I, on the Starry Sky Railway, change everything

Otherwise, if it had taken several minutes, putting aside any supernatural powers, Hua Yi would probably be heavily pregnant by March 7th by now.

"Aren't you worried that I'll pass out drunk in my dream and lie on the ground, and tomorrow Pinocchio will publish a notice saying, 'A certain Chinese man is found unconscious in the street. Relatives and friends are requested to come to the family mansion to pick him up after seeing this missing person notice'?"

"No, not really?"

March 7th, stuttering.

"After mixing the whiskey and Sorida, I even tasted it, and I don't think I'll get drunk immediately. Before coming here, I contacted Xing. She was with you at the time, so if something really happens, Xing can take care of you in your dreams."

"The battle plan is quite detailed."

Holding Xiao Sanyue's face close to his, Hua Yi kissed her lips.

It's sweet, with the aroma of alcohol and soda.

March 7th didn't lie. After mixing the beverages, he actually tasted them himself to test for "poison" and confirmed that there was no problem before feeding them to Hua Yi.

It might even be imported wine, fed mouth-to-mouth.

Beverage safety is paramount!

"So, you didn't even have a proper time to enjoy your dreams?"

"of course."

The girl wrinkled her nose but didn't lose her composure during Hua Yi's kiss.

I kissed him in Luofu, more than once.

That's why she felt even more discouraged, and her little expression revealed resentment.

“I’ve been waiting for an opportunity ever since I was on the Luofu Immortal Ship, waiting for you to finish your business and have some free time before taking action. But I’ve been waiting and waiting, and in the meantime I encountered the Giant True Stinging Worm, then arranged a carriage for Ruan Mei, and then dealt with people from the company and the family. I’ve been waiting until now!”

A storm is brewing for Pinocchio.

Powerful forces gathered, each with their own agenda.

But even if the rain hadn't fallen yet, or even if there was already a raging storm, Hua Yi would have to suppress the celestial phenomena to fulfill the wishes of March 7th.

"I'm sorry about my problem, Miss March. From now on, I will do whatever you say."

Hua Yi, I order you to get intimate with me right now!

The two are now essentially bathing together, standing right next to each other.

The matter was just one step away from completion, and the anxiety that had been building up for so long on March 7th finally eased.

First, she put her arms around Hua Yi to make sure he wouldn't suddenly disappear. Then, she buried her head in his chest and mumbled softly.

"You don't have any important business to attend to next, do you? When you left Xing, you didn't say you were going to check things out in reality and would be right back, did you? What am I supposed to do then...?"

"No, being by your side is my most important task right now."

Hua Yi finished the drink Xiao Sanyue had mixed in one gulp.

"Now that I'm drunk, Your Highness can do whatever you want."

"You changed my form of address twice in just three sentences, honestly—and you said you could do whatever you wanted, how am I supposed to know what to do?"

Urgent! It's March 7th, very urgent!

He had known Hua Yi since the Black Tower Space Station, but they dragged things out and he still hadn't won the final victory by the time they reached Pinocchio.

So many people have come from behind and surpassed them!

She was terrified that if she continued to delay, something unexpected would happen—someone would jump out and kidnap Hua Yi.

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Dream fluid rippled with the girl's movements. March 7th kept holding onto Hua Yi, determined not to let go of her lover, and kissed him again.

Those eyes, usually full of energy, were now brimming with fighting spirit; they were determined to take down Hua Yi today!

Even if the stars come, March 7th will not let go!

Snap, snap.

The droplets of dreamy liquid between her hair were brushed onto Hua Yi's neck, which was exposed above the water, by March 7th, like a small animal marking its territory.

She looked at her masterpiece, a sweet smile curving her lips, full of pride.

"Hehe~"

Hua Yi smoothed San Yueqi's hair: "Please take care of me in the days to come."

"You were already looking out for me, weren't you? It's a pity I haven't remembered my past, otherwise I could have been more honest."

"I would prefer a different kind of honesty."

Which kind?

Following Hua Yi's gaze, March 7 looked down and saw the dress she was wearing.

This kind of honesty, right?

"Are you suggesting I take the lead? You big bad guy... Do whatever you want, hurry up..."

His remarks were both hasty and timid.

Hua Yi accepted the challenge.

The power of the moment and eternity descended silently, and no matter how the Pinocchio party progressed, he had enough time to do what he loved.

The big bad guy is going to eat the little white rabbit!

Doing whatever one pleases in the Dream Pool can easily affect the purity of the dream fluid, so Hua Yi decisively picked up San Yueqi around the waist and placed her on the bed.

He also bent down.

Chapter 550 The Dream Bar, Shu Weng

Now March 7th has finally become March Wife.

Hua Yi stretched out a brief moment, creating a different flow of time on his side compared to other places, giving the two enough time to fight to their hearts' content and then have a good rest.

Pinocchio's dream manifests its superiority in strange places.

Even though March 7th is far from being a match for Hua Yi, and is exhausted, she can still enter the dream world of Pinocchio as usual when her lover picks her up from the bed and puts her down in the dream pool.

