Give Star Iron a little MC shock

Xing He raised an eyebrow, closed the command interface, and then took out bedrock in creative mode. While Huohua was still muttering to herself, she immediately surrounded her with bedrock and covered her with a lid.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, everything went black. Fireworks paused for a moment, then quickly raised his hand and patted the bedrock in front of him: "No, Little Gray, I haven't said anything yet!"

Xing He was too lazy to talk to people like the Masked Fool who would do anything for pleasure; chatting with them would only disrupt his brain.

"Firefly, let's talk somewhere else."

Liu Ying nodded and followed Xing He away from there.

Trapped in the bedrock, Huahuo grew anxious as she heard Xing He and the other person's footsteps fading into the distance, raising her voice slightly.

"Hey! Where are you guys going! Come back! I haven't finished talking yet!!! Come back!!!"

However, it was completely quiet outside; the only sound she could hear was her own heartbeat.

Hanabi was so angry that her bust seemed to swell a bit. She stomped her feet and muttered unhappily, "Why is Ginrou giving me such a troublesome task! Nobody told me the male and female leads were tyrants on set! What's with locking the director up and playing a stand-up comedy game right off the bat!"

Hanabi tried to break through the bedrock with her own strength, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't leave a single mark on the bedrock. In the end, she had no choice but to take out her phone and send a message to Ginrou.

[Hanabi: Help me.]

[Silver Wolf: Director, what's wrong with you? I sent you to set up a death scene, and you didn't end up walking into your own trap, did you?]

[Fireworks: I've been locked up by the male lead! I never expected him to have this kind of fetish—trying to play a stand-up comedy game with me, the director! Help me!]

[Silver Wolf: ...?]

[Hanabi: Oh, one more thing, this deal needs more money!]

Just as Hanabi was about to say something more to Ginrou, she suddenly realized that her phone had lost signal. She immediately looked down at the floor tiles beneath her feet, which had somehow turned into grass blocks.

"Hey, hey, hey... that's way too fast!"

Before coming to find Xing He, she had noticed the strangeness of the Golden Moment. Although she was quite interested in it, she still put the commission first. Unexpectedly, as soon as she arrived, the grass blocks had already assimilated into this place.

Moreover, she had previously noticed that within the range of the grass blocks, the rules of Pinocchio, or rather the rules of this universe, seemed to be completely inapplicable; they seemed to follow a different set of rules.

Regardless, Hanabi felt it was best to get out of here as soon as possible. Fortunately, Xinghe wasn't so ruthless as to block the floor with bedrock, so she could still escape by digging grass blocks.

A moment later, Huahuo emerged from the soil outside the bedrock, looking in the direction where Xing He and the other person had left, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Little gray hair, don't let me catch you! I'll make you taste what it's like to be left hanging!"

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Meanwhile, at another moment, Silver Wolf noticed that Fireworks had suddenly gone offline and immediately sensed something was wrong. He quickly contacted Firefly.

[Silver Wolf: Firefly, what happened on your end?!]

At that moment, Liu Ying, who was walking with Xing He, suddenly received a message. She opened it and glanced at it. Just as she was about to reply, the paving stones under her feet were quickly assimilated by grass blocks, along with the surrounding buildings.

Large numbers of tourists rushed out of the various shops in a panic.

Liu Ying glanced at her phone again and realized it had completely lost signal, and her heart skipped a beat.

I hope nothing bad has happened to Silver Wolf.

Chapter 182 The Stubbornness of Fireflies (First Update)

How to do?

The thought that her companion might have encountered some kind of accident on this strange planet made Firefly worry about her, even though she knew Silver Wolf was exceptionally capable. She wanted to set off immediately to find Silver Wolf and check if she was safe.

But......

Looking at Xing He's profile, Liu Ying couldn't help but hesitate. She had finally met him and had finally had a chance to be alone with him. She could take this opportunity to confess everything to him.

Elio, is this what you call fate?

Liu Ying sighed softly, and when she looked up again, she had already made up her mind.

"Xing He".

Xing He, who was daydreaming about random things, suddenly heard Liu Ying call him and subconsciously turned his head to look in her direction.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw an armored vehicle, much taller than himself, standing on top of him, and even the voice of the firefly changed.

"Sorry, Xing He, I have to leave for a while. It seems something happened with Silver Wolf."

"Silver Wolf?"

Xing He immediately pictured a little girl with silver hair and spirally twisted ends: "What could possibly happen to her?"

"I don't know." Liu Ying honestly shook her head. "But I can't just stand by and watch her get into danger. I'm sorry I have to leave, but before I go, I'll tell you about my script."

“Elliot said that I need to guide you on the Star Train on Pinocchio in search of the [Watchmaker's] legacy, then awaken the god who shouldn't be in a dream, and finally experience three deaths. That's roughly the plot of my script. I'm sorry, but if I had the chance, I would really like to take you on a proper tour of Pinocchio.”

After saying that, Liu Ying bent down and flames shot out from under her feet, soaring into the sky and speeding away, leaving Xing He alone on the ground watching Liu Ying leave in her armor with some surprise.

"Wow, this armor is so cool. I have to ask Liuying to lend it to me next time we meet."

After muttering something casually, Xing He focused his attention on the script that Liu Ying had mentioned earlier. The part about guiding the train to find the [watchmaker's] legacy and the three deaths could be understood literally, but what about the line about awakening a god who shouldn't be asleep?

