Star Railway, starting as Kiana

After inserting the bottle cap into the gashapon machine, it did not retract as it had before, nor did it stop operating as the two had imagined. Instead, it started working normally, just like inserting a regular gashapon coin.

A golden gashapon even appeared from the gashapon machine.

Wow, did we win the lottery?

On March 7th, I came to the gashapon capsule. I looked at it from the left and right, and even tapped it with my hand. But no matter what I did, the gashapon capsule seemed to be just an ordinary gashapon capsule, without any change whatsoever.

"There doesn't seem to be anything strange. Should we open it and take a look?"

March 7th made this suggestion, but clearly Kiana's hand speed was still a step ahead.

The gashapon machine had already been opened as soon as March 7th was mentioned.

When the gashapon capsule is opened, there is no smoke or special effects, but a white object pops out instantly.

Kiana reached out and stopped the suddenly appearing projectile, only to discover that it was just an ordinary piece of paper.

The note was written in red ink: You shouldn't have done that.

Since warnings are ineffective, punishment is absolutely necessary.

There were no prizes in the gashapon capsules, but instead, a bubble dog that we had just met appeared.

Why is Kiana so sure that she just met this bubble dog?

Because the soda bottle hanging around the other person's neck didn't have a cap.

However, when faced with the surging waves behind Kiana and the countless spears of the void, Bubble Dog was convinced.

Even though it was restricted by the rules of this space, Bubble Dog would rather resist the constraints of the rules than go against this white-haired girl who didn't act like a human being.

"I may not be human, but you really are a dog!"

...

"So, this is the solution?"

March 7th felt that this trip to the amusement park was strange.

"Qibao, do we need to find a way to solve this problem?"

Kiana shook her head, sensed two fluctuations not far behind her, and said to March 7, "No need, someone has already taken care of it, we can leave."

After Kiana and March 7th left, Sunday and Vanwick went to the park.

"Hey, that's weird. There are clearly 'No Entry' signs here, but why is this area deserted? Did the hunting dogs go fishing?"

Fortunately, Wanweike saw the note left on the ground, which contained the strange rules of this park.

"Look, you didn't do this, did you? These rules are so strange."

On Sunday, he didn't speak, but instead took the note and began to clear away and adjust the abnormality he had brought.

...

After a while, having strolled around during the golden hour, March 7th sat on a roadside bench, looking at Kiana beside him with a bored expression.

"Qibao, I'm so bored!"

Although the Golden Hour is filled with all sorts of rare treasures and a wide variety of amusement facilities.

However, under the influence of Taiyi's Dream, many places were closed, and March 7 did not want to experience those strange rules, so he had no choice but to bypass those blocked areas.

As a result, during this crucial golden moment, all the places she hadn't visited on March 7th were locked down, leaving only the areas and shops she had been to.

"Qibao, I'm so bored!"

March 7 repeated herself, but as she spoke, she noticed that Kiana was completely distracted, her eyes fixed on the crossroads ahead.

"Qibao, is the crossroads prettier than me?"

Kiana turned around, confused as to why March 7th had suddenly become "jealous" again.

“Look over there.”

Kiana pointed her finger at the figure at the crossroads ahead.

"Oh, it's Sunday!"

Seemingly realizing that her voice was a bit loud, March 7 quickly covered her mouth and looked around in a panic. Fortunately, due to the reduced flow of people caused by the lockdown, there was no one else around.

"Hey, isn't that Uncle Yang? What are they doing?"

"How about we sneak over and take a look?"

...

“I was too lucky. May I explain?” Sunday did not turn around, but sensing the strong energy fluctuations behind him, he could clearly recognize that the nameless passenger of the Star Train, Mr. Walter Yang, was right behind him.

Moreover, he appears to have been listed as a hostile target.

Soon after he finished speaking, Old Yang's deep voice came from behind him, "Okay, but before that..."

"Put your hands behind your back and answer my question in short sentences!"

Old Yang pushed up his glasses, raised his cane, and pointed it directly at Sunday. Countless black particles, or rather, miniature black holes, were scattered around Sunday.

It seems that if Sunday makes the slightest move, Lao Yang will instantly turn these small black holes into real pseudo-black holes, tearing Sunday, which is surrounded by black holes, into pieces and then swallowing it.

"I need to make sure there isn't some dangerous chanting hidden in your words."

"Have I left such a strange impression on everyone...?"

Sunday gave a wry smile, but it didn't improve Lao Yang's attitude; in fact, the surrounding black hole seemed to be expanding.

It's clear that Old Yang, who was tricked by Sunday once, is now acting extremely cautiously, fearing that Sunday might unknowingly start chanting and use the tune, affecting him and everything around him.

Once you've made the same mistake, it's enough.

Even the law of reason would never fall into the same pit twice!

"Wow, Uncle Yang is so handsome!"

It has to be said that Yang, the leader of Anti-Entropy, truly lives up to his reputation as the protagonist of the alliance.

Even though he is now older and no longer the impetuous young man who uttered the infamous phrase "Yang Chaoyue," he still acts with great grace.

However, it is clear that March 7th forgot one thing: she is not currently in a state of being exposed, but rather secretly watching.

