Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Away Wuzhan at the Beginning

"Talking about 'Sam' mentioned by Silver Wolf, Walter took a deep breath. '[Melfire Knight] Sam,' it's said, is a remnant of the Grammer Iron Cavalry. He's a genetically modified warrior with extraordinary cognition, acting decisively and leaving no room for maneuver. He's as dangerous as Kafka and Blade."

"This is a threatening letter. The hidden map Silver Wolf mentioned must be the sealed-off Dreamland Hotel. For future considerations, we definitely need to visit the site."

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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

"Hmm... The sealed-off Dream Hotel is probably a dangerous place like the original Dream, right?"

Mitsuri Kanroji bit into a cherry cake and puffed out her cheeks like a hamster and said, "How about calling Ryuga? That little girl seems to want to know the truth about the dream, too."

"Huh? Call her? Why would she call?" Busui flicked his wrist impatiently. "That woman can't handle such a dangerous environment, right?"

"Indeed... that meme is inherently dangerous. It'll probably take three or four people to subdue it. If Firefly comes along, she might become a burden," said Kocho Shinobu seriously. "That knight named 'Sam' has also been dispatched. He might even be in the original dream. If he sets his sights on Firefly..." Kocho Shinobu gasped, "... then Xing won't have time to spare. Once the battle starts, everyone will die."

"Sam is targeting Liuying? There's no reason, right? Isn't she an ordinary little girl?" Mitsuri Kanroji asked in confusion.

"...This is just speculation. The actions of a Star Core Hunter can't be interpreted with common sense," said Serpent Pillar Iguro Obanai calmly. "However, judging from Silver Wolf's words, it's not hard to tell that Sam is a complete martial arts fanatic."

"Someone like Akaza?" Shinobu Kocho lowered her head in thought. "That might be easier... If he simply wants to improve his skills, there are still many strong people on the train team who are worth fighting."

Chapter 348: Pinocchio (Thirty-Seven)

"The train crew decided to cooperate with Black Swan. After discussing it, everyone quickly returned to their rooms."

"Xing is still worried about Liuying, wondering if she's returned to reality. She wants to pick up her phone to ask, but she finds she doesn't have her contact information..."

"Black Swan was waiting for her in her room. As soon as he saw Xing, he read the emotion on her face: 'You look nervous, Xing. Are you worried about that little girl? If you have anything on your mind, you can talk to me. There's no one in the world more suitable to be a psychotherapist than the Rememberer.'"

"Can you confirm Liuying's safety?" Xing asked directly.

"Don't worry, it's a one-way door that leads only to a waking reality. Unless the girl has a strong will and refuses to wake up from her dream...how could that be possible? She must be rubbing her eyes somewhere in the hotel right now."

"Hearing Black Swan's words, Xing finally felt relieved. She lay down in the dream pool and quickly entered the dream world."

"She opened her eyes and returned to the familiar room. The black swan was still waiting for her not far away."

"I know you're more sensitive to memories and more susceptible to the effects of dreams than others, which is why I need to accompany you. I'll use a little trick to make your discomfort less severe. Don't worry, your companions are safe too. Before entering the dream, I asked each of them for a small piece of jewelry, which will allow me to sense their presence in the memory realm."

"Black Swan sensed that they had woken up in their respective rooms. However, due to the different structure of the memory realm and reality, Jizi and Sanyueqi's rooms are far away. Time waits for no one, and they must reunite in the lobby immediately."

Along the way, they saw the staggering figures of the Dream Dancer troupe. Black Swan frowned slightly, "Strange, there seems to be someone else's presence here..."

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Ave Mujica.

The lights in the rehearsal room were pale, and the sound of the band's rehearsal stopped abruptly.

"Measure three, beat four."

Toyokawa Shoko's fingers tapped heavily on the sheet music, her nails scratching the paper with a harsh sound. "Ms. Yutenji—how many times has this happened? There should be a limit to how much distraction you can have, right? You're the one who needs practice the most, so haven't you been practicing lately?"

Miao Meng twirled the drumsticks around his fingertips and smiled sheepishly, "I can't help it. I've been busy lately~"

"busy?"

Xiangzi's voice suddenly sank, like silk soaked in ice water, soft yet piercing. She pulled out her phone and expertly flipped to Miaomeng's account. The two most recent videos were posted just two days ago.

"A drum performance of 'Free a Heart from Sorrow,' and..." Xiangzi's fingers slid quickly across the screen, "a makeup tutorial imitating Liuying."

"So... you don't have time to practice the music from Ave Mujica, but you have time to practice the music from the Cyclorama?"