You can sleep and play at the same time.

What's even better is that there's really no need to go out in reality. Staying in Huayi's room on March 7th, one can still enjoy the dream.

Okay, she doesn't plan to go out then.

"I'm going to find Sister Himeko!"

This is a younger sister who was severely bullied and went to a mature older sister for comfort.

On March 7th, not intending to continue clinging to Hua Yi, she decisively chose to escape, fearing that he might suddenly say, "How are you? Have you rested enough? If you're rested enough, let's fight another eight hundred rounds."

Since the girl was afraid of fighting, Hua Yi let her be.

March Wife shared her victory with Himeko, while Hoshino played a mobile game with Hotaru.

Hua Yi has not forgotten the other girl who accompanied him.

I took out my phone and glanced at the message screen.

About two hours ago, Jingliu sent a message asking for his location. At that time, Huayi was teaching Sanyue's wife, so he couldn't let Jingliu come over and had to postpone it.

To express his apology, Hua Yi decided to take the initiative to find Jing Liu.

With numerous forces gathered, the family was overwhelmed with work, and some minor issues seemed to arise in the dream world as a result. Some dream troupes went out of control, turning into nightmare troupes, and went berserk, attacking guests and causing the relevant areas to be closed.

According to the location sent by Jingliu, she was outside the Dream Hotel, in a sealed-off area.

Hua Yi followed the trail and wasn't worried that she would be attacked by the Dream Theater Troupe.

Just kidding. The esteemed Sword Master of Luofu is terrifyingly strong in terms of life experience, combat experience, and past achievements. Unless he clashes with the Commander, there are very few people in the entire Pinocone, or even the vast universe, who can put Mirror Stream in danger.

Hua Yi strolled through the empty corridor.

As he left the hotel area that hosted the dreamers, the corridor, which was not much different from reality at first, gradually became absurd.

Tables and chairs hung upside down from the ceiling, the walls were twisted and deformed, and dream bubbles floated in mid-air—

Normal tenants would turn around and leave upon seeing such a scene to avoid danger.

This place is definitely not safe.

As soon as Hua Yi turned the corner, he came across the Dream Theater Troupe, a television set that had grown arms and legs and could move on its own.

It was inside the ice, completely frozen.

It was the sword energy of the Mirror Stream that held back, not destroying the thing with a single strike, but merely stripping it of its ability to move.

Hua Yi had anticipated this, maintaining a steady pace as he walked. After passing through several corridors, he finally arrived at his destination.

Welcome to [Dream Bar]

In a place where no normal customers would ever come, there is a small bar hidden away.

Behind the bar, the blonde female bartender wore a jacket and jeans, a neutral outfit, but with her good looks, she still appeared mature and beautiful.

When she saw Hua Yi approaching, her eyes gleamed with curiosity as she looked him over.

"Hello, Mr. Hua Yi, the nameless passenger of the Starry Sky Train. My name is Shu Weng, the manager, bartender and waiter of this bar. Miss Jing Liu mentioned your name to me earlier. Welcome."

Jingliu nodded.

"I don't like crowded places. You let me wander around, so I went to a quiet place and found this bar."

"Good."

Hua Yi knew that Jing Liu would never be so drunk as to spill all his experiences and tell them to Shu Weng after a few drinks.

At most, I'll just briefly mention that I'm an unnamed passenger on the Star Train.

It's even possible that Shu Weng asked first, and Jing Liu only agreed to answer because of her excellent bartending skills.

"I'll still go with you—is that alright?"

"of course."

Jingliu had no intention of continuing to drink, so he decisively went to Huayi's side.

"There's something wrong with the dream..."

She explained the situation in a low voice.

Upon arriving at Pinocchio, Jingliu never indulged in a beautiful dream.

During this time, Hua Yi met with Robin and Firefly, and turned March 7th into March Wife. Jing Liu seriously took on the role of investigator, tracking down the abnormal dream.

"Previously, I fell into the demonic realm, but received your precepts, making me more sensitive to my mind and consciousness. My memories here are in disarray, including the real Pinocchio, which vaguely shows signs of being invaded by dreams, blurring the lines between reality and illusion..."

"Yes, I know what I'm doing, don't worry."

Hua Yi pulled Jing Liu back to the bar, glanced at the various wines and drinks on the display case, and smiled at Shu Weng.

"How much did my companion drink here? I'll pay for it."

"Need not."

Shu Weng's gaze lingered briefly on the two men's clasped hands, and he was secretly surprised.

She had never seen a swordsman as terrifying as the Mirror Stream.

Replacing the word with "warrior" might not be a problem.

Even the highly professional hound family responsible for Pinocchio's security is pitifully insignificant compared to the sheer aura that Jingliu exuded when he froze the Dream Theater Troupe with his sword.

Shu Weng's vision was definitely not limited, yet Jing Liu's understanding was beyond comprehension.

Powerful, aloof, detached from the realm of dreams.

Yet, this very person's expression softens when Hua Yi's name is mentioned, and now they are holding hands.

An unnamed passenger on the train...

Just how special must one be to warm a swordsman as hard as ice?