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Demon King: "Alright, I was originally planning to discuss some things with this Miss Memory, but since she's not here, then forget it."

After he finished typing that line, he added another one.

Demon King: "By the way, Uncle Yang, the flow of time in Onfaros might be different from the outside system after you enter."

This time, Walter's reply was a little slower, as if he was digesting the weight of the information.

The geometry of life: "Does time flow at different speeds?"

Demon King: "It's just a possibility, because the flow of time is the same every time I enter, but after I come out, 24 system times are equivalent to ten years of Onfaros."

Demon King: "My method of entry is rather special, so I'm not sure if you'll encounter the same situation as me after you enter."

This time, Walter's replies were longer, as if he was seriously considering the various impacts of this information.

Life's Number: "I understand, but perhaps this is a good thing. Maybe we've only spent a few system times to develop the entire Onfaros."

Lin Si smiled slightly when she saw the message.

That's true; sometimes, the difference in the flow of time can indeed be an advantage.

If the train crew can indeed complete the exploration within a few system hours, they will return before it is even lunchtime outside.

Demon King: "Waiting for your good news, Uncle Yang."

He exited the chat window with Walter and then opened the chat history with Hua Dao.

He flipped through several saved GIFs, picked out a few representative ones, and sent them over.

Demon King: "Director Hua, these are roughly the dances, but there's no need to completely replicate them. Feel free to improvise."

After all, he is a masked fool, a traveler on a joyful path.

Lin Si felt that only doing fixed movements would limit her performance.

He also wanted to see just how much fun a masked fool could generate when given free rein.

The message was sent out and the reply popped up almost instantly, as if Hanabi had been waiting for his message all along.

Sparks flew: "We've been waiting for Boss Lin to say that!"

Sparks fly: "Let the director do whatever he wants? Guaranteed to have fun!"

Sparks fly: "Fireworks smirking emoji"

Lin Si looked at the emoji, smiled, then exited the chat and sent a message to Xingye.

Demon King: "Xing, just give the things to my parents after you bring them over."

Xing didn't reply immediately; she was probably still busy.

He wasn't in a hurry; the things would eventually be delivered anyway.

He put his phone on the bedside table, then pulled the covers over himself and closed his eyes.

"sleep!"

He turned over and quickly fell asleep.

Then he had a dream.

In his dream, he sat in a boundless void.

Not far in front of him, two figures were standing together, as if they were discussing something.

It was headless, or rather, its head was a constantly changing cloud of light that seemed to be scattered and gathered by the wind. Its entire body was like a broken Styx jellyfish, its body composed of spiraling, endless nest-like staircases.

His body was surrounded by various kinds of 'mist' and 'raindrops'.

Mysterious star gods, enigma.

The other one is Aha.

Lin Si subconsciously pushed the wheelchair closer.

Then he heard their conversation.

"You didn't even call me when we destroyed that pile of scrap metal?"

Aha's voice carried a sense of smug satisfaction, as if to say, "This is really interesting."

"Who doesn't know that you and that pile of scrap metal are mortal enemies?"

"Faceless Ghost, you have even less face than Aha!"

Mystery's figure swayed slightly, as if adjusting its "posture".

His voice came from all directions, like pieces of paper scattered by the wind, each carrying a tone from a different direction.

"It's not that you didn't invite me, it's that I didn't want to go, you know?"

He paused.

"And who do you think lost face?"

"You don't even have a head now, and you dare to say I have no face?"

Aha laughed even louder.

"Ahahahaha!"

"Faceless Ghost, who in the entire universe doesn't know that even you and the Interoperability Alliance couldn't reverse the moment when that lump of scrap metal was anchored?"

"You have even less face than Aha!"

Myth: "......."

He was silent for a moment, as if trying to come up with a reason why he had to refute it.

But He couldn’t seem to find a powerful enough word, because what Ahab was talking about was indeed a history recorded throughout the universe.

The story revolves around two star gods joining forces in an attempt to reverse "time," and their ultimate failure.

Seeing His expression, Ahab laughed even harder than before.

"Ahahahaha!"

"Even if I exert all my strength, I'm not worth a single hair of yours!"

"Faceless Ghost, on the track of shamelessness, Aha acknowledges you as the strongest!"

Mystery's figure began to change rapidly, as if some trigger point had been touched.

"#￥￥@（&....！"

The voice He emitted sounded like a disrupted signal, muffled and urgent, as if trying to express some kind of "I am really unhappy" emotion.

But His way of expressing himself seemed to malfunction at this moment.

Lin Si watched this scene from the shadows, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

He looked down at the wheelchair he was sitting in, then looked up at the two people who were having a “fierce exchange,” and then remained silent for a moment.

"Why would I have such a dream?"

His voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

But Aha clearly heard it.

His mask tilted slightly, and his "gaze" fell on Lin Si, carrying a sense of "I've noticed you."

"Wow! What a rare guest!"

"You're dreaming too?"

Lin Si: "......."

He did not answer the question.

He spoke slowly, in a tone that said, "I'm definitely not awake."

"I'm still dreaming. I didn't hear anything. You guys continue."

He turned around, pushing the wheelchair, and slowly moved toward the other end of the void.

Aha's laughter echoed behind him.

"Ahahahaha!"

"Faceless Ghost, did you see that? Even he doesn't want to talk to you!"

"@#￥%……&*!"

Mystery's voice became muffled and urgent again, as if saying something like, "I actually have a lot to say, but my current state is not suitable for saying it."

Lin Si originally wanted to get away from this place.

After all, listening to two 'shameless' guys tease each other is really not very entertaining.

Even if you put the two gods together, you can't make up a complete face.

The things they said about each other were of little reference value to him; it was nothing more than a cyclical argument between "you are more shameful than me" and "you are even more shameful."

However, the influence of the Star Gods on people can have a strong effect even in dreams.

For example, if you face Aha directly, Aha will make a 'laughing' gesture no matter what it is, if Aha doesn't restrain itself.

The same applies to the mystery of the celestial deities.

so.....

Lin Si is now more or less influenced by the two star gods.

Then some 'details' suddenly popped into his head.

The two star gods, Mystery and Mutual, were whispering to each other, asking Mystery what was going on.

Will we win?

Myth answered confidently without hesitation.

"We will win!"

Mutual understanding and misconceptions pointed at the Venerable Master of Knowledge and said,

"Scrap metal! You're the real challenger!"

Then the scene shifts, and Mysticism and Mutual Weakness lie on the ground, facing the Venerable One.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't make Your Excellency enjoy himself to the fullest!"

Bo Shizun's electronic eyes flashed red.

“You are respectable opponents. I will probably never forget you for the rest of my life.”

Lin Si: "......."

He swore it was a scene that suddenly popped into his head!

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"Haa!"

Lin Si opened her eyes, rolled over, and stretched out her arms.

He raised his arms above his head and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Cool!"

Seriously, nothing is more blissful than a good night's sleep.

Especially last night's dream, although the content wasn't very informative, at least proved that his brain was indeed resting.

He picked up his phone, the screen lit up, and several messages popped up. Xing replied to his message.

Xing: "Bro, all done!"

The message consisted of just three simple words, accompanied by a "Pam OK" emoji. Lin Si smiled but didn't press for details; as long as the item was delivered, that was fine.

Director Hua hasn't replied yet; he's probably busy choreographing the dance moves. He's not in a hurry, since the final film will take some time to be completed anyway.

He glanced at the time; the system time was 2 PM.

"Big monster!"

He called out towards the door.