"Hey~ Doesn't Xiangzi also like the content on the sky screen? Pinocchio is now the most popular website in the world—" Miao Meng stood up and walked around behind Xiangzi, her fingers gently resting on the girl's soft shoulders, "You need a little rub sometimes, you know~"

"But that's no reason for you to neglect your practice!"

"No, that's my reason."

Miao Meng ignored the girl's anger and plopped down on the sofa as if nothing had happened. She shrugged and said, "It's obvious that just using other people's songs can gain more attention. There's nothing wrong with borrowing them appropriately, right? Many music groups around the world are using them. The key is popularity...the popularity of the band."

"But that song is totally inconsistent with the style of our Ave Mujica, right?" Xiangzi's eyebrows were almost twisted into a tiny wrinkle.

"What's the point of being like or not? As long as the fans like it, that's all that matters." Miao Meng pulled out her phone and sent several copies of the sheet music to everyone else's phones. "It's up to you whether you practice or not. Remember, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

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"The two of them arrived at the lobby and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the middle of the lobby."

Black Swan was a little stunned: "Ah...it's her? How is this possible?"

Huang Quan was standing next to several members of the Dream Awakening Troupe, looking around with a hint of distress. "Isn't there... any staff here?" She turned around and looked at the two of them with some surprise. "Huh? Why are you here?"

"You...are you lost again?"

"That's not the case. I just don't know where I am." Huang Quan replied honestly.

The three of them cleared out the few small monsters in front of them. Once they were quiet, Huang Quan asked curiously, "Why are you two here?"

"But this was also the question Black Swan wanted to ask her. Huang Quan didn't hide it. She said that there were some secret rumors about watchmakers and inheritance circulating in Pinocchio. She was curious about who was spreading them, so she tested the rumors... and actually ended up here."

"Considering the dangers lurking in this dreamland, Huang Quan has suggested that we travel together. She can protect your safety, and she also needs the assistance of the Rememberers."

"Xing naturally agreed. Huang Quan is extremely grateful to the two of you and is also very happy to be traveling with Miss Black Swan again."

“Hmm… I hope so.”

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Teyvat.

"fear."

In Nata's arena, the Fire Goddess Mavica put down her beer and looked curiously at the slightly unhappy expression on Black Swan's face. She was very familiar with this expression - when she was not yet the Fire God, those who fought her would always show this expression.

"...She seems a little afraid of this Miss Huang Quan."

"Scared? Why?" Chaska was a little confused. "I remember Miss Rememberer once took the initiative to invite Huang Quan to dance, right? Logically, they should have a good relationship. Could it be that Huang Quan and Black Swan are hiding some unknown grudge?"

"Could it be that Huang Quan's dancing skills are terrible, but he feels good about himself?"

Mavica laughed out loud. "How is that possible? Miss Black Swan wouldn't be the type to care about such trivial matters." She lowered her head slightly in thought, "I guess... it's strength."

Huang Quan did possess a power that could not be underestimated - this was almost a consensus among them, but no one knew exactly to what extent Huang Quan possessed that power.

She always fought with the sword in its sheath, and no one had ever seen it unsheathed.

——Is the opponent not worthy of her drawing her sword?

——Or will drawing the sword bring irreversible consequences?

Mavica could only think of these two possibilities. But she guessed that Miss Black Swan might be the person in Pinocchio who best understood Huang Quan's strength... Otherwise, it was hard to explain why she was so wary.

Chapter 349: Pinocchio (Thirty-Eight)

"The three of them continued forward and took an elevator to a mysterious and deep corridor."

"Walk to the end of the corridor, there's just a closed door."

“Is this door… locked too?”

"This is going to go on forever. Let me do it." Black Swan closed his eyes and searched the room, even every corner outside the room, in a way that was almost telepathic."

"This memory… is a bit too distorted. I have to resort to some less elegant methods. Please give me a moment…"

"Hmm... I got it. I can see the center of this dream, and my family members... and a few figures groping forward. It seems your friends aren't doing well either... one, two, three..."

"A blurry, illusory figure suddenly appeared in Black Swan's vision."

“…No, three? There’s a third person trying to find their way to the lobby? Wait…this is…”

The black swan's eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly startled by the wind: "—Is it the little girl you were with before?"

Xing took a deep breath and tried to remain calm: "You said she has returned to reality."

"I don't understand, but there's a familiar figure in my memory, and she feels very similar to me... Why would she want to go so deep into the dream?" Black Swan frowned incomprehensibly. "Is she... running? No... fleeing? There seems to be something behind her..."

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Attack on Titan.

