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"March Seven was jumping for joy. In the distance, a robin was engrossed in teaching a chorus of four or five children, unaware of their arrival."

"I really don't know how to thank you, Miss Robin. In just a few days, the children have made such great progress." Ms. Grissa said gratefully.

"Ms. Grisha, I only taught them how to speak, but it was you who taught them to have hope in life." Mockingbird lowered his eyes, his tone tinged with a hint of sadness. "... Life in reality must be very difficult, right?"

“You figured it out.”

“Every time they said goodbye, the children were reluctant to leave this land of dreams. But I visited every corner of Liumeng Reef and met with everyone, and they all told me that this shattered dream...is not worth clinging to.”

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Absolute Zone Zero.

In the office of Anti-Aircraft Section 6, Yue Chengliu was concentrating on enjoying the singing of the robin. The girl's singing was like a clear spring, but when the last note fell, Yue Chengliu held her chin and sighed.

"That's great..." Liu said with envy, "It would be great if she could teach me too."

"Eh? But Sister Liu's singing is so beautiful!" Cang Jiao gave a puzzled look. "Last time when we went to KTV for team building with the Public Security Department, didn't Sister Liu sang a lullaby and stunned everyone in the department? Several of them were so moved that they fainted!"

Hoshimi Miyabi nodded. "To be precise, Liu did overpower all the mic contenders with her voice. But that's also down to Liu's singing style...it's quite unique."

"Really? Actually, I've recently asked Efa from the Liufen Street music store to be my singing teacher..." Liu's eyes suddenly lit up. "Would you like me to hum a little now? If it goes well, Qianyu won't have to deal with the neighboring department alone during the next team building."

"Of course, then this time I will practice listening to Liu singing in its entirety."

"Yeah! It's Sister Liu's concert!"

As she spoke, Hoshimiya's eyes swept towards the office door, and she saw that Asaba Yuma, who had just been clamoring for leave because of stomachache, had already pushed open the door and was about to tiptoe away.

"Qianyu, where are you going?"

Asaba Yuma was sweating profusely: "Ha, haha... I just suddenly remembered that there is still a corpse in the cave that needs to be cleaned up..."

"The cave is full of corpses. It's not too late to go there after you finish listening to Liu sing."

The young man's face suddenly turned pale and he looked quite desperate.

Yuecheng Liu took a deep breath and cleared his throat. The moment he sang the first note, Qianyu Youzhen felt as if he had been slapped twice by a ghost. His head was buzzing. He was sure that he saw countless skeletons waving at him from the other side, as if they were holding some kind of mysterious welcome party.

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He struggled to stand up, only to see that Section Chief Ya had already collapsed. Only Cang Jiao was enjoying this.

Just when Liu was about to enter a perverted high note, the robin in the sky raised its voice at the right time. Accompanied by the chorus of several children, Asaba Yuma was sweating and panting, as if he had finally escaped from a nightmare.

Before, he didn’t understand the sense of redemption of “rain after a long drought”… Now, he finally understood.

"I, I..." Qian Yuyou raised her hand with a weak breath, "I want to ask for leave..."

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"Haha, you're truly the beloved son of comedy."

"Grisha looked at the innocent faces around her. These children were either lonely or handicapped, and since they were still underage, they couldn't fulfill their family's dream. They were all fledglings born with incomplete wings, but they could only obtain perfect wings in their dreams. Although their flight was clumsy, they soared with their own strength."

"As for me, an old man who has lost both legs...if it weren't for this dream, I wouldn't even be able to walk up to them."

“I’m glad you’ve started a new life in Pinocchio’s dream. But…” The robin looked a little sad, and hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, Miss Mockingbird," Grisha comforted. "Dreams have meaning, but they are not everything. The children and I understand this. No matter how long we fly in our dreams, we will eventually return to reality."

"But look, Emma and Gary are no longer ashamed of themselves, Carol is gradually learning how to cope with her blindness, Andy is much more lively than before, and even I've become more optimistic."

“We learn to live in dreams, and then return to reality… to learn to survive.”

The robin nodded approvingly: "...If our wings are unfortunately broken, we can lend them to each other. There is no need to covet the illusory sky in our dreams, because we have the right and the ability... to fly to a wider world."

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Naruto.

"Humph... What a shallow understanding."

Inside the cave, Uchiha Madara stared coldly at the girl in the sky with a look of disdain.

"Return to reality? And then endure this world full of unfairness, cruelty, hatred and despair? What a joke..." A sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of Madara's mouth. Ever since he followed the train crew's perspective to come to Pinocchio, he was sure that this was not his ideal, beautiful dream.

The so-called "prosperity" is nothing but an appearance. It is built on the pain and labor of countless people. It is not an absolute "dream" at all. It is just a dream of a small number of rich people.

In the dream of the Infinite Tsukuyomi, no one suffers or feels hungry, all wishes are fulfilled, there is no need for vengeance, and there is no war. No matter how you look at it, Pinocchio is far from this. It can be called a beautiful dream... but it is nothing more than a more vain "reality".

