Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

Trash can~oh trash can~?

An all-encompassing trash can~?

Let me lift the lid~?

Put happiness and sadness in it~?

......

Xing hummed a tune she had composed inspired by Beloberg as she wandered the streets. She subconsciously looked for familiar things, but a thought quickly stopped her from doing so—how could there be a trash can in a dream?

"It's better to say that dreams are the biggest trash can."

Xing climbed up the stairs and stood on the high ground looking at the sunken square not far away. It was a scene of extravagance and decadence during the golden hour, but among the ultimate luxury, the most eye-catching thing was the statue of the Clock Boy.

When gazing at the Clock Kid statue, Xing always had a subtle feeling that what he was looking at was not a dead object.

What's going on? Are the statues in dreams also alive? It makes sense, though.

Xing shrugged and turned to walk towards the bustling commercial street.

As expected of the event's star, there was no shortage of people here. Xing squeezed into the crowd, slowly moving forward with them, his gaze constantly casting glances at the surrounding shops through the gaps between the people passing by.

While the main purpose of coming to Pinocchio was to enjoy themselves, there was also a mission. Miss Jizi explained that the family invitation contained a codeword from an unknown guest, and urged everyone to be on the lookout for any traces of the unknown guest at Pinocchio.

But what exactly is a trace of the Nameless Guest? Xing pondered as he walked.

At this moment, a burst of shouting that was completely different from the noise of the crowd suddenly rang out.

Something happened?! It's time for Galaxy Batman to appear!

Xing changed his previous casual attitude and rushed straight through the crowd towards the source of the sound.

——The author has something to say——

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Volume 108: : I am Galaxy Bat Man!

If someone thinks that the star of the event, Pinocchio, is only glamorous, it only means that this person has blindly regarded the artificially fabricated dream as reality and has lost common sense in the imaginary extravagance.

In fact, the very existence of the hound lineage suggests that the Pinocchio is not as fantastical as it is advertised.

Stowaways, dangerous memes, tough guys from various forces, bigwigs, and even the hands of Star Gods are fanning the flames behind the scenes.

Now, the arrival of the Starry Sky Train has stirred up waves in this undercurrent of memory.

For example, right now, the hounds of the Hound family were chasing a stowaway, making quite a commotion during the golden hour. The stowaway seemed determined to blend into the crowd, keeping his head down and heading for the densest area.

Xing subconsciously wanted to take out the baseball bat. After all, as the Galaxy Bat Man, how could he travel the world without the iconic weapon that represented his identity?

But before she could call out her old friend from her dream, she suddenly heard a whoosh and something flew past at an extremely fast speed.

It looked like a cake, but the brown crust on the outside made it look more like a piece of unpeeled wood.

Xing subconsciously looked nearby, and a strand of flying silver-gray hair came into view. And that piece of cake, poor cake, it had even been bitten several times, but it had failed to continue to promote its value as food.

Fortunately, it now has a new value: to hit the stowaway hard in the face and then smear him with wood chips.

Wait? Why is there wood chips in the cake? Besides, this is a synesthetic dream, so why can't a cake in a dream just be a cake?

Unfortunately, no one can answer these questions.

The stowaway who was running frantically only felt his face splashed with wood that was pulled apart by the chainsaw. His body instantly lost balance due to temporary blindness. He staggered, and then tripped himself and fell heavily to the ground.

Ah, he must have fallen pretty hard. Miss Star Core couldn't help but feel a little sympathy, because she had just had a close contact with the ground of her dream.

I hope this gentleman who longs to enter the golden dream can taste a little of the flavor of the golden floor tiles before leaving.

At this time, the hounds rushed into the scene and caught the stowaway. They were about to disperse the crowd, but suddenly saw sawdust on the stowaway's face and immediately raised his head to look at the crowd.

"Miss Samuel?" a female hawk called tentatively.

But she failed to call out the owner of the cake, and instead attracted another man with stubble.

"Okay, stop shouting." A man in a black shirt, a gray vest, and burgundy trousers walked out from behind the hound.

"The old rules, take the person away, then report and thank Iris." After he said that, he suddenly looked at the crowd.

Xing in the crowd felt that the man was not looking at someone else, but was actually looking at herself.

The hound left, carrying the struggling stowaway away. The crowd, which had briefly paused to watch the excitement, began to flow back into the bustling city. Xing, however, chose to pause, still thinking about that strand of silver-gray hair, because it looked strangely familiar.

It's like... a trash can?

No, no, if I say something like that, I'll probably make enemies with a girl I don't even know.

Even March 7th would give me a big eye roll.

Xing grinned and prepared to continue walking.

"Hello?" A voice came over, which was obviously unfamiliar but very familiar to Xing.

She turned her head following the sound and saw the girl with silver-gray hair in the constantly surging crowd.

Although the two were separated by the road, the pedestrians who separated the two sides like a river seemed to become gray silhouettes in their eyes, and only they had bright colors.

is her?

Is she Miss Samuel?

Does she prefer cake mixed with sawdust or sawdust shaped into a cake?

Anyway, with all sorts of thoughts that he couldn't share with anyone, Xing strode through the crowd and met the girl...

"Hello, are you Wumingke?" The girl said with a smile when she saw Xing coming in front of her.

"Yes, I am the Galaxy Bat Man who is pioneering the destiny." Xing put his hands on his waist very proudly.

Seeing this, Liuying couldn't help but smile.

"I'm Hotaru, an artist from the Iris family. To be honest, I long for the life of a nameless guest. It's a great honor for me to work alongside a nameless guest like this. If you're new to Golden Hour, may I offer myself as your guide?"

She asked in all seriousness.

"Please don't worry! Although I'm just an extra, I usually also take on surrounding reception work. If you're willing, I can take you to experience all kinds of interesting things!"

