Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

Wang Xuanqiao is experiencing Sekiro.

Although I don't know why Miko's appearance has become that of a young Airi, but when I think about Sakura's Miko also becoming like her sister Ling, I understand the twists and turns of this game.

Probably to enhance the sense of immersion. But Lao Zei's game is about storytelling and immersion, so it may not be able to win over other features...

After successfully defeating Ashina Genichirō, Wang Xuanqiao also suffered the same pain of losing an arm as Sakura. However, unlike Sakura, this cunning bastard directly called in the Iron Cannon Team to fire a volley, and Wang Xuanqiao, who had intended to show off his skills, was almost shot into a lotus seed pod.

It seems that the birth of the system game is no less than that of the old thief.

You must make a decisive move today!

After the scene switched and Wang Xuanqiao woke up from the Buddha sculptor, he suddenly saw a prompt from the system - a guest entered the game room.

Wang Xuanqiao had no choice but to quit the game, took off his gaming helmet and stood up to take a look, only to find that it was Huang Quan whom he had been talking about not long ago.

Huang Quan was looking around in a daze at this moment, like a lost tourist who followed the navigation to the end and found that it was not the place he wanted to go at all.

She also saw Wang Xuanqiao standing up, and the confusion in her eyes disappeared.

"Looks like I took the wrong path." Huang Quan confessed, "I just left the dream and was about to go to the hall."

"......How could you go the wrong way? Did you hold your membership card in your hand?" Wang Xuanqiao was speechless for a moment and reminded.

Hearing this, Huang Quan raised her hand and saw the membership card with her portrait printed on it. It was then that she suddenly remembered that she had subconsciously grabbed this item after waking up.

"I see." Huang Quan nodded slightly, "It is indeed special."

"Don't worry, it won't disappear unless you throw it away on your own initiative," said Wang Xuanqiao.

He left the game area, walked to the freezer, and took two bottles of Coke.

"If you don't have anything urgent, you can sit here or play for a while."

"Okay." Huang Quan put away her membership card and walked to the lounge area to sit down. Wang Xuanqiao followed her in and placed a bottle of Coke, now dripping with water, in front of her.

Looking at the bottle of Coke, Huang Quan recalled the taste she had tasted not long ago. It wasn't anything special, just sweetened water with bubbles, but for her, the full sweetness was already precious.

A lingering cool touch and a rich, sweet taste...

Huang Quan picked up the Coke, unscrewed the cap and put it into his mouth.

Neither of them spoke at first. Wang Xuanqiao was browsing messages on the terminal, while Huang Quan put down the Coke bottle and looked at him silently.

After a long time, Huang Quan suddenly spoke.

"It's different," she said.

Wang Xuanqiao cast a glance over.

"This isn't Pinocchio, or even the Asdena system," she continued.

"And yet our time and space haven't been confused here. Even though I often forget many things, I'm certain now that this is our second meeting, sitting here. The recurring dreams, the intertwined and overlapping times, have all ceased with the closing of that door."

Reincarnation goes back and forth, overlapping and interlacing...

Wang Xuanqiao narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered Huang Quan's choice of words.

Rumor has it that within the Star Dome Railway lies a star god of the end, marching from the moment of the end toward the beginning of all things. And those who believe in him can follow him and travel back in time.

But Huang Quan is not the Angel of the End; she is a flower that has stepped into the void and blossomed on the other side. Seeing her, the living will find their way back, while seeing her, the dead will close their eyes peacefully.

Wang Xuanqiao's eyes flashed, and he realized the specialness of Huang Quan's existence.

If you only read the in-game copy, you wouldn't necessarily be able to discern so much. He immediately searched his memories for the conversations in the game related to Huang Quan and found the phrase that kept repeating.

【Have we met before somewhere? 】

[Excuse me... do you still remember me? ]

"Do you often forget a lot of things?" Wang Xuanqiao suddenly asked.

"Yes. So, rather than recalling, I prefer to capture things through my perception. Just like the colors on your body, they can better reflect a person's essence than their interactions and experiences. The more brilliant the color of a person, the more difficult it is to erase the traces they leave behind."

"I understand." Wang Xuanqiao nodded. "Although I probably can't make any promises about your situation. After all, the path you're on is indeed very special, and it's not something that can be solved purely by force. But I still want to recommend you..."

"Go play the game you brought."

"Devil May Cry 5? I actually still remember its name..." Huang Quan's eyes showed a little surprise.

"Honestly, I can't figure out the cause and effect between it and you. But since you brought it here, there must be a reason for its arrival."

"Thank you, I'll consider it." Huang Quan nodded gently, "But not now. I still need to... enter a new dream for some reason."

Wang Xuanqiao asked her, "Even if the story is different, would you still go?"

Huang Quan didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Xuanqiao quietly.

After a long time, she looked away.

"The story is different now." Huang Quan said softly, "But I want to witness His demise with my own eyes."

"Did you bring a communicator or something?"

"Ok?"

"Add me as a friend and find me if you need anything."

"it is good."

So Wang Xuanqiao added Huang Quan as a friend in his address book.

After Huang Quan left again, Wang Xuanqiao glanced at his increasingly full friend list, and after thinking for a while, he decided to create a group chat for all the members of Pinocchio.

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【Sleepless Night Strategy Group】

To the otaku who plays games: I will create a group for everyone who is playing the Pinocchio dungeon in the game hall to facilitate communication. You can also contact me directly if you have any questions.

Star: [Pam is shocked]

Xing: Manager, why don’t you just come over and introduce it to the family.

Huang Quan: I see.

Huang Quan: [Eating Peach]

The otaku who plays games: Where is Firefly?

Xing: She should still be in Liumeng Reef. Is there no signal there?

