Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

"Since the robin said he wanted to give you a chance, then I'll give you another one. From now on, forget your identity. Since you don't have a name, just call yourself a drifter. Of course, a wanderer is also fine. It's up to you."

"I will throw you into places that truly need fairness and justice, and then you will use your own eyes and feet to rediscover the world in your eyes."

——The author has something to say——

Incidentally, Mockingbird really did want to rescue Sunday. In the original novel, she struck a deal with Emerald, the company's boss, and Emerald ultimately managed to free Sunday from the family's prison.

As for us, there's no point in doing business with the company. Lao Ri isn't a bad person, but he's used to being high and mighty, so he's definitely not good at ideological work. So, he needs to be sent down to the grassroots level to help alleviate poverty and be reformed by the masses. (Thumbs up)

Volume 150: : Sunday dies, leaving a wanderer

Sunday died.

The evidence is a note left in the cell where he was once imprisoned, which read: Sunday is dead, don't miss him.

The family secretly searched all possible places, but found that this former compatriot of the Oak family seemed to have disappeared from the world. No trace of him could be found inside the planet, in various star ports, or even on other planets in the galaxy.

Likewise, there is no trace of anyone intruding...

So, Sunday became a dead person.

On a desolate planet in a neighboring galaxy, the newly born wanderer quietly put on a black cloak and covered the symbol of his Sky Ring tribe with a hood.

"Due to its distance from its star, the normal radiation this planet receives is insufficient to support life. However, there's always a way out. The star here erupts periodically like a volcano. This would be a disaster for planets close to it, but it's a blessing for this small, remote planet."

Wang Xuanqiao stood beside the wanderer, folding his arms and gazing at the endless desert before him.

"So, life seized the opportunity to thrive here. Not only did they survive in this harsh environment, they even developed their own culture."

"Have you been here?" The wanderer couldn't help asking him, and the way he spoke seemed as if he was very familiar with this planet.

"No, I just found it while passing by," Wang Xuanqiao replied as if it was a matter of course. "When I first brought you down, I happened to notice that the people here have settlements, flags, and even graffiti. That means they have their own culture, right?"

“But if they are so backward that they don’t have synesthesia beacons, I may not be able to communicate with them effectively.” The Drifter frowned.

"That's your question." Wang Xuanqiao smiled faintly. "You asked me how to communicate. Then I have to ask, after all your family has supported the weak for so many years, why didn't you bring the synesthesia beacon to the people on this planet?"

The wanderer stopped talking and sighed in his heart.

Wang Xuanqiao took out a terminal and threw it into the hands of the wanderer.

"This terminal is recorded in the Mockingbird account. If one day you feel you can't hold on any longer, use it to log in to your own account and send a message to Mockingbird. But as for the consequences of doing so, I don't know. You will bear the consequences yourself."

After saying this, he turned around and disappeared from the Drifter's sight.

The wanderer quickly glanced around, only to find that the other person had vanished from sight in a split second. If it weren't for the weight of the terminal in his hand, he might have suspected he was hallucinating.

He just left like that? The wanderer glanced down at the terminal, then raised his head again, gazing at the dim sky. There he could see many twinkling stars, a bit like the flashing neon lights of golden hour.

A hooded cloak and a terminal whose power supply is unknown. These are all he has on him now.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, bringing a chilly feeling to the place. The wanderer subconsciously tightened his cloak, realizing belatedly that the environment here was not so comfortable.

Since this place is far away from the stars, the temperature must be cold.

The wanderer quickly activated the terminal, and after confirming that it was functioning properly, he put it into his clothes and walked forward quickly.

First…find a place that’s sheltered from the wind and warm.

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After kicking Sunday to the planet that really needed help, Wang Xuanqiao quickly returned to Pinocchio, and even climbed up from where he had jumped before, scaring the robin waiting there again.

"Your brother's affairs are settled."

Wang Xuanqiao took out his terminal, called up the photo of the wanderer he had taken before leaving, and placed it in front of the robin.

"If he truly harbors the ambition of building a paradise for the weak, then the years ahead will be the process of him using his own hands to realize his ideal," Wang Xuanqiao said to Robin. "Also, each terminal costs 50 points. Remember to return them to the arcade when you have time."

"Uh, huh? Oh, oh, okay, okay..."

Suddenly the reckoning began, and the robin was a little confused for a moment.

After she finally realized what was happening, she couldn't help but ask, "So, why did my brother choose to give up the path of harmony?"

"Because he has been staying in the cage." Wang Xuanqiao replied.

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When leaving the Huichangshi, Wang Xuanqiao suddenly realized that the leading actors of the Pinocchio drama seemed to be missing someone?

Who is it?