Her unrestrained voice instantly attracted the attention of two people, or rather, all three.

"Do not move!"

Seeing that Sunday made a move to turn back, Lao Yang expanded the black hole again.

But although he said that to Sunday, he did catch a glimpse of March 7 and Kiana "hiding" to the side.

"Why did they come over too?" Old Yang and Sunday thought to themselves at the same time.

If it were just March 7th, it would be fine, but after the two of them saw Kiana, they felt that things were about to get out of control.

Kiana: No, what do you guys think of me?!

Chapter 648: 1.48 meters tall, golden-haired, beast-eared, flat-chested, arrogant little loli.

On Sunday, seeing that he was surrounded, he raised his hands and reluctantly chose to surrender.

Meanwhile, his companion, Vanwick, was grabbed by the scruff of his neck and lifted up by Kiana without anyone noticing.

At this point, Sunday had no choice but to recount his experience in great detail, without any concealment.

"So, it was someone from the company who saved you?"

Even though Sunday said so, Lao Yang still couldn't believe it, since nominally the company was the one that caught Sunday.

Jade, one of the ten members of the Stone Heart Society, was arrested on Sunday and then released. Could he have something to do with it?

"My sister must have reached some kind of agreement with them. Or perhaps she has something on her mind about me. And my ability to move freely in Pinocchio is largely thanks to this Vanvik."

"As you can see, I've returned to my hometown simply to say goodbye. Would you be so kind as to grant me a chance to leave without regrets?"

However, Kiana did not notice anything unusual when the synesthetic beacon was used for translation.

But for Lao Yang, the leader of the anti-entropy alliance, it is different from him.

"Could there be a problem with the translation of the synesthetic beacon?"

Old Yang didn't nitpick over such details, simply assuming it was a misunderstanding in the translation between different languages.

"To be on the safe side, you must stay with me until you leave Pinocone completely."

"Grateful."

Although Lao Yang was still wary of Sunday, after seeing Kiana's arrival, Sunday and Wanweike were able to join the team smoothly.

Sunday chose to "atone" for his sins, while Lao Yang played a supervisory role to prevent Sunday from causing trouble again.

Meanwhile, regarding the elimination of Pinocone's anomaly, this leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance, who was once groomed as a savior, might not have known, but now that he did, he wouldn't stand idly by.

As for what he said on Sunday, he wanted to see his relatives from afar.

Old Yang didn't say anything.

However, what the three did not realize was that they seemed to have different understandings of what Sunday had said.

Who exactly is this "it"?

Is it the robin, or Vanvik, or another version of myself, God Sunday, or perhaps a representation of some other being?

However, Sunday's identity remains a problem.

“I left my hometown in a similar hurry, so I can understand that feeling.”

Perhaps it was because of his experience that he was more tolerant of Sundays.

"But this is just my personal opinion. My colleagues also have an obligation to know the full story regarding this matter."

As soon as Old Yang finished speaking, Kiana immediately raised her hand, "I understand!"

Seeing Kiana's actions, March 7th followed suit, saying, "We...we know too!"

Old Yang slowly raised his hand, touched his forehead, sighed deeply, and his face was filled with helplessness and surprise.

He never expected that March 7th and Kiana would do something so unexpected, which left him somewhat at a loss.

After a moment, Old Yang lowered his hand, his expression returning to some calm, and said, "Come with me to meet the others; they're not far away."

Old Yang's voice suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence.

He subconsciously pushed up his glasses and turned his gaze to Sunday.

On Sunday, he understood immediately why Old Yang had suddenly fallen silent.

He is likely to cause trouble for everyone on Sunday because of his unique position in Pinocchio.

After all, without using the power of harmony, they could only choose to travel along rarely traveled paths, and even then, the risk of exposure could not be completely eliminated. Every step was like walking a tightrope, requiring them to proceed with extreme caution.

"How about this?" Kiana clapped her hands, drawing the attention of the others.

"I have a good idea for Sunday's sister-obsessed request. Where are we? This is Pinocchio, after all. Why don't we just have Sunday disguise herself as someone else?"

"for example?"

When Old Yang asked that question, he rubbed his temples. For some reason, his intuition told him that he shouldn't speak at that moment, but it was too late.

On Sunday, when Kiana called him a "sister complex," he not only didn't object at all, but even nodded in agreement, tacitly accepting the nickname.

"Sister complex"—what a wonderful term!

Cute creatures like little sisters are born to be pampered, let alone a perfect robin!

I, Sunday, am a siscon!

He also began to feel a sense of identification with Kiana, since Kiana wouldn't take his sister away, so she wasn't an enemy.

But soon, Sunday's thoughts changed.

"Alright then, since you can use the power of harmony to tune things on Sundays, have received the power of order, and are the robin's brother, let's leave it at that..."

Under the watchful eyes of the others, Kiana slowly revealed her thoughts, "You'll become a 1.48-meter-tall, blonde, beast-eared, flat-chested, arrogant little loli!"

Kiana patted her chest and assured her, "Don't worry, you definitely won't be discovered. Even if you stand in front of the robin, she definitely won't recognize you!"

Old Yang: ...

Sunday:...

However, after careful consideration, Lao Yang found that Kiana's words made sense.