Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

When the limit is reached, the power stops.

Fireflies stood quietly beside the stars.

The group looked straight ahead, and a dazzling blue halo illuminated the night sky.

It was a garden, with an inverted spinning top-like building floating above it, which was also the halo it emitted.

[Pinocone actually has a place like this.]

[Ying: It's Mikhail's private residence, isn't it?]

[Zhe: Hey, when did Liuying come in? She's just standing there, not saying a word.]

[Isn't she a Star Core Hunter? Shouldn't she be an outsider?]

[Star: Firefly is my wife!]

Gallagher gazed ahead and said calmly.

“Go forward, his destination… is in the garden ahead.”

"Pinocone's first and last anonymous customer—"

"The watchmaker, Ragworq Shall Mikhail."

Xing and the others arrived at the pavilion in the center of the garden.

Beneath the surface of the sea in the realm of memories, in the garden closest to the full moon reflected in the water, an old man reclines silently in an armchair.

The watchmaker—he has already embarked on that endless dream, and no sound can awaken him anymore.

The old man was wearing a hat and holding Dream Bubble in his arms.

March 7: "As expected... the watchmaker was the third nameless visitor. Even I guessed it."

“His legacy is a dream bubble. I guess it contains something that only the Nameless One can understand.” Gallagher, standing behind the group, spread his hands, looking slightly helpless. “After all, when I checked the contents, I found nothing inside… It’s probably some kind of pioneering cipher, even more mysterious than me.”

Himeko looked around at the group and said, "Well, let's take a look."

I can't wait! I can't wait!

[Fireworks: I love secrets the most, let me see them!]

After speaking, Himeko nodded slightly. Hoshi took a deep breath, composed herself, and looked towards the clockmaker…

Touch the dream bubble in Mikhail's hand.

Xing felt the thick memory essence gathering at her fingertips and stretching outwards, like a net gently supporting her palm.

Based on experience, along with the tactile sensation, there should also be a colorful and intricate array of phantom memories...

But this time, I didn't see anything.

Try again, take a deep breath, and try reloading...

Perhaps the method was wrong. Xing held her breath, closed her eyes, knelt on one knee, and pressed her forehead against the thin membrane covering the memory.

Yet, all that remained was darkness. There was no sun setting over the snow-capped mountains, no laughter, no stars, no gunfire, no flashing blades, and no sign of pioneering...

There was nothing there.

Without a doubt, this is an empty dream bubble.

March 7th, standing to the side, was also puzzled.

"Huh? What's going on... There's really nothing in this dream bubble?!"

"How could this be?"

I don't understand. If they left behind dream bubbles, they must have wanted to leave something behind.

But why is it empty?

Nicole: !? I was so curious after all.

[Empty! Gone, gone.]

[Star: I understand, he gave us an empty dream bubble.]

[Rin: This... is practically the same as nothing!]

[The pioneering spirit is about creating something from nothing; yes, that's definitely what he wanted to tell us.]

[Hu Tao: Is that right? Is that what you mean? I don't quite believe it.]

[Fireworks: That's very innovative.]

Gallagher saw the reactions of the others and realized that the room was indeed empty.

What am I expecting from him?

"Hmph, or rather, it just so happens."

"He always had an inexplicable confidence in the nameless passengers. In his plans, pioneering always had a place, and I don't know where this confidence came from... He never made contact with the train while he was alive."

"I've never understood what this old man was thinking, but his empty dream bubble really has his style. It's filled with nonsensical illusions... and an incomprehensible romanticism."

"Old rascal... I never expected him to have any tricks up his sleeve."

Himeko denied it, saying, "No, Mr. Galakh. I think Mikhail will definitely leave us the most precious things."

How could the pioneering predecessors have left behind nothing but empty dreams?

"Heh, you're not going to start lecturing me on some grand principles now, are you?"

Clearly, Gallagher knew his own personality and didn't believe it, since seeing is believing.

Himeko said earnestly, "Just as Mikhail believed in the nameless travelers of the future, we also unconditionally believe in the nameless travelers of the past. They were willing to dedicate their lives to the land they loved, so how could they leave in haste with regrets about the future?"

“This dream bubble must contain something, we just haven’t been able to decipher it yet. Mr. Gallagher, you’re the same way when it comes to believing in watchmakers, aren’t you?”

Gallagher retorted, "I'm a believer in mystical destiny; isn't the philosophy of life about not believing in anything?"

But is this really the case?

If you don't believe it, why keep waiting for the nameless guest he mentioned?

"...So I also understand what belief means for pioneers. I also want to know what he left behind. Heh, it's up to you."