Xing He looked up at the night sky above Pinocchio. He didn't know when, but the moon above Pinocchio had also been assimilated into the square moon in Minecraft.

"Could it be that a star god is sleeping in Pinocchio? Who could it be?"

The only person Xing He could think of who was somewhat related to Pinocene was [Tong Xie] Hipe, but there were no rumors in the universe that [Tong Xie] Hipe was sleeping in Pinocene.

"I don't understand, let's wait until everyone gets together and we can talk about it."

Xing He took out his phone to send the information he had received to Ji Zi and the others, but when he looked at his phone, he found that it had no signal at all.

"Alright, we'll talk about it later."

Xing He has now discovered something even more interesting: because the dream world has been assimilated and it is nighttime, the golden hour, when there is not a single light, has begun to spawn a large number of monsters such as zombies, skeletons, and spiders.

Every now and then, you could hear roars and panicked voices coming from those dimly lit streets.

Xing He certainly wouldn't miss such a cyber cricket-fighting spectacle.

He even considered using commands to summon some powerful treasures for everyone, since they would wake up in reality after dying in the dream world anyway.

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The edge of the golden hour.

On Sunday, with a worried look on his face, he watched as the last tile under his feet was assimilated into a grass block, and with that, the entire golden hour was completed.

"Haven't you found the reason yet?"

On Sunday, he glanced somewhat displeased at the Dream Builders who were lying on the ground studying grass blocks.

Upon hearing Sunday's question, one of the dream architects quickly stood up, sweating slightly, and replied with an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, Master, we haven't found a way to fix it yet..."

Upon hearing this, Sunday frowned immediately: "You are the best dream architects at Pinocene, can't you even do this little thing right?"

Upon hearing this, if it weren't for the fact that it was Sunday, the Dream Builder would have really wanted to curse. Dream building could actually be done in a flash.

To outsiders, their work seems easy, but only they know the hardships and exhaustion involved!

The Dream Builder sighed and explained to Sunday with difficulty, "Master, this matter is far worse than you imagine. If it were a normal malfunction, we might be able to fix it within an hour, but this grass in front of us... it feels more like something that actually exists in reality than a dream!"

"Reality?" Sunday was a little confused. Weren't they in a dream? How could things happening in a dream be related to reality?

Seeing that Sunday still didn't understand, the Dream Builder continued to explain: "As you know, our Dream Builder abilities can only modify and create dreams, and cannot affect the structure of real matter. But this meadow is reality; it truly exists."

After the Dream Weaver explained it this way, Sunday understood a bit more and frowned, saying, "So, the Golden Hour can't be restored to its original state?"

The Dream Builder nodded with a pained expression: "Yes, it's only possible to fix it if we find out what caused the anomaly."

"I understand."

On Sunday, as he was about to assign some more tasks to the dream architects, he caught a glimpse of a purple raven perched on a wooden stake not far away, its eyes filled with a human-like terror.

Mr. Ge Peimu?

Sunday was a bit of an accident, but I first dismissed the Dream Weavers in front of me, letting them continue to research whether there were any other ways to repair the Golden Hour, while I walked up to the raven.

“Sunday, my child, we’re in trouble.”

As soon as Sunday approached, Ge Peimu's voice rang in her mind, and Sunday stood aside calmly, replying in her mind as well.

"Trouble? What could be more troublesome than this Golden Hour anomaly?"

"Compared to him, this little thing during Golden Moment is nothing!"

"Him? Who?"

"Envoy of Pleasure, Xing He!"

On Sunday, somewhat surprised, he turned to glance at the raven beside him: "Mr. Xing He? What exactly happened?"

Ge Peimu sighed softly and recounted in detail what had happened between him and Xing He.

After listening to it on Sunday, I couldn't help but curse inwardly.

How dare you provoke Xing He? Although Ge Pei Mu wanted to drive all unstable factors out of this dream world, Xing He's background alone makes him someone not to be trifled with!

If they get angry and attract those vengeful guys from Immortal Boat Luofu, that Pinocchio will probably be blown to bits!

Even if they manage to defeat the immortal ship Luofu by sheer luck, other immortal ships will definitely come knocking on their door. At that point, not only will the dream world be destroyed, but Pinocchio itself will be reduced to dust in the universe.

"So, what are you going to do now?"

Chapter 183 The End of an Old Dog (Second Update)

On Sunday, I felt my blood pressure was a bit high. I had planned to use the invitation from the person behind the scenes to divert everyone's attention to the [Watchmaker]'s legacy, and then quietly drag everyone into the dream of Taiyi.

This way, he wouldn't hurt anyone and could still fulfill his dream of a paradise. But now, Ge Peimu actually went and provoked Xing He!

Their attention has definitely shifted to the Oak family! A single glance from an envoy could very well affect the progress of subsequent plans!

If it weren't for the importance of Ge Peimu to the upcoming plan, I really wanted to punch him hard in the face on Sunday!

Ge Peimu also noticed the hidden anger beneath Sunday's cold face, and he couldn't help but speak in a lower voice.

"I'm doing this in preparation for the next operation..."

Sunday sighed, rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "How about we talk about your next plan? Or do you want to wait for Xing He to come to the family?"

"of course not."