Star Dome Railway: Why Life Sighs

Afterwards, Xing came to the VIP lounge in a daze, where the train crew and Bai Lu were waiting. She heard San Yueqi's voice from a distance: "That woman actually said that Ban Xia Ge was dead, how is that possible?"

"Indeed, logically speaking, death is impossible in dreams."

"That's why I said that woman was simply lying to us. Brother Banxia is..." After saying this, Sanyue looked around and said in a voice that only they could hear:

"He is the envoy, who in Pinocchio can kill him? It can't be the Dream Master."

“No, it shouldn’t be. If it was really the dream master, the family would have sent someone to look for us long ago. After all, Banxia is also an unknown guest.

Judging from the current situation, the dream master should be dead. But where did Banxia go..."

At this time, Black Swan and Star came to them.

"Ms. Jizi, look, I brought the child back as promised."

"Xing, are you okay? I couldn't find you in reality or in my dreams, I was so worried..." San Yueqi asked with concern.

"Where's Brother Banxia?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't find him, but please consider him dead for now," said the Black Swan.

"Do you remember those six blood-red scars that cut through the dark night during the golden hour? Those were the enemies he faced..."

……

After sorting out the existing clues, the train crew began to discuss.

"Jizi, what do you think of Miss Black Swan?"

"Don't trust her words. There are many deliberate inductions. It has been confirmed that the family has been invaded by the Order. Except for Sunday from the Oak family, the other family heads have avoided seeing him... I suspect he was the one who did it. Now the other family heads are probably in trouble."

"Family strife? Mr. Sunday is not going to purge the other families and leave only the Oak family."

“The biggest possibility is to make other families belong to the oak family.”

At this moment, everyone's cell phones suddenly rang at the same time, and someone sent them an audio message.

"Ahem, can you hear me? Starry Sky Train, long time no see - is Pinocchio fun?" Silver Wolf's voice sounded.

"This is... that little hacker girl." March 7 shouted.

"Let me be serious. I know you have many doubts now, but I can tell you that Banxia is not dead. He is alive and well. He has almost completed the task. When you find him, you will know the whole truth.

Enter this code into your Dream Pool, which is the device used for dreaming, and go to the hidden map to have a look, maybe there will be a surprise... The location coordinates are all packed for you, here, just copy them with one click.

And - I'm sure you've heard about Sam. Look forward to it. He has a simple personality and likes fair wins and losses. He will definitely get along well with you. I hope you won't be overwhelmed by his enthusiasm!

Oh, he asked me to tell you: In the unreachable dream, the curtain is about to begin - come on, all forces have started to move, Wumingke, don't fall too far behind!

By the way, let me ask you one last question. Do you think... you can defeat a Commander who has lost control? That's it. Bye."

"This group of star core hunters... actually have a plan in Pinoconi as well. They are really a nuisance!"

“The situation is very clear. Whether it is the family’s internal strife or the issue surrounding the “watchmaker’s legacy”, all parties are ready to make a move.

"Molten Knight" Sam is said to be a remnant of Grammer's Iron Cavalry. He is a genetically modified warrior with different cognition from ordinary people. He acts decisively and leaves no room for maneuver. He is as dangerous as Kafka and Blade.

The hidden map that Silver Wolf mentioned must be the blocked dream. For the sake of follow-up considerations, we really need to visit the scene. If the family asks, we will say that we are tracking down the star core hunter. "Walter said in a deep voice.

However, what exactly did she mean by that last sentence? Could it be that the envoy who lost control was Brother Banxia? If that was the case, then we definitely couldn't defeat him! After all, the previous envoy of Fengcao was hunted down by Xianzhou for nearly a thousand years and he was not killed. How could we possibly defeat him?

Could it be a harmonious messenger? Well, it is very likely..."

"You all seem to have some confusion, I wonder if you can discuss it with me..."

While the train crew was still discussing, Sunday suddenly appeared beside them.

"As the actual person in charge of Pinoconi, I have an obligation to help you solve your difficulties."

Sunday was still smiling at this time, but everyone inexplicably felt an unknown danger emanating from Sunday.

"Hello, Mr. Sunday, we just received a threatening letter from the Star Core Hunters and will track them down."

"Oh~ So that's how it is. It's really the family's fault for scaring the guests. I will send people to help you hunt them down. After all, the Star Core Hunters are very dangerous. I believe you won't refuse..."

