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“For our ideal paradise,” said the robin firmly.

Sunday repeated meaningfully, "Well... for our ideal paradise."

"As the head of the Oak family, I have a duty to protect the bright future of Pinocchio. Mockingbird and I will immediately travel to Dreamland and find a way to confront the Dreamer. If the family truly strays from harmony... I will stand with you all, halt the Harmony Ceremony, and personally avenge Mr. Gopherwood's blood debt."

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"The enemy you're about to face, or rather, your enemies, aren't as easy to bully as an old dog like me, who will fall apart at the slightest provocation... Since you all share a common goal, why not work together? Perhaps there's still a chance of success."

"Well, Wumingke isn't the type to back down when faced with difficulties! Xing, isn't that right?" Sanyueqi looked at Xing eagerly.

"A hero shouldn't flee from battle." Xing said confidently, his hands on his hips.

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Kamen Rider Builid.

"Ohh! This sentence...I'm so familiar with it!"

In the underground base of the "Nascita" coffee shop, Kiryu Battle Rabbit put down the experimental equipment in his hand. The lines that Xing just said made his eyes light up. He had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember it carefully.

"That's so impressive! I've decided, next time I face an enemy, I'm going to say that!"

Wanzhang Long I sat cross-legged on the side eating potato chips: "But, Xing said this sentence is not cool enough, if it was Liuying..." He suddenly stood up and made a gesture of holding the belt with one hand, "For example, holding the transformation device in one hand like this... That's cool!"

"Stupid Ryuga!" Ishido Misora ​​tapped Ryuga on the back of the head with the tablet in her hand. "Now is the critical moment to defeat the final villain, the Dream Lord. Be serious! Although the train crew is quite powerful, this is not the same as the Immortal Ship. We don't have the support of the commander-level forces! If anything unexpected happens, the whole army will be wiped out!"

"Is it really that scary?" Long Wo scratched his head. "That guy betrayed Tongxie. What good could come of betraying Tongxie on Tongxie's territory?"

"Haha, Longwo, don't forget [Infinite Husband]... Although I haven't seen this guy take action, but for the Dream Master to rely on him so much, his strength must be extraordinary."

Ryuga was incredulous. "Huh? After betraying his harmony... can he still use the power He bestowed upon him? What the hell is going on with Hippie? How can even a traitor use His power? This is ridiculous!"

"Well, it's indeed difficult for us to understand the Star God's thoughts. It's not just us outside the canopy. Aren't those geniuses inside the canopy also wondering what the Star God is thinking? But the more confused we are, the more we must try to understand."

Misora ​​sat on the sofa with a coffee cup in hand, her fingers continuously zooming in on the video footage of Pinot Grigio on the screen. "...But that's the point of research, isn't it?"

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"Walter, on behalf of the train crew, hopes to travel with them on Sunday. With a third party present, negotiations should go more smoothly."

"After the brothers and sisters expressed their gratitude on Sunday, Walter called everyone aside and had some private words to say."

"Although I volunteered to accompany you, facing the Dream Master... I'm afraid it's very dangerous." Walter's face was solemn.

Sanyueqi covered his mouth in surprise. "Huh? Even Uncle Yang says so. How powerful must this dream master be?"

"Himeko: "As the leader of the Pinocchio branch, Dream Master likely has the entire Harmony force behind him... Moreover, he holds the Star Core. We must prepare for the worst."

San Yueqi started to get scared and scratched his head: "Oh, maybe Uncle Yang shouldn't go..."

Walter shook his head. "That won't work either. Putting aside the robin, I feel like there's something off about Mr. Sunday's attitude just now, but I can't quite put my finger on why... At least we have to make sure he doesn't turn against us at the last minute."

"As he spoke, Walter looked at Xing and said, "Xing, you should be carrying the token given to you by the company's envoy, right? Can you lend it to me?"

"Xing handed over the token that looked like a chip that Shajin had given her earlier."

"Walter, receiving the token, seemed to confirm his thoughts. He smiled faintly, "Huh... As I expected. The chip Shajin gave you... is a small transmitter. He probably intended to use it to track your movements, or to contact you when needed. I didn't expect it to be so helpful in this situation."

