Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

"I'm sorry, we didn't phrase this question properly." Ji Ziyi stepped forward and met Sunday's gaze. "Mr. Sunday, have you abandoned the faith of harmony and embraced order?"

"Yes." Sunday replied calmly.

"Isn't that a conspiracy?" March Seventh complained, "You guys are still trying to take advantage of the Harmonious Music Festival to do something bad."

"It seems I need to reiterate that there's a misunderstanding between us." Sunday laughed again. "I'm not sure what the Nameless Guests learned from the Watchmaker, but we have no intention of resurrecting the Star God, nor do we intend to murder any of the guests."

"If that's the case, why did the family hide the existence of the star core?" Walter took a step forward. "Why did they even package their belief in order as harmony and pretend to be believers in harmony?"

"That's a very pointed question, Mr. Walter." Sunday smiled slightly. "If you are seeking the truth, then please listen patiently as I answer your questions."

"Firstly, the family as a whole is not in the know. Only a few truly know all this. After all, many have already betrayed their righteousness and are unable to die for our original aspirations. All of this disguise, all of this concealment, is for this moment, to bring the 'Tao' we believe in into the world!"

"What kind of ambition do you have that would make you imprison the entire Pinocchio?" Walter pushed his glasses lightly, his eyes sharp.

"It's very simple. We hope to create a pure land for the world." Sunday raised his head slightly, as if mentioning something he was most proud of.

"I believe that the nameless travelers who have traveled throughout the galaxy will understand the truth of what I am saying now," he said aloud. "In this galaxy, in this world, the error known as 'self-worth' is constantly piling up. And when people fight and plunder over these errors, the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive, enveloping all life."

"Let me ask all the anonymous guests, is this the right world?"

The train crew had different expressions for a moment, but none of them chose to answer in this life.

Seeing this, Sunday curled his lips and continued to preach the principles he believed in.

"Such a law will only reduce the world to a world divided between the strong and the weak. The strong will then enslave the weak, and the weak will enslave the even weaker. Layer upon layer of oppression, layer upon layer of deprivation, will ultimately turn the world into a civilized wilderness! Please forgive my inability to accurately describe that barbaric scene. Let me give you a simple example. Do you know the system called the weekend off?"

After receiving an approving response from the train crew, Sunday began to talk about his favorite "example".

"In some worlds, there exists a system of social operations with two or even three days off. During these rare days of rest, people can escape the pressures of life and find a respite. Only on days like these can people escape the law of the jungle and live happily in these brief days and nights."

"However, this happy time is still too short. In my opinion, the most ideal social system should be seven days off, where the day after Sunday is the second, third, and finally the next Sunday forever. This is the kind of world I hope for—an eternal and peaceful day with nothing to do."

"Thus, everyone can return to their original place in this paradise. Some gaze at the Milky Way, absorbed in calculating the distance to our isolated world of Pegana. Others embrace each other in a corner, free from unnecessary responsibilities and the pain of reality."

"Only in this way can humanity face its destined end with the highest purity of spirit, live a life full of dignity, and live happily forever within its limited lifespan. This is the pure land we hope to create for the world, a dream of eternal order."

Sunday's speeches are over.

He successfully made the audience start thinking, but he also received...refutation from the audience.

"Do you know the clock trick?" Xing suddenly took off his hat, held it in his hands, and asked Sunday.

Sunday thought for a moment and replied, "Are you talking about the fantasy in the cartoon 'Clock Kid'? The ability to change a person's mood at will."

"No." Xing shook her head. "Clock Trick is another name Mikhail has woven for it with his own life. And its real name is—"

"It's called the will to explore!"

——The author has something to say——

Volume 125: : The seeds of heroes grow here

Let’s go back to the earlier Liumeng Reef.

"No confidence? Then let me give you one last little gift. You know that clock trick?"

A watchmaker in his childhood, Mikhail smiled and gave his treasures to the younger generations who were pioneering.

"The clock trick, that small power that can change others' emotions. In this dream, it seems that there is no problem it cannot solve. Gently turning the dial can help people out of trouble and watch them move forward..."

