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Yi Xuan lowered his brows in thought. "Hmm... I remember [Mystery] being mentioned during the Universal Locust Plague, but it didn't make many moves, nor did it participate in the battle against the Star God [Fertility]. It's just as mysterious as [Nothingness]. Could it be that Galaha's appearance was caused by the power of a mysterious destiny?"

She still didn't know what forces the mysterious destiny had, but the fact that it could create a person alive in a dream showed that the power of the mysterious destiny was very strange.

"Master, Master!"

Ju Fufu tilted his head and blinked, looking puzzled. "Doesn't Mr. Gallaher have a physical presence in the Daydream Hotel?"

"Yes." Yixuan nodded. "Fufu, you could compare Mr. Gallagher to a... ghost. However, he isn't the product of a deceased human soul. Instead, he's a ghost formed by the power of the [Mysterious] Star God, who absorbed portions of the cognition and identity of fifty-two family members in dreams. As a ghost, he naturally has no physical form in reality."

"Oh oh!" Ju Fufu's tiger ears suddenly stood up excitedly, "He has absorbed so many people, so Mr. Gallagher must be very powerful, right?!"

"Hmm... Fu Fu, whether he's strong or not is still undetermined, but his presence will definitely make this Sunday boy very angry." Yi Xuan chuckled, "I wonder if his [Harmony] shackles can work on a 'ghost'?"

Chapter 424 Pinocchio (One Hundred and Five)

““Haha…” Gallagher suddenly threw back his head and laughed, “Hahahaha! You’re so brave, awesome! Not bad, I underestimated you…”

Gallagher slowly walked up to Sunday and coldly looked at the young man in front of him, whose face remained expressionless and unmoved. "I admire you. And then? Does this prove that I killed your sister and the stowaway?"

"This proves that you and the memory meme [Death] are birds of a feather—that's enough."

Sunday clenched his fists and took a deep breath: "Listen carefully, I don't care how you did it... I only care about one thing now, the answer to one question -"

Almost every word he uttered was squeezed out between his teeth, each word was spoken with gritted teeth: "—You bastard, you damned stray dog, why did you kill her?!"

Gallagher didn't answer him directly. He just smiled and sat on the sofa nearby. He flipped a lighter, and a faint flame ignited in the shadows: "People in the know can't see the sand in their eyes. They just know it's there."

""Want answers? I can give them to you.""

"Gallaher quickly extinguished the flickering flames, only to see a huge, dark shadow appear behind Sunday. Before he could turn around, the meme's tail stinger had already pierced his chest, splashing a pool of transparent "blood" on the ground."

“…all because of that damn fate.”

-

The burial of Fulilian.

"Huh?? He even dares to kill Sunday?!"

Hugh Turk had just thought Sunday was brewing some incredible conspiracy, with countless hidden cards still to be played, but he was dead the next second?!

...It's like practicing in the mountains for thirty years, and when you are ready to go out and make great achievements, you step into a hunter's trap and die.

“Who is this Mr. Gallagher? He actually ordered the memory domain meme to kill people at the Oak family… isn’t that a bit too brazen?” Zain raised his head and took a sip of beer, his cheeks flushed. “Hmph… Now, even Sunday is going down with Gold Dust. If there’s a tavern in the original dream, maybe they can sit down and have a drink?”

"Just don't fight." Fearon looked at the white-haired girl who was busy eating. "Lady Flillian, do you know why Mr. Gallagher wanted to kill Miss Firefly and Miss Mockingbird?"

"I'm not sure, but it's definitely not out of hatred." Flillian swallowed the food in her cheeks with a satisfied expression. "I guess... hehe, it's because they know something they shouldn't know, and Gallagher wants to kill them to silence them! One of them is investigating in the original dream, and the other is not far from the truth. I guess they have a lot of information, right?"

Fulilian lowered her voice seriously, "And this Gallagher... is only a good guy on the surface. The fact that he's in league with the Memory Domain Meme is enough to prove that he's not a good person. You have to know that the Memory Domain Meme originally planned to attack Xing! Gallagher originally wanted to kill Xing!"

Hugh Tark slapped his thigh in sudden realization. "I see! I didn't expect his disguise to be so good, even fooling Miss Himeko!... But if even Mr. Gallagher can't be trusted, who should the train crew trust now? The family?"

-

RE: Life in a Different World from Zero.

"Oh?"

Parker, floating on Emilia's shoulder, showed a brief look of surprise, his tail wagging gently. "I didn't expect Sunday to care so much about his sister. I thought he was the kind of ambitious person who would abandon his sister at any time to achieve his plans at a critical moment."

Emilia glanced sideways at the elf on her shoulder and frowned slightly. "Parker, you can't say that... Mr. Sunday treasured the light cone he and his sister used to have when they were young. This is enough to show that he really cherishes his relationship with Miss Mockingbird."