"Gold Dust? Is he really still alive?... What does negotiating with the Dream Master have to do with him?" Sanyueqi didn't quite understand.

"Remember what I said? Collaborating with the company is a way to keep it in check. If anything goes wrong in the negotiations, it would be tantamount to confirming the family's intention to get their hands on the star core, which is exactly the breakthrough the envoy has been dreaming of. At that time, I will use this transmitter to pass the news to the company."

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The burial of Fulilian.

"Great! Mr. Walter has an idea! Is this the experience of adults?" Hugh Tark suddenly realized, "This way, even if the situation is not right, we can directly bring down the company. If the pioneers can't deal with them, let the company's fleet deal with them!"

"Lady Fulilian..." Fearon turned around and faced the white-haired elf on the other side. The girl's face was full of worry. "I always feel that the company's fleet is useless here. If we really want to provide assistance, I'm afraid Miss Topa will have to obtain her own cornerstone."

“…I’m afraid that’s not enough.”

Fulilian shook her head expressionlessly. "That Dream Master isn't even afraid of Huang Quan, who possesses the power of a Commander, so why would he be afraid of the ten people of Shixin, who only possess one-tenth of the power of a Commander? As for the fleet... once the battle reaches the level of a Commander, the fleet will be useless. It's good for show."

"[Infinite Husband]... I heard both Sunday and Dream Master mention it. It seems this guy is the Commander of Tonghe. As long as we defeat it, Dream Master should be helpless, right?"

"Hey, hey... Philen, don't make it sound so easy. When we defeated Huanlong in the Immortal Boat, we only defeated one of her clones." Xu Tark paused. "And from what they said, [Infinite Husband] isn't a specific 'person', but more like a brand... capable of endlessly punishing and harming a person."

"It feels more troublesome than a curse..."

Whether it was Huanlong or Huangquan, the attacks of the powerful figures of the Order Envoy level always affected them, which troubled Philen greatly. Every time the Order Envoy attacked, it was accompanied by a shock, and Philen felt a lingering fear in her heart even when she thought about it. She calmly moved closer to the elf, "Lady Fulilian... if they start fighting, will the Infinite Lord be able to reach us through the Sky Curtain?"

"It's hard to say. If it's a burn like the one caused by crushing a star last time, I can use large-scale defensive magic to resist it... but doing so consumes a huge amount of magic power. But if it's a surge of fate power like Huangquan, then no magic can resist it... not even Sellie."

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"The only gamble is whether the gold dust is still safe. However, the company's lines are always monitored closely by dedicated personnel. Not to mention that he is a key member of the Strategic Investment Department, just passing on the information should be enough," Walter said.

"Himeko nodded: "...Good luck, Walter."

"Well, take care of yourselves too. If anything goes wrong... don't worry about me, just seal the star core."

Gallagher sighed with emotion, "He was ready to die. That man is a true hero. Even if the dream master is innocent, the family's corruption is deeply rooted. Mikhail made the same mistake once, and I won't make it again. I wish him good luck..."

"Mr. Gallagher, you should have something else to say to us, right?" Ji Zi suddenly asked.

“Why do you feel that way?”

"Before we left, the train conductor asked us to find out about three unknown guests. Now we know about the deeds of Ms. Lazarina and Mr. Tiernan. The only thing left is the last one, Zagwok." Jizi paused. "If I'm not mistaken... we've already seen him, right?"

Gallagher folded his arms and said, "Hmph... I can't say I've seen it before, but the answer is certainly easy to guess. My previous hint was obvious enough."

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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

"Pop-pa-!"

The crisp sound of wooden swords clashing echoed in the courtyard. Kasumihu Tokito Muichiro swung the wooden sword expressionlessly. His right arm flipped as he wished, and the wooden sword in his hand cut through the air, bringing with it streaks of biting cold air, covering the grass and trees in the courtyard with a thin layer of frost.

"Hey, hey, is this the latest breathing technique you've discovered?" Wind Pillar Fuzugawa Shima shook his frozen wrist. "There's no trace of Kasumi Breathing anymore."

