Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Forget it, it's not important."

"I'm here to congratulate you."

"Today, Star Train has indeed become a member of the Pinoconi board of directors."

On Sunday, I truly said:

"With your checks and balances, I believe the company and the family will be more cautious about doing anything outrageous."

"..."

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes:

"So what exactly are you here for?"

"Consider it a farewell ceremony."

On Sunday, he stood up, dusted off his sleeves, and didn't even glance at his beautiful wife on the bed behind him.

"Next, I need to say goodbye to the others. Do you still have [Yimeng Sleep Aid Drink]?"

These days, even though they are now free men, they can no longer freely enter the family hotel on Sundays.

If you want to fall asleep again, [Yimeng Sleep Aid Drink] is the best choice.

"You little brat, why didn't you let me go last time when I tried to smuggle myself out?"

Do you know how many wanted posters I have?

Sunday shrugged:

“That’s the rule, and besides… I’ve never issued a warrant for your arrest. Those notices were drawn up by the hound family.”

“Using non-compliant dream entry facilities to enter a dream can indeed easily lead to danger.”

Sunday slowly turns around:

"In the Dream Pool, if a guest encounters danger in the dream, they will be forcibly awakened."

"But if an unregulated dream-entering device is used, the only way to force yourself to wake up is through intense emotional fluctuations."

"For ordinary people, it is [death]."

"But some people, if even [death] cannot awaken their spirit, then they are truly in a vegetative state."

“Both of us have our own methods for dealing with dreams, so using this non-compliant device is not a big deal.”

"Or rather, all we need is [dream positioning]."

"It allows us to accurately locate the dream of Pinocchio within the realm of memories, rather than entering someone's wild dream."

"Stop babbling, you want a drink, right? Here you go..."

Yan Huan lay on the bed and impatiently threw out a bottle of [Yimeng Sleep Aid Drink].

On Sunday, I reached out and calmly accepted it.

"Thanks."

As he opened the bottle and drank it all in one gulp, Yan Huan's phone camera had already been turned on.

As Sunday collapsed heavily onto the soil in the ecological park, Yan Huan sent the footage to Robin.

[Look, your brother is leading the criminal smuggling operation. You should turn your back on him for the greater good.]

Soon, the robin sent a reply.

[Huh? Brother entered the dream world so quickly? I need to get ready too...]

[?] Yan Huan frowned:

[Please, he's illegally crossing the border! As a law-abiding citizen, shouldn't you stop him?]

[ah……]

There was a few seconds of silence.

The robin hesitated before sending a reply.

[Should I... report this?]

Chapter 818 can't be heard by you either.

Inside a bar.

Yan Huan was sitting at the bar playing games.

In a corner, a male and a female member of the Tianhuan Clan were whispering to each other.

"Since you all came, this place has never been quiet."

Shu Weng placed a special drink next to Yan Huan, but did not receive a reply.

"?"

"What are you playing, and why are you taking it so seriously?"

Shu Weng leaned closer and saw that Yan Huan also turned away at the same time, blocking her phone screen.

"???"

All Shu Weng could hear was this sound coming from the phone.

'Ah~ so you're not the person I'm waiting for. Get off my lap...'

'Hero, you've finally arrived... I... I don't know him.'

'Yeah, you've worked hard, hahaha.'

"Um, I made some bento boxes, would you like some?"

'He can cook for himself.'

"emmmm..."

Yan Huan silently turned off the screen, picked up the special drink beside her, and drank it all in one gulp.

After letting out a long sigh, he looked up at the sky and exclaimed:

"The new world should not have slaves..."

"So what were you playing just now?"

"nothing."

Yan Huan turned around, glanced at Shu Weng, and then looked at the deserted bar except for Sunday and Robin.

He couldn't help but ask:

"Why aren't your buddies outside coming in?"

Outside the bar, a large group of monsters from the Dream Theatre Troupe huddled at the entrance, silently watching everything inside.

"Let me make this clear first, I've never fought with the Dream Theatre Troupe here. I just cleared up some mysteries along the way."

"I understand," said Shu Weng with a faint smile.

"Maybe they... just aren't very familiar with you?"

"Or perhaps, it's because I'm afraid of hurting you."

"I see." Yan Huan nodded slightly.

"That's true. Life safety is the most important thing. I have to protect myself."

"So, we're just going to have to stay here and be the guardians of those two siblings?"

Following Yan Huan's words, Shu Weng also looked at Sunday and the robin in the corner of the bar, and smiled faintly:

"After all, their identities are sensitive."

"My bar doesn't usually have many customers, so it's really suitable for talking about things that are hard to talk about and meeting people that are not usually easy to meet."

"So how does your bar make money?"

Yan Huan couldn't help but ask.

This wasn't his first time at this bar, so he naturally knew about it.

It's nominally a bar, but it's actually more like some kind of orphanage.

When the bar is empty, the Dream Theatre Troupe from outside comes in to perform, and they seem to have a pretty good relationship with Shu Weng.

It's more like the relationship between an orphanage director and orphans.

But doing charity also comes at a price.

The Dream Theatre Troupe are all monsters; they bring very little to the bar.

According to Yan Huan's estimate, it's likely that Shu Weng is operating at a loss, paying out of his own pocket.

After all, this bar is quite large.

Even if there are fewer customers, the cost of raw materials will be reduced accordingly, but other expenses such as rent, electricity, and miscellaneous taxes still add up...

"Friend, are you a hidden millionaire?" Yan Huan asked.

Doing charity requires real resources.

"A tycoon? I wouldn't call him that." Old Shu smiled.

"But I do have some savings."

"Relying solely on savings won't work," Yan Huan pointed out the problem with the bar.

"If this bar continues to be unprofitable, in addition to financial problems, it will also attract other people to investigate."

"Unless you have powerful connections, someone will always be eyeing this location... to do something more profitable."

As in other worlds, acquiring land in Pinocchio for business purposes will certainly incur taxes.

You can only pay more if you earn more.

Conversely, if you earn less, and other businesses that are earning more are vying for the same location...