Bengtie: A Genius's Out-of-the-Domain Idea

And Ruan Mei's question~

The heads of the families breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah, thank goodness, I didn't know about the death of "Pinocchio" before... wait!

Ruan Mei pushed open the door.

In the Dream Pool, Gaia lay quietly, a huge, penetrating wound on her chest.

Unexpectedly, neither Lin Yi nor Ruan Mei showed any accusation or anger.

Lin Yi: "Everyone, please leave first."

Lin Yi chased everyone else out.

Ruan Mei stepped forward slowly, gently placed her hand on Gaia's cheek, and instantly understood Gaia's state.

A special kind of apparent death, the result of the combined effects of the unique local environment and certain destiny energies of "Pinocone".

Ruan Mei: "Gaia's will has sunk into the deepest dreams of Pinocchio..."

"She seemed to be having a lot of fun deep in her dreams."

Lin Yi: "It's just a childlike mentality, it's normal."

Although he didn't know what Gaia and the others had done, Lin Yi still spoke well of her.

No matter how much trouble they cause, can it be as much as the trouble caused by the stars?

Lin Yi and Ruan Mei remained in the room without coming out.

No one knows what they are doing, but... the unknown casts a shadow over the hearts of the heads of the Pinocchio family's major branches.

On Sunday, I had a heartfelt conversation with a robin at Liumeng Reef.

Sunday brought mixed feelings. There was the joy that my sister was still alive, the astonishment that beneath the dream of "Pinocchio" lay such a lost world, and the profound reflection on the beautiful dream of "Pinocchio" brought about by the impact of another ideology.

And... the guilt of deception.

Even though the robin had already made his doubts clear.

And in this deserted place, there was only Sunday and the robin.

The two chatted about embarrassing childhood stories and recent events.

Sunday once again chose to deceive.

What Sunday felt most guilty about was that even though the robin had some doubts, once he chose to lie, the robin immediately and unconditionally chose to trust him.

Sunday: 'I'm sorry...robin...I promise, this will be the last time.'

After experiencing failure, Sunday will doubt himself, reflect, and seek a new path while feeling guilty.

But before trying and experiencing failure, Sunday's resilience and determination are beyond question.

Even knowing that the current situation in "Pinocone" is special, and that continuing would mean facing many enemies, which would be very difficult.

But he will not back down or postpone.

Those who seek the truth and persevere on a path they believe to be correct will be lonely and unwavering.

After making an excuse to leave on Sunday, the robin gazed in the direction of Sunday.

After a long while, the robin sighed softly: "Brother, I don't know if you're just bad at lying or bad at lying to me."

"Your earlobes twitched so many times unintentionally just now..."

"But... you won't be satisfied if I don't let you try, will you?"

"Whatever you intend to do, it must be for the sake of our childhood dreams, right?"

The robin had somehow taken out a sword and was gently stroking it.

"I know your determination, and I also know you probably won't succeed. If I can't convince you to give up..."

"Then why not fall down and get back up again—"

"Using this should give you another chance, right, brother?"

The robin's halo shimmered and glowed.

She could assert that Sunday's failure lay precisely in this.

If everything is likened to music.

So the voice of Liumeng Reef, though weak, is like a clear stream, pure, resilient and united.

The sound at twelve o'clock seems loud, but it is noisy and chaotic.

Even without external interference, the sounds that belong to Liumeng Reef may suffer temporary setbacks, but the music that ultimately survives will definitely belong to Liumeng Reef.

Guided by Mika, the "Starry Sky Train" crew arrived at the final resting place of the child who had completed his journey.

The full moon hangs in the reflection of a beautiful dream, and under the faint, harmonious melody that sounds like a lullaby, an old man sleeps peacefully bathed in moonlight.

Xing accepted the top hat that originally belonged to "Beacon of Enlightenment" Kenfal Amundsen, later passed through the hands of "Son of Light" Granholm, and finally belonged to "Watchmaker" Ragwalker Charles Mikhail.

This hat, which had been passed down by two navigators and a legendary anonymous traveler, had at this moment become a symbol of pioneering.

Qiong did not compete with Xing for the hat. On this journey, he was both a pioneer who ventured deep into the world and a bystander who wandered around without getting a single leaf on his body.

Qiong believes he has a hat that belongs to him, even if that hat isn't here now.

Bats are a must-have; what kind of Galaxy Batman would he be without bats?

The fact that Xing accepted the top hat was practically a signal that the final act was about to begin.

Pam stared blankly at Mikhail, who lay peacefully.

Tears streamed down my face.

The glimmer of hope that came with receiving this invitation containing a distress signal shattered in an instant, leaving only disappointment and heartbreak.

Will the boss battles continue in this style, being brief and glossed over, or will they be more detailed? Mainly because it seems there haven't been many changes.

Seeking Master/Servant combinations (native Servants) for the Holy Grail War.

Chapter 389 Gaia: Wake them up one by one~

Qiong's current feeling is very strange.

