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Not to mention whether Senior Xianyun is willing to teach this core secret method, even if he is willing, the level of power and materials involved are not something that ordinary people can easily master and copy.

Forcibly pursuing popularization is not only unrealistic, but may also attract unnecessary covetousness and danger.

The clerk's idea was still too idealistic.

Keqing quickly made a decision. She didn't ask for further technical details, but simply nodded to show her understanding.

"I understand. Since it's something related to immortality, then we shouldn't delve into its principles, let alone attempt to popularize it."

She turned the topic back to business. "Since the responsibility has been clearly identified and no serious consequences have occurred, Consultant Dai Yuan can leave with you later. However..."

She changed the subject slightly, adding a hint of caution. "Please also ask Hall Master Hu to tell Advisor Dai Yuan that the peace of Liyue Harbor is hard-won, and law and order must be upheld together. No matter the reason, disturbing the people late at night and causing panic must not happen again."

"Don't worry, Lady Keqing! I will definitely educate him well when I get back!" Hu Tao patted his chest and promised, almost swearing to the sky.

"That's great." Keqing stood up. "Come on, take me to meet that 'newly arrived' and 'dazed' Consultant Dai Yuan, and... Mr. Zhongli."

She deliberately emphasized a few words, and a barely perceptible trace of inquiry flashed across her purple eyes.

She was curious about who this "Dai Yuan" was, who had the Emperor personally recommend him, handle his household registration, and perhaps even used his connections to modify his car. Was this person connected to the Emperor's recent movements?

Hu Tao quickly responded and took Keqing with her towards the room where Dai Yuan was imprisoned (or temporarily housed).

She also felt relieved. With Lady Keqing's words, the matter could finally be put to rest.

However, that flying car... well, it looks like I need to give Zhongli Keqing some time to polish it!

Chapter 111 Little Sanyue who has lost her color, a new visitor?

Morning on the Starry Sky Train.

March 7th sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot soy milk in his hand, but his eyes kept glancing at Xing who had just walked in.

There was a hint of subtle guilt and confusion on her little face, and her fingers unconsciously circled around the rim of the cup.

Last night, I used the sheep spell to break into Xing's dream, intending to play a prank, but was caught by Xing instead. I was also forced to sign a series of "unequal treaties" - the most crucial one of which was to go on an "adventure" with Xing in Danheng's dream.

This matter was like a small thorn, making her feel uneasy.

Especially when thinking of Dan Heng’s cold and calm eyes, what if he was caught... March Seven couldn’t help but shudder.

"Good morning, March!" Xing Yuan greeted him enthusiastically, sat down next to March Seven, and picked up a snack on the table and put it into his mouth.

"Good...good morning, Xing." March Seven responded a little dryly, with a wandering look in his eyes.

Finally, when Xing poured himself a glass of juice and was ready to start a new day of fun, March 7 couldn't help it.

She cleared her throat and decided to take the initiative, cautiously probing, "Um...Xing, how did you sleep last night? Did you have any...any unusual dreams?"

There was a subtle hint of nervousness in her voice.

Xing chewed on a snack. Hearing this, he tilted his head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a brilliant smile spread across his face. "Dream? Yes! It was a super-wonderful dream!"

"Ah? What, what dream?" Sanyueqi's heart was in his throat, afraid that Xing would say something like "I dreamed of a pink-haired idiot breaking in and making trouble."

"Of course..." Xing gestured excitedly with her hands, "The Best Barrel Award Ceremony of the Year!"

"..." San Yueqi's heart sank back down with a thud, and then he was overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling of...disappointment? After all this time, this guy's dreams were all about trash cans?!

She'd been on edge last night, her conscience pounding, and now they'd completely forgotten her "crime"? This feeling...why was it a bit complicated? She felt relieved, yet also inexplicably aggrieved.

"Oh...oh! The Best Barrel Shape Award! It's...what a good dream!" March Seven tried hard to force a smile, his tone dry.

Xing keenly caught the slight disappointment in San Yueqi's eyes, chuckled, and suddenly moved closer to her, lowering his voice with a hint of mischievous cunning.

"But... although my dream is perfect, I haven't forgotten the agreement we made to 'go on an adventure together in Teacher Danheng's dream'! Let's find a suitable opportunity, hehe..." She blinked mischievously.

boom!

Sanyueqi's face flushed crimson instantly! As expected! This guy remembered everything! There was no way he could escape last night's "dark history"!

The guilt and remorse that had just dissipated was instantly replaced by the shame and anger of "as expected".

It seems that the "persecution" plan against Teacher Danheng is a done deal and there is no escape!

"You...you!" March Seven pointed at Xing, feeling ashamed and angry, and was speechless for a moment.

But Xing's smug expression of "having a plan worked out" made her lose her temper. In the end, she could only collapse on the sofa in despair, muttering softly, "Okay, okay, I get it! Really... you've screwed me over..."

