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Chapter 438 2.2 Master Pinocchio (119)

The gentle voice chuckled, "That's a very romantic idea. What about you, little doctor? Do you agree with my sister's point of view?"

“Sunday: “I think my sister is right… but if we leave it in the wild, it will die in a few days.”

"Haha, it seems our little doctor is still a little confused. Well, children, let me tell you a story," the voice continued. "You should know that the Harmony Pigeon is a bird that can soar through the atmosphere. When flying at high altitudes, the friction-generated heat on its feathers causes it to emit a magnificent glow, like a series of shooting stars."

“We’ve seen this kind of beauty so often that we think it’s an innate ability… Unfortunately, their meteor-like brilliance is the result of hundreds of years of struggle with nature.”

"The ancestors of the Harmonious Pigeons were too weak to survive on the ground. To escape predation, they began to look to the sky, flapping their wings and leaping... After tens of thousands of generations of experimentation, one bird in the colony finally learned how to flap its wings correctly. It succeeded in taking flight, and bid farewell to the earth."

"Hmm..." the little girl thought, looking down. "So, birds can't fly naturally, but they manage to do it through their own will, right?"

“Haha, that’s indeed an idealistic interpretation. So, Sunday, what do you think?”

“I…” the little boy said, looking intently at the bird in his sister’s hand. “I think people think flying is a bird’s instinct…because they’ve never seen a bird fall to its death.”

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Dragon clan.

"No wonder this child can become the head of the Oak family at such a young age. He is indeed smart."

Inside the harmonious room of the headquarters of the Eight Snake Families, several family heads were discussing the two children in the skylight. Although they could not see the elder's face clearly, they could roughly guess that he was most likely one of the family heads.

"However, these two siblings have had different perspectives on things since they were young," Fuma Kotaro said. "The younger sister seems to value freedom more, while the older brother values ​​life more. Could this be the beginning of their disagreement?"

"Disagreements? They haven't had any disagreements, have they?" Ryoma Genichirō cleared his throat. "Even though Sunday isn't acting according to the Dream Master's 'big picture,' that doesn't mean there's any conflict between them. Look, when Sunday found out his sister died at Gallagher's hands, he practically tore Gallagher apart and ate him."

"Caring for my sister is one thing, supporting her is another." Fuma Kotaro smiled. "If Sunday knew his sister had decided not to perform at the Harukage Festival, it would shock more than just the family. Several branches of the family are closely connected. When the time comes to hold them accountable, how will he deal with his sister to satisfy the Dream Master?"

Fuma Kotaro gave Minamoto Chisei a meaningful look. His sister, Uesugi Erii, was missing, and he had searched almost all of Tokyo in vain. If that "ultimate weapon" got out of control... it was hard to say what to do with it.

As expected... being an older brother is difficult.

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“That’s an interesting idea. Now you should understand how to treat this little bird, right?”

"Sunday nodded solemnly: "I will...well, put it in a cage first, at least until it can survive on its own. Because...I...want it to survive no matter what."

"Very good, children, it seems that you have each found your own answer." The man was very pleased. "Your visions are extremely beautiful, and I sincerely hope that they can be realized in your own way."

"However, the little boy still had one question in mind. He looked up and said, 'Mr. Gopherwood, what if this little Harmony Pigeon never learns to fly?'"

"I mean, if there are indeed some baby birds in this world who will never be able to fly... should we let them return to the sky... and then watch them fall to their death?"

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Spell return battle.

"If the bird can't learn to fly, just kill it—it's torture to live anyway, so it's better to die early and end the suffering."

After the founding of the Peoples' Republic of China, the people of Chongqing have always been the most loyal fans of the Chongqing Municipal Peoples' Republic of China.

"That little bird doesn't deserve to live in this world, right? Why would we need to save it?"

Help should be given to valuable things. Those worthless garbage that only wastes air is not worth wasting energy on. It can only be said that [Tongxie] is too tolerant... He really still cannot agree with the concept of Tongxie.

"Sukuna, what do you think of those two kids?"

"Who?"

"Sunday and the Robin."

Sukuna was too lazy to even open his eyelids, leaning against the head of the bed with his chin supported by one hand. He has been bored ever since Huang Quan left Pinoconi, especially when he learned that Huang Quan was leaving Pinoconi, he had no interest in anyone.

"You can eat her brother in front of your sister. It should taste good. That guy is quite smart. His brain should taste good, right?" Sukuna said lazily.

