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

Danheng: "But Pinocchio has not produced any offspring. Can I interpret this as the remnants of the Celestial Choir infiltrating the family and attempting to resurrect a fallen Star God?"

[Qingque: Breeding? Indeed, we haven't seen any sign of breeding so far.]

[March 7th: No way, Danheng guessed it already!]

[Star: As expected of the cold-faced little green dragon.]

[Dan Heng: ...]

Huang Quan shook his head: "It's too early to say for sure, but at least we can be sure that they plan to do something with the Harmonious Music Ceremony."

"My goodness, this is so complicated. So you mean you're demanding we leave Asdna immediately? You're not out of options, are you?"

[Wuwubo: ?]

[Rin: Ah! There really is someone named Uncle Wuwu.]

Huang Quan explained, "The Grand Ceremony of Harmony is about to open, and there's one thing... I absolutely need to verify. Leap is the most effective means."

“No, precisely because time is of the essence…” After glancing at Huang Quan, Dan Heng made a decision: “I will immediately resort to other means.”

Huang Quan watched silently, his eyes filled with doubt, waiting for his explanation.

Potio, who had been smiling, was surprised. "So that's what they're going to use!"

"You're not planning to use the Jade Oath of Alliance, are you?!"

Dan Heng nodded and said calmly, "Exactly. With the support of the Luofu Cloud Cavalry... that should be enough."

Potio: "That thing can only be used once in a lifetime. You'd better think it through."

Without hesitation, Danheng said, "I've thought it through. My companions... are something you can only have once in your life."

[March 7th: Danheng, you are so wonderful!]

[Blade: Hmph!]

[Ring: I'm using it already! I'm so excited! Let me see how it works, what's the Immortal Ship support like?]

The bond between the people on the train was truly deep; he used it without even thinking.

[Jingyuan: It seems you have a deep connection with the train.]

[Danheng: They are my companions.]

Good heavens, another hunting envoy has arrived.

[It's over! With those two envoys and so many Destiny Walkers and forces, it looks like Sunday is going to lose! No! My paradise.]

Three hours before the opening of the Harmony Grand Ceremony, at the Pinocchio Grand Theatre.

On Sunday, he stood on the stage with one hand behind his back, waiting.

Harmonious music played all around.

"Are you the only one here, child?"

On Sunday, he turned his head slightly, and behind him, the raven had an eye pattern, a symbol of order, on its chest, which was the dreamer.

"That nameless guest is indeed skilled. Our secret (Order) has spread like wildfire among the factions, and the company's starships are also gathering in Asdna..."

"Now is the crucial moment. Where is the chosen one (the robin) who harmonizes all voices?"

Hearing this, he turned to the dreamer on Sunday and smiled, "What are you saying, sir?"

He patted his chest with his left hand: "Aren't I standing right in front of you?"

The dream master spoke coldly: "You know, in our plan, she is the protagonist of the Harmonious Music Ceremony."

On Sunday, he retorted: "But plans can change. As her brother, I know that singing for order (shakes head) is not her wish. I am enough here."

The dreamer sneered: "Ha. You've been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, so you must understand the price you'll pay for your actions right now."

Sunday's gaze turned cold.

"If you think this is a betrayal..."

"There is no two suns in the sky. If necessary, I will shoot down the sun."

The dreamer asked, "Do you believe in karma?"

On Sunday, he resumed his standing posture and said calmly, "If retribution truly exists, then all living beings will receive their retribution—you have yours, and I have mine."

"And my retribution has nothing to do with you, Mr. Gopherwood."

The dreamer couldn't help but laugh: "It's alright. Since you're willing to sacrifice yourself in her place, then I'll grant your wish."

Seeing that the dreamer didn't care at all, he had some doubts on Sunday.

"The concessions came much faster than I expected. Why?"

Chapter 99 I will fly high into the sky and become the sun in the sky.

[Hu Tao: So the robin was the sacrifice to order after all. Could Sunday's current situation also be partly due to protecting her?]

[Rin: Putting everything else aside, Sundays are really good for my sister.]

[So, the head of the household is going to sing for Miss Robin on Sunday. I'm kind of looking forward to the head of the household's singing.]

[Robin: Brother! There must be other ways. Order isn't necessary for the paradise. We can explore more possibilities together, just like when we were little.]

There cannot be two suns in the sky; in the same time and space, there cannot be two identical rulers or authorities coexisting. There can only be one supreme being.

[Sunday Bro is so awesome! Victory is certain! Victory is certain!]

[Narcissus: He wants to bear the consequences and retribution himself. He has already made up his mind. Unless you defeat him, he will not turn back.]

[March 7th: The power of the Star God... It feels so difficult to fight.]

The dreamer said, "You were born as twins of order, and fate dictates that one of you will embark on this path and reach the inevitable end."

