Their commission was suspicious.

"Are you hunting down Huang Quan?" Just as Potio was pondering how to persuade the Star Train crew, a voice rang in his ears.

Portio instantly pulled out his revolver and pointed it behind him.

However, upon seeing the other party's true appearance, Potio hesitated for a moment and then put the gun away.

"Hey, isn't this the Lord of Paradise? I'm good buddies with one of your Paradise adventurers. Could you please help me get into Pinocchio?" Portio greeted him.

Holy crap, why did I have to meet the Lord of Paradise here?

Some of the Sea Patrol Rangers are indeed fearless, but it's normal for them to feel some fear towards someone who has just killed a Star God... What if they get killed by the opponent with one punch?

"Did your good friend, the adventurer from Paradise, mention to you that Huang Quan is my beloved friend and family?" Chen Luo asked.

Chen Luo was here because Pam had messaged him for help.

"..."

Honey, Potio really didn't know that.

Oh no, have we walked into the lion's den?

"So if you want me to help send you into Pinocchio to hunt down Huang Quan... you'll have to pay extra," Chen Luo said.

"Ok?"

"Are you curious why I said that? Because I know you can't beat Huang Quan. So what price are you willing to pay to get my help?" Chen Luo asked.

"The friendship of seafaring knights?" Portio asked tentatively.

"Okay, this is it. Here you go!" Chen Luo tore open a gap and threw Potio inside.

Having completed two commissions at once, Chen Luo didn't lose anything.

One of the requests is for Portio to enter Pinocchio and find the Underworld.

The other is a request from the Underworld, who is currently in Pinocchio, to meet a real Sea Ranger.

Because Huang Quan came to Pinocchio to return the belongings of a seafaring knight.

Originally, Huang Quan would have been banished from Pinocchio by the dreamer, but now he can't get out at all.

Moreover, the dreamer is no longer most concerned about the illusory messenger.

They are but a mere envoy, nothing in the face of the Star God's might.

In short, the dreamer is now inflated with ego.

"Oh, right, you're coming too." Chen Luo said as he walked towards Dan Heng.

"Huh? What am I supposed to do there?"

"Look at what you're saying. Although Huang Quan won't pose a danger to you, Pinocchio can. Since we're fighting a boss, the friends should naturally stick together." Chen Luo said, completely ignoring Dan Heng's thoughts, and threw Dan Heng into the gap as well.

“I texted you to tell you to deal with that cowboy, not to deal with Pam in Danheng,” Pam complained.

“Oh, speaking of which, you’re going too.” Chen Luo then walked towards Pam.

"Huh? Me? I can't leave the Star Train."

“If I say yes, then yes. And Pam, don’t you want to meet Mikhail and the others? I can take you there,” Chen Luo said, squatting down next to Pam and tempting her.

“Sigh, this… but it’s the Star Train…” Pam was tempted by Chen Luo’s words, but she was also worried about the Star Train.

[Ding! You have a new request!]

"Don't worry, I'll have the adventurers from the park protect the Star Train. Oh, right, take this." Chen Luo handed Pam a remote control with only one button.

“What is this?” Pam asked.

"Star Train Summoning Button".

"Huh? What do I need this for?"

"You'll need it sooner or later."

"But……"

"Go!" Chen Luo threw Pam into the gap as well before closing it.

"While I may not be able to see the scene of thousands of sea patrolling adventurers gathering here, I should at least see the scene of a train crashing into Sunday, right? Oh, right, someone, install a ram on the Starry Sky Train." Chen Luo began to summon the adventurers of the Paradise.

[What they summoned during the final battle was a star train formed from the spirit of pioneering, not for you to summon a real train and crash into Sunday. If you do that, Pam will come back and beat you up.]

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. After all, the button is in Pam's hands. He can press it if he wants, or not if he doesn't," Chen Luo said.

Pinocchio's future is incredibly chaotic, and Chen Luo is too lazy to look at it, because he can't be sure that the future he sees isn't one manipulated by the puppeteer.

However, Chen Luo can watch the original story of Pinocchio.

[Speaking of which, the Star Train does seem to be usable as a weapon, because the former Pioneer Star God once used it to smash through the wall erected by the Protector Star God... Killing an Envoy shouldn't be a problem.]

"Indeed. All we need is to add a ramming angle..."

[Pam will really kill you when she gets back.]

"Don't worry, it's just putting a shell on the engine of the Starry Sky Train. There won't be any modifications or welding on the Starry Sky Train. We can just remove it later."

Whatever makes you happy.

"Breaking news from our station: Pinocchio's 'Harmony Festival' is now in its countdown phase. With the ticking of the clock, the grand opening of this celebration will take place at 12 o'clock."

Just as Chen Luo was leaving, the Starry Sky Train's announcement system came on.

……

"What an adorable little Klein." Chen Luo picked up an armed idol, hugged it to his chest, and then rubbed his face against the idol's little face.

"Let me touch it, let me touch it, junior brother, don't keep it all to yourself!" Danzhu and Cangxuan ran after Chen Luo, but they couldn't catch up at all.

"Have you all made enough of a scene?" Mebius said coldly.

"Did you hear that, Danzhu? If you two don't stop, Dr. Möbius will make you copy the lab safety rules as punishment," Chen Luo warned.

"Isn't Dr. Mebius talking about you too?" Danzhu muttered under his breath.

However, considering the ambiguous relationship between Chen Luo and Mebius, Danzhu felt that if Mebius really got angry, he would be the only one to suffer.

As for Cang Xuan? Her survival instinct was extremely strong, so she stopped speaking when Mebius was talking.

"Speaking of which, if the Doctor were to be discovered making something like this, it would definitely be very bad," Cang Xuan said.

