Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"If you had bought even one of those Stellway Peregrines with your own money, I would think more highly of you."

"Since when did illegal immigrants who cheat people out of cars and money become able to brag in their dreams with a clear conscience?"

Yan Huan turned around and curiously looked Wan Weike up and down a few times, finding him unfamiliar.

"No, little friend, who are you?"

……

Liumeng Reef.

In front of a large terrace.

Speakers, microphones, mixers, turntables... all sorts of music equipment were brought here by Potio.

"Whoo~"

After putting down the last speaker, Potio gasped for breath.

"Why is it me doing this kind of manual labor, my dear?"

"That kid with wings on his head isn't that skinny, is he? He said he was here to help, but he's acting like a big shot?!"

"I am writing music, Your Excellency Potio." Sunday leaned against the corner of the wall, silently holding a quill pen, drawing a new chord.

"You still want me to write it out on the spot?" Potio narrowed his eyes, quite dissatisfied.

"Are you even capable? You'd be better off having your sister do this."

“Trust him.” Mika patted Potio on the shoulder. “I sensed their extraordinary nature the first time those two siblings came to Dream Reef.”

"You're quite carefree," Potio said, looking at Mikaela with a sigh.

“I almost forgot, you’re the leader here, right? You’re the one who calls the shots.”

"I'm just a night watchman."

Mikael turned slightly and looked at the residents who were carrying musical instruments and rushing over from not far away.

"The owners of Liumeng Reef have always been the people themselves."

"Only you can control your own dreams."

Piano, drum set, violin...

Residents brought all sorts of musical instruments and gathered in this spacious area.

"Will that get rid of those monkeys? Then I'll have to leave it to you!"

The robin, standing behind the mixing console, pursed his lips slightly.

"We are together."

Chapter 1103 Requires Everyone

“Many of them do not trust me, let alone the power of humor.”

"But...they prefer to believe Mr. Michael."

That's why we've gathered here.

Potio nodded slightly at the robin's statement.

“That’s true. After all, you’re part of the family. Even the biggest star has little to do with most people here.”

“I’m afraid it’s not that they trust me,” Mikael shook his head slightly, “but that they never intended to give up on this place.”

"This is the first time that the residents here have been able to personally participate in overcoming all difficulties."

"So, what exactly are you trying to do?" March 7th arrived at the terrace and, seeing such a large commotion, couldn't help but ask.

Mikael explained to March 7th with a smile:

"You might find it... a little unbelievable. But the truth is, this brother and sister are going to use music to cleanse the Dream Reef and find the entrance to the Sleeping Banana Moment."

“Every resident who has been infected with the banana virus joins the performance, making the musical pointers more accurate.”

"Also, Miss March 7th, we've found out where those dream chasers who keep falling into Dream Reef come from."

"Huh? Found it?" March 7 blinked.

"How did it get here? Did it come from another small dream?"

“That’s not the case.” Mika looked at Sunday, who was leaning against the corner writing sheet music.

"Do you know about... the Don't Laugh Challenge?"

"What is that?" March 7th scratched his head.

"It's okay if you don't know."

Mikael's expression was serious.

"Although the family has been trying its best to dissuade dreamers from pursuing their dreams, there is still one thing that has been overlooked."

……

Dream Daydream Hotel.

As the starting point for everyone to enter the dream, the first stop, this place is now bustling with people.

"Ha, would you say we somehow managed to get in by exploiting a bug?!"

"This is interesting. There are no families stationed here. While the Twelve Dreamlands are under repair, we can spend our time here."

"Banana banana~ Dear friends, would you like a sleeping banana monkey? It's free!"

Many banana helpers walked through the crowd, mockingly distributing banana-shaped monkey dolls.

"Come on, everyone has one, let's sleep on bananas together."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep on the banana!" the dream chasers cheered upon receiving the sleeping banana monkey doll.

In the corridors of the Dream Hotel, people were imitating monkeys, performing joyfully, just like a grand party.

Gradually, some partygoers transformed into little monkeys, their eyes glazed over, and as they were pushed by the crowd, they fell from the upper floors of the corridor, shattering into fragments of memory and dissipating...

Therefore, another little monkey was teleported to Liumeng Reef.

"This is really troublesome."

At the elevator entrance, a middle-aged man stroked his stubble and looked at the chaotic scene before him with great sorrow.

There are too many people gathered at the Dream Hotel. It would be too much to ask Galah to solve the problem by himself without killing them.

The monkeys here have greatly diminished cognitive abilities; even if they die, they will not be awakened by emotional fluctuations and will simply be sent to Liumeng Reef.

"Little monkeys! Shouldn't a monkey's life be one of striving and fighting?"

Zhu Jiao happily picked up a baby monkey and threw it off a height in front of everyone.

"Jump down, and you'll get one step closer to the sacred place of the sleeping banana."

"That was the penultimate stop; the pilgrimage of life began there!"

"Any more little monkeys who want to be heroes?!"

"Me, me, me, banana!!"

"I want to be the bravest little monkey!!"

Some dreamers who had not yet been converted eagerly raised their hands, and some even started to climb over the railing and jump down, falling to their deaths, displaying a frenzied state.

"Great, you're all the best!" Zhu Jiao gave them a thumbs up, then looked at Gallagher watching from a distance.

"So what should we do if someone tries to stop us from achieving happiness?!"

"Throw a banana at him!"

"Knock knock knock knock knock...!"

"Let him taste the power of my Monkey King's Tail Whip!"

Hearing the deafening shouts around him, Gallagher knew that these people had been too deeply influenced and were beyond saving.

"To be honest, I have serious doubts about the abilities of the family's senior management."

He raised his hand, and the massive body of the dark purple monster emerged from the shadows, charging towards the crowd with a terrifying aura.

“Even young children wouldn’t be so negligent as to allow so many people to gather here without realizing it.”

……

Liumeng Reef.

"Help! People are falling from the sky!!"

On March 7th, people crouched low, covered their heads, and scurried away, constantly dodging people falling from above.

"My darling, how come there are so many monkeys again?!" Potio's heart sank at the sight. Could Dream Reef possibly hold them all?

"Pottior, move! Where's your equipment?!" March 7th shouted.

"These people can still be saved; we must save them quickly!"

"Oh, right!" Potio slapped his forehead and took out a wooden stick from the lotus flower beside him.

"Wait a minute... With so many people, how long would it take to knock on each one individually?! Is this really how it's used?!"

"Let me do it."

On Sunday, he closed the sheet music, casually walked over to Potio, and held the lotus in his hands.

"Brother, are you ready?" The robin stood up.

"Hmm." Sunday smiled.

"Robin, it's been so long since we played a duet together."

“I remember when I was little… I told you that one day you would be able to sing on a bigger stage.”

“No, brother,” the robin said slowly as it approached Sunday. “It is us.”

Let's play together.