Give Star Iron a little MC shock

According to Elio, the god mentioned in the script is Xing He.

Is Xing He manipulating the weather in the dream world? But how did he do that?

Liu Ying quietly held the transformation device up to Xing He. When not transforming, the device could also help her perform some simple detection tasks.

After Liu Ying scanned Xing He with the transformation device, the results left her speechless. The scan showed that not only did she not detect the enormous energy reaction that a god should have on Xing He, but she could not detect Xing He at all.

It's as if Xing He doesn't exist at all in the 'eye' of the transformation device. What exactly is going on?

Is Xing He really the god that Elio mentioned?

Just as Liu Ying was struggling with Xing He's identity, four figures approached from not far away in the pouring rain.

Xing He also stopped typing commands and playing with the weather, squinting at the four figures while also keeping an eye on the minimap.

[Oak Family - Guardian Tyren], [Oak Family - Guardian Jeken], [Oak Family - Guardian Boone], [Oak Family - Guardian Duke].

The Oak family? If I remember correctly, they're from the same family as Sunday and Robin. What are they doing here?

"Miss Robin!"

As soon as the lead guard approached, he immediately moved close to Robin and shielded her in the center, glancing warily at Xing He and Liu Ying.

"The head of the family has asked us to take you back. Something is wrong during the Golden Hour. Please come with us and take refuge as soon as possible."

Robin looked at Xing He with some difficulty: "Let's bring Mr. Xing He along. He is also a distinguished guest of the Oak family."

The four guards were somewhat troubled. Their orders were to keep the robin away from Xing He as much as possible, since in Sunday's eyes, the anomaly during Golden Hour might very well be caused by Xing He.

"I'm sorry, Miss Robin, our orders are to take you away."

The guards had already expressed their refusal in a very tactful way. The robin understood what they meant and looked at Xing He with a troubled expression.

Xing He didn't mind at all; on the contrary, he hoped that the robin could leave with the guards.

He still had many questions he wanted to ask Firefly alone: ​​Why was the Star Core Hunter in Pinocone?

Another issue is figuring out why grass blocks assimilate the Golden Hour.

"Robin, you should go back now. I need to go find my friends too. Let's go sightseeing together another time."

Hearing Xing He say this, the robin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded gratefully to him: "Okay, Mr. Xing He, then we'll be leaving now. The rain is too heavy, Mr. Xing He, you should leave as soon as possible too."

"Well, I will."

Watching the robin being led away by the guards, Xing He took out a wooden plank from his pocket and temporarily built a roof on the spot to keep out the rain. Then he took out a campfire and placed it between himself and the firefly to ensure light.

"Alright, now we can talk, Star Core Hunter Sam."

As soon as Xing He uttered those words, he saw the disappointment in Liu Ying's eyes, which made Xing He wonder if he had said something wrong.

"Uh, did I say something wrong?"

Xing He glanced at the minimap again, and it clearly showed [Star Core Hunter · Firefly (Sam)], right?

Why did Liu Ying look so disappointed, as if it were his fault?

Liu Ying held her slightly trembling right hand against her chest, looking up at Xing He, who was a head taller than her.

"You... really don't remember me?"

Xing He really wanted to say, "Should I remember you?"

But this statement was clearly inappropriate, so he could only bring out the setting that March 7 and the others had imposed on him, and pointed to his head.

“They say I have some memory problems and have forgotten a lot of things. Kafka asked you the same question before.”

Upon hearing Xing He say that he didn't remember Kafka either, Liu Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good."

At least, Xing He wasn't the only one who didn't remember himself.

Xing He looked at Liu Ying, who suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little confused. Why did you breathe a sigh of relief when you heard that I didn't remember Kafka?

However, this little incident did not distract Xing He, and he quickly steered the conversation back to the main topic.

"Why is the Star Core Hunter in Pinocone? And why did you deliberately approach me before?"

If it weren't for the fact that among the known Star Core Hunter quartet, only Blade is a neutral yellow-labeled member, while Kafka, Silver Wolf, and Firefly are friendly green-labeled members, Xing He would have already taken action instead of politely inquiring here.

When Liu Ying heard Xing He ask these two questions, her heart, which had just settled down, jumped again.

Could she take this opportunity to confess everything to Xing He? But Elio said that she could only tell the truth at a specific time, and the script could not be changed.

But Liu Ying didn't believe it. She didn't believe that fate couldn't be changed, just as she wanted to live on as Liu Ying!

"Xing He, actually I..."

As soon as Liu Ying opened her mouth, her intuition, honed by years of battle, suddenly triggered a frantic warning in her mind. She frowned, gripped the transformation device, and turned to look at the group of figures approaching from all directions in the rain.

Xing He also noticed the densely packed figures approaching from all around and sighed helplessly.

Why am I always being bothered?

Chapter 179 /kill

"Who is it this time?"

Xing He glanced at the dense array of yellow neutral markers on the minimap, the markers still bearing that familiar format.

[Oak family member, Levi (Gopewood)]

[Oak family member, Valls (Gopewood)]

[Oak family member Howard (Gopewood)]

"Ok?"

Xing He noticed that there was a parenthesis after these people's names, and the three characters "Ge Peimu" were all inside the parentheses. It looked like a person's name, but... it's unlikely that dozens of people around him all had the three characters "Ge Peimu" in their names, right?