The reality he lives in is... Hashirama Senju has created countless corpses with his naive concept of peace, and true peace still needs him to achieve.

Uchiha Madara folded his arms and smiled coldly: "As long as we create a beautiful enough 'world', no one will want to return to reality."

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"Glad to see you're safe, Miss Robin."

Everyone greeted her enthusiastically. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Himeko took the lead in asking, "Since you're here... can we assume that Miss Mockingbird is fully aware of Pinocchio's current situation?"

"Ever since returning to Pinocchio, my voice has become abnormal, gradually developing into the torment of losing my voice. I thought it was just an accident, but now it seems... the source is not me. Something around me is out of harmony... and losing my voice is one of the signs that my dream is crumbling."

"The dream is shattered... That rememberer said the same thing. So it's true." Sanyueqi was a little surprised.

"Mockingbird said that during her absence from Pinocchio, the boundaries of the Twelve Dreams continued to expand. No other family head besides her brother was willing to explain. Combined with the secret letter from the company's envoy, she is convinced that Pinocchio has a hidden secret."

"Finally, she came here through several clues in the Oak family's genealogy files... the place of exile that was covered up by the family under the name of [death]."

"Now it sounds like Miss Robin's voice has recovered a little?"

“It’s cruel, but it’s an indisputable fact. The spread of [Harmony] here is even more widespread than in dreams… I regret that a betrayer appeared within the family. He… or they, abandoned their original beliefs, exploited human weaknesses in the name of harmony, and turned Pinocchio into a star of a grand event, lost in a false dream…”

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Cut the red eyes.

"I know! This traitor is the Dream Master!"

The petite little emperor waved his hand, pointing his cane majestically toward the sky. Minister Ernest, standing beside him, immediately bent his fat body and forced a fawning smile.

"Your Majesty is wise! At such a young age, you can tell at a glance whether these people in the sky are good or bad, and it is truly a blessing to the empire!"

The young emperor was very pleased with the minister's flattery and quickly continued, "If I were the Dream Lord, I would definitely send the general to recapture Liumeng Reef. How could he allow the dream world to be scattered under his control?"

"Oh my..." The minister laughed, "Your Majesty, not everyone is as wise as you."

"Oh?" The little emperor suddenly became interested. He tilted his head and looked at the ministers under the throne. "Are you saying that Pinocchio's dream master is not as good as mine?"

Honestly, he still thought the Dream Master was quite impressive. Even after his physical body vanished, he was still able to firmly control Pinocchio and rule over so many family heads. However, he never said these words to anyone... After all, he was the emperor. How could he admire the ruler of another country?

Ernest smiled broadly. "Of course. At least under your majesty's rule, there are no lands that disobey your rule, right? As for those revolutionary forces, with General Esdeath taking action, it's only a matter of time before they are wiped out."

"That's right. But Minister..." The little emperor showed a puzzled expression, "Since you say I am wiser than the Dream Lord, then why doesn't the [Harmony] Star God turn his attention to us?"

"It's simple. Because there are still revolutionary forces emitting discordant sounds within our empire. Once they are wiped out, the Star God's gaze will naturally come."

The minister wore a smile, but his eyes drooped, casting a shadow beneath his thick eyelids. "Our most urgent task is to eliminate Night Raid, the notorious assassin organization. Only by removing this rotten sore on the Empire can we successfully eradicate the Revolutionary Army and gain the attention of the Star God."

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The robin frowned and said, "This isn't about the strong helping the weak, it's about forcing the weak. A world without equality is doomed to lose the favor of Harmony, and the voices blessed by it... naturally, will no longer sing."

"Ms. Mockingbird, is there another possibility? Is there another force involved in the change in family values?" Walter asked. "After all, judging from Miss Huangquan's example, unless a force above the level of an emissary intervenes... it's hard to imagine that in the territory of Harmony, there could be another will that could influence everyone."

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Robin shook his head solemnly, "I've heard about the fate of the Immortal Boat Alliance. But as far as I know, there's no outside interference in my family. It could also be that I've been away from home for too long, leaving behind too many unseen places. Regardless, I cannot accept my hometown going against its own will in the name of Harmony."

“To find out why [Watchmaker] Mikhail broke with his family, and who made the decision to betray him… Mr. Mikael, do you remember our agreement? Now is the time for me to answer—”

"The girl raised her face, and her usually gentle eyes now seemed to reflect a blazing fire."

"I am willing to give up and never again perform on the stage of the Harmony Festival."

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Battle of Two Cities.

Inside Zaun's newly constructed Shimmer Works, Jinx sat dangling her legs from a rusted pipe. Seeing the usually well-behaved Robin make such a bold decision, she immediately took a keen interest in this well-connected young lady.

"Wow!" she drawled out, her lips curling into an exaggerated grin. "This girl is truly captivating! Just imagine her brother missing her at the Harmony Festival, and knowing she'd stood up the entire family... hehe, what expression would he have on Sunday's face? Hahahahaha!"