Himeko pondered for a moment, then spoke to Gallagher.

"Could I borrow your pet? I need to return to the Golden Hour to check on some things at the Dream Shop..."

"For Mikhail, and for the future of Pinocchio."

[Hu Tao: They really trust Mikhail that much? Maybe it really is an empty shell.]

[Zhongli: Without belief, there is no pioneering spirit; they believe in every glimmer of possibility.]

This is the romance of the nameless traveler.

[March 7th: Himeko-neechan seems to have figured out the problem. Hoshi, we're so stupid!]

[Star: I'm very smart. (Seriously)]

[Ring: Please, please, don't let this plot twist happen again, let me see the inheritance.]

[Gallach and Mikhail must have a good relationship; he wouldn't use the nickname "Old Rascal" if he didn't know them well.]

[March 7th: Ugh, so annoying. What is it? It's impossible for something in my dream bubble to grow legs and run away on its own.]

[Silver Wolf: I understand, it still has to be March 7th. Honestly, whether or not to join the Star Core Hunters, I feel Elio is currently superfluous.]

March 7th: No way! I love exploring.

[Eriol: ...]

Chapter 73 The Emperor's Bow Dazzles Seven Wheelchairs at Light Speed

“I am a newcomer to the Star Train, an unknown passenger named Pam.”

At the hotel reception, a cyborg dressed in jeans spoke without hesitation.

Danheng glanced at Botio and sighed helplessly.

[Pam: !? You're called Pam? What's my name?!]

[Star: The train conductor can be called Pampa.]

[Hehehe, that's hilarious! Portio said with such a serious face that my name is Pam, how funny!]

[Potio: Good heavens, who dares to laugh at my Paladin... Meow, damn it, I've been led astray.]

[Nekota: Meow, you like to say meow too.]

[Luanpo: As expected of His Highness, the Silver Spear Asura, so witty and humorous, he's so popular.]

[March 7th: Look how speechless Danheng is.]

Danheng: "...He is my companion. We replied to the family's invitation before he boarded the train. So there shouldn't be any record of him in the system. Is there any way to make an exception?"

Sigh, not a single person I've met is normal.

[Ring: This sounds familiar; isn't that what Xing said when he came in?]

Ellie: Oh my god, here we go again.

Ellie thought, "Oh! Among the few nameless guests who have already checked in, there seems to be one in the same situation. It seems that more and more people are embarking on this exploration recently."

[Haha, Pam: I'm the new Pam!]

Portio was very distressed. The receptionist said she went to look for Sunday but hasn't returned yet.

Inquiring around, all that was confirmed was that the Harmonious Music Festival would begin as scheduled.

Danheng also discovered that for such an important event, there wasn't a single family member present.

Potio said impatiently, "He's got a leg to his name... If I remember correctly, isn't Sunday the head of the Oak family?"

Something was clearly wrong with the surroundings.

Danheng decided to return to the train; it was not advisable to linger.

No! No! No!

"Don't make any rash moves. Bro, have you ever robbed a company before? If you turn tail and run, you'll become the most dazzling person on the whole street."

Leaving is impossible.

Portio told him there was a backup plan: if he couldn't get in, the Memory Man would leave a bottle of wine in the VIP room.

So, the question now is how to get into the VIP room.

It's no big deal for Potio; he'll leave it to the wisdom of the underworld.

The world of martial arts is not just about fighting and killing; it also involves human relationships and social interactions.

[Xingqiu: The wisdom of the martial world, huh? We should take a good look at that.]

[Wendy: Something's not right. We should have confronted the dreamer by Sunday, so has this situation failed?]

[Qingyi: The disappearance of family members in reality is indeed suspicious.]

Portio found the lobby manager and immediately went up to cause trouble.

Good heavens! My brother and I have been here for most of the day, without water or food, and the young lady at the front desk has disappeared and left us stranded.

Dan Heng turned his head to look. Is this the wisdom of the martial arts world?

They found fault with each other, and then used coercion and bribery.

Potio whispered, "This is called fighting for your rightful rights."

[Xingqiu: A little disappointed. I thought I'd get to experience your江湖 (jianghu) atmosphere.]

[Nicole: If you're willing to swallow your pride, you can indeed get unexpected opportunities.]

[Potio: Meow, this is the reward for my years of chivalrous deeds.]

Through Potio's efforts, they successfully gained access to the VIP room.

"...Don't call yourself an anonymous guest next time," Dan Heng said calmly.

Although it's useful, you're using the name of Wumingke, which doesn't align with the pioneering philosophy.

Haha, these two are really funny.