Forget it, the villains who deserved death died, and those who deserved atonement redeemed themselves. As for those who didn't make it to the stage in time, just treat it as a peaceful vacation and enjoy the dream world.

A sure win, right? Unless she's a fun-loving person with a lot of ideas, haha.

Anyway, Wang Xuanqiao was ready to enjoy his vacation. He had already started making plans in his head, preparing to take Alicia to some places for fun.

Why not go aboard the Hui Changshi first, sit on it and watch all twelve moments of the dream, and then decide where to go for fun together? Wang Xuanqiao thought.

In that case, I have to pay a visit to the current owner of the Phaedra stone, Miss Star Core.

Miss Star Core wasn't currently aboard the Feldspar. Although Old Emperor Ao had officially announced the gift, the transfer of ownership of the airship would not take place until after the Harmonious Ceremony.

Xing was still enjoying her Pinocchio holiday, but she was strolling around like a slacker, and Miss Zhao Camera wasn't there either, enjoying her shopping at dusk.

When Wang Xuanqiao found her, Xing was struggling with the capsule toy machine.

"Manager? You're just in time!" Xing was holding an Aideen token in his hand.

"What? Do you want me to draw for you?" Wang Xuanqiao asked.

"No. This is the last token. A single draw is definitely not reliable." Xing shook his head. "I've run out of token redemptions these past few days. Manager, you should still have some. Please help me redeem some. I'm sure I'll get something in my next five-draw streak!"

"...You don't consider yourself an outsider." Wang Xuanqiao shook his head. "It's not impossible to help you redeem it, but what price are you willing to pay?"

"I treasured my..."

"Stop, I don't want any garbage."

"It's not trash! It's a testament to high moral standards!"

Wang Xuanqiao:?

"Huh? Can that thing still be given as a gift?" he wondered.

This is just how ignorant he is. Praise for noble morals can be traded, and the price is 648.

"Wait, that's not right." Wang Xuanqiao pondered and suddenly realized the key point. "Giving that thing away doesn't mean you're going to do something immoral?"

He couldn't help but complain.

"Hey! I didn't expect the store manager to be one of my generation!" Xing's eyes lit up, but he smiled awkwardly and touched his hair. "Then it seems I can only take out the best thing in the bottom of the box, the authentic soda bean juice from Xianzhou Luofu!"

"...You might as well give me garbage." Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but hold his forehead. "Why did you bring that thing with you?"

"Sanyue insisted on buying this, saying it's the most representative specialty of Xianzhou Luofu." Xing spread out his hands. "I took a lot with me when I left, and I still haven't used it... Ah! I used the Withdraw function!"

"You're chatting online here..." Wang Xuanqiao rolled his eyes at Miss Xinghe. "Forget it. Lend me the Hui Changshi for two days and I'll help you redeem it."

"Oh, that's it?" Xing waved his hand immediately. "Why are you being so polite to me, store manager? What's mine is yours. Just play with it. Just don't break it, or the family might come after me for compensation."

"So what do you think of this token?"

Xing came up directly with a hopeful look on his face.

"Okay, okay, I'll exchange it for you." Wang Xuanqiao shook his head helplessly, turned around and went to the edge of the square to find someone to exchange some Aideen tokens.

"Okay, okay! I will definitely win the grand prize this time!" Xing took the token, and it seemed to be on fire in an instant, and then something incomprehensible popped out of his mouth, such as 'Seventy draws have been made, and the next ones will definitely be shipped'.

She dropped the tokens into the capsule machine one by one and solemnly pulled down the joystick.

The huge capsule toy started to spin, then rolled out along the slide and landed in front of Xing.

Miss Xinghe rushed over excitedly and started to lift the lid of the capsule toy.

Guess what?

It sank!

"Ah! Why!" Miss Star Core screamed suddenly.

Because there's no guaranteed payout. "Do you think this is a card-drawing game?" Wang Xuanqiao sighed and turned away.

He picked up the terminal and sent a message to Alicia.

——The author has something to say——

PS: This chapter actually contains a hint (bushi), which hints at the subsequent plot development (no way).

PS2: Okay, just kidding. Everyone knows that after Pinocchio's done, he'll beat up Lao Ma. Oh no, it's a martial arts performance. And Volume is pretty much over here, with only two or three chapters left. I'm not really considering new guests for Volume right now, as I still have a bunch of games left to write for the old guests, so I'll prioritize those stories.

PS3: By the way, the third volume will probably usher in a real turning point for the protagonist, and at the end of the last few chapters, there will be a mention of something that I personally think is quite interesting. However, I have already mentioned it in the book club, so please keep it confidential for the time being.