Now that he had developed a new use, how could he not tell (and show off) it in the chat group? Sanyueqi suddenly had an idea and took out his phone to send a message in the chat group:

【Bengtie·March 7】: "@All members, a major discovery! A major discovery! I've developed a new use for the Sheep Talisman. Now I can enter other people's dreams!"

[Bengtie·Xing]: "Right, right, right! And it can also change dreams and tailor-make exclusive dreams for you. Highly recommended!"

[Zero·Ling]: "Wow! This is amazing! Can spells be used like this?"

[Genshin Impact·Ying]: "Into dreams? Interesting. In Inazuma here, there's a youkai called the Dream Tapir that can also enter dreams. They even opened a dream therapy shop specifically for this, and it's quite well-received."

[Genshin Impact·Paimon]: "Oh?! Paimon now remembers, it's Ruixi's shop, right? It really feels good after the treatment."

[Bengtie Danheng]: "Regarding entering dreams, Zhu Ming also has dream tapirs that can have a similar effect, and Luofu also has the Suiyang that can invade people's dreams. However, there are indeed not many records of people entering other people's dreams."

Dan Heng's reply was as knowledgeable as ever, but when he typed the words "entering a dream", for some reason, an inexplicable ominous premonition made him subconsciously tighten his collar, and he always felt a chill on his back.

Is the air conditioner turned up too high? He looked at the vents in confusion.

San Yueqi was immersed in the joy of sharing and the admiration of his group friends, and his tail was about to stand up.

However, the next moment, a new message appeared in the group, like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

[Genshin Impact·Zhongli]: "The method of sending dreams? This method is also passed down in Teyvat. I have handwritten a basic method and stored it in the group warehouse. If you are interested, you can read it and study it yourself. If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time."

Zhongli's message was concise and to the point, but it exploded like a thunder in Sanyue's mind!

She stared blankly at the screen, then looked down at the sheep talisman she treasured so dearly that she had even used it as a "sale contract." Then she thought of the dream entry method in the group warehouse, which was within her reach and came with the Rock King himself answering her questions...

An indescribable feeling of frustration instantly overwhelmed her!

“Ahhhhhh——!!!” Sanyueqi hugged his head and let out a silent wail, his little face wrinkled into a ball.

"Mr. Zhongli! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this good thing?! What about those unequal treaties I signed last night?!"

Xing watched the whole process of March Seven's expression changing from elation to instant petrification and then to despair, trying hard to hold back his laughter, his shoulders shrugging.

Just as March 7 was immersed in the huge gap of being "abandoned by the times", Walter Yang's calm voice rang out in the observation car: "Everyone, please gather in the observation car. There is something to announce."

Sanyueqi, whose emo mood was interrupted, and Xing, who was still laughing, along with Danheng who came out of the think tank, and Jizi who was sipping coffee elegantly, all gathered in the center of the observation car.

However, when their eyes fell on the young man standing quietly beside Walter, except for Ji Zi and Dan Heng who remained calm, the expressions of the others instantly changed!

Xing's eyes widened instantly, and almost like a conditioned reflex, she flipped her wrist, and the iconic black top hat appeared in her hand. She leaned forward slightly and got into a combat ready posture.

She suddenly pulled March Seven, who was still in a trance, and shouted, "March! Stop standing there! Let's fight! The boss has spawned!"

"Ah? Team fight? Boss?" Sanyueqi staggered when being dragged by Xing and looked up blankly.

She followed Xing's vigilant gaze and took a deep breath when she saw the gentle yet aloof handsome face.

"Sunday?! How could he be here?!" Almost subconsciously, the ice-blue longbow in her hand instantly took shape, and the arrow was aimed at the uninvited guest!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense!

Chapter 112 Xing: I’m not the youngest

Sunday, who was targeted by two obvious hostile forces, still maintained a gentle and decent smile on his face, his eyes calm, as if he was not the one being pointed at by the bows and hats.

"Ahem." Dan Heng helplessly raised his hand to his forehead and let out a clear sigh. He knew it would be like this...

Ji Zi held the coffee cup with a smile on her lips, as if she was looking forward to the show.

Old Yang coughed heavily, his eyes behind the glasses sweeping helplessly over the overreacting Xing and Sanyueqi: "Xing, Sanyue, don't be so nervous. This is the Starry Sky Train, not Pinocchio's dream battlefield."

After being reminded by Walter, March Seven suddenly came back to his senses and realized what a stupid thing he had just done - on the train, in front of Uncle Yang and Sister Ji Zi, pointing a bow and arrow at a guest? !

Her little face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly dispersed the ice bow. At the same time, she held down Xing's hand that was still holding up the top hat, and spoke in a low voice.

"Xing! Put it away! Are you stupid? Who would dare to do that on the train? And Uncle Yang and Ji Zi are here!"

Xing finally realized what was happening, put his hat away awkwardly, and scratched his head: "Uh... I'm used to it, I'm used to it... It's a conditioned reflex when I see a key plot NPC appear..."

