Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

In front of the company's envoy, Gold Sand, Black Swan suddenly smiled.

"Our deal is probably meaningless now." She shook her head slightly and took a step back. "The Star Train has chosen a more powerful ally, and they've already begun to act. Mr. Gold Dust, perhaps you should return to Golden Hour."

After saying that, the Black Swan left immediately, leaving Sha Jin with a puzzled look on his face.

"A more powerful ally? Does Pinocchio have a better choice than the company?" He turned around one last time, glanced at the 'corpse' in the dream pool, and frowned.

"Golden moment, what happened there?" he said to himself.

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The family has sounded the alarm, and almost all the hound families have come out. Except for the necessary guards who remain at their posts, the rest of the people have rushed to the golden hour.

I returned to Chaolu Mansion urgently on Sunday and met the dream master.

The man who once had a kind face in memory has now turned into a purple night crow.

"How is the theatre being arranged on Sunday?"

"Everything is going as we expected, Master Dream."

"Has the appearance of that Star Core Hunter disrupted the music you were about to compose?"

“It has no impact.”

"Very well. I have watched you two grow up and have high hopes for you. Now that the robin has turned his back on the great work we were about to accomplish, I now entrust to you the one you most wanted to do yourself."

The Dreamer mentioned the robin's betrayal, which made Sunday's expression darken a little. But he quickly calmed down and bowed to the Dreamer to show his obedience. Even though he still had many questions in his heart.

"A mere Star Core Hunter can't change anything. Even if the existence of the Star Core is revealed, the countless beings who are addicted to their dreams will be powerless to break free from the embrace of desire."

"But, that group of unknown guests has also disappeared." Sunday said suddenly.

"It doesn't matter. Our old friend the Watchmaker resisted for so long, but he finally bowed out in disgrace, didn't he? The Star Train won't have any allies in Pinocchio. The company is powerless, and Yi Ting is unwilling. Even if there is still a Sea Patrol Ranger, what can they do?"

"Go, to the Grand Theatre. The great cause will be accomplished, and we will no longer need to hide. When the prelude to the symphony begins, Pinocchio will become the only pure land in the world."

"But...the planned moment has not yet arrived." Sunday raised the question again.

"Fate has made its choice, child."

The purple night crow let out a low laugh.

“Because we uphold justice, He has cast His gaze upon us.”

"Our great cause, the world's justice, everything will be accomplished here."

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How should people wake up from a dream?

Liuying had never dreamed, so naturally she never needed to know how to wake up. She believed it was just an instinct, the instinct that kept her alive.

So she brought indiscriminate death to the Dream. Sam was enveloped in a stream of flames, a raging firestorm that swept through the Golden Hour. The Dream's hounds fought to stop them, attempting to use their numbers to create a wall separating the Golden Hour from the Grand Theatre.

But they couldn't do it. Weapons that could fight the insect plague head-on were not something that these hounds in their dreams could stop.

Sam broke through the Hound family's defenses and turned into a stream of fiery red light that streaked across the never-dawning night sky and headed straight for the theater.

"This is truly... beyond my expectations."

In the sunken square, Hanabi supported the Clock Boy statue with one hand, looking like she was watching a fun event.

"This is the first time I've seen a Slave of Fate script so completely changed. This commission is going to be hard to handle. Hmm~ Let me think about what to do next? Haha, I got it!"

Hanabi flashed and hid behind the statue.

Then, the famous Star Core Hunters appeared at the golden moment, causing another uproar.

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Wang Xuanqiao forced himself into the dream. The feeling of forcibly entering the memory was indeed a bit uncomfortable, as if his whole body was wrapped in a layer of sticky substance.

Although he could choose to separate those memories directly, the consequence of doing so would be the formation of a black curtain in his dream, which might be in the shape of a human or an indescribable object.

In order not to scare the children in the dream, Wang Xuanqiao endured the stickiness of the memory.

The moment he entered the golden age, he sensed a sense of dissonance. This dissonance wasn't caused by the overlapping dreams, nor by the chaotic time and space brought about by his consciousness, but rather a subtle sense of contradiction.

It’s like the shuttle bus that arrives at 8 o’clock every day suddenly arrives late one day; the fried eggs ordered at dinner every day suddenly become boiled eggs; the tweet that I want to read before going to bed suddenly stops updating.