"Of course, Mr. Sunday, I appreciate the family's help..."

"I have something else to do, so I won't bother you any more. The family members will always protect you. If you have any questions, you can tell them and they will notify me immediately. Goodbye."

After saying that, Sunday left, and all the train crew members frowned.

"It seems that Mr. Sunday wants to monitor us. He has become suspicious of us."

"Well, and have you noticed that his behavior and attitude are completely different from before..."

"So what should we do now? The family members are following us all the time, and we can't move freely at all."

"It's okay. I believe Miss Black Swan will help us."

Chapter 168 Masked Fool Sunday

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Sunday was concentrating on observing the current situation in his dream when the famous singer Miss Robin suddenly came over and greeted him warmly.

Sunday didn't even raise his head, but squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Fool, if it wasn't necessary, I would strangle you to death right now."

"Wow, the chicken wing boy has grown up now and doesn't even want to pretend? Oh~ sorry, I forgot, you have gone crazy..."

Miss Mockingbird changed the subject and her tone became teasing. Her body began to change, gradually transforming into the appearance of Fireworks, and continued to tease Sunday.

Sunday said calmly: "Watch your words, fool, I am in good spirits, and I still have to host the Harmony Ceremony, how could I be crazy..."

"What's the point of deceiving yourself? Forget it, you won't agree with it anyway, so why not discuss something more interesting?"

"I have nothing to discuss with you. You just need to play the role of "Mockingbird" and appease the guests. You don't need to worry about the rest... uh... hiss..." Sunday wanted to speak calmly, but the actual situation did not allow him to do so. The splitting headache appeared again...

"That's so boring~ Look, you can't control yourself anymore, don't you want to have something fun?"

At this moment, Hua Huo's eyes fell on Sunday. At this moment, the aura exuded by Sunday was exactly the same as that of Ban Xia who had been riding with him not long ago.

That is the unique breath of "joy"

Hanabi couldn't help but wonder, how long can the chicken wing boy hold on? Will he eventually tear off his moral disguise as she expected?

Recalling her first encounter with Banxia, ​​Hanabi did not notice anything unusual. Even Sangbo did not have any doubts about it. After all, it was normal for Banxia to carry the blessing of joy.

Plus, his own mental state wasn't good to begin with, so even if something earth-shattering happened, Hanabi wouldn't be too surprised.

However, Sunday gave Hanabi a completely different feeling. This elegant and kind-hearted man who always maintained a perfect image and a stable mood made Hanabi curious. She really wanted to see what kind of scene would appear when such a person fell into madness. Perhaps, this would be a unique and good show.

"Alas~ Banxia was already crazy. The blessing of joy hundreds of years ago could not bring him any pain at all...it could only stimulate his nature.

But you can’t…”

Then Hanabi took out a button and handed it to Sunday: "This is a secret bomb that Master Hanabi has painstakingly researched. It can blow up the entire Pinocchio... Why don't you help me distribute it? This way, the guests will definitely accept it."

"...bomb...yes, if I can't achieve my ideal, I will...erase Pinocchio, and then I will build a new Pinocchio...and establish a new "order"

My sister is dead... I must complete my ideal paradise, I must complete it!!!

Ah, no…can’t…can’t!!!” Hua Huo saw his pain but remained indifferent until Sunday returned to normal.

Finally, Sunday took over a large number of buttons from Hanabi and will hand them out personally to Pinocchio guests.

But this is not the end. Just as Sunday was about to turn around and leave, Hanabi took out a mask from somewhere and put it on Sunday.

"Well, that makes sense. Of course, you can take it off if you don't like it. Who can resist a boy with chicken wings wearing a rooster mask?" Hanabi smiled with her hands on her hips.

Sunday touched the mask on his face and not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he felt extremely comfortable.

"No, I like this mask very much." He smiled.

"To be honest, you are now very suitable to be the Masked Fool~ Masked Fool Sunday, it's a nice name~"

But Sunday did not respond, instead he put one hand around Hanabi's neck.

"Why should I listen to you... You should listen to me and continue to play the role of the robin... Only when the robin exists can Pinocchio maintain order.

As for the other families... they are obstacles to my great ambitions. Now they are unable to take care of themselves and manage Pinocchio... I should be the one to take control...

Yes, it’s such a simple truth, why didn’t I think of it before…” Sunday muttered to himself like a madman.