I am satisfied with the result. I am so happy. I am so happy!

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"You've been talking in your sleep, little bird. It's time to wake up."

"Gallah's voice came from the darkness."

"Sunday opened his eyes and looked at his intact body in disbelief: 'I'm not dead?'"

Gallagher snorted coldly: "Hmph, are you happy?"

Sunday gnashed his teeth: "…Tell me where the robin is. Now."

"Oh, I knew your first thought would be her." Gallagher crossed his arms, not at all surprised by Sunday's reaction. "She's right here, don't worry, your sister is safe. Right now... I guess she's still visiting the streets?"

"If I were you, I'd be more concerned about myself at this point... After all, there's this bastard standing in front of you who just stabbed you in the chest."

Sunday looked at him coldly. "If you really intend to kill me, there's no need to give me a chance to exchange pleasantries... Tell me what you're here for, Watchmaker's lackey."

"Hmph, you figured that out? No wonder you dared to go against the Dream Master and the Four Great Joys. It seems my choice was the right one."

"'Choice?' Sunday didn't understand what he meant."

"You know what I'm going to do. You've seen through my fabrications. Time is running out. There's no need to play along any longer..." Gallagher smiled softly. "...I want to work with you."

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Attack on Titan.

"Heh, this guy just stabbed someone and now he wants to get them to cooperate?"

Levi sneered, feeling that Mr. Gallagher had overestimated the other party's temper. If it were Sunday, he would have probably taken action long ago.

"As long as the interests can be aligned, there's a possibility of cooperation. However, he wants to win over a family head... Could his target be Dream Master?" Erwin lowered his head slightly, his brow furrowed. "Or is his ambition greater, targeting not just Dream Master, but all of Pinocchio?"

"Erwin, what did you mean by 'pointing to the entire Pinocchio'?" Levi put down his teacup, and the ceramic made a crisp sound when it hit the wooden table.

"Huang Quan previously said that the Dream Master and his companions have gradually drifted away from Harmony... Combined with what Robin said about the traitor, I think the possibility that this traitor is the Dream Master is the greatest."

Erwin looked up at Gallaher, who smiled against the sky. "Considering Sunday can mobilize the power of Harmony, his stance is undoubtedly firmly on its side. I'm afraid Gallaher intends to win over Sunday, eliminate the Dream Master who strayed from Harmony, and then support Sunday in his place."

Levi understood the captain's meaning and nodded. "There's nothing wrong with harmony. The only one wrong is the dream master who went astray, right?"

"At the moment... yes." Erwin slowly stood up and walked to the window. He looked towards the distant Royal City. "As for the conditions for cooperating with Sunday, they are very simple. A position higher than that of the Oak Family Master... he will definitely be interested."

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“What makes you think you can work with me?”

Gallagher chuckled softly. "Even the famous robin chose to side with us. Add to that the clues of a traitor and the bright future of Pinot Grigio—does this special drink satisfy your appetite?"

Sunday shook his head and said, "I can't believe that a person who is full of lies can tell a few words of truth."

Gallagher shrugged. "It's okay. You don't have to believe me. What you should believe in is... the justice (ambition) in your heart."

"Sunday is silent."

"After a long moment, he uttered bitterly, '...let me see the robin first.'"

“Okay. As you wished, she’s here…”

"Gallah turned his head and looked at the girl who was gradually walking towards them."

"Facing Sunday's definitely not friendly gaze, Liuying blinked her large eyes, still unable to react to the current situation."

"Firefly: "?"

Sunday felt his temples throbbing violently. He glared at Gallagher and said word by word through gritted teeth: "What tricks are you playing now?"

"Ha, just kidding," Gallagher said lightly. "I mean, this lady is going to take us to see the robins, right?"

"Of course, there's also the Star Express and me." Liuying folded her arms and stared coldly at Gallagher. "There are too many people who need your explanation."

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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

"Oh my~ Miss Liuying is so cute even when she's angry~"

Inside the sect of the Tongxie Paradise Cult, Douma was looking at the girl in the sky with a smile. He gently closed the folding fan in his hand, and the fan ribs made a crisp "click" sound when they hit each other.

"A genetically modified human... what would it smell like? Would it be different from a normal girl?"

While Douma was thinking, the paper door in front of him was gently opened by a young hand, and a young woman in her early thirties tiptoed in and knelt respectfully in front of Douma.