These are all unexpected, yet reasonable, changes. They're not uncommon in life, but if we define life as a script...

Is this what they call fate? Wang Xuanqiao folded his arms and gazed out at the brilliantly lit theater.

It seems that the challenge that Liuying has to face has already begun.

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Sam, with flames all over his body, rushed into the theater.

As the venue for the Harmonious Music Festival, the family decorated the place with great grandeur. Whether it was the high dome or the tens-meter-high curtains, they all displayed the grandeur of the building to visitors.

As the core of Pinocchio, the heart of the family, it was more than capable of handling all of Pinocchio's guests. But now, without the throngs of people or the bustle of voices, when Liuying stepped into the place alone, she was instead greeted by an unprecedented sense of loneliness.

Liuying chose not to continue her reckless charge. When she entered the theater on behalf of the Star Core Hunters, her goal of revealing the Star Core's location to the world had been achieved. Next, she might face the mastermind within her family, or perhaps even the remnant of Order.

Sam walked slowly towards the closed curtain in front of him with heavy steps.

There are especially many puppets displayed in the Grand Theater, with various shapes, like dancers, singers, conductors, and navigators.

Walking through the vast, long corridor, phantoms gradually began to appear around Sam. They were still puppets, but they began to play more roles. There were weaklings crawling on the ground, begging for submission; there were collaborators who formed a team and moved forward side by side; there were betrayers who blamed each other and quarreled endlessly.

All these scenes made Liuying gradually nervous.

The fighting consciousness immediately sounded the alarm, and from among those phantoms, a strangely shaped puppet suddenly rushed out, waving a musical instrument in its hands, and smashed towards Liuying!

Sam dodged instantly, and his iron arm stretched out in an instant, grabbed the puppet's neck and threw it out with force.

But more phantoms have surrounded her, and more strange puppets have also rushed out under the cover of the phantoms!

Liuying, in the armor, frowned. The Firefly mech reached full power, erupting in a fiery flame that scorched the surroundings. The luxurious carpet and elegant decorations were instantly reduced to black ash. Beyond the firestorm unleashed by the mech, the phantoms began to dissipate, leaving only the puppets still charging.

"It was a brutal fight."

On the dome, the purple night crow looked down at Firefly who was fighting against the army of puppets.

"How can a beast that only knows how to destroy defeat us who uphold justice?"

"Just wait for the arrival of the harmonious poem, and everything will be settled."

Sam, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly raised his head and met the eyes of the strange night crow.

Then, she shook off the puppet that was approaching her, stepped on the charred ground, jumped up, and rushed towards Night Crow.

"Hide, hide, hide!" Liuying swung a punch and burned the Night Crow, which had just spread its wings, into ashes.

"You can't stop me!" She rushed out from the corridor and headed straight for the core area of the theater.

In the center of the huge stage, a young man from the Tianhuan tribe was standing with his hands behind his back.

Sunday slowly turned around as Sam came behind him, dragging the pieces of the doll with him.

"Welcome to the Pinocchio Theater, Star Hunter Sam," he said loudly.

"I have to admit, your sense of smell is indeed very keen. We tried our best to hide this secret, even keeping the existence of the Star Core unknown to our family, but I didn't expect it to be exposed to your sight."

"There's no point in talking any more. Hand over the core." Sam extended his hand to Sunday, "Otherwise, you will all die."

"How can death exist in a dream?" Sunday smiled. He still had one hand behind his back, his face calm and composed, not afraid of Sam's threat at all. "But if you really want it, it's there."

Following Sunday's gaze, Liuying looked at the heavy curtain in the center of the stage.

——The author has something to say——

Well, how should I put it, the so-called fate and sense of contradiction in the article are part of the main plot.

Serialized online novels should not be mysterious and keep people's appetites suspenseful. People who are not good at writing and updating are very likely to mess up 233

But my point should be okay, after all, the Sanbengzi plot actually also talks about this aspect, but some book lovers may regard it as unique to the Sanbengzi world, so I mention it again.

Volume 121: : It was fate that chose [Order]

Light shone through the gaps in the thick, bright red curtain, like the sun's rays.

