Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

Lin Yuan looked into the distance, where there were company flags, gang graffiti, the holy light of the cult, and the resistance of wandering knights and hunters.

"There will be oppression, there will be resistance, there will be death, there will be new life. There will be all the light and darkness of humanity, and I have seen it all."

"Isn't that great? That's how the real world should be."

"Very good." Lin Yuan nodded, the female singer's music still playing below:

Trying so hard to be free

To make you see what I see.

Hold on to your wishes.

If you can't hold on to me (I hope you can keep your original intentions).

"but......"

Lin Yuan turned his head, his gaze fixed on the same face before him, his eyes burning with an inextinguishable flame.

"I don't need to become a god."

............

"His power has completely enveloped this place, and the influence of mystery on memory is no less than that on memory itself, which means..."

Red-eyed March paused in her voice.

"We are now in another dream."

"Whose dream is it?" Xing asked, setting aside her doubts about the changes in March.

“A dream of delusion, or rather…” she looked up. “The dream of that guy with the light on.”

"Young lady, since you know so much about this place, what should we do now?"

Huang Quan silently walked to the side and took the initiative to ask.

"What should we do? Of course, we should run away. If we don't want to stay here forever. This isn't a place for us."

March looked around at everyone.

"The most powerful people in Pinocchio are all here: that guy who still maintains order and harmony, the Void Commander, the Memory Manipulator, the Star Core Hunter, and the Nameless Guests, oh... even the Star Train."

Her voice became lighter: "I can help you find your way. If we all work together and use the Star Train, we can get out of here together. The chances are great."

March's voice gradually faded as she realized everyone had fallen silent.

"you......"

"March Maiden, what should I do if I want to break this dream?"

Huang Quan gripped the hilt of his sword, raised his eyes, and spoke, his voice calm yet firm.

"You're not trying to shatter the dream of illusion, are you...?" March's voice was somewhat surprised, but she could see the seriousness in everyone's eyes.

"Why... We only have one chance to act. If we choose to shake the dream, we may never be able to get out again."

She shook her head, somewhat puzzled.

"In March, I thought that's what pioneering is like: knowing it's impossible but still doing it anyway."

Suddenly, Xing adjusted his hat, walked up to her, and exuded confidence.

"Since we were able to shatter the dream of Taiyi, we can certainly shatter the dream of delusion and inherit Mikhail's will. It's simply a matter of starting over. If there is no path, we can certainly forge a new one for everyone here!"

That's what the gray-haired girl said.

............

BGM: Let You Down

Chapter 335 Frenzied End of the Road

"She's dead."

Near the top floor of the company building in the distance, a sudden and intense burst of bright flames erupted. A gray streak flashed by in the flames and then disappeared.

Another Lin Yuan's face flickered in and out under the neon lights, his voice carrying a hint of pity.

"It's a pity that she was just an ordinary person. She couldn't fight against the company or the system. She fell at the last step, without even seeing her enemies. Then her companions would avenge her, and then they would fall too."

Generation after generation, there are always those who rebel, always those who sacrifice, as if nothing has changed.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Yuan.

"Is this the world you wanted? My friend."

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

“But you’re different.” A soft laugh came from beside her.

“You have the ability to change the ending to whatever you want.” His tone softened in another part.

"You can use your will to tear all of this down and start over until you reach the ending you desire. You can also end it all, using your power to sweep away all oppressors in an instant and build a perfect world."

There will be no more oppression, no more resistance. There will be no more pointless sacrifices, only protection and peace. And all you need to do is keep going.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, the music below disappeared, and the distant explosion fell silent.

"All of this depends on your single thought." Footsteps sounded, and another version of him took a step forward.

"Let her succeed, or let her fail? Let this universe become what you want it to be, or let it continue to struggle in the quagmire. You... can make your choice."

As the sound faded, only the echo of the wind remained.

A moment later, Lin Yuan opened his eyes. His gaze passed over his other self and looked into the distance, his expression somewhat strange.

"So, who are you?"

"I am you." Faced with this question, the same face raised an eyebrow.