"But this Mr. Gallagher is connected to the [Death]. Isn't that enough to prove that he's the real culprit behind everything?"

"But he's on the train crew's side." Natsuki Subaru sat on the sofa, enjoying the tea Rem had just brought him. "This guy even said he was only 13... Now that I think about it, I guess that 13 is a conclusion he arrived at after integrating the cognition of others and starting to develop his own consciousness."

...The young uncle suddenly became reasonable.

Parker slowly floated over Natsuki Subaru's head and said, "Speaking of which, what would 486 do if he encountered this situation?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Natsuki Subaru didn't react for a moment.

"—If Emilia was killed in a dream, and someone more powerful told you to give up investigating her cause of death, what would you do?"

"I?"

Natsuki Subaru scratched his head, holding his chin in thought for a long time, then suddenly gave a thumbs up: "Of course I have to risk my life to find the whereabouts of Emilia-tan!"

Emilia's face flushed instantly, and her voice became stammering: "4, 486! Don't say such things suddenly!"

"Tsk..."

Ram suddenly appeared behind Natsuki Subaru and tapped him lightly on the back of the head with the tray in her hand, making a crisp "pop" sound.

"A loser like 486 who can't even do daily cleaning is talking about risking his life. Next time, please don't say such arrogant and disgusting things."

-

"The night was as dark as ink, and a gentle breeze blew through the desolate ruins. Among the shattered walls, overgrown weeds swayed in the moonlight. Fireflies danced in swarms by the pond, casting tiny streams of light in the darkness."

"The corpse of a true stinging insect was slowly burning. By the pond, a mech stood on the grass. A cold, mechanical voice shattered the silence of the night: "Command, this is AR-26710. Copy."

"Only the chirping of insects answered its call. On the water's surface, the reflections of fireflies intertwined with the starlight, like another miniature starry sky."

"There were footsteps behind him, and another mecha of a different model slowly approached him. He said calmly, "Probably there won't be a response."

The rock face nearby suddenly trembled, and a larger, heavier mech rose from the rubble, demanding, "What should we do? We're the only survivors nearby."

""We have to contact the other mechas anyway... huh?""

"AR-26710 seemed to sense something. It turned its head and saw a flash of fire behind it. A white-haired girl in combat uniform gracefully descended from the flames—she had actually disarmed her mecha herself."

““In that case…””

The girl plucked a small purple flower beside her and held it to her nose. "This is faster, right?"

Chapter 425: Thousand Stars Journey: "At This Moment, Under the Same Starry Sky" (Part 1)

Absolute Zone Zero.

"This... so many mechas!"

In the laboratory of Baizhi Heavy Industry, white smoke was about to come out of Grace's head. Her slender fingers gestured frantically on the tablet computer, trying to zoom in on the appearance details of the three mechas that had just appeared.

"Ahhh! This joint transmission structure!" Her breathing became rapid, and her cheeks began to flush abnormally. "This mecha is equipped with hydraulic buffers. I heard their beautiful sound... and there is also a honeycomb composite armor layer! It's simply the perfect combination of mechanical aesthetics and violent aesthetics! So wild, I love it!"

Keleda held her forehead speechlessly: "Oh, my sister has started again..."

"And that even bigger one! I really want to tear off its outer layer of protection and listen to the sound of its structure unfolding... ah, how youthful and graceful it is..."

"Don't even think about it, sis. These mechas seem to have the same function as the defense forces; they're all military mechas. By the time you have time to study them... they might have already arrived en masse."

"But there's something strange," Anton asked. "Even the Defense Forces are collaborating with the Wistar Institute to gradually begin research on unmanned, long-range mechas. These mechas clearly have more advanced, cutting-edge technology, so why do they need real people to pilot them?"

If a mech is damaged, it means a pilot is in danger or even dead. Building a mech only costs money, but training a pilot with rich combat experience is much more difficult.

"Ahem, there's another possibility." Grace, gradually regaining her composure from her frenzy, cleared her throat. "Perhaps these mechas themselves are equipped with some kind of biological adaptation system... In short, they can temporarily increase the mecha's power by burning the pilot's life."

"Isn't this murder?" Keleda gasped.

"If they're sure it's a military mecha, then killing the target and completing the mission must be their top priority." Grace put on a more serious expression. "And, little one, have you noticed that both Liuying and the girl with glasses are very young? They look... not even adults. What kind of military organization do you think would drag underage pilots into battle?"

"This……"

"I speculate that this military organization is short of pilots, so they are forced to conscript young boys and girls. They must be facing a war that is cruel beyond imagination."