"Aiya~ this pious lady~" Douma's voice flowed through the air like warm syrup. He leaned forward, his rainbow eyes gleaming in the candlelight. "Have you also heard the heavenly sound of [Harmony]?"

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up. "Yes, yes! I heard that if I join the cult, I can get medicine to cure my son... Master, is this true?"

"Of course, of course~"

Douma covered the lower half of his face with a folding fan and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After his Eternal Bliss Cult disbanded, he had to found a new church to secure a more stable source of flesh and blood. Coincidentally, with the appearance of Pinocchio, a large number of Harmonious believers emerged among the people. The multicolored colors in his eyes matched the divine light behind the Harmonious Star God... This became strong evidence for his claim to be a Harmonious Messenger, and his cult rose rapidly in just a few months.

"'Helping each other, working together as one' is our motto. Don't forget it, ma'am." He extended a pale finger and gently touched the woman's brow. "Helping each other means... while we help you, we also need your help."

"I understand. I will pay the fees." The woman lowered her head in fear.

Douma smiled and waved his hands: "Oh my~ It's not those superficial things. We don't care about money at all, okay?"

"What is that...? Master, I don't quite understand."

"Why don't you go take a look inside?" Douma pointed to the secret door on the other side of the room. "There's something you want in there, right?"

The secret door opened to a long, pitch-black corridor. The woman tiptoed forward until she reached the door at the very back. However, she no longer had the courage to open the door before her. A strong, pungent smell of blood hit her face, like an icy hand tightly gripping her heart.

"Oh my~ Now that we've come this far... it would be a shame not to go in and take a look."

A laugh that made her scalp tingle came from behind her ears, and a cold breath brushed the back of her neck. Douma had already stuck to her back without her knowing, one hand firmly pressing down on her shoulder.

"Do you know what 'One Heart' means?" Douma still had an innocent smile on his face. "It means eating ten thousand people so that they can share one heart inside me~ Isn't it very [harmonious]?"

"Don't worry, I'm not like Akaza-sama who doesn't eat women. I'll eat your eyes, hands, feet... cleanly~"

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"Soon..."

"Mycah led the group to three memorial tablets. Two of them had names engraved on them, and one was blank."

"Lazarina, and...Tiernan." Walter carefully observed the names and words on the monument.

"Micah gazed at the dark, flowing black hole in the sky, his tone melancholic. 'Back when Pinocchio was still known as the Border Prison, it was pioneering that connected it to the stars. They are all heroes who saved Asdena, and their names should be engraved on the monument of time, not on this tiny stone."

"And now, the Star of the Festival is only a beautiful dream. Its heavy history, like that prison... has long since disappeared without a trace."

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"Their names are engraved on the tablet, which means..."

"Himeko nodded. "According to Mr. Mikael, they died a long time ago."

"Lazarina died in the War of Independence. Seeking to understand the flow of amnesia, she piloted a shuttle alone deep into the center of the galaxy and never returned..." Mikael looked at another monument. "Tiernan was a powerful and reliable cowboy skilled with firearms. He led you through the brutal foreign war, but he didn't survive until peace truly arrived."

"In the ten years following the war, Pinocchio was plagued by internal and external troubles. For Asdena, Tiernan rediscovered his pioneering spirit and led the Tiger Moth family into outer space exploration, but was tragically surrounded by a swarm of Zerg... and his entire army was annihilated."

Sanyueqi lowered his eyes. "Although I had anticipated this, the stories of our predecessors... are still quite regrettable."

"Himeko: "They spent their lives moving towards the unknown, worthy of the name of pioneers. But... what about this monument without words...?"

"When Liumeng Reef was created, its owner had not yet passed away. But that person said, 'This day must come,' and he erected a blank monument for himself."

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DC Universe.

"Two of the predecessors have passed away, and the other one is... Ragwalker."

"Is he still alive?"

Louise showed a confused expression. From what Mr. Mikael said, it seemed that this pioneer was still active in Pinocchio.

"Could he be the Dream Master?"

"Louise..." Clark paused typing and sighed helplessly, "If your conjecture appeared in Pinocchio's column in the Daily Planet tomorrow, the readers would probably curse us to death. It's impossible no matter how you look at it, right?"

"Although there are many technologies in the universe that can prolong life, they are almost all related to money and technology, which ordinary humans cannot afford." Louise leaned over and played the video recording of the dream master. "You see... even the dream master's body will dissipate. Without the help of harmony, he would have died long ago."