Was it fate? Sunday's eyes were lifeless, as if tuned to a harmonic melody.

Was this also part of your design?

The dreamer said, "Of course, you're still as smart as you were when you were a child."

"The opening moment is near. Go, child. Steal the power of harmony, and your retribution will be revealed."

[Weren't they supposed to be harmonious twins? Why is it about order again?]

[Mona: Fate, it seems one of the siblings must eventually walk the path of order.]

Nicole: No wonder the dreamer adopted them.

Sunday: "Sir, I have one last question."

"Why did you bring order to Pinocchio? A world driven to despair would have been a better choice, yet you chose a place where people harbored dreams of freedom. Why?"

The dreamer said, "For the sake of fairness, child."

"If we lose justice in our hearts, we will repeat the mistakes of harmony."

Sunday: "So, the one who manipulates dreams using the star core really isn't you, but—"

The Dream Master interrupted: "We've said all we need to say. Let's do it. The 107,336 souls of the Oak family have dreamt of this moment far too many times..."

As the camera zooms out, rows of silver-white puppets, each with a different pose, stand around the stage.

Square stone pillars of varying sizes spiral upwards.

[Yae no Miko: Who is it anyway? Always only saying half the story, like a dog leaving out a single paragraph.]

Good grief, so fairness means forcing everyone to agree, huh?

[March 7th: How can someone still be orchestrating this behind the scenes?]

Could it be that behind the order lies harmony?

[Zhe: There are still experts!]

The situation is now basically clear: the Oak family is likely the extraterrestrial choir. But the Pinocchio family isn't just one branch; I don't believe their higher-ups are completely unaware of the Oak family's plans.

[Xingqiu: It seems likely that another family lineage is manipulating the star core.]

After listening to Sunday's message, turn your back to the dreamer, close your eyes, and wait for the opening ceremony.

On Sunday, I suddenly woke up and turned around to see the dreamer lying on the ground with his wings spread out, as if he had been flattened.

Take a deep breath on Sunday and look ahead.

"I will fly high into the sky and become the sun in the sky."

"Everyone will grow warmly in my light, and all evil will be exposed."

The camera pans out, revealing ravens lying dead all over the red carpet.

[March 7th: !? What happened? The Dream Master who used to roam the ground with crows is gone!]

[Qingque: Could it be that the dreamer also sacrificed himself to order?]

[That's not right, the dreamer doesn't just have the body of a raven.]

[Dr. Truth: The price required to restore order is not just Sunday; the entire Oak family is anticipating its revival.]

[It's about to begin; our Lord is about to ascend to the throne of God.]

[Danheng: March, Xing... Be careful!]

Two hours before the opening of the Harmonious Music Ceremony, on the other side of the Grand Theater

Himeko: "This is the interior of the Pinocchio Grand Theatre."

Hoshi, March 7, and Himeko stood in the middle of a long corridor, with a red carpet leading to the stage beneath their feet.

There are also several posters on the walls on both sides.

Still shaken, March 7th said, "Being launched into the air by soda was quite exhilarating. But... the Music Festival is about to begin, why isn't it open for admission yet?"

Himeko stroked her chin: "Not only that, the entire theater is eerily quiet. There are no audience members, not even any staff or cast members in sight..."

"Of course, they're all gone, just like the dreamer!"

[Nicole: Who's going to perform for on Sundays if no one's doing it?]

[Star: Of course it's us. Now that we've taken on Mikhail's pioneering work, we'll save Pinocchio as well.]

[March 7th: Yeah, it's better if no one's around. If we fight, innocent people won't get hurt.]

The grand theater is so empty.

"It seems the box office for the Harmonious Music Festival isn't doing well!" Xing Xiangxiang said.

March 7: "Oh yeah, there's nobody here... You're focusing on the wrong thing!"

Himeko looked around and said, "Let's explore the area first. Everyone, proceed with caution."

The three looked around, but the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Of course, this excludes the sounds emitted by the stars.

March 7th watched silently as Xing flew around with the hat in her hand.

That's a relic of pioneering spirit; is it really okay to play with it like this?

Patting his head, the star of March 7th is pulled away.

Once behind the red curtain, March 7th couldn't help but tighten her grip on Xing's arm.

"My God, the atmosphere in this grand theater is so eerie, it's creepy..."

"Even if there weren't any spectators, there should have been a stagehand. Why is there no sound at all..."

Passing through the curtain, you see posters, sofas, counters... this is the ticket office.

Sigh, there are two figures ahead.

March 7: "Oh my god—I was startled! Why are there so many...mascots at the ticket booth?"

Seeing that March 7th was trembling, Xing said fearfully, "March...March...your back..."

March 7th shrank back, cautiously looking behind him: "Wh...what!"

There's nothing there. "You're so annoying! Don't scare me!"

[Ying: Little March is so cute!]