"Well, I just used a few sword moves from the Mirror Style to comprehend them. However, her weapon is different from our Nichirin Blade, so I made some adjustments to make it easier to use." Kasumihara continued softly, "But this breathing method only has three forms. If you continue to comprehend it, you might be able to derive more forms."

"A new breathing method was created in just half a year. Tsk..."

Although he was very unconvinced in his heart, Bizuikawa had to acknowledge Muichiro's talent. He was promoted from an ordinary person to a Pillar in just two months. He could indeed go further in swordsmanship.

Just as everyone was discussing, a pitch-black raven fluttered its wings and landed, its sharp voice piercing the silence:

"Urgent information! A ghost has appeared [Tongxie Paradise Cult]! Suppress it immediately!"

"The Tongxie Paradise Sect?" The Snake Pillar frowned. "It's a sect I've never heard of."

"Although the power within the Sky Curtain is formidable, no one has yet set foot on its fateful journey. And now, a sect called 'Tongxie' has suddenly appeared... It's obvious that this is where the demons gather flesh and blood." Busokawa grinned. "It's my turn now. I'll go. Is that okay with you?"

"I'll do it."

Kasumi slowly placed the wooden sword on the knife rack at the entrance to the courtyard. "I haven't used this breathing method to kill a demon yet. I want to see if there are any areas that can be improved in these three forms. Once I perfect this form, I will teach you."

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"That last, nameless traveler, set out, stopped, and set out again... after a long journey, he finally returned to his starting point. In his final moments, he instructed me to find the Star Train and send the invitation to future nameless travelers. To this end, he prepared a gift, a true legacy... for future generations of pioneers."

“Gallaher invited everyone: ‘Follow me. Now…it’s time for it to be brought to light.’”

The group returned to the monument, but Gallagher murmured to himself, facing the blank tablet: "Old friend, sometimes I forget you're dead. It's as if you still have so much to say, so much to walk."

"Now, I have kept my promise and brought you the descendants you have missed all your life. I don't know why you will never forget that train, but I remember the last words you said before you left this world..."

"Don't let us down, old man."

"Suddenly, the ground began to violently shake, and the towering buildings around them slowly rose and shifted like stage scenery, as if rearranging themselves in harmony with a musical symphony. Finally, a wide corridor formed before everyone."

"And at the end of the corridor, a tranquil garden emerges."

"Go forward, his destination is in the garden ahead."

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Original God.

"Ah! Zagwock is dead after all? No, no, ah——!"

Xiangling lay on the dining table in her own Wanmin Hall, wailing with a look of despair on her face.

"Oh, Xiangling, life and death are normal. Rather... what are you expecting? Unless they are a special race, it is impossible for humans to live that long." As Hu Tao spoke, he picked up a piece of hot shrimp dumpling and put it into his mouth.

"I know death is normal, but I really, really want Zagwock and the Trailblazers to talk! If only there were a magical secret method that could bring the dead back to the world and resolve all their unresolved regrets!"

"This kind of secret technique..." Nutcracker's chopsticks paused for a moment. "If it appeared on other planets, I wouldn't mind it. But if it happened on Liyue, as the 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall, I would never allow it to happen. This secret technique clearly disrupts the balance of yin and yang and could easily develop into a harmful evil."

"Hu Tao, you are so strict..." Xiang Ling, who was lying on the table, felt even more lost.

"I haven't finished yet, Xiangling." Hu Tao happily put a piece of forest pork into her bowl. "If this secret method isn't in Teyvat, isn't in Liyue... then I'd be happy to see it happen. I hope there are more stories like this... I don't like regrets either."

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"Under the surface of the sea of ​​memories, in the garden closest to the full moon in the water, an old man reclines in an easy chair, silent and still."

"The Watchmaker—Zagvok Shar Mikhail—has entered an endless dream, and no sound can awaken him."

"March Seven looked at the white-haired old man in the easy chair, his hat covering his tightly closed eyes, peacefully embracing a huge dream bubble."

"Sure enough... the watchmaker is the third unknown guest. Even I guessed it."

Gallagher: "His legacy is a dream bubble. I suspect it holds something meaningful only to the Nameless Guest."