-

“Hey, you…”

As the tall mecha looked surprised, Firefly beside him had already untransformed and gracefully descended from the flames. "I see. Article 4 of the Grammer Military Regulations prohibits leaving the cockpit without permission."

The girl beside him pushed up her red glasses, a sly smile curling her lips. "We'll be discovered soon. We'll be punished, though..."

“There’s nothing we can do about it.”

"Liuying smiled faintly, her attention drawn to the fireflies dancing nearby. She turned her head and, along with the girl beside her, gazed at these tiny lives dancing lightly in the darkness."

“How many times have you done this?”

"Her voice was so soft, it almost blended into the chirping of insects at night. As she gently lifted her finger, a firefly landed on her index finger, its tail's faint glow illuminating her snow-white combat uniform."

""Um?""

"Leave the cockpit like this."

"Liuying slightly raised her face, the night wind ruffling her silver hair. The girl beside her also quietly raised her head, and the bright starry sky was reflected in both of their eyes."

"Countless fireflies swam across the night sky, like stardust scattered by the gods. Their light blended with the galaxy, and for a moment it was impossible to distinguish between the stars in the sky and the fireflies on the earth."

"A crimson streak suddenly streaked across the night sky, and a flaming meteor crashed to the ground. Amidst the smoke and dust, a brand-new mecha slowly straightened up."

"Grammer Military Code, Article 2: Maintain alert; Article 4: Do not leave the cockpit."

It looked up at the people in front of it and said, "...Are you guys dying?"

-

Attack on Titan.

In a small restaurant in the Liberio internment zone, Gabi unconsciously took a deep sip of her soda while looking at the handsome new mecha in the sky.

"What..." She curled her lips. "What kind of place is Grammer anyway? The military regulations are even stricter than those in Marley. They even restrict you from leaving the cockpit. Isn't that too much?"

"Gabi." Pieck on the side suddenly knocked on the table seriously.

The girl subconsciously covered her mouth and glanced around vigilantly. After confirming that there were no military police nearby, she slowly let go of her hand: "Sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Falco, sitting at the same table, stared up at the sky, his brow furrowed. "I just noticed that besides Liuying, the girl with the red glasses also had similar cracks when she disarmed her mecha. It's undoubtedly entropy... Could it be that all pilots like this suffer from this incurable disease?"

Pieck nodded. "I'm afraid Grammer specifically selects these terminally ill children to be mecha pilots. Their lives are short anyway, so they can be sent on dangerous missions without any burden."

"Isn't this Grammer too evil?" Gabi lowered her voice.

"It's really bad, but Marley is also——"

Halfway through his words, Pique suddenly realized that he had lost his voice and quickly stopped talking.

"Marley what?" Gabi looked at Pieck with confusion.

Pieck frowned. She didn't know whether she should reveal the truth to a child like Gabi.

The Marleyan military she had always trusted was actually even more brutal than Grammer's. If the latter had only sent terminally ill children to the battlefield, they would at least have had a mecha to protect them. But Marley was transforming countless ordinary Eldians into Pure Titans, claiming to be sending them into war, but it was actually a massacre.

"Nothing... Gabi." Pieck suddenly sighed softly, then smiled and patted her head. "No matter what battlefield you go to in the future, remember to protect yourself first. Staying alive is more important than anything else."

-

None of them showed any signs of fear. Instead, Liuying exclaimed with a hint of envy, "Firefly-V, the Imperial Guard's model... So cool."

The mecha beside her also untransformed at this moment. After a flash of flame, a white-haired boy, one hand on his waist, said slowly, "Ah, another lone one..."

"The girl with glasses invited: 'You can't contact headquarters either? This is a rare opportunity. Would you like to join us?'"

“No, I’ll just pretend I didn’t see it.”

Chapter 426: Thousand Stars Journey: "At This Moment, Under the Same Starry Sky" (Part 2)

"The girl with glasses gently held up the camera in her hand, tilted her head slightly, and observed the starry night sky through the lens."

"What is this?" Liuying asked curiously.

"I found this on the battlefield. It looks like a civilian device. It's broken, and the lenses are a bit worn... but just looking through them makes the world seem different."

"In the world captured by the lens, lotus leaves float quietly on the water. Occasionally, an evening breeze blows, creating fleeting ripples on the surface. A few fireflies trail their fluorescent light in the night, dancing lightly before finally landing on a distant flower bush."

""lens……""

The white-haired boy beside him smiled softly, "No wonder you're wearing those strange goggles."

"There's another reason. If everyone looked the same, wouldn't it be hard to tell them apart?" the girl pointed the camera at Liuying. "Your hair is unique, too."

Liuying smiled when she heard that and tucked the hair that had fallen by her ear behind her: "Thank you, I've been keeping it for a long time."

"Hair length is also a sign of seniority."