"Who would chase her? Could it be that 'Sam'?"

"No…Impossible, Alan."

The chilly evening breeze blew, and Armin's hands, holding the hot tea, trembled slightly. "It's most likely the meme that attacked them in the original dream. If Sam's combat power is equal to Kafka or Blade, then Firefly has no chance of escape."

He paused, then continued, "I suspect she came here alone because someone passed her information, indicating that the watchmaker's legacy lies here. Otherwise... it doesn't explain why she would risk so much alone to venture into the Primordial Dream."

"The watchmaker's legacy... What kind of treasure is this worth risking your life for?"

"Could it be that inheritance is a cure? She's a sick girl. If she doesn't get the inheritance, she'll probably die soon." Mikasa lowered her eyes and tightened the red scarf around her neck. "I hope that man named Sam can save her."

"...Unlikely. Sam is more like a savior. After all, this Star Core Hunter still has some feelings for her. Although Liuying is pitiful... but as a transformed warrior, Sam is probably not a man who will soften his heart when he sees a girl."

"No, that's not right—"

Armin's eyes suddenly widened, the tea swirling violently in his cup, a few drops of hot tea splashing onto the back of his hand without him noticing. He stood up suddenly, knocking over the small wooden stool with his knee, nearly causing him to fall.

"My idea was completely wrong! Alan, your conclusion just now is correct. The one who hunted down Firefly was Sam!" His fingers hovered in the air and gestured continuously, as if trying to grasp a fleeting inspiration. "What if... I mean what if! What if Firefly has the ability to kill Memes?"

"Ah?" The other two people in front of the campfire were stunned.

"Alan, do you remember that girl's extraordinary observation skills? That's not something that ordinary people can develop... not even Captain Levi can do it! She is very likely hiding her strength in front of Xing. She is not weak at all. On the contrary... she is very powerful!"

Armin patiently explained, "It was with this power that she dared to enter the Primordial Dream to search for the Watchmaker's legacy... and the one pursuing her was none other than Sam, the even more powerful one capable of destroying the Yepera Brotherhood!" Armin looked at the two men with some pride. "What do you think?"

Allen wiped the sweat from his forehead: "...I think it's a bit outrageous."

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"The situation is urgent. I can only make an exception and use some small tricks to take you through the memory realm."

"Black Swan's voice rang out beside Xing's ears, and at the same time, some vague voices slipped into her mind like loaches:"

"The Watchmaker's Legacy..."

“I… don’t want to give up…”

“I have the right…right…”

Black Swan's tone was clearly anxious. "I've gathered a few of her thoughts from my memories to help you form an impression of her. Now, grasp these emotions firmly and organize them in your mind. The 'old friend' who appeared here is not only her, but also the third person who was at the scene when you were in danger—"

“That memory meme, it’s there too.”

"Xing's pupils suddenly contracted, and she almost instinctively rushed into the elevator in front of her. An indescribable liquid—darkness—flowed from her chest to her throat. A feeling of suffocation overwhelmed her from the inside out. Then, a voice rang out..."

“I dreamed of a scorched earth and a new bud breaking through the soil. It bloomed in the morning sun and whispered to me.”

“Why do people choose to sleep? I think…”

"I don't know who made that final sigh."

“…because I’m afraid of waking up from this ‘dream.’”

Huang Quan cautiously pressed Xing's shoulder: "...Be careful! There's a dangerous aura nearby."

"Xing's footsteps echoed through the hall, the empty space amplifying the sound of her breathing. Her eyes scanned the surroundings anxiously until—"

"Not far away, the girl suddenly turned around."

"Liu Ying's hair drew a soft arc in the air, and the vigilance in her eyes melted away like ice and snow. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing an unconcealable joy and excitement."

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Konosuba: God's blessing on this wonderful world.

"I, I'm willing to trade Kazuma's ten years of singleness for Hotaru's safety!"

Aqua's discordant voice of making a wish suddenly rang out in the tavern.

"Hey! You bastard, you are a goddess after all, right? How can you exchange your leader's happiness for the safety of another woman's life!" He Zhen grabbed Aqua's clothes, but suddenly heard thunderous cheers coming from the tavern.

He looked up and saw Miss Liuying in the sky, staring at Xing across the sky. Her eyes were filled with affection, almost tearing. Especially her smile after letting down her guard, it was simply a spring breeze.

"Miss Liuying is fine! That's great!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

"Hahaha, Kazuma, your singleness is really useful!"

Kazuma was almost petrified on the spot. He wiped his tears and cursed Aqua inwardly when another scream came from the tavern the next second.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Look!"