"It seems you are really crazy."

"I'm not crazy, everything I do is for all living beings!!" Sunday roared angrily, fortunately no one else around heard it, otherwise something bad would have happened.

"Look at your ugly posture now... Tsk tsk tsk, why can't you be more open and honest like me, Hanabi-sama, and admit your actions?"

Sunday's hand on Hanabi's neck was getting stronger and stronger, but Hanabi herself looked calm and didn't seem to care at all.

Sunday suddenly picked up Hanabi, threw her towards the railing, and watched her fall from a height.

Then he lowered the mask on his face little by little, covered his forehead with one hand, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the other side, with the help of Black Swan, the train crew input the code given by Silver Wolf into the Dream Pool and began to head to the Daydream Hotel in the dream...

On the way to the front desk, Black Swan and Xing suddenly discovered that Huang Quan was also here, and there were many corpses of memory domain memes around her.

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"Why are you here..."

Huang Quan thought about it carefully, and finally answered: "I'm lost."

Black Swan frowned and looked at Huang Quan. She did not tell the train crew about Huang Quan...

The lady who checked into the hotel under the name of "Sea Patrolman" was a "self-destructor"... She even had a bold guess that Huang Quan had killed Banxia.

To be even bolder, Huang Quan himself is a messenger!

Apart from the envoy, she couldn't think of anyone else who could kill Banxia in her dream.

On Xing's side, they were also wary of Black Swan. The train crew did not tell Black Swan about Banxia's identity as an envoy, nor did they tell her that Banxia was still alive.

But as to whether the black swan would snoop into their memories and learn these things, they had no way of knowing.

Chapter 169 Robin

Liumeng Reef

Banxia had already visited Liumeng Reef under the guidance of Misha, and he was teaching a group of children about biology. Banxia's lecture was lively and interesting, and the children listened with great interest.

Not far away, Miss Robin, who was believed to be dead on Sunday, was teaching a group of children to sing.

I don’t know how long it took, but Banxia stopped teaching and let the children digest the lesson, while he took out a book and read.

"Mr. Banxia, ​​can I chat with you for a while?"

Banxia looked up and saw the robin walking up to him, looking at him with a smile.

"Well, yes."

The half-summer plant grew a chair for the robin to sit on.

"Actually, I've always wanted to talk to you, but I never found the opportunity."

"Oh, what do you want to say?" Out of politeness, Banxia closed the book, looked at the robin and answered.

"I have been to many planets, and your reputation has spread everywhere. Even after seven hundred years, you have made it possible for many backward and barren planets to survive in peace. I want to know, what drives you to do these things?"

"I just... did what I could." Banxia smiled slightly and looked into the distance, as if she remembered something.

"In the past years, I have encountered many people and things. Some planets were devastated by war, and some lives were struggling with diseases... Whenever I saw these, I couldn't help but want to help them."

Miss Robin listened quietly, with a glimmer of admiration in her eyes.

"I believe that every life has its own value and meaning. Whether it is a powerful race or a weak individual, they should be respected and treated equally." Banxia paused and continued.

There is no doubt that this is just a polite statement. Perhaps for Banxia, ​​who lives 700 years later, this is indeed the case; however, 700 years ago, the truth was not so simple...

His real purpose was just to expand his own reputation and influence. All his efforts and everything he did were just stepping stones to avenge his blood feud...

At first, Banxia carefully planned how to get rid of the evil spirit, and hoped to use the power of General Xianzhou to jointly eliminate Shuhu. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and in the end he not only failed, but also fell into the control of the evil spirit.

Although his intentions were not pure, he did do good things, so his merits and demerits were mixed. Therefore, Banxia did not care about the praise or abuse of others.

As for why some people scolded him, of course it was those profiteers who wanted to sell grain at high prices to make money from the war. Because of the seeds he developed, the price of grain dropped to the lowest level, and grain could grow no matter how it was planted...

He still remembered that he seemed to be on the blacklist of a trade organization at that time. Then, in order to avoid trouble involving the Star Train, he made a phone call to Augustus. Six system hours later, the other party no longer existed and disappeared forever in the universe.

I really miss it...When I was bored, there would always be bugs jumping under my nose, which would amuse me and help me kill time.

“I see…” Miss Mockingbird nodded thoughtfully, “Your actions have indeed given hope and courage to countless lives.

It feels much better than teaching others to sing on the front line..."