodded to the two of them and then quickly turned and left.

Watching Sunday leave, Robin turned to Xing He with a smile and said, "Mr. Xing He, would you like to find a place to sit down, have a drink, and chat?"

Xing He didn't mind: "Okay, it's my first time here anyway, so I'll do whatever you say."

"Mmm~ Come over here, you'll regret it if you don't try Soleda in the Dream World."

Robin led Xing He to a coffee shop in Golden Hour and held up two fingers to the waiter to order.

"Hello, please give us two cups of Sorida."

"Okay, please find a seat and wait a moment."

Xing He and Robin sat down in a corner of the coffee shop. After sitting down, Xing He reached out and grabbed the Sulphurda standee on the table. Looking at the Sulphurda image on the standee, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"What flavor does this Sorida taste like?"

The robin smiled and shook a finger: "There are many flavors of Sulfa, but Dream Sulfa is different. Its flavor is not fixed, but depends on the person. Everyone will taste their favorite flavor when they drink it."

Xing He was somewhat surprised: "That's amazing?"

The robin smiled and fiddled with the ends of its hair, looking at the neon signs outside the glass window.

"After all, it's a dream. Isn't it normal for anything to happen in a dream?"

"That's true."

However, the robin reminded him that he was dreaming.

He had previously planned to create within the dream world of Pinocchio, and now was the perfect opportunity.

Xing He immediately opened the system interface and tried to input that familiar command.

/ gamemode 1

[Changed from Survival Mode to Creative Mode]

Holy crap! It really works!

Upon seeing the system notification that he had successfully activated Creative Mode, Xing He excitedly slammed his hand on the table.

His slap startled the robin, and even the table in front of him fell to the ground with a thud, before being sucked into Xing He's backpack.

[Note: After leaving the current world, the player's data will be reverted to the state before Creative Mode was activated. In the current state, achievement points cannot be earned normally. Creative Mode is only effective in the current world.]

Huh? Really? Is it a trial card?

Xing He tried switching back from creative mode to survival mode, only to find that the table that had been sucked into his backpack had been swallowed up.

All his data was reverted to its state before he activated Creative Mode.

This made Xing He a little disappointed, but overall it was still a good thing!

He created the game simply to experience it, since the gameplay itself is what players enjoy most.

At most, I'll ask Brother Chuang to help with the compensation.

"Mr. Xing, Mr. Xing He?"

Just as Xing He was still immersed in his own world, the robin sitting opposite him called out weakly, which snapped Xing He out of his reverie.

"What's wrong?"

The robin timidly pointed to the empty space between them: "Were you performing magic just now? Why did the table disappear when you slapped it? And you also said something... um, an interjection. Did I do something to upset you?"

Xing He quickly apologized when he realized the robin had misunderstood.

"Excuse me, I just thought of something happy. I'll put the table back right now..."

Xing He glanced at his backpack and fell silent. He had just switched game modes, and the table had been swallowed up...

No problem! Brother Chuang will handle the claim!

Xing He switched the game mode to creative mode again, then took out two wooden fences and inserted them between the robin and himself. He then placed two wooden steps on top of them, and the simplified table was completed!

Robin stared blankly at the long table that Xing He had suddenly conjured up with a wave of his hand. If she wasn't mistaken, this square table with sharp edges seemed to have been assembled by Mr. Xing He on the spot, while the table that had disappeared earlier had been polished and had no sharp edges.

"Mr. Xing He, this table isn't right..."

"Pretty much the same! They're all tables anyway!"

Xing He was also helpless. He had indeed created many more recipes, all of which were things he had collected in the past.

Moreover, he didn't know the name of the table he had just used, and he couldn't take it out right away, so he could only make do with the table from Minecraft.

He chuckled, "Haha..."

Robin chuckled awkwardly, already planning to secretly pay for the table for Mr. Xing He later.

A moment later, the waiter brought over two cups of Sorida.

"Gentlemen, this is your Dream Soda. Hmm? Why is this table arranged differently?!"

Just as the robin was about to explain, Xing He suddenly pulled out a set of diamonds and threw them on the table.

"I accidentally broke it just now, please accept these as compensation."

"what?"

The waiter was dumbfounded. How could the table be broken into such a square shape? This table is much bigger than the original one! How did you do that?!

And this huge pile of diamonds—how did this customer manage to carry so many with him?

With compensation provided, the waiter could explain to the shop owner. After putting down the Sulfa drink, he hurriedly left with a set of diamonds.

After watching the waiter leave, Robin couldn't help but whisper to Xing He, "Mr. Xing He, why don't we leave first? It feels like things will get complicated later, especially since you suddenly pulled out so many diamonds."

"Well, let's go."

Xing He was also thinking of trying out the other features of the creative mode, so he picked up his cup of Sorida and got up to leave.

Robin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Xing He was willing to leave. She picked up her Dream Soda and quietly went to the front desk, left her contact information, and then followed Xing He out of the coffee shop.

However, neither of them noticed that after they left, the floor tiles where Xing He had been sitting suddenly turned into grass blocks, and soon after, the adjacent floor tiles also turned into grass blocks.

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Three people were sitting at a table in front of the open-air beverage shop across from the coffee shop.

As Liu Ying watched the robin walking out of the coffee shop chatting and laughing with Xing He, she couldn't help but clench her ice cream tightly.

"Silver Wolf, is this also in the script?"

Meanwhile, Silver Wolf was intently registering the UID for a new game using both his and Blade's phones.

"I don't know, the script couldn't possibly describe it in detail."