Collapse Iron: The Five Heroes of the Clouds Won't Let Me Go

"My friends, it is a pleasure to know you all, and an honor to share your hardships. May the pure and beautiful goddess Idrila bless you!"

After the crisis was over, Silver Branch boarded her own spaceship and prepared to leave.

"I'm sorry, but my journey cannot stop here in order to follow Idrila. I look forward to seeing you all again!"

Xing held a handkerchief, tears streaming down her face:

"Waaah, take good care of yourself, Silver Branch. Let's spar again next time."

"Oh, my dear friend, I am truly delighted by your sincere heart."

March 7th twitched the corner of her mouth:

"You two have only known each other for a short time, stop being so sentimental!"

Cheng Xiao: "Perhaps this is what true friendship is."

Dan Heng: "The number of non-existent memories has increased."

The train's next stop had already been decided.

Himeko initiates a train meeting:

"Although the family invited us this time, I only reported four people to the person in charge before, but now there are so many more people."

Xing: "So what? Just resubmit it."

Walter shook his head:

"It's not easy to operate. Pinocchio is a dreamland, a world-renowned money pit and paradise. Every spot to enter the dream is worth a fortune."

Himeko said with a hint of apology:

"No rush, I might talk to the front desk after the train arrives."

Cheng Xiao stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then had an idea:

"The family should have a quota of free Immortal Boats available. I'll check with Jing Yuan to confirm."

It was later confirmed that the Immortal Boat and the family did indeed have a lot of cooperation. In order to forge a friendship with the Immortal Boat, the family would provide the Immortal Boat's diplomats with an internal entrance to the dream world at any time.

Bai Heng: "That makes things much easier! Now everyone can have a blast at Pinocchio!"

Himeko nodded: "Yes, it's been a long time since I got off the bus to check things out."

After finalizing the plan, everyone split into three groups.

Dan Heng, Bai Heng, and Cheng Xiao, as the Immortal Boat Group, will use the diplomatic channel.

Himeko and Welt then handed over the duties to the family members on behalf of the train.

On March 7th, Xing and I will act freely, or we can wait for Danheng and the others to act together.

After the meeting, Pam started the train again; he didn't want to experience being swallowed by insects again.

A place of grand events, a place of dreams, a place of joy—Pinocconi has arrived!

Xing sat up from the sofa. She had just had a very strange dream in which she was stabbed by a woman.

It wasn't until March 7th that Xing's dazed mind cleared up.

"Oh dear, why are you still asleep? Let's get off the bus!"

On March 7th, Xing took his hand and got off the bus with everyone else.

Cheng Xiao crossed his arms, remaining cautious and silent.

The train stopped at the port, and the group embarked on their first stop at Pinocchio: the Daydream Hotel.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a grand event venue; the magnificent hotel lobby is bustling with people, and even the sofas and tables are adorned with gold trim and diamonds.

The restaurants on both sides had countless floors; on the seventh day of the third month, one could not see the top of the buildings, only the twinkling stars in the sky.

Hundreds of waiters awaited the arrival of the enormous, sprawling hotel reception area.

The naive young girls exclaimed with the kind of admiration one would expect from country bumpkins.

Xing: "I bet the trash cans here are extremely prone to overflowing."

Dan Heng: "Your focus is really weird. Compared to the trash can, any decoration in here is worth a fortune."

March 7th: "See? You still need to study a lot, otherwise you won't even be able to out-earn as much as others when you're robbing things."

Xing: "Going through the trash isn't illegal!"

As everyone was joking around, Himeko was about to go to the front desk to register her information when a brother and sister walked over.

The Celestial Ring Clan, with wings on their ears and rings on their heads, is considered an angelic race.

It was Sunday and the robin.

An orderly and elegant older brother and a graceful and composed young woman—such a pair would attract attention wherever they go.

March 7th covered her mouth, saying in disbelief:

"I'm not seeing things, am I? It's a robin! I was just listening to your latest album!"

The robin laughed gracefully and happily:

"My brother and I are here to welcome everyone on the Starry Sky Train. I'm so glad you like my song."

Xing quickly said:

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get an autograph!"

March 7th: "Yes, yes, this is a rare opportunity."

Xing: "Hehehe, I'm sure I can get a good price for this."

March 7th: "This is meant to be a collector's item, you bastard!"

I spoke with Walter and Himeko on Sunday and told them that the train information had already been registered.

"Ms. Himeko, please rest assured that the train crew can directly enter the dream. We hope that Pinocchio will bring you a wonderful experience."

Sunday's words were impeccable; no wonder he became the head of the family at such a young age.

After some socializing, Sunday secretly observed the other members of the train.

[Fox people? According to the information gathered earlier, there shouldn't be any fox people on the train. Are they passengers from the celestial ship?]

On Sunday, after some thought, I decided to try using tuning.

In an instant, an overwhelming pressure swept over them.

Sunday, as an excellent harmonizer, is extremely skilled at tuning.

The power of harmony allows him to see many things that are invisible to the naked eye.

Beside the fox-man, a man smiled at him, but the shadow of death had already enveloped Sunday's soul.

Ignoring the potential backlash, I hurriedly stopped adjusting the rhythm on Sunday, my back already soaked with cold sweat.

If he hadn't gritted his teeth and persevered, he probably would have collapsed on the ground by now on Sunday.

He would have died. If he had tested him for even one more second, he would have died.

Just like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, the power of modulation will only kill itself when it comes into contact with a being of a higher level.

A messenger? No, even a messenger wouldn't be that exaggerated.

Judging from their clothing, they are from the Immortal Ship, and they are with the fox people. Who are they?!

On Sunday, his face was extremely grim. An unknown, extremely powerful individual had arrived, bringing even greater uncertainty to his plans.

Just as he was worrying, a joyful voice rang out:

"I only intended to make friends with the nameless passengers on the Starry Sky Train, but I never expected to meet Mr. Cheng Xiao. Today is truly my lucky day!"

The crowd was drawn to the flamboyant yet magnetic voice, and then a man with dazzling blond hair, dressed like a peacock, walked over.

The logos and bodyguards behind them indicate the influence of the company.

"Good morning everyone, excuse me, I'm Shajin, a company employee here on vacation, and I'd like to make friends with you all~"

Sand Gold spread his hands to show that he meant no harm.

Cheng Xiao exclaimed with delight, "Oh my, it's placer gold! What a coincidence!"

Although encountering placer gold was expected, I was still very happy to meet the people.

Sand Gold took off his colorful glasses and jogged over to Cheng Xiao.

"Sir, your presence here is the greatest surprise I've ever had. I've prepared a high-quality, nutritious breakfast for you; please do me the honor of coming and enjoy it."

"Haha, that's thoughtful of you. Why don't you get to know my companion first?"