Artificial life form, armed puppet.

Although armed dolls became human aids in the fight against the Honkai after the technology for making armed dolls was made public, since the armed doll rebellion, the original armed dolls have gradually begun to integrate into humans due to the pressure of life and assist in various tasks. However, the Moth of Fire strictly prohibits the creation of new armed dolls.

"Who cares?" Möbius waved his hand.

Since the armed puppets have already been made, would Moth Chaser still dare to recycle them?

Mebius was somewhat confident in this regard, confident in his position among the Moths of Fire.

"It's so cute, it's so tiny. And it looks exactly like my senior sister." After Chen Luo stopped, Danzhu was finally able to touch Little Klein.

"Doctor, Doctor, can you make one for me? I want one too. I want to look just like Cangxuan," Danzhu said.

“If you want one, make it yourself, or find Chen Luo. He’s the expert at making armed dolls,” Möbius said.

That's true; Chen Luo is indeed an expert in making dolls.

It is so realistic that it can easily be mistaken for the real thing.

Just like the remains of the many people who should have died in the Herrscher of Binding incident that Chen Luo directly received, they were all fakes made by Chen Luo.

No one noticed anything unusual while attending the memorial service.

"No, even if I do something like that, my senior sister won't come back," Cang Xuan said sadly.

“I know that Klein is not her, but a new individual with independent thinking ability, who just borrowed her appearance.” Möbius nodded.

Mebius felt no sadness, for he knew that Chen Luo had taken his Klein away.

Thinking of this, Mebius glared at Chen Luo again.

According to Chen Luo, Mebius would not be able to see the real Klein before the end of the previous civilization.

As for the reason... does it count as Chen Luo being afraid that Mebius would make Klein work overtime?

He had no leisure time in life, and he couldn't find peace even after death. How much overtime pay should Klein receive to justify such a life of wandering?

"Work, work, is there any work for me to do?" Little Klein, who was being played with by Danzhu, suddenly spoke up.

"Huh? What did you say?" Danzhu was startled.

“Doctor, you just said you only borrowed the appearance.” Cang Xuan looked at Möbius beside him.

“…Well, after all, it’s based on her. So, for now, we’ve included the ‘workaholic’ part as the underlying setting,” Möbius said hesitantly.

Even Mebius would probably feel a little embarrassed facing such questioning...

“Doctor…” Cang Xuan didn’t know what to say.

"Work? Where is there work?" Klein was running around the laboratory.

"Wow, you can't go that way! Klein, stop right there!" Danzhu shouted as she chased after Klein.

"Danzhu, don't run in the corridor," Cangxuan reminded her.

As for Klein, he was just a one-day-old baby. We can't be too harsh, can we?

"Didi"

The laboratory door opened automatically after making two noises.

Velvi walked in from outside the laboratory.

And Wilhelmine happened to see Klein running around the lab looking for work.

“Mebius…this is the artificial life form you created using the parts you bought from me?” Velvi looked at the armed doll Klein with great interest.

Möbius was indeed a master in the field of biology, but the artificial life form of armed dolls is not the same as clones and androids.

Take Klein's eyes, for example. They are made of fluid-like glass with internal properties similar to liquid and an excellent refractive index, making them a popular material for prosthetic eyes.

When it comes to making these kinds of props, Vervier is the real expert, at least better than Mebius.

“…” Mebius did not answer.

To Mebius, Vervi was too noisy; any excessive reaction from her would only fuel her excitement.

So, like Mebius, Vilvi didn't have many friends.

Because not everyone can tolerate Vervi's excessive curiosity.

“How boring… But that’s not why I came to the Möbius Lab this time. By the way, Möbius, how’s the Golden Garden coming along?” Velvi asked.

"Speaking of which, Eden is really generous, giving away the Golden Garden so readily," Wilvi remarked.

“That’s because I can do more with the Golden Garden, make it truly useful, and now it’s called Paradise of the Past,” Mebius said.

"Oh, you're really planning to get that memory chip?" Velvi seemed intrigued.

“You already know all that, so what else can you do? Anyway, I’m planning to give it a try,” Möbius said.

The tragedy of the constraints brought about far too many changes to the pre-civilization, including but not limited to the fact that only thirteen fusion warriors remained in the entire pre-civilization.

They are an irreplaceable and vital asset to the Fire-Chasing Moths, and also the most powerful fighting force of the pre-civilization.

The reason why there are still thirteen Fusion Warriors left is because during the battle with the Herrscher of Binding, Mebius performed a fusion surgery on Thousand Calamity, turning him into a Fusion Warrior; otherwise, there would only be 12 left.

Although some have suggested performing the fusion surgery again, the destruction of 70% of the civilization has made life the most precious asset of the former civilization after the tragedy.

Fusion surgery, a procedure with an extremely high mortality rate, can no longer be continued.

Furthermore, since Mebius transformed the Golden Garden into the Paradise of the Dead, the Firemoth plans to have the remaining thirteen Fusion Warriors leave their memories in the Paradise of the Dead.

In the previous civilization, with only three specially built large cities remaining, the Firemoth had to consider whether to preserve some of the embers of fire.

Memory is both a fighting force that can only exist in the paradise of the past and the best teacher.

"Do I also need to leave a memory record?" Velvi asked.

“It’s up to you. But you probably can’t refuse anyway, since there are only thirteen people left in the entire civilization who can leave behind memories,” Möbius said.

While the Moth of Fire won't force Velvet to leave behind her memories, the problem now is that there are simply too few memories left behind.

“Using this technology to leave a memory requires a high level of physical fitness and willpower; ordinary people simply cannot withstand it,” Möbius explained.

“Alright then.” Velvi nodded.