But if the thing behind it is indeed, as Sunday said, the core of a star hidden in Pinocchio, then this sun must be extinguished.

Firefly took one last look at Sunday and was about to move on.

"Just a moment please."

Sunday suddenly called her.

"Don't waste your breath." Liuying stopped but didn't look back. She said to Rizhou with her back to him, "The Star Core Hunters have no right to communicate with the family."

"That's true." Sunday smiled slightly, "But what if it's just with an orphan of the Grammer Iron Cavalry?"

Seeing that Sam didn't answer, but didn't move on, Sunday continued the conversation.

"Rumor has it that to prevent the powerful Iron Cavalry from falling into the hands of others, these elite warriors have been born with a terminal illness caused by a genetic defect. This makes it impossible for them to exist independently from Grammer, otherwise they will perish."

"Warrior of Grammer, allow me to ask you a question. Is this treatment fair?"

Liuying turned around and stared at Zhou Ri with his eyes under the mask.

“Fair or not, that is my fate,” she said. “Put aside your fair words, House Oak.”

"You have too many misunderstandings about us." Sunday was not angry, but just smiled. "What if I say that in the great cause we are about to build, you can also live like a normal person?"

Live like a normal person?

Liuying suddenly laughed.

"Your great cause relies on dreams?" She turned and met Sunday's gaze. "Relying on a dream from which one never wakes up, allowing people to indulge in illusions and forget reality?"

"Why not?" Sunday admitted frankly, "It's true that truth always emphasizes the importance of reality. But the person who tells this truth hides a crucial point from the audience: Is his reality equal to that of others?"

Then he sighed softly.

"Reality is an unequal zone." Sunday placed his hand on his chest, as if on his heart. "People living in reality are trapped in a prison called self-worth. They are misled by the realization of their values and make mistakes, but the price they pay involves external things."

"People make mistakes again and again, expanding their prison again and again, until it eventually becomes a natural law called survival of the fittest. Under this law, people plunder each other, create sacrifices, and cause tragedy. Is this reality any better than fantasy?"

"Just like the Grammer civilization of the past, they created powerful warriors to fight for them and protect their right to survive, but then turned around and ruthlessly plundered the warriors' right to survive. Do you think this reality is correct?"

Zhou Ri's eyes were blazing and his words were frank, which made Liu Ying silent for a moment.

The man before him seemed to truly believe that relying on fabricated dreams could save the world. He was like those devout believers who devoted themselves to religion, never doubting that the "Way" they believed in could save everyone.

"That's certainly not correct."

After a moment of silence, Liuying spoke.

"But precisely because it's wrong, we should embrace reality. If everyone escapes into beautiful dreams, then who will correct the mistakes in reality?"

"Although fate has imposed flaws on me, I have never bowed to it. I will change fate, transcend fate, and then transform this reality that you say is incorrect into something more beautiful than fantasy."

Sunday sighed again.

"I admire your opinion," he said. "It's strange. Your speech doesn't sound like that of a Star Core Hunter. It's more like that of an unknown guest."

A hint of joy surged in Liuying's heart, but it quickly subsided.

"Choose." She extended her hand to Sunday again, "Hand over the star core, or die."

"It seems that fate has destined us to fight here." When Sunday raised his head again, the smile he had when they met was back on his face. He was confident and believed wholeheartedly in the path he was determined to take.

"Since you believe you can change your destiny, then allow me to send you to the future that has already been predetermined."

Sunday opened his arms, and the curtain in the center of the Grand Theater suddenly rose, and dazzling light instantly spread out, covering the unsuspecting firefly!

Then, Liuying disappeared in the theater...

"After you witness firsthand how cruel the future reality is, will you still be so convinced that you can change it?"

Sunday turned around and spoke softly.

"You must know that it is fate that chooses [Order]."

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The golden moment has been thrown into chaos, with the appearance of "Star Core Hunters" one after another, making the Hound family, which had already been defeated by Firefly, even more overwhelmed and unable to cope.

And those guests in the dream have begun to try to escape from the dream and want to return to reality to avoid the limelight.

Sha Jin had just returned to his golden hour when he saw such a big show, and suddenly he felt like it was a pie falling from the sky.