Starry Sky Railway, starting with a single draw of the Underworld

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The robin came to Qiong's side, grabbed his arm and shook it gently twice. Although her tone was somewhat complaining, it was clear that she was in a good mood, otherwise she wouldn't have acted this way.

"You also think he's not actually happy, right?"

Qiong took the opportunity to hold the robin's hand and said that she was already used to being held hands by now and did not express any opinion on it.

"This is indeed unhappy, because it's all an illusion. When you wake up from the dream, you end up with nothing. True happiness is something you can experience in reality. No one can change their reality, so they abandon reality and choose to escape into an illusory dream."

"Such happiness is too illusory, like overdrawing the rest of your life in a fantasy world, and when you wake up, you may only have a burnt-out soul left."

The robin nodded and said in a gentle voice, which showed that she really hoped these people could come out of their dreams instead of becoming addicted to them.

“Everyone has their own choices. We can’t interfere with others from a moral standpoint, but we can help them if we just abandon morality.”

Qiong said to the robin with a serious expression, but these words reminded the robin of that Pipi Westerner, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Heh, why don't you ask them if they want your help?"

Although Robin told Qiong not to use violence, he had indeed brought someone who had lost their mind back to their senses, which could be considered a good thing.

"Ahem, robin, we should go and meet the dreamer."

On Sunday, he coughed to remind everyone that his blood pressure was about to explode as he watched Qiong abduct his younger sister right in front of him.

"it is good."

The robin responded and then took Qiong's hand and walked towards a sparsely populated open space.

The group hadn't gone far when they saw a beautiful woman standing at the intersection ahead. She was dressed like a robin, had the same headband, and even looked the same.

"That was... myself?"

The robin also saw the person's face clearly. She looked in the mirror every day, so she naturally recognized the person who looked exactly like her at a glance.

"Hi, brother."

The false robin raised its hand to greet Sunday, making the same sound, and Sunday immediately frowned.

"Fool, put away your tricks, they're useless against me."

Sunday's expression was somewhat gloomy. He hated this masked fool who was pretending to be his sister, just as much as he hated Sora.

“Fool, this is our second meeting, isn’t it? You didn’t get any good treatment by Qiong’s side before.”

Robin raised her hand to stop Sunday, but instead of her brother getting into a conflict with the Masked Fool, she took over the conversation.

The fake robin's appearance quickly changed, reverting to her original form: black hair, twin tails, and a butterfly-shaped mark under her eyes. This was the true face of the Masked Fool, Hanabi.

"It's that little gray-haired girl, and the Star Core Hunter pretending to be a weak woman."

Hanabi looked at Sora and Ryuhoshi with a comical expression. Ryuhoshi's fists hardened at the sound of this. She had heard that Hanabi was using her looks to cause trouble. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would have taught Hanabi a lesson.

"What did you do to us before? Why are we in the Dream Hotel when we wake up?"

Qiong is quite friendly towards pretty girls. He wanted to know how Hanabi teleported him away, as this ability might be useful.

"I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but who knew someone would throw you into that dream world. Being chased by monsters must have been unpleasant, hehe."

Hanabi said with a smile, and by the end she was grinning from ear to ear. Although her expression was exaggerated, she was indeed cute, which just made people's fists hard.

"It's just that you encountered the Memory Master again to help you, otherwise it would have been even more interesting to watch."

"Hanabi, you really are named Asakusa."

Qiong said helplessly. The others couldn't understand what he was saying, but Hanabi, the old fox, understood it immediately. Far from feeling insulted, she actually enjoyed it.

"I owe you, I owe you, come and get me if you dare!"

Hanabi stuck out her tongue at Sora and said, "Although people are a bit abstract, this is the Masked Fool. If it's not joyful enough, how can it embark on a joyful path?"

"Fool, you'd better leave. If you keep talking, Qiong will beat you up. He really will."

Robin, standing to the side, helplessly advised, "Others might ignore Hanabi, but Sora is someone who never follows the rules and will act without warning."

"Alright, alright, I'll be going. But, Miss Robin, I still have to advise you to think about this carefully. Can people who live in dreams really escape suffering and find true happiness?"

Hanabi raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, but before leaving, she said something that made the robin feel bad. There was no need to answer the question; everyone knew it was impossible.

"I've done everything I needed to do. Here are the last two gifts for you. If the Harmonious Music Festival unfortunately still has to be held... please remember to use them at the performance, and don't lose them, it'll be very exciting!"

Hanabi pulled two boxes with buttons from her pocket. They were red, just like her. They were obviously unidentified items, but Robin and Sunday accepted them, probably because they didn't want to talk to Hanabi anymore.

Although Qiong wanted to settle accounts with Hanabi, the current situation wasn't suitable, so he tapped his lips with his index finger and then tapped Hanabi's lips as well.

Hanabi thought about how Sora had forcibly kissed her before. Her smile remained unchanged, but the veins on her forehead were clearly throbbing. She admitted that she was a little angry. She had not gained any pleasure from Sora, which would undoubtedly make her a foolish failure. She had to find a chance to get revenge.

