Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"I didn't expect you to actually save me, brother. I'll burn credits for you," Xing said, sitting on the other bench, covering her face and weeping.

"Stop pretending, I'm fine. Besides, I even got eight hundred small targets from that gold dust guy. Check if it's true." Qiong walked down the stairs and handed the chips in her hand to Xing.

Xing's eyes widened, her blue pupils filled with question marks, as if she couldn't understand how Qiong could get so many gold coins from just one trip to the wilderness.

"Eight hundred small goals?! Did you kidnap his son? Or his mother? You leaked so much? And you just gave it to me like that?"

Qiong put her hands in her pockets. "Otherwise what? What if it's fake? I'll make you go after him. Hack his account and then post him online."

"You're quite vengeful. Let me check." Xing placed his hand on the chips, then said calmly, "About a year ago, the transaction records show approximately three trillion, with over two hundred billion remaining. Did that bastard you killed have a grudge against him?"

Xing stood there pondering, feeling that something was off. "Did you use cheat codes? Or did you try to increase your favorability with that Sand Gold? This shouldn't be the case. Are all the rich people here so extravagant? According to my calculations, this amount could buy a sizable meteorite."

Qiong rested her chin on her hand and pondered, "Meteorites...hiss, I think I've found a quick way to make money. Send your Doomsday Beasts out to mine."

"That makes sense, but wait, what are we going to do with so much money?"

"Sis, you don't understand. What are we? Interstellar travelers, nameless guests. How can we travel if we don't have any money in our pockets? Do we have to beg Uncle Yang and Brother Hua like children to buy things? That would be too embarrassing."

As Qiong spoke, she thought of March 7th.

"Look at March, she shops online every day and never saves any money. This is a bad habit, we can't..."

"Hey, I could hear you talking about me behind my back from way here. Tell me, what did I do to offend you?"

Qiong pointed at March and smiled slightly, "Hey, see? What I said came true."

March 7th said irritably, "What do you mean 'what you say comes true'? I rushed here without stopping, and as soon as I arrived, I heard you all gossiping behind my back. My heart aches. Our friendship has capsized."

Xing covered her mouth and chuckled, "It flipped over? It's okay, it'll flip back over after a little more anger."

March 7th crossed her arms and sulked, "I'm so angry! I'll give each of you an arrow and see if you can turn this around."

Qiong and Xing opened their hearts directly, stretching out their arms.

"Come on, I'm thick-skinned, whatever makes you happy."

"Go ahead and shoot. I recover quickly. I'll leave everything to you."

Enraged, March 7th drew his bow, shouting, "You guys, I'll really shoot..."

Walter had just come down the stairs when he saw this scene that seemed to be an internal conflict. "Little March! Friends can talk things out if they have any conflicts. You're being a bit petty, drawing your bow and shooting arrows."

Xing and Qiong immediately launched into a performance, sliding to their knees and drifting to the stairs, wailing at Walter, "Uncle Yang, March...she...she...she's going to kill us over a single sentence! This train really can't tolerate us outsiders. Waaah~"

Even Walter could see the problem with such exaggerated acting.

What did you say to Little March?

"Whatever makes you happy."

"I'm leaving everything to you."

"anything else?"

Qiong frankly stated, "Don't learn this bad habit of shopping online every day and never saving money."

Hoshino also frankly admitted: "The ship of friendship capsized? It's okay, we can get back together after a little arguing."

Upon hearing this, Walter retorted, "Gossiping behind someone's back is indeed inappropriate, but Little March's behavior was also somewhat excessive. This..."

“It’s simple, give each of them fifty lashes.” Hua Wu walked over slowly, carrying nunchucks in his hand.

March 7th can't stand the sound, this person is the kind who feels uncomfortable if he doesn't cause trouble for a day.

They started by blowing up a Pinocchio, giving everyone a spectacular surprise.