This is the path of Xing's pioneering, and Qiong is more like a traveler who meets a fellow traveler who has just embarked on her journey, and travels with her, while also examining her past self.

I was both a participant and an observer, participating in this pioneering effort while also witnessing a different path taken.

Surprisingly, the moment the Star General put on the hat, Qiong felt a strange sense of detachment.

Then, the hat that truly belonged to him appeared on his head.

Abyss: 'It's here!'

'The spatial readings you asked me to monitor appeared for a fleeting moment just now.'

Lin Yi: 'Does the origin and the ripple range also have a duration?'

Abis: 'The origin, Asterna, ripples across one-third of the known universe, lasting for... an amount too short to be observed.'

Lin Yi: Thank you.

Abyss: 'Tracing back to that...isn't that difficult?'

Lin Yi: 'Just give it a try whenever you have nothing better to do. To be honest, the occasional disturbances made me wonder if breaking the spacetime connection between worlds was really that difficult, or if the machine head was just having internal conflicts.'

Abyss: 'If it's the machine head interfering with the blockade... then your experiment of pulling the Dome over shouldn't have succeeded either.'

Lin Yi: 'We can only gradually identify and smooth out the errors, little by little.'

Judging from her expression, Pam won't be able to get over her sadness anytime soon.

So Himeko and the others discussed it and decided to leave Pam alone there quietly.

The rest of the train crew went to uncover the truth—

At the Pinocchio Grand Theatre, Sunday unsurprisingly chose to reveal its thoughts to its guests.

However, just as the martyrs' will was unwavering, so too were the pioneers who inherited their will.

Persuasion has obviously failed.

It's quite normal for ideological negotiations to fail. It's impossible to successfully explain the vision of a seven-day weekend to the nameless passengers of the "Starry Sky Train," a group of helpless wanderers and unemployed people.

If this declaration were published within the company, there would be a great many people who would empathize with it.

When language barriers prevent communication, the only way to prove oneself is through physical confrontation.

With the eulogy of the martyr and the harmonious passing of the 107,336 members of the Oak family.

Having absorbed the long-cherished desires of the land of dreams, and the collective wish of every dreamer in "Pinocchio"—the Fantastic Choir of Dominix has come into being.

The ceremony was carried out without hesitation or delay due to the complicated situation surrounding Pinocchio.

The power of order emerges from harmony.

The hymns of order and eulogy successfully replaced the harmonious hymns of harmony.

It was a success on Sunday.

The dreamer succeeded.

The oak family line has succeeded.

The remnants of order lie dormant in the territory of harmony, giving birth to a new voice of order.

The power of order usurps the embodiment of harmony.

Bound by laws and regulations, an eternal paradise is created in dreams.

The moment Dominic appeared, the amusement park was already complete.

The dream of Taiyi, created by the collective will to mold the world, has already descended upon us.

It also confuses dreams with reality, and memories with matter.

Then it continued to expand until it covered the entire Asdna star system.

The nameless guests, however, were engaged in a fierce battle in their deep sleep.

In dreams, or rather, in paradise, there are very few conscious individuals.

The Yellow Springs is one whose nothingness is enough to cause any influence imposed upon her to succumb.

Nothing has a greater negative impact than being trapped in nothingness.

Huang Quan stood in a corner of "Golden Moment," her hand on her knife, her head raised to gaze at the grand theater above, as if she were about to draw her sword, but she remained motionless for a long time.

After a long while, she lowered her hand. Now was not the time to wield the knife; her blade was sharp enough to cut through anything.

However, this also means that it cannot guarantee that it will not cause harm to people nearby, nor can it guarantee that it will not cause harm to the dream itself.

Perhaps we should wait and see? Not everyone is willing to succumb...

Yanqing dreamed that after one crushing battle after another, Yunli willingly submitted, admitting that she was inferior in skill and humbly listened to his teachings.

Then, in a martial arts ceremony not long after, he swept aside all the strong opponents, his swordsmanship becoming completely integrated.

Jing Yuan acknowledged that Yan Qing had surpassed him in martial arts alone, and recommended Yan Qing as the sword master.

Then, without waiting for the subsequent plot developments such as the sword trial and the championship, the story unfolded.

The land in my dream suddenly transformed into a lush, verdant planet.

The vibrant life force made Yanqing's first thought to revitalize the planet, and he immediately wanted to draw his sword.

Unexpectedly, the rocks and boulders began to move, and strange plants began to grow. The rocks, boulders, and plants seemed to grab him tightly and... flick him on the head.

Gaia stood on tiptoe, shook Yanqing's shoulders, then jumped up and flicked him on the forehead: "Wake up~ Wake up~"

The flicking motion on the forehead wasn't very skillful, but it was clear that it was a technique passed down from generation to generation.

Yanqing: "This is..."

Yanqing felt a little uncomfortable at the moment, like someone who had stayed up all night and was so tired that they were about to die, and was suddenly shaken awake when they had just fallen asleep and were sleeping soundly.

Gaia then went to shake Yunli again.

Yun Li's dream started similarly to Yan Qing's.