"In fact, its essence is very simple. Because it simply gives people an opportunity to change when they feel confused and don't know how to move forward. It may be a reflection after calming down, it may be joy after joy, it may be impulsiveness in anger, or it may be awakening in sadness."

“Just like those travelers who haven’t mustered up enough courage to stop where they are, they only need a gentle push, and they will take a bold step forward, and then write a great story.”

"And this power actually exists in the heart of every nameless guest. The true name of the clock trick is the will to explore."

"The pioneers who blazed the trail have departed, but we have never stopped on this path. So set out boldly. The dream of order that our family seeks to forge will never imprison the will of life to move forward."

“Even if you may indulge in beautiful dreams sometimes, life will eventually wake you up from them.”

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At the center of the Grand Theater's stage, Xing lowered his head and slowly placed the watchmaker's hat on his head.

Clock Kid leaped out from behind her, his face made of a clock dial full of determination.

The watchmaker and the family, the pioneering and the order, everything, must come to an end right here at this moment.

“If you cannot decide your own direction, your life will lose its dignity forever.”

"This is the nameless guest's answer, our answer, Mikhail's answer!"

"The Pinocchio in Mikhail's dream definitely does not belong to the Order!"

When the stars raised their heads again, the long-lost harmonious music in Sunday's memory suddenly sounded. It broke out of the orderly and solemn hymns and sent light notes in the direction of the star train.

Sunday was silent.

The harmonious gods actually cast their gazes towards the nameless guest...

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What is destiny?

The firefly walked slowly forward on the dark river.

The rushing water beneath her feet didn't wet her shoes or socks, but it still brought a chill to her touch. Liuying wasn't sure what that thing was, but she had a vague guess.

Before she knew it, she was already walking in this world filled with darkness, where she couldn't see the way back or the way back.

So the firefly can only rely on its own feelings to keep moving forward, non-stop, non-stop.

Suddenly, she saw 'herself' in front of her, another [Firefly].

Liuying walked in front of [Liuying], and she also looked at Liuying.

"The opportunity to cure entropy was right before your eyes. It was the new future you longed for day and night. But in the end, you sacrificed yourself to save your companions."

"If fate told you the outcome in advance, that your companion would definitely succeed, would you still make the same choice?"

In response to [Liuying]'s question, Liuying laughed.

"I will," she replied. "I do desire a new future. But the safety of my companions is far more important to me than my own future. I should carve out not only my own future, but also the future of my companions."

The firefly before him dissipated, transforming into dark water that spilled into the river beneath his feet. But then another firefly appeared in front of him.

Liuying continued forward and came to the second [Liuying].

"You suffered an entropy attack, and your companions were willing to do everything they could to save your life. With their efforts, hope remained only through waiting, but you chose to end your life."

"If fate told you the outcome in advance, and your companions were sure to bring you hope of survival, would you still make the same choice?"

Liuying shook her head slightly.

"I never doubted her, or whether they could find that hope. Precisely because I believed, I didn't want to be an obstacle to their progress. As an unknown guest, I must constantly explore the future, even if that future doesn't belong to me."

The second [Firefly] also dissipated, and also scattered into the river under his feet, rushing towards an unknown direction.

In front, the third [Firefly] is already waiting for Firefly.

So Liuying stepped forward again and stood in front of the third [Liuying].

"The entropy disease has been cured, and you and your companions are heading towards a new future. But in a stellar core catastrophe in a remote galaxy, everyone is forced to face a life-or-death decision. And you choose to sacrifice yourself."

"If fate told you the outcome in advance, that you didn't have to risk going to the stars, and that everyone would be saved in the end, would you still make the same choice?"

Liuying smiled and shook her head.

"Destiny may reveal success this time, but what if it reveals failure next time? If I stop working hard and stop trying just because I know the outcome, then the road to exploration will never open up for me."

The third [Firefly] also dissipated, and it scattered into the river, making a soft "splash" sound.

There were no more fireflies in this dark world, but in the distance, ahead, a fire suddenly ignited.

The firefly looked at the particularly eye-catching light in the darkness, quickened its pace and ran towards it.