The otaku who plays games: Logically speaking, there is no signal only in places that cannot be developed.

Firefly: [That’s good too]

Firefly: I was just talking to Miss Robin and Mr. Gallagher about the truth of dreams. We have made some progress, so maybe it would be better to talk to them in person.

Xing: How about I bring everyone in the train group in to listen as well?

Otakus who play games: You can get your own snacks and drinks, but you have to take your own trash.

Xing: Trash! All mine!

Otaku who plays games: ...

Huang Quan: [Confused]

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The last time a large group of people swarmed into the game hall was last time.

But this time there are more people, like the Starry Sky Train that arrives at Pinocchio, the robins and fireflies at Dream Reef, and the Yellow Spring that goes and comes back.

When Walter on the train saw Huang Quan, he was obviously stunned.

"Wow! There really is another world!" The most lively March 7 was like a curious baby, looking around after following Xingyi into the door.

"I'm well-read, how could I lie to you?" Xing smiled, and then introduced Wang Xuanqiao and his game hall to the train crew, as well as Liuying, who was a star core hunter but was one of their own.

After everyone had identified themselves, they began sharing their respective intelligence. Wang Xuanqiao didn't participate, as he already knew the entire Pinocchio storyline. He simply listened, waiting for the card application process to conclude.

Counting the heads, the game library will be filled up a lot after this round, and we are one step closer to the good days when we don’t have to worry about what games to play!

However, when Wang Xuanqiao heard that Robin wanted to persuade Sunday to provide clues about the star core, he felt that he had to remind these people to avoid taking the same detour as in the original work.

"Sunday stands with the family." He, who had been silent all this time, spoke out, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"How is that possible? My brother is not that kind of person. When he was little, he knew better than me that birds should fly, not be trapped in cages." The robin stood up and retorted.

"People change," Wang Xuanqiao's answer was simple. "When he truly realizes the price of flying, will he still stubbornly believe that birds should learn to fly?"

The robin fell silent and slumped back into his chair with a dazed look on his face.

"As for the star core you're looking for, it's actually the Pinocchio Theater itself." Wang Xuanqiao simply added the last piece of information they needed. "The family is still planning, and you actually have a lot of initiative in how to proceed."

"as well as......"

Wang Xuanqiao suddenly thought of someone, so he quickly scanned the crowd but did not see that person.

"Huh? Where's the black swan?"

——The author has something to say——

Ah, another piece of soap, I have to add another chapter (sad face), but it’s too late today, I’ll add it tomorrow.

Volume 118: : The battle begins!

Rememberers are the best guides in the Memory Realm. These memetic beings are naturally more adaptable to a high-density Memory Realm than others. For them, entering the Memory Realm is like a duck to water. Even their families cannot restrain the Rememberers in their dreams.

Black Swan is a special figure to the Star Train. It was because of her reading of the Pioneer's memories in Pinocchio that she was able to see through the deception woven by her family.

It can be said that the existence of black swans...

It doesn't seem necessary?

Wang Xuanqiao found that he also had some path dependence problems, or perhaps it was because of his natural liking for these characters after watching the story.

In fact, once the truth is revealed, the existence of black swans is actually dispensable. A rememberer can indeed be a guarantee for the train team's operations in the memory domain, but a rememberer is not necessary.

"Forget it, forget about Black Swan." Wang Xuanqiao simply dismissed the existence of this Rememberer. "I'll explain the information she can provide."

"Firefly and Xing have both entered a deep dream. Dreaming within a dream is like stacking boxes. Since Gallagher was able to build Dream Reef, the family can also use this trait to safeguard their own plans."

Everyone was stunned.

"But if the star core is the Pinocchio Theater, then the family cannot hide it."

Jizi raised a question.

"Why hide the Grand Theater? If the family wants to seal off the entire Pinocchio dream, then they should be hiding the entire dream." Wang Xuanqiao replied.

Hide the entire dream? Xing scratched his head and suddenly thought of Liumeng Reef, a 'lucid dream' outside of the twelve o'clock hour.

How to hide the entire dream? The star core that cuts off all worlds can't actually do it, because it can only leave a dark curtain. People can't find it, but they can't find it.

The essence of 'hiding' lies in... making people subconsciously ignore it. It's like the so-called dream within a dream, the death of a dream.

"Dream..." Xing pinched her chin, frowning, "Hide a dream..."

Wang Xuanqiao had originally broken it down for everyone's understanding, rather than jumping to conclusions. When he saw that Xing seemed to be making some progress, he stopped talking and gestured for the others to wait.

All eyes were instantly focused on her, yet Xing seemed oblivious. She was like a college student struggling with a math problem, her mind filled with only question marks and, at most, a few passing calculations.

However, the answer is often hidden in that little formula.

Xing suddenly stretched out his right hand and raised his index finger.

"Master, I understand!" She smiled.

"What did you figure out? Tell me quickly." The confused March Seventh asked hurriedly.

"As long as we layer a layer of dreamland over the Twelve Hours, no one will be able to detect it, right?" Xing's eyes gleamed with wisdom. "I remember that Asdena is a star region with a strong memory quality. If we use this to our advantage, it will be easy to disguise."

"So that's how it is. No wonder the manager mentioned Miss Black Swan." Liuying also suddenly realized, "If it's a rememberer, he would probably be able to detect this disguise."

"Actually, I might not have noticed it." Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but chuckle, thinking about how the Black Swan was only discovered later. "In fact, the Rememberer's existence might be more easily deceived by this disguise, especially since this dream involves more than just the power of the star core."

Ah? There are still experts?

Everyone felt confused for a moment.

I originally thought that the biggest difficulty would be the star core, but now it turns out that there is more than just the star core?