"Hua Wu! You're the one who deserves the most punishment! We were taking pictures together, and then, bang! I flew out of the Pinocchio. It's left me dizzy and disoriented. I'll give you an arrow first!"

Chapter 268 Qiong: If I don't kill him, he'll cast a curse on me!

Hua Wu took three steps back, as if facing a formidable enemy, "Wow, I'm so scared! Xing Xiao, save me!"

March 7th: ?

Without any reaction, her expression changed more suddenly than a phone being smashed in her face in the middle of the night: "Huh? I haven't ejaculated yet."

A hand appeared and placed on March 7's shoulder. "Are you going to attack him?"

On March 7th, she turned her head and saw a hand on her shoulder, which terrified her.

"A ghostly hand in my dream?! But there was only one hand..."

Walter stepped forward. "Ms. Starshine, please show yourself."

The hand slowly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Walter frowned and looked at Hua Wu. "Why did Xingxiao do this? What did you say to her?"

Qiong raised his hand and said, "I know that. Xingxiao said he was afraid of scaring us, so he used imaginary number projection."

Hua Wu smiled and said, "Her true form is in the same subspace, but she can switch places with the projection at any time. What do you think? The method I suggested was used a long time ago to monitor Yan Qing and fool Bai Lu's guardian."

Upon hearing this, March 7th stomped his foot and exclaimed, "Isn't this even scarier?!"

Hua Wu spread his hands, "Being able to experience the Ghost Game in the Land of Dreams is a great deal, isn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xingxiao's head appeared in his hand.

Xingxiao's head blinked around Huawu. "Hmm, indeed. Since Huanlong and Fenfeng have gone on vacation, I can try out her destructive aesthetics and start from the human heart."

"Fellow passengers of the Star Train, rest assured, the gaze of destruction has not yet reached you. Furthermore, you do not belong to the category of 'civilization.'"

"Lord Nanook only targets decaying 'civilizations,' but all civilizations decay one day. Of course, you can try to save a decaying civilization and bring it back on track."

Hua Wu started waving the projection of Xing Xiao around, saying, "Don't promote this stuff. While some civilizations are indeed incorrigible and deserve to be bombed, most problems are inevitable due to the trends of historical development."

"Hua Wu, stop now. Tell me your real reason for blowing up Pinocene. Do you have another purpose?"

Seeing Walter's serious expression, Hua Wu couldn't hold back anymore. He had just acted impulsively and stomped his foot for no reason at all.

The previous claims about the safety of dreams were just empty excuses.

Looking at the light from the streetlights, he thought of the first king who had disappeared under the starlight.

"Okay, to alleviate my loneliness. Since the self-immolation wind broke down, I've never found a super-articulated, sound and light true bone sculpture figure like this again. I had nothing better to do, so I stomped my foot."

"This reason... you can't control your own power?"

Hua Wu nodded. "Yes. But I sometimes have a sudden urge to act impulsively or get handsy, especially in unfamiliar environments."

March 7th frowned, "Uh...how come this never happened when you were on the train for so long?"

Hua Wu sighed, "I put up a barrier inside the train, but not here. Although I added one outside, most people don't seem to be satisfied with my masterpiece. Sigh, these people are so hard to please."

Hearing this, March 7th was speechless. "At least there aren't any random things anymore, like those dancing doomsday beasts. But the Daydream Hotel is already a bloodbath, and the situation is still worsening. Also, the family hasn't shown up, and the only one who has..."

At this point, March 7th looked at Qiong and said, "You killed him."

Qiong looked bewildered, then smiled knowingly, "Huh? He's going to curse me! If I don't kill him, he'll kill me! Besides, someone wants his life and is willing to spend credits on him."

March 7th shook his head. "Are we some kind of yakuza organization? This is getting weird!"

"Are we completely unable to clear our name?"

Xing shook her head. "No, no, no, I can wash it. Let me bring the legion over to put on a show."

On March 7th, looking up at the sky, he sighed, "The future we've been pioneering is utterly bleak."