The Glamer Iron Cavalry, clad in flowing flames, appeared before Liuying. Her armor gleamed brilliantly in the firelight, as if she had never experienced any difficult battles.

When Liuying came in front of her, the iron warrior lowered his head and looked back at her.

"The essence of the world is a game of plunder. Both survival and the future are the prizes of this game. If you want to obtain them, you must abide by the rules of the game."

Liuying didn't say anything, but took out the starter of the Firefly mecha. It seemed to have always been on him and never left.

A second beam of fire burst out in the darkness, and Liuying put on the same armor for herself, but her armor was not as bright and shiny as the iron warrior in front of her.

Her armor was covered with tiny scars, from countless fierce battles and from all kinds of enemies.

"If the world is going to make plunder the rule, then I will create new rules."

Liuying raised her hand and raised her fist towards the cavalry in front of her.

"With my companions!"

Blazing flames ignited the darkness! The pitch-black river became fuel, transforming into fire that instantly engulfed the entire dark world. And amidst the endless flames, only the scarred warrior stood proudly!

Suddenly, a high-pitched whistle echoed from the sky. Liuying looked up and saw a giant bird, blazing with flames, fluttering past in the distance. The bird shone with a crimson and golden glow. As it streaked across the sky, the flames instantly grew several times in size, then dissipated as the bird flew away.

Just where the flames dissipated, the earth that should have become scorched earth suddenly came to life!

One new sprout after another breaks through the soil and suddenly grows into an oasis full of vitality.

Liuying suddenly felt that something in her body had changed.

Hero's Seed...

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Sunday realized that a fight with the Star Train was inevitable.

This is a struggle of ideas, not interests. Interests can be reconciled through concessions, but ideas...will never die!

"I'm sorry." Sunday's smile disappeared, leaving only solemnity and solemnity on his face.

"While I respect your persistence, unfortunately, you will never win this battle."

Under Sunday's will, the curtain at the back of the stage began to slowly open.

"We haven't even fought yet, isn't it too early for you to make a conclusion now?" March Seven couldn't help but complain.

"That's because you don't know the truth at all." Sunday's body suddenly left the ground and rose into the air. "Long before you arrived at the theater, we already knew the outcome of everything!"

"Because fate is on the side of [Order]!"

The curtain opened, and dazzling golden light shot towards the train set in the center of the stage.

"If you refuse to believe, then let fate take you to your destined future."

As Zhou Ri finished speaking, he suddenly felt an extremely hot temperature coming from behind him. He subconsciously turned around and saw a large golden-red flame ignite out of thin air, completely blocking the golden light behind the curtain!

"What?!" Sunday's pupils shrank instantly, and he couldn't understand what was happening.

The next moment, the cavalry descended on the stage again and revealed the answer to him.

——The author has something to say——

National Day is coming soon, I don’t have any manuscripts saved, so I can’t go out and play (

Damn it, it's so miserable, why can't I write 20,000 words a day like those coders! If I could write 20,000 words a day, would I be like this?

Wuwuwuwu——

So I want to shamelessly ask for votes and support during the National Day _(:з)∠)_

Volume 126: : The Grand Ceremony of Recreating the Star God

The cavalry warriors returned to the stage with a completely different look.

Her originally dark armor had become even brighter, with gilded patterns dotted along the many joints. But the most eye-catching thing were the two golden-red ribbons extending from her back. When they were together, they resembled a cape, and when they were apart, they resembled wings.

Sunday, who was standing on the opposite side, could see more clearly that the warrior's grid mask had disappeared, and was replaced by a device shaped like an eyepiece, but it emitted a blue-green light like a high-temperature flame, like two scorching eyes.

(PS: Refer to the explosive armor form of Firefly Mecha)

The Star Core Hunter is back? Sunday's expression darkened instantly.

Moreover, it seems that she is also a companion of the Starry Sky Train?

No wonder they spoke like an unknown person...it turns out these people are all in the same group. Sunday suddenly understood a lot. The Star Train, seemingly the most isolated and helpless, was actually the force with the most confidence in victory.

Is this also part of your calculations? Watchmaker...