Liu Ying stood in front of Xing He, raising her transformation device in a ready-to-go stance: "Xing He, be careful, something's wrong with these people!"

"I can tell."

Although he knew these people had ill intentions, he wasn't afraid of anyone now. Even if the Star God came, he would still have to take a beating from him.

Xing He's gaze swept over these people. They had different appearances, some were men and some were women, but the only thing they had in common was that their eyes were all lifeless, as if they were sleepwalking.

Finally, Xing He's gaze settled on a middle-aged man standing at the very front.

"Coming out to block people in this weather, aren't you going to say anything?"

Xing He felt he was kind-hearted, and even if he had to kill these troublemakers, he would make them finish their lines before they died.

The middle-aged man chuckled twice, but the voice that came out was far older than his age. What was even stranger was that his lips did not move at all when he spoke.

"I'm not sure what prefix to put before your name, Mr. Xing He. Is it 'Nameless Guest'? 'Envoy of Pleasure'? Or perhaps 'Genius Club No. 85'?"

Liu Ying glanced back at Xing He with a hint of surprise. She hadn't expected him to have so many titles. He was truly impressive.

Xing He began to grow impatient with the man's nonsense: "Get to the point. These identities are not important to me."

Ge Peimu smiled and stood with his hands behind his back, displaying an elegant demeanor, but his tone carried an unquestionable air.

"You caused the anomaly during the Golden Hour, didn't you, Mr. Xing He? Although the Star Train has an excellent reputation throughout the universe, this is Pinocchio. You have harmed Pinocchio. Would you please leave? Of course, the family will provide the Star Train with appropriate compensation."

"Is this how your family treats guests? What about your so-called 'harmony and inclusiveness'?"

Xing He's tone clearly became displeased. He had only been in the dream world for a few hours and had only experienced the creative mode for a short while. And you already want to kick me out?

Xing He thought to himself that he hadn't done anything heinous in Pinocchio and had always acted in accordance with local laws.

When Ge Peimu heard Xing He mention the phrase "Tongxie embraces everything," the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Yes, the Tongxie is all-encompassing, but that does not include those who intend to destroy this harmony. As for you, Mr. Xing He, leave before things become irreparable. The family is willing to fund a trip on the Starry Sky Train to another suitable planet for tourism."

Xing He raised his finger and opened the system interface again, his gaze coldly falling on Ge Peimu: "What if I say no?"

Ge Peimu sighed, "As expected, things have developed to this point. If I could, I wouldn't want to resort to any violent means against Mr. Xing He."

What Ge Peimu feared most about Xing He was his identity as the Envoy of Pleasure. It was precisely because of this identity that Ge Peimu believed that Xing He was the one who tampered with the Golden Moment.

After all, only the Masked Fools and their gang like to cause trouble and have fun everywhere, turning the bustling golden hour into a primeval forest, which perfectly matches the Fools's idea of ​​having fun.

In any other place, Ge Peimu might keep his distance from Xing He, but this is Pinocchio!

It's his home turf!

"Threatening me?" Xing He narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the group of people who were gradually gathering. "If you want to threaten me, you'll have to come out in person at least."

“Hehe.” Ge Peimu chuckled twice with a forced smile: “Whether Mr. Xing He believes it or not, this is the [real] me. Not only that, but every single one of them is. My mortal body has long since vanished. The 107,336 children of the Oak family are now my eyes, ears, and mouth. When needed, they will spread the music in this beautiful dream on my behalf, and when necessary, they will exile unstable elements from this paradise on my behalf.”

Do you think you can do it?

Ge Peimu smiled: "In this dream world, nothing is impossible, even if you are the messenger of joy."

"Really?" Xing He suddenly seemed to remember something fun, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. He raised his hand and began to tap lightly in the air.

Even though there was nothing in front of Xing He, his actions, which resembled playing a musical instrument, instilled in Ge Peimu a sense of fear for the first time ever.

It's like an ant facing a world-ending meteor; all it can do is hope that the meteor takes longer to fall.

Ge Peimu immediately became anxious and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing!"

"I didn't do anything, and you'll find out soon enough, or perhaps you won't."

Xing He finished entering the instructions and then confirmed the execution.

[/kill Ge Peimu]

The moment the command was executed, the middle-aged man controlled by Ge Peimu suddenly flashed a red light, and the next moment his whole body instantly disintegrated and disappeared. The whole process took less than half a second.

Liu Ying was also startled by this scene and hurriedly turned around to look at Xing He with a questioning look.

Seeing that she was a little scared, Xing He comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's just a little trick to make him disappear. But it should only be him who disappears. That poor doll... well, I'm not sure."

Xing He glanced at the remaining people, but their eyes were still lifeless, which made him frown.

Does it have no effect? ​​It shouldn't.

The next second, one of the women in the group suddenly knelt down, her hands braced on the muddy ground. She looked up at Xing He with a terrified expression. Rain streamed down her face. The momentary flash of light from the thunderbolt illuminated the surroundings, but in her eyes, Xing He's face was shrouded in shadow, like a hunter eyeing her from the shadows.

"What have you done! Why, why was a part of me erased by you!"

Just as Xing He uttered his last words, he suddenly felt as if his existence had been forcibly erased by some kind of rule.