"Well, will you take me to spend money at this or that place?" Xing touched his hair.

"What's this place?" Liuying blinked, a little puzzled. However, she soon realized what was going on.

"Oh! No, no, reception work doesn't include sales. That's the job of each store clerk."

"You are so conscientious, it's worthy of being the place of dreams." Xing nodded gently, "Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Liuying."

"I would be happy if you would just call me Liuying."

"Okay, then you can call me Xing too. Galaxy Baseball Man is just my job, Xing is my life."

"Is that okay? Well, let's go, Xing!"

"Okay, Firefly, let's go!"

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When I opened my eyes again from the darkness, what I saw was an especially clear night sky.

A full moon, so beautiful that it couldn't be more beautiful, hung high in the night sky, illuminating the darkness together with the street lights.

Wang Xuanqiao sat up directly from the ground, looked to the side, and then stretched out his hand, allowing Alicia to sit up with his help.

"I didn't expect two people to come at once this time."

A girl's voice sounded at the right time, as if it were a set alarm clock.

"Anyway, welcome to the [How Could You Die Like That] front. It might be a little sudden, but could you please join us?"

That's what the girl said.

Alicia glanced at Wang Xuanqiao, and then came to the girl in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, let's join in!"

The girl with short purple hair didn't actually pay much attention to the two people who suddenly appeared. Instead, she was concentrating on holding the weapon in her hand, which was completely inconsistent with her image - a sniper rifle that looked like a Remington.

She continued with the next sentence, just like a set routine:

"Since you're here, that means... Ugh!"

Fortunately, the girl proved she wasn't just an NPC operating on a fixed program. Alicia suddenly jumped beside her, giving her a fright.

What's going on? Is there such a freak among the newcomers this time?! The girl couldn't hide her surprise.

"That means we are dead, right?" Wang Xuanqiao helped her finish the sentence that she had not finished because of shock.

"...That's right. Isn't it? You two seem to be very familiar with your current situation?" The girl stopped sniping and simply looked back and forth at the two of them.

The new woman was looking at him with a smile, while the new man stood up and began to look around.

They were clearly wearing school uniforms, but they didn't look like students at all.

This made the girl doubt their true ages. Although it was rude, they really didn't look like students, but they also didn't look like the kind of shabby adults who had been through the world.

"These are just experiences summed up from life." Wang Xuanqiao is looking for two other key characters, one of which is the 'angel' Tachibana Kanade; the other is the original protagonist Otonashi Yuzuru.

However, Tachibana Kanade did appear on the playground as planned, but Otonashi Yuzuru was nowhere to be seen, perhaps because he hadn't arrived yet.

As a character connected to Tachibana Kanade, Yuzuru Otonashi's presence was highly unlikely to be replaced. Wang Xuanqiao concluded that this was an independent scenario provided by the system; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to grant online functionality to a GAL, allowing him and Alicia to enter the game together.

However, this presents a delicate situation. What are the conditions for completing the game? What kind of development would qualify as the end of this story?

Wang Xuanqiao was thinking, while Alysia slowly approached the girl...

Sister, you smell so good~

——The author has something to say——

Thanks to book friends [Reader Amon], [She Le SL], and [Hidden Purpose OP] for casting 6 monthly tickets. Thank you very much for your support!

Volume 109: : Nakamura Yuri thinks this pink-haired newcomer is weird

Yuri Nakamura thought this pink-haired newcomer was weird.

Although the comrades on the front line are more or less people with personality, there are always some things that happen before they realize that they are dead. For example, some people don't believe it, some people start to go crazy...

Yuri Nakamura has become accustomed to such developments and has made many corresponding plans.

For example - shoot the opponent twice, let them calm down by death, and then continue the conversation after they are resurrected.

This is the convenience of the world after death. No one will die anyway, so why not just go straight for the fatal ones and treat all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases!

But this new person…she didn’t seem to have any idea that she was already dead?

And why did she suddenly come up to me? Could this be the one? That... lah...

Alicia's approach made Yuri Nakamura subconsciously let go of the sniper rifle, sit back and support her hands on the ground, then use her hands and feet to move back two steps.

"What are you doing?! You're suddenly so close! Even if we're the same sex, this is already a dangerous distance!"

Alicia, however, took over Nakamura Yuri's sniper position. With familiarity, she placed her face against the scope and, through the crosshairs of the lens, saw Nakamura Yuri's 'prey'. That was—the angel.

"Wow, there's a cute girl there too~ So, you want to shoot her heart?"

"How can you shoot a girl's heart with a sniper rifle? Oh, no, that seems like what I was doing just now... but it's different! That was a war with angels!"

Familiar Japanese-style complaints. Wang Xuanqiao suddenly felt nostalgic, as if he had been transported back to his youthful days, able to respond to life with the same enthusiasm as an anime character.

No wonder, although there is, but it is only on the Internet. After all, only by putting on a mask can you take it off.

There wouldn't really be people who would imitate anime characters in real life and deliberately create flaws for people to complain about, right?

At this time, a guy with a temperament between a teenager and a young man ran over from the other side of the road carrying a baseball bat.

"Hey! Youlizi, how about kidnapping newcomers for a war..."

He had barely opened his mouth when he met Wang Xuanqiao's gaze. Realizing he'd let something slip, he quickly stopped talking and let out a silly, awkward laugh.

Hinata Hideki is one of the important supporting characters in AB. Wang Xuanqiao dug out the information about this blue-haired man from the corner of his memory. Fortunately, he played a lot of roles in the story. If it was someone else, Wang Xuanqiao might not be able to remember it for a while.

"No need to act, I heard it clearly." Wang Xuanqiao retracted his gaze and crossed his arms. "Since everyone is dead, there's nothing wrong with being honest."