Without the fireworks' obstruction, the robin and Sunday arrived smoothly at the deserted street square, where the cawing of night ravens could be heard, indicating that the dreamer was about to arrive.

"Right on the street?"

Qiong asked somewhat strangely. He thought that the dreamer would create some kind of ritual, but it turned out to be just an open space where all he had to do was call out. It felt like calling a pet over.

"The entire dream is under the control of the dreamer, so where the meeting takes place is not that important."

Sunday explained that he and the robin were now standing in the open space. Sunday took a gem from his pocket and held it up, its faint glow illuminating the light.

“Since it has seen me, I will not avoid it anymore and will call Uncle Yang over.”

As Qiong spoke, she took out her phone and shared her location with Walter. At the same time, a person walked over from not far away. The person had an ordinary appearance, like an office worker. She stopped in front of Sunday and nodded blankly.

Chapter 109 The Extraordinary Welt

"Mr. Gopher Wood, how have you been?"

On Sunday, the robin greets the woman in front of him with his left hand behind his back and his right hand in front of his chest. The robin does the same thing, but without putting his hands behind his back.

Qiong looked at the woman in front of her with surprise. Judging from her appearance, she didn't look like a substitute at all. It seemed that the Dream Master was a cautious person, which Qiong could understand.

"On Sunday, the robin was a long time away, especially the little bird. It had been so many years since we last met."

The dreamer nodded to Sunday, then looked at the robin, his face expressionless, but his tone was somewhat indulgent.

"Mr. Gopher..."

The robin looked at the dreamer with complicated emotions. She recalled how Gopher had taken such good care of her when she was a child. She could say that she would have died long ago without Gopher’s care. That was the debt of gratitude for his upbringing. However, the path he had taken contradicted the robin’s own thoughts, which was why the little bird seemed to be in pain.

“My friend…”

The Dream Master looked at Qiong next to the Robin. In fact, he already knew who Qiong was, but he pretended to be meeting her for the first time. This was the person Huang Quan wanted to protect, and there was really no way to take action against her.

"Hello, Mr. Gopher, I'm Robin's boyfriend. I came back with her today to meet her parents."

Qiong said with a smile, but instead of holding hands with the robin, he touched the back of her hand with the back of his hand, appearing intimate.

"Uh...the robin has reached this age, which is a good thing, isn't it?"

The dream master's stand-in's expression clearly showed astonishment. His thoughts were somewhat confused, as if the cabbage he had planted had been eaten by a pig. Although he also wanted to use the robin to do bad things, he didn't want to see the robin harmed by outsiders.

At this moment, Meng was mainly concerned about his image and persona. He couldn't act as if he was hostile to Qiong like he did on Sunday, because that would be too ungentlemanly. So, he was inexplicably wronged after meeting Qiong.

"No, we're just ordinary friends."

Robin quickly denied it, and glared at Qiong as she spoke. Even if she really wanted to be in a relationship, she shouldn't bring it up now. This was a serious matter.

Qiong looked away and whistled, acting as if he had done nothing wrong. Even the robin was amused by his antics. It was at this moment that Walter arrived at the scene.

“Mr. Gopher, I am Walter Yang from the Star Train. I have important matters to discuss with you today.”

Walter stated his purpose directly. He didn't have time for pleasantries with the Dream Master and immediately confessed everything he had heard at Dream Reef.

"...Do you mean that for a long time, wicked people have used our joyous celebrations, which we use to bless the world, as a tool to achieve their ambitions?"

The dreamer did not show any surprise after hearing Walter's words. His usual demeanor was neither sad nor happy, and at this moment he only had questions.

“Indeed, Lord Dream Master. Once the Harmonious Ceremony begins, the power of the Star Core will spread throughout Pinocene along with the songs. At that time, everyone in the dream will be unable to wake up.”

The robin sided with Walter, saying that this was the outcome she had been trying to avoid: Pinocchio would become a prison for everyone.

“Hmm, that does surprise me. Dreams are the result of the joint maintenance of the five major families. If someone is using Harmony Music to spread the power of that star core, that person must be in a high position. Do you have any suspects?”

The Dream Master's words were very sincere, but Qiong and Watt were not swayed in the slightest. The entire dream was under the control of the Dream Master. This was like saying that someone was undermining their backyard and the owner passed by every day without seeing it. Who would believe that this was not tacit approval?

"Excuse me, are you truly unaware of the existence of a stellar core?"

Walter raised his question seriously, which was almost a clear statement to the Dream Master: stop pretending, everyone knows it was you, even if you didn't do it, at least they know the information.

"...I never imagined that this nameless guest would directly target me; it's truly astonishing."

The Dreamer hadn't expected Walter to be so straightforward, immediately stating his doubts. Therefore, he could only offer his reply: these nameless guests were indeed incredibly audacious.

