Starry Sky Railway: Start with some fireworks and have some fun

"Hahaha, Sunday, you're just too much..."

Seeing Jing Yuan and the Cloud Cavalry falling towards her, Hua Huo instinctively wanted to escape. After all, she had committed a crime on the Immortal Ship, and she didn't want to be seen by Jing Yuan.

Danheng led the rest of the train crew out of the Pinocchio Grand Theatre to rest, but Hanabi also planned to sneak away while they weren't looking. However…

"Friend of that person, could you do me a favor?"

Jingyuan's words startled Hanabi for a moment, and then she mechanically turned her head away. Jingyuan smiled and said directly.

"We've just arrived here and don't know anyone. Since you're here, could you help us find the Chaolu Mansion? Xianzhou needs to discuss this matter with the heads of the various family branches. I will definitely reward you handsomely afterward."

Hanabi looked at Jingyuan, momentarily surprised, "You don't recognize me?"

"Young lady, have we met somewhere before?"

Upon hearing this, Hanabi's body suddenly trembled, and a tidal wave of emotions surged within her.

She was the one who single-handedly caused chaos on the Immortal Ship, turning it into a complete mess! She even met Jing Yuan back then, how come he... doesn't remember her? How much time has passed?

Wait, did she cause such a ruckus on the Immortal Ship all by herself? Was there someone else with her...? This is so painful, this feeling is back again.

No, no! How did you get in?

Seeing the thousands upon thousands of Cloud Cavalrymen charging in with overwhelming force, Hanabi suddenly realized the most important question.

This is a dream world. Would the family allow so many imposing Cloud Cavalry soldiers to enter the dream world together? Even the company's junior employees have to stay put in the Daydream Hotel. Why can the Cloud Cavalry soldiers enter the dream directly?

If it were only a small part, it would be fine, but the number of Cloud Cavalry is endless!

Something is wrong, something is so wrong!

"Hey! General Jingyuan, you really don't recognize me?"

Jing Yuan was taken aback for a moment. "Miss, this must be our first meeting! If I've seen you somewhere before, please..."

"no need."

Hanabi slowly took out her button. When Jingyuan saw that she didn't react at all, and at the same time when she often felt that empty and uncomfortable feeling in her heart, she realized it.

"Let's blow it all up! Anyway, this world is fake."

Chapter 154 An Unlucky Sunday

"Hey Sunday, can't you Sky Ring Clan really take off your wings? If you were stuck in a desert and starving, could you take off your little wings to eat? No, wait, that doesn't seem right, you'd easily bleed to death."

By the way, what was your philosophy that led you to this grand idea of ​​a seven-day weekend? I feel that while your idea of ​​a seven-day weekend is tempting, apart from those who immigrated illegally or came at the cost of their entire fortunes, aren't all the people who come to Pinocchio from well-off families? Actually, instead of implementing a seven-day weekend, why not just give people some money so that they don't have to struggle to earn money? That would solve the seven-day weekend problem.

"Seriously, can your body even move? If it can, I suggest you go to the Interstellar Peace Corporation. They're full of wage slaves there, probably itching to get you! Hey, why aren't you talking? What's the point of your mouth if you don't talk? Just for eating... wait, how many pigs would a farm have to feed you to keep you full?! Do you even need to eat now? Something this big would need more feed than a pig farm needs in a day!"

Sunday:……

Is there any way to shut this guy up? Or even plug his ears? Doesn't he get tired of talking so much? I'm annoyed even if he isn't.

Especially when you talk to him with Huang Quan's face on your face, she's supposed to be a cool and beautiful woman, but you've turned her into a nagging old lady!

However, Qinglan seemed to have endless topics to discuss. During his two visits to the system, he constantly asked Sunday all sorts of bizarre questions, which made Sunday want to commit suicide.

Suddenly, Qinglan felt the person in his arms move slightly. He immediately stopped nagging and quietly looked at Huahuo's face.

Then, Hanabi slowly opened her eyes, and her memories quickly returned. Qinglan said softly.

"Little Firework, are you awake? How was your seven-day weekend?"

Hanabi was a little dazed when she first woke up. It wasn't until she saw "Yomi" that she gradually realized what had happened and slowly began to speak.

"How...how did you become her again?"

"Don't worry, no sword was drawn. I won't lose my memory. I'm fine."

Hanabi smiled faintly, then nestled wearily into Aoran's arms. "Darling, the world without you is not joyful at all."

"Me too! I've been waiting here for you to wake up!"

【World-weary novel transfer station 99 2 85 9 3 87 】

Sunday was a day I was forced to eat dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection): ...

Fortunately, the fool has finally woken up, so things should quiet down for a while...

"What's going on? Why have so many people woken up this time?"