"You are not me. Are you influencing my thoughts, or are you just stalling for time?"

Lin Yuan suddenly chuckled and abruptly asked, "Do you know what the biggest factor affecting the survival of this universe is?"

"What?" The other person's expression shifted slightly.

"Of course—"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yuan suddenly sprang up, his right hand transforming into a palm strike that pierced through the opponent's chest in an instant.

The arm pierced straight through, leaving an empty hole. There was no blood splattering, only swirling, colorful paint slowly flowing out along the wound.

The other person's expression remained unchanged, their calm pupils reflecting the crazy yet exhilarating smile on Lin Yuan's face.

"As expected, it was you from the very beginning!"

Scenes flashed through Lin Yuan's mind like a slideshow: the encounter with Him when he first arrived at Pinocchio, the occasional hazy memories, and Huang Quan's words of advice to him before his departure.

And then there was that seemingly casual remark and reminder when saying goodbye to Gallagher—damn fate is cruel!

At this moment, everything connected, converging into the figure opposite.

The familiar face before me began to look strange, as if it were just a mask painted with oil paint.

"The biggest factor affecting the survival of all people is you—myths!"

The hand piercing through his chest suddenly clenched, and the immense force, imbued with Lin Yuan's strong will, instantly tore the figure in front of him in two!

..........

"Sigh, I really don't understand. It's understandable if one person tries to commit suicide, but if a group of people try to commit suicide, then they are a bunch of idiots."

March sighed softly and slowly walked towards the platform.

"Then let's go. After all, this silly girl is your best friend. Come on—"

The Star Train slowly came to a stop, the doors opened, and Pam peeked out from behind the doors, looking slightly uneasy.

She was the first to board the train on March 7th. She stopped at the door, turned back, and softly spoke:

"Those who want to join this perilous journey can get on board. Since you want to break free from this dream, there is only one way: head towards the sun and break through the illusion."

After saying that, she boarded the train. Unexpectedly, those who had initially tried to dissuade everyone were now the first to make the choice.

"Let's go!"

Xingjiang looked at Welt, Himeko, and Danheng. The group exchanged smiles and nodded.

That's how the nameless travelers are; as long as they're together, there's no place the Star Train can't go.

"Firefly, are you sure you want to join them in this fun?"

Silver Wolf looked up at the silver-white mecha, his face showing confusion.

"I wanted to say this as soon as they made the suggestion: if what that pink-haired girl said is true, we're facing a Star God right now! We could die at any moment!"

"For us Star Core Hunters, life and death are commonplace," Firefly replied calmly.

"Oh dear, you should know that's not what I meant," Silver Wolf said in a low voice.

"I'm just a little disappointed... You finally managed to escape Elio's script and avoid experiencing those three deaths. But I never expected that, after all the twists and turns, you would still have to face life and death in the end... Is it really true that we can't escape fate, and that we are all slaves to it?"

Silver Wolf's expression turned somewhat grave, but a large mechanical hand pressed against her cheek. She looked up and seemed to see a smiling firefly beneath the mask:

"Smile, Wolf. Actually, you're wrong about one thing—in this Pinocchio, the script Elio gave me was already over."

Whatever the outcome of the road ahead, even if I face death, it is a destiny I have written myself.

After the mecha finished speaking, it looked up at the sun in the sky.

"I am happy to be able to go to the final ending with everyone. Even if it is like moths to a flame, even if everything is burned to ashes."

Liu Ying nodded to Yin Lang and stepped onto the train with firm steps.

"Never mind..." Silver Wolf shook his head. "Whatever makes you happy. If anything goes wrong, let Elio have a headache. That guy who likes to spoil the plot, he deserves it."

A vicious smile spread across her face as she got into the car.

Soon, everyone except Huang Quan had entered the observation carriage.

Pam hadn't seen such a crowded scene in a long time. Oh, and Sunday still maintained its "God's Sunday" posture. He was simply too big to fit inside.

"Gentlemen, I will witness your path."

The Lord of the Gods spoke a great voice, while the Yellow Springs gripped the hilt of his sword.