“Lord Dream Master, as long as it is proven that the Harmony Ceremony has nothing to do with the Star Core and that we were just overthinking things... I will return to the stage to sing as promised.”

The robin remained on Walter's side. Compared to the silent Sunday, she made her stance clear, also suspecting that the dreamer had a problem and needing him to prove his innocence.

"On Sunday, could you plead with Him to send down His light and ask me questions on His behalf, so that all lies may be exposed?"

The dreamer nodded, not angry, but preparing to use some means to prove himself.

He agreed on Sunday. His method was the same one he had used to deal with the gold dust. If he lied, he would become a puppet of the Tong Xie, spending his whole life only singing praises to the Tong Xie.

“O soul of three faces, brand his tongue and the palms of his hands with a hot iron, so that he may not lie or swear false oaths.”

As Sunday spoke, the surrounding space seemed to distort slightly. Both Qiong and Walter felt it, as if something was watching them. The family was subordinate to [Harmony], and that must be the power of the Star God Hipe, which prevented them from lying.

The following Sunday, several questions were asked about the Harmonious Music Ceremony and whether the dreamer was innocent. The dreamer's answers did not provoke any punishment from that power, which also meant that what he said was true.

"Thus, I have completed my self-proof."

"Wait a minute."

Walter spoke up, saying that even the robin would have believed the dreamer's words given the circumstances, but Walter still did not believe it.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Walter?” Sunday asked.

"Gentlemen, I have another question that needs to be answered. As far as I know, the harmony and prosperity of a family has never relied on any so-called laws. Is the god you two are talking about really Hippe?"

Walter voiced his question, and Qiong looked at her Uncle Yang in surprise. Had he always been this brave? Not only did he express distrust of the Dream Master's self-justification, but he also said that the god the other party believed in had changed. If such a betrayal of faith were discovered, the Harmonious Envoy would come to have a heart-to-heart talk with him.

"Besides that star god, who else could compose such a magnificent symphony?"

The dreamer asked Walter a question, intending to put him in a difficult position, but unexpectedly, this played right into Walter's hands.

"That's the problem. A musical movement can indeed only be composed in harmony, but what if the noise comes from within the harmony itself?"

“There was once a star god who was also famous for composing, but his destiny collided with harmony and he was swallowed up. The star god fell, but his destiny remained. In the all-encompassing harmony, it is not impossible for his will to be born again.”

Walter's bravery once again impressed Qiong. This was no conversation; he was practically pointing his finger at the Dream Master and calling him a traitor. Qiong's point was that even if the Dream Master was innocent, Walter's words meant a fierce battle was inevitable. As expected of Uncle Yang, he was incredibly brave. Now we know who Little March resembles.

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Chapter 110 Make a Friend with a Credit Point

“Being overly perceptive is never a good thing, especially when your Star Train is isolated and helpless.”

After a moment of silence, the Dream Master spoke, which meant he was about to take action. Qiong had already prepared his lance, then grabbed the Robin and pulled her behind him, activating his shield in one swift motion.

“Master of Dreams, there is the Yellow Springs here. I advise you not to be ungrateful.”

Qiong spoke threateningly. The reason he was confident in meeting the Dream Master was because he had Huang Quan as a protective talisman. Huang Quan had previously cleaved the dream in two with a single strike, and he was going to see how many strikes the Dream Master could withstand without crying.

“I know what you’re thinking. I’ve already banished the Void Envoy from my dream. She can’t be your support.”

The Dream Master spoke to Qiong with disdain. Qiong was stunned for a moment. No wonder he didn't see Huang Quan here. He had clearly returned to the dream.

"It's not that I look down on you, but you think you can banish me to the underworld? It's more like the other way around."

Qiong retorted disdainfully to the Dream Master, and the two maintained their mocking expressions for a while before the Dream Master couldn't hold back any longer.

"That messenger left Mei Meng voluntarily to protect your safety, and I assured her that I would not kill you."

The Dream Master's expression gradually darkened. Although this was tantamount to giving Qiong and the others a protective charm, it didn't matter, because his original purpose was not to kill them.

"Hey, can we make up? Let's be friends."

Qiong changed her expression very quickly, took out two credits from her pocket and handed them to the Dream Master, but then thought about it and felt a little reluctant, so she took one back.

"you..."

Upon seeing this, the dream master almost cursed. He hadn't been this angry in a long time since he gained control of dreams. Could this situation be resolved with money? Even if it could be resolved with money, why take one back? Was he not worthy of two?

Sunday felt the same way. He had been tormented by Qiong in the same way before. He never expected that even a man as great as the Dream Master would be disgusted by Qiong. Sunday felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Firefly, take Qiong with you!"

Walter suddenly shouted, having already completed his charge. A black hole appeared in mid-air, manipulated by the cane in his hand.

"Firefly Type IV!"

Almost instantly, Firefly made a decision. Holding the transformation device, her body was encased in silver-white armor. She then grabbed Qiong's arm and hugged her tightly. The thrusters on her back emitted two fiery wings, and the two of them soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.