"The truth is, there will be no expression - because there's no way that will be allowed to happen on Sunday."

Silko sat not far from her, his only remaining eye slightly narrowed. The signal sent by Robin's choice was clear—she was no longer willing to be a manipulated pawn, but wanted to become the player who controlled the situation in Pinocchio's game.

From chess piece to chess player - in the years that Silko has been managing Zaun, he has witnessed countless people who have tried to make this transition - most of them failed, and the reason is very simple... because they cannot see themselves clearly.

"A canary raised by a family, what makes her think she can control her own destiny?" There was a hint of amusement in Hilco's low voice. He was very happy that the robin had such an idea, and he also wanted to witness her collision with Sunday.

He never gets tired of watching the scenes of brothers and sisters, and siblings killing each other, no matter how many times he watches them.

Jinx chuckled, her chin resting on one hand as she looked down at Hilco. "What do you think? Will Sunday put those 'shackles' on Mockingbird and force her to perform on stage? And then, with a bang, Fireworks will detonate Pinocchio's bomb! It'll add fuel to the fire for this brother and sister's performance!"

"I don't think so. Mockingbird is just a singer. He's not powerful enough to challenge the family, so there's no need for him to resort to such extreme measures. But this Sunday..." Hilco chuckled softly, "I'm afraid he'll immediately go and settle accounts with the person who led her sister astray."

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"It's 11 systems away from the opening of the Harmonious Music Ceremony, on the other side of the Dream Reef."

"..."

"The little girl squatted in the shade of a tree, the sunlight filtering through the leaves casting tiny specks of light on her palms. She held her breath, cupping her hands into a soft nest—a small, gray, fluffy thing curled up there, rising and falling slightly with her breathing."

"Brother, look! There's a little bird here." She lowered her voice, afraid to disturb the little bird in her arms. The chick's feathers were not yet fully grown, and they were as fragile and vivid as leaf veins."

"It looks like a little Harmony pigeon." The boy scratched his head, looking very confused. "But this isn't a Harmony pigeon habitat. Why is it here all alone? Was it abandoned by its parents?"

“It looks like it has no strength at all… should we find a cushion and make a nest for it?”

The boy shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous here. Let's take it back and put it on the wooden stand in front of your window."

“Well, it must have a beautiful singing voice. But where will it live?”

"I'll ask the master to build a birdcage for it."

"A cage..." the girl said, a little dejectedly, "...wouldn't that mean it can't fly freely?"

At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind, interrupting the brother and sister's conversation: "Let me see... what made the two most outstanding interpreters of the Lord so curious that they even forgot to taste the dessert?"

"The visitor looked at the bird in the robin's hand and sighed regretfully, 'Oh... poor little thing, I'm afraid the situation is not optimistic. Do you want to save it?'"

The girl nodded. “I do… but I don’t think I can keep it locked up.”

""Why?""

“Even though it’s still small, its feathers haven’t even fully grown, and it can’t sing…it didn’t hatch to live in a cage. Birds…are born to fly.”

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Maze rice.

"But if it's not caged, the bird will fly away soon, right?"

Before the campfire, Zilchak savored a piece of sizzling barbecue. He looked up at the little white bird and said as he ate, "... Life is obviously more important than freedom, right? If I fly away, I might not be lucky enough to encounter the robin siblings again."

"Damn, damn! That's totally wrong!" Malucel quickly retorted. "If you put a little bird in a cage, what's the difference between that and death? Wings you'll never use, a boring life you can see the end of at a glance!"

"Come on, Malucelle, you're not a bird, so how can you impose human concepts on birds?" Zilchak curled his lips. "Besides, how do you know birds don't like caged life? Birdcages are safe enough, and there's plenty of food. Maybe this is the life many birds outside cages long for."

"They have wings! Zilchak! They'll definitely get depressed if they can't fly!"

"The worst that can happen is we just build a bigger birdcage," Zilchak sighed helplessly. He pointed a finger at the maze's ceiling. "Actually, the maze is just like a bigger birdcage, Marlucil... Do you usually pay attention to the monsters in the maze and see if they're depressed?"

"I..." Malucie was speechless for a moment, her mouth open like a stranded fish.

"T-that..." She stammered, white steam almost coming out of her forehead, "The monsters in the maze are different from the birds! They...they..." Suddenly her eyes lit up, "They are part of the maze! Just like...just like a fish won't want to leave the water! This is...ecology!"

At the critical moment, she finally remembered the words that Senxi often said.

Seeing the two arguing, Laos suddenly interrupted: "If you don't know whether the bird should be kept in a cage, you can eat it-"

"Shut up!!"

The two people's unanimous remarks startled Laos so much that he almost dropped the wooden bowl in his hand. Seeing that the two people were so opposed, he had no choice but to bury his face in the bowl again in dejection and muttered to himself.

"Are you so resistant..."