March 7 rolled her eyes speechlessly, turned to Lao Yang, and asked curiously: "Uncle Yang, what...what is going on?" She couldn't help but glance at Sunday again, her eyes full of inquiry.

Walter pushed his glasses, his eyes swept over the crowd, and finally landed on Sunday. He spoke calmly, "Let me introduce everyone, this is Mr. Sunday. He has expressed his desire to temporarily board the Starry Sky Train and travel with us."

"Hitch a ride?" Xing and Sanyueqi said in unison, with disbelief written all over their faces.

Sunday took a step forward and bowed slightly, his gesture elegant and sincere. "Yes, after experiencing the Pinocchio incident, I have come to realize the narrow-mindedness and bias of my past understanding. 'Order' should not be a rigid cage."

“I long to step outside the confines of my family and, as an ordinary traveler, experience the journey of pioneering firsthand, feeling the rhythm of a different world and the resilience of life.”

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented desire to seek the truth.

"I want to learn the true spirit of 'pioneering', understand the path pursued by the nameless guests, and find a path to achieve 'paradise'. This is the purpose of my journey."

Walter then added: "After discussing with Jizi, I believe that accepting a fellow traveler who is willing to reflect and seek change is in line with the philosophy of the Star Train. Of course..."

He looked at Xing and said solemnly, "The final decision rests with every passenger on this train, especially you, Xing, as a representative of the pioneers. Are you willing to accept Mr. Sunday as a temporary companion?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xing.

Xing put one hand on his waist and habitually touched his chin with the other hand, looking as if he was deep in thought.

"Hmm..." Xing pondered for a moment, finally nodded and smiled brightly.

"Sure! Welcome aboard, Sunday!" She extended her hand in acceptance.

Sunday looked at Xing's outstretched hand, a trace of warmth and gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he solemnly extended his hand to shake hers: "I will keep it in mind, Ms. Xing, thank you for your trust."

"That's great!" March 7 was also happy about the atmosphere of reconciliation.

Xing withdrew his hand, and suddenly thought of something. His eyes lit up, and he said proudly with his hands on his hips, "Hehe, that's good! I'm getting on the train on Sunday, so I, Xing, won't be the youngest on the train anymore! I can finally get rid of the title of the youngest! Haha!"

However, her pride didn't last for more than three seconds before March Seven's ruthless yet precise complaints shattered her beautiful dream in an instant:

"Wake up, Xing! Mr. Sunday is only a 'temporary' passenger! Do you understand what a 'temporary passenger' means? Once he finds his way to 'paradise' or reaches the next stop, he might get off!"

Sanyueqi patted Xing's shoulder with an expression that said, "You're still too young." "Your position as the youngest is unbreakable!"

star:"……"

The smile on her face froze instantly. She glared at San Yue Qi with resentment, muttering, "Who, who said that! Once we're on the bus, we're family! A temporary passenger is also a passenger! I, Ah Xing, am now a glorious senior!"

She puffed out her chest, trying to regain some dignity, but her forced appearance made her look more childish in the eyes of everyone.

Walter pushed his glasses helplessly, and Jizi took a sip of coffee elegantly with a smile on her lips.

Sunday looked at Xing's expression, a gentle smile flashing in his golden eyes. This "senior"'s personality was indeed as she had shown before at Pinocchio, with a touch of naive stubbornness and vibrant energy.

Xing quickly adjusted his mindset, or rather, quickly found a new "point to show off".

She cleared her throat, walked up to Sunday, tried to act like a "senior administrator", and patted him on the shoulder.

"Well, classmate Sunday, now that you're on board, you're a new member of our train crew!"

"As a senior, I have to tell you that besides the great cause of pioneering, I also shoulder a more important mission—managing a cross-dimensional chat group! It's filled with elite figures from various worlds!"

She then called out the chat group's light screen, but then thought about how other people couldn't see it, so she had to be flexible and took out her phone and shook it.

"As long as you, the new youngest, behave well and work hard, I, Xing, might consider adding you to this magical group chat in the future! This is a golden opportunity!"

Sunday looked at Xing's sparkling eyes, which were full of the words "Praise me!", and thought of her unexpected "funny" actions at Pinocchio, and he understood.

This "pioneer" is expressing acceptance and encouragement in her own unique way, albeit with a bit of childish show-off.

He bowed slightly, a cooperative smile on his face, and spoke sincerely, "Thank you for your advice, Senior Xing. It's an honor to be able to board the Starry Sky Train. If I'm lucky enough to witness the miracle that transcends dimensions, I will definitely work harder and live up to your expectations."

He cleverly caught Xing's "joke" and took it back.

This conversation between the "senior" and the "youngest" and Zhou Ri's cooperation made Xing's heart instantly burst with joy, as if he had drunk a large glass of iced Suleda in the dog days of summer.

She nodded with satisfaction, paced a few steps in the observation car with her hands behind her back, and felt that the invisible burden of "parent" on her shoulders had become heavier.

Hmm, is this the weight of growing up? Not bad!

Chapter 113 Xing: I have a plan!