Give Star Iron a little MC shock

“Since you don’t believe me, then listen to what I’m about to say as a story. The Golden Hour has now been assimilated into something else. Anyone who dies there doesn’t immediately regain consciousness in reality. Their minds are lost in another world. The family has realized this, so they’ve separated the Golden Hour from the Dream World. The Golden Hour is now gradually sinking into the Primal Memory Domain.”

Galach's words successfully dispelled some of the doubts in Himeko and the other two. The people he mentioned wouldn't immediately come to their senses and be able to match the situation in reality, but given the fictional historian title above Galach's head, they couldn't guarantee how much of what Galach said was true and how much was false. Perhaps, only one sentence in his statement was true.

Himeko squinted, scrutinizing Gallagher, who was wearing a gray vest, had a stubble beard, and looked listless.

"Why are you helping us? We shouldn't even know each other."

Seeing that they still harbored such great doubts about him, Gallagher rubbed the hair on the back of his head in annoyance.

"Well, since that's the case, let me reintroduce myself."

Gallagher pointed to the string of text above his head: "The self-introduction that Xing He gave me isn't complete. I have another identity: the assistant to the [Watchmaker], and the mastermind behind sending out invitations to the Starry Sky Train. So, do you believe me?"

After saying that, Gallagher smacked his lips, feeling a bit off. It seemed like "Do you believe me?" was becoming his catchphrase.

After each sentence, you have to say something in the background to gauge whether the other person believes you.

However, the scenario that Gallagher had anticipated—that the three would either believe him or remain skeptical—did not occur. Instead, all three stared intently into his eyes.

"Have you met Xing He?" ×3

Gallagher nodded, took off the pocket watch clipped to his chest, flipped it open to check the time: "Hmm, it was about a system time ago, during the golden hour before I was fully assimilated. I met Xing He, that guy saved my life. Now, can you guys trust me?"

"Perhaps." Himeko crossed her arms, her attitude much better than before, but she didn't rule out the possibility. Before meeting Xing He, she wouldn't completely trust a fictional historian, but she was currently struggling to find any clues related to Xing He.

Even if it's a fictional historian's words, she still has to try to investigate along the clues they provide.

"Mr. Gallagher, you said that the Golden Hour has been removed. Do you have a way to enter the Golden Hour?"

Gallagher frowned immediately. To be honest, he wasn't very confident: "Maybe, but I can't guarantee we'll get out."

The rules within the Golden Hour were no longer the same as those they were familiar with. Originally, the dream should have been filled with memory matter, but in that assimilated world, he did not perceive the existence of any memory matter.

After listening attentively to Galah's words, Himeko fell into deep thought. After a long while, she looked up at Walter and March 7.

Walter and Himeko said in unison, "Let's split into two groups."

March 7th looked at the two of them with some confusion: "Why did we split into two groups?"

Himeko explained to her, "Mr. Gallagher said he couldn't guarantee we'd leave the Golden Hour, so to avoid us all getting trapped inside, at least one of us has to stay outside to report to Danheng on the train. March, you stay outside."

Upon hearing that Ji Zi wanted to leave him outside, San Yueqi immediately shook his head and refused: "No, I want to go in and find Xing He. Besides, Sister Ji Zi, can you really trust Dan Heng and me to face the situation outside?"

"This..." Ji Zi immediately looked troubled. What San Yueqi said made sense. With only San Yueqi and Dan Heng left outside, she was indeed worried.

"Alright then, Walter, I'll have to leave you out here."

Walter nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Just as Himeko finished assigning tasks, a noisy shout suddenly rang out at the gate leading to the golden hour.

Curious, the group walked to the vicinity of the gate, hid behind the wall and peeked at the cordon. They saw several members of the hound family supporting a family member who had recently entered the Golden Hour fully armed.

The man's face was filled with terror, and he was trembling as he pointed at the door of the passageway.

"Those monsters...those monsters know martial arts!"

"Huh? What are you talking about? Where are the others?"

"Dead, all dead!"

The people around him looked at him with bewilderment, all thinking that he was just making excuses to slack off.

Seeing the disbelieving looks on the faces of those around him, the man hurriedly shouted an explanation: "I'm telling the truth! Have you ever seen zombies and skeletons attack people with swords? And they can even use their weapons to block the bullets we fire! They can cut bullets with swords! Have you ever seen that?"

“He’s gone mad. Take him downstairs to see a psychiatrist. If he’s not mad, then leave him to the Hound’s family to handle.”

"Yes!"

Two hounds lifted him up and started to walk away, while the man kept rubbing his heels on the ground and shouting wildly at everyone.

"I'm telling the truth! The monsters inside know martial arts! You have to believe me!"

Not far away, Himeko and the others hiding in the corner couldn't help but exchange glances, especially the three people from the train crew who had strange expressions on their faces.

Zombies, skeletons... those monsters look so familiar!

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Meanwhile, during the golden hour.

In the sky, Xing Hefei held the scabbard of the Yama Blade in his left hand and the hilt of the blade in his right hand, slightly drawing it from the scabbard. In the next instant, he dashed forward about five meters as if teleporting, and the Yama Blade in his hand completed the action of drawing the blade and returning it to its original position in the blink of an eye.

"The epic battle was really good."

Xing He happily put away the Yama Blade. He hadn't expected that the Epic Battle MOD could adapt to all his weapons and even thoughtfully added several new moves for him.

This perfectly solved Xing He's lack of skill.

"Hmm, I'll buy one after the creation system is unlocked. The price shouldn't be too expensive."

Xing He has now truly discovered the essence of Creative Mode!

He can take advantage of Creative Mode to experiment with the various mods that enhance his abilities. For example, the Epic Combat mod adds to his combat skills, so he no longer has to just pick up a weapon and hack and slash as before.

Although, he could still overpower opponents with sheer force without needing epic battles.

But who can resist using a cool move?

However, Xing He completely forgot that after the Epic Battle skill was added, he wasn't the only one who learned martial arts.