Volume 151: : My True Self and the Dream Journey of Gold (Part )

Just as Alicia was rolling around in bed worried about the plan, she suddenly saw the news from Wang Xuanqiao.

She rolled over, lying down, her pink hair cascading down the edge of the bed, spilling onto the floor. Alicia quickly opened the message, obscuring the original document.

"News about Xuanqiao~ Let me see—Um, Pinocchio? Can we still catch the Harmony Festival if we go now?"

Alicia sat up and received several more photos sent by Wang Xuanqiao, including the dazzling Midnight Pearl Golden Hour, the luxurious airship Hui Changshi, the huge shopping mall at dusk, and many other characteristic scenery of Pinocchio.

"Oh, I really want to go right away. But the plans for the memorial aren't finished yet, so um—well! I guess I'll have to unleash my full potential!"

Alicia jumped out of bed without even putting on slippers, and ran directly to the desk on the carpet. She tapped to wake up the dormant computer and began to work harder.

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"You finished a week's work in three hours?"

Wang Xuanqiao looked at Eden who was traveling with Alicia in surprise.

"Yes, as soon as Ellie saw the message you sent, it was as if she had broken through a bottleneck." Eden smiled slightly, while Alicia beside him accepted the compliment calmly.

"Hmm~ This is the motivation Xuanqiao gives me," she said. "With such a kind invitation, wouldn't it be a shame if I couldn't attend because of a little work?"

"I've been taken care of by Ellie this time." Eden shook his head slightly. "Now all that's left is for me to prepare the songs, but I'm a little... not so good at writing upbeat songs."

"Well, no wonder Ellie dragged you along. The Harmonious Music Festival held by Pinocchio in the Land of Dreams should give you some inspiration."

Wang Xuanqiao nodded, sent a message to Liuying who was on the train, took a detour from there, and took Alicia and Eden to check in at the hotel front desk.

After the turmoil, the family's servants became much more alert. Wang Xuanqiao's status as a shareholder allowed the family's servants to give him a green light all the way, and he got two good rooms.

As for why there are two, it is of course because Wang Xuanqiao does not need to live here, nor does he need to enter the dream through the Dream Pool.

The three of them met at the golden hour. Alicia and Eden quickly adapted to the feeling of moving in the memory space and began to tour this dreamland.

There are strange unicycles that spray rainbow light galloping on the road, three-colored ice cream cones floating in front of snack carts, talking billboards with big eyes following passers-by everywhere, and the Dream Theater playing midnight songs everywhere.

All the splendor and prosperity are presented to every visitor in accordance with the inspiration of the dream builders.

It is almost impossible to tell that this place has ever experienced a war. If the Grand Theater had not yet failed to rise like the moon at night, perhaps the chaos of order would have really become an absurd dream in the eyes of many people.

Alicia had seen Pinocchio at the terminal beforehand, so she had specially prepared a classically styled dress for this trip. It was a bit like a ball gown, but without the long, flowing sleeves and hem, making it very light and comfortable.

It was as if she had melted into the painting of Pinocchio, perfectly at ease, like a part of the golden hour rather than a tourist.

If Alicia had almost become the scenery itself, then Eden was the one capturing it. Like a dedicated photographer for Alicia, she meticulously recorded every glance the young woman took.

So what about Wang Xuanqiao?

Of course, he became Alicia's exclusive photography partner, and he had to be in two out of three photos.

Just like in front of the three-color ice cream cone, Wang Xuanqiao would half-squat beside the ice cream cone, pretending to hold the ice cream cone with his hands, while Alicia would lean over slightly on the other side, making a gesture of opening her mouth to bite the three-color ice cream cone.

Eden took this slightly quirky photo of the two of them with a slight smile.

In the end, she naturally ate the three-color ice cream cone. Since she couldn't gain weight in dreams, Alicia simply ate all three cones.

There was also the Clock Boy statue in the sunken plaza. Ever since the Grand Theatre vanished from the sky, it had become perhaps the most famous landmark of Golden Hour. This time, Alicia didn't ask Eden to take the photo again, but instead asked a nearby omnic passerby to take the picture.

Alicia pulled Wang Xuanqiao to the left and Eden to the right, while she stood in the middle. She linked their arms and smiled brightly at the camera.

After taking the photo, the intelligent machine passersby couldn't help but praise it - according to the aesthetics of organic life, the shot of the three of them together was almost impeccable.

After walking and taking some photos, the three of them came to Dr. Edward's Dream Shop. They heard that Xing bought a dream bubble here that was suspected to be left by the pioneering star god Akivali. Alicia browsed the list of dream bubbles on sale and suddenly asked Dr. Edward if she could leave her own dream here.

The answer is certainly yes.