Qiong retorted, "It is precisely because the future is shrouded in darkness that we are needed to illuminate it. Moreover, the family cannot operate on a Sunday only. Therefore, the family's failure to address its affairs cannot be excused! It also demonstrates the family's corrupt policies, with the higher-ups indulging in a life of debauchery and oblivion."

Qiong raised his protective lance high, "And this crumbling Pinocchio needs us to give it a bright and clear future!"

Walter glanced at the message on his phone, his face darkening. "According to Himeko's investigation, someone poisoned the Asahi Mansion, and the entire family was poisoned. Several witnesses said that Sunday was the last person to leave the Asahi Mansion. Moreover, Sunday also attacked their companions."

Qiong was indignant. "Hey, I told you, Sunday was no good."

Xing also looked indignant, "Sure enough, I knew it. How could my brother be wrong? He risked his life to save me."

March 7th shook his head helplessly, "The family was poisoned, and the news of Miss Robin's death was also spread after the explosion. Does the family want to link Robin's death to this?"

Walter continued, "This chaos created by Hua Wu has allowed some people to take advantage of the situation."

"Drip-"

Walter continued reading the information. "Furthermore, Sunday seems to be unrelated to this matter. According to the information obtained by the person who remembered, Sunday appears to have escaped. The murderer is someone else."

Xing and Qiong exchanged a glance. "The one who remembers?"

"She came down?"

"Really? Didn't she say she wouldn't interfere?"

"What interference? Miss Black Swan has reached a temporary agreement with us. Although I feel she came prepared and there's something fishy about her. But... who told one of us to make such a mess of this place?" March 7th looked at Hua Wu speechlessly.

Hua Wu clapped his hands. "Right, why not just make those people lose their memories? No, that wouldn't be fun."

“It is unacceptable for Yi Ting to arbitrarily delete other people’s memories. Everyone’s memories have a reason to exist.”

"We're a step too late, but Miss Black Swan's abilities are indeed very convenient in dreams."

March 7th waved to Himeko, "Himeko-neechan, Miss Black Swan, you're not late. The troublemaker hasn't run away yet."

“I blew up Pinocchio, but I also exposed the dark side of Pinocchio’s humanity. And our goal is to find Ragwalker, Tirnan, and Lazarina.”

Walter pondered for a moment, "To achieve one's goals by any means necessary... Don't be like him, and I don't want you to become like that. Even if we come with a purpose, it shouldn't be like this."

Black Swan looked at Hua Wu warily, "As expected... your impulsive personality and appearance tell me that you are him. You destroyed a large number of incinerators, but in doing so, you have also become one of them."

Chapter 269 Black Swan: You are the most dangerous guest, bar none.

"Furthermore... your manipulation of memories is a complex matter. A single system, in a brief trial, inadvertently deleted memories related to 'feelings' and 'pain' from three star systems, causing behavioral disorder in trillions of intelligent and non-intelligent beings, resulting in a cumulative loss of eight hundred billion lives."

"Within a short period, four systems mistakenly added memories called 'Confidence,' 'Jealousy,' and 'Madness' to tens of thousands of advanced civilizations, causing approximately three thousand interstellar alliances to break up and go to war... The war spread, devastating a star field spanning nearly five hundred trillion trillion light-years, with nearly eighty quadrillion luminous objects collapsing. Nearly four hundred billion black holes were created in that star field due to the misuse of weapons."

"Furthermore, within the span of time, the memories of the three advanced civilizations regarding the 'Cooperation Plan' were replaced with 'Declaration of War Regulations.' 'Dying in battle' was replaced with 'immortality,' 'excavation' was replaced with 'firing at the enemy,' and thousands of other entries were replaced, along with four hundred language changes, causing war to rage between the two star systems. No one survived. Of course, this might have been intentional on your part."

"You are the most dangerous guest, bar none."

Qiong: ?

star:?

Walter: !? !