Sunday was a little alarmed because his dream of Taiyi had suddenly become disordered. There is usually only one reason for such a disorder: a large number of dreamers have awakened.

But how is that possible? It's possible that one or two clear-headed and intelligent people could see through the dream of Taiyi, but for nearly 50,000 people to awaken at the same time is simply too unbelievable!

Although these people are insignificant in the total population of the Asdna system, their awakening has shaken the dream of the One on Sunday.

"Fool, what have you done?"

Sunday shifted the blame to Hanabi, who had just woken up. Things only turned out this way after she woke up, and Sunday would never believe it had nothing to do with her.

Hanabi, who had just reunited with Aoran, looked somewhat embarrassed after hearing Sunday's question.

"Maybe it's because... Lady Hanabi set off hundreds of small bombs? And just now I detonated one... Hehe!"

Qinglan smiled helplessly, "As expected of you, Little Firework."

Sunday:………

How could he forget that the Masked Fool is no pushover? He should have just sent those two away.

Before he could even react, Sunday suddenly realized that several familiar auras were rushing toward him.

"Are they all awake?"

Seeing this, Qinglan seized the opportunity to pick up Huahuo and jumped directly to the highest point of the Pinocchio Grand Theatre, because he also sensed a very ominous aura.

As a gunshot pierced the sky, the entire Pinocchio seemed to fall into an abyss. Even Qinglan and Hanabi could feel the suffocating sense of powerlessness that filled Pinocchio at that moment.

“Darling, this aura is…”

"That woman from the underworld has drawn her sword again. It seems... they've all woken up! Is this related to you?"

"do not know."

How was your seven-day weekend?

"It's fine as a tourist resort, but staying there for an extended period might be a bit... Besides, the timeline is inherently unchanging, so wouldn't living in that kind of world be much less fun?"

As she spoke, Hanabi hugged Qinglan tightly, "Besides, the world is so boring without you!"

However, when Hanabi hugged it, she accidentally bumped into something soft and bouncy, which dealt another blow to her heart.

"Can't you just change back?"

"Isn't this to resist the invasion of dreams? Hahaha..."

Then Qinglan looked up at the shooting star streaking across the sky, and it seemed that it was no longer necessary.

As the train crew members rushed to the battlefield to confront Sunday, Qinglan couldn't help but smile.

"Perhaps this is a kind of redemption for Sunday!"

"What do you mean?"

"If these people cannot wake up from their dreams, he will become a lonely machine, maintaining the ideal world in his heart, forever... alone."

Hanabi blinked, then looked at Sunday, who was already fighting the train crew again. "But it looks like these guys can't beat them either! After all, the other side is a Commander! If you don't... Oh, the robin is singing! Hahaha, this is so funny, Sunday got betrayed by his sister."

A new discordant note appeared within the Order, and Sunday's body paused for a moment. Then, a train pierced the sky and headed straight for the battlefield, which surprised Qinglan and Hanabi.

"So this thing can actually hit people?"

"I really didn't expect this! But it looks like we're going to lose on Sunday. Sigh! It seems the world of seven-day weekends will always be an unattainable dream!"

Then, Qinglan slowly stood up. Huahuo asked with some confusion, "Honey, what are you going to do? Go steal some kills? Count me in!"

"Ahem, of course we should save the Lord of the Seven Days of Rest! It would be such a waste for such an interesting guy like Sunday to die."

The moment the robin embraced Sunday in the air, the dream ended.

When the robin woke up and went to look for her brother, she received news that shocked her.

"What did you say? My brother... he's missing?"

“That’s right. When we were about to head to the Dream Pool to arrest Mr. Sunday, he had already disappeared. There were no signs of intrusion in the entire room. We are also trying to find his whereabouts.”

.........

On Sunday, I felt a tightness in my chest, as if I were suffocating.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he found himself in a desolate desert, with two people beside him whom he never wanted to see again, saying the most devastating things to him.

"Darling, it's all your fault! Where did you lead us? This is the middle of nowhere!"

"We should leave the Asdna system now, but I don't know where we are. I've already made contact, and we should be able to leave in less than three days. Let's save our rations during this time!"

"Hmph, you'd better not transform into such technically skilled people again! You managed to escape as a silver wolf and end up on a desolate planet. Luckily, the temperature here is still suitable, otherwise Lady Hanabi would have been killed by you! The dry rations are a minor issue, but it seems we don't have enough water for the three of us!"

“It’s alright. He doesn’t have any human rights on Sundays. Drinking my urine is enough. Oh, and don’t waste yours either. Take care of all of it.”

"You're disgusting, but... this is the only way for now."

Sunday:………

Don't take away his right to drink water with just a few words!