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The "you" here naturally refers to the stars and the sky.
Firefly's gaze fell gently yet firmly upon Star and Sky.
"I really didn't expect that."
Himeko, standing to the side, chuckled and shook her head, her tone tinged with surprise and emotion.
"The legendary Molten Knight, who was said to be a powerful figure, was actually a young girl like this."
Logically speaking, one should be extremely wary of Star Core Hunters, especially those associated with Kafka.
But the girl before me named Liuying...
Himeko's gaze fell on the affectionate and sincere look in Hotaru's eyes as she looked at Hoshino and Sora, and she even noticed that Hotaru revealed Eriol's confidential information to Sora without hesitation.
This child... well, in some ways, can be absolutely trusted.
Himeko was even worried that the firefly would come. She could sense that the girl's state was different from that of a typical dreamer, and she hoped that it wouldn't cause any danger.
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Volume 1: Chapter 604 Opportunity, Dream Reef
Chaolu Mansion.
Standing quietly by the window, gazing into the distance, Sunday's clear eyes still held a strong sense of numbness and disorientation, as if she had not yet fully recovered from the shock she had just experienced.
“This…he, them…”
Above the bustling city, the murky clouds gradually dissipated, the lights shone brightly, and the sun, moon, and stars dimmed.
Not long ago, a crimson river of light, stretching as far as the eye could see, flowed slowly across the heavens, overflowing the netherworld, reaching the sky above and crouching the mountains below.
Now, it's been patched up with wooden boards!
Even with his usual composure on Sunday, seeing that extraordinary scene on video caused him to lose his pride in his calmness and ability to think.
He was completely speechless.
I absolutely cannot understand it!
What a ridiculous dream!
After a long while, Sunday slowly withdrew his gaze and turned back to his desk.
The first thing to do is to urgently order all the dream architects in the family to immediately and fully commit to working overtime to repair the trauma from the dreams.
"call……"
Within the family network, a constant stream of business continued to be submitted through the system, and Sunday felt an overwhelming pressure, letting out a long sigh of relief.
The original intention was just to test those onlookers who were watching quietly from the shore without revealing any clues, but unexpectedly, it exposed such a crazy old woman!
It shouldn't exist at all; it's like a walking black hole!
And then there are those two divine beings in the Starry Sky...
The Pinocchio Dreamland was filled with immortals, as numerous as hemp!
"We must find a way to restrict her,"
On Sunday, he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself, or perhaps to someone else in the room.
"This envoy is a major variable for our plans."
He was met with a Dream Builder from the Hidden Night Thrush family, who had come to report on his work.
"indeed."
The deep, resonant voice of the bell contrasted sharply with the young and handsome face of the Dream Builder, whose voice echoed faintly above his head.
"However, from another perspective, this may also be an opportunity for us."
On Sunday, upon hearing this, he raised an eyebrow and looked at the young man who was squinting and deep in thought.
"what do you mean?"
The young man's eyes, gleaming with a harmonious light, met Sunday's gaze.
"During the Harmonious Music Festival, a void power capable of plunging even dreams has appeared in Pinocchio. The family should increase its vigilance and preparations, and be ready to activate the official Harmonious Music Strings at any time to deal with any unforeseen circumstances."
You mean...?
Having become the head of the Oak family, responsible for political management at a young age, Sunday's political acumen is naturally extremely sharp.
Although the other party did not say it explicitly, he pondered it for a moment and immediately understood the deeper meaning behind their words.
"I understand."
In a harmonious family, there is no one-man rule.
Even the dreamer has no right to decide all matters entirely based on their personal will.
On major matters, a vote by all senior family members is required.
The Harmony Ceremony, held only once every Amber Era, is undoubtedly a grand event for the family to promote the concept of harmony, and its scale and procedures have long been established as a standard.
Even Sunday and the dream master cannot easily elevate their status without reason.
However, if there is a powerful external threat, such as this sudden, illusory threat, then there is a legitimate reason to raise the standards of the Harmonious Music Ceremony and the Harmonious Music Strings, and the family's higher-ups will not find it unusual.
The larger the scale of the harmonious stringed instruments, the greater the chance of the plan succeeding!
"I will start making arrangements immediately."
I promptly agreed on Sunday.
"Ah."
The young man, his eyes shining with a sense of harmony, nodded: "We need to speed up the project; there's no room for error now."
"What about that messenger..."
"I have personally gone to handle it."
"Will she win? She's special."
"We can win!"
The deep, steady voice answered, its tone so certain as to be proclaiming a universal truth, leaving no room for doubt.
"That's good."
Sunday nodded.
The harmonious melody echoing above the young dream architect's head gradually faded away, and Sunday lowered his head again, preparing to continue dealing with the mountain of official duties.
This incident has generated tremendous buzz!
The family will likely need to expend considerable effort to mitigate the aftermath.
In addition to the matter of raising the standards of the Harmonious Music Ceremony, he had countless tasks to handle.
However, at one point, Zhou Xing's actions of reviewing documents suddenly stopped, and he slowly raised his head.
Boom!
Just then, a thunderclap rang out, and the blinding lightning instantly illuminated the study, clearly revealing a dark figure that had silently appeared behind him at some unknown time.
"A maze of corridors and halls, traps and mechanisms everywhere..."
A deep, dejected male voice sounded from behind.
"Aren't you being a little too suspicious?"
On Sunday, he slowly turned around and looked at the unkempt sheriff.
"I have no interest in arguing with you, you mysterious henchman!"
One uncontrollable event after another had already put Sunday on edge, and the appearance of this old dog in front of him directly ignited his long-suppressed anger.
This allowed him to skip all the necessary probing and maneuvering.
"Hahahaha!"
Faced with Sunday's blunt accusation, Gallagher made no attempt to defend himself and instead burst into laughter.
Listen carefully!
On Sunday, his fists clenched, his eyes devoid of their usual calm and strategic composure, replaced only by a raging fire of anger.
"I don't care how you did those things! I only care about one thing now, I just need the answer to one question—"
"—You bastard! You damned stray dog! Why did you hit her!?"
Despite having gathered information through the family's intelligence network, the astute Sunday had already guessed the secret of his death.
But he couldn't be sure, much less certain, of his sister Robin's true condition at that moment.
What if... what if it really is...
Oh shit!
If my sister is gone, what's the point of building any beautiful dreams?!
It's fucking amazing, and the whole Pinocchio is going crazy!
"Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective—people can't see the sand in their own eyes; they only know that the sand is there."
Gallagher sat down on the sofa and began fiddling with a delicate lighter.
"Want the answer? Go see for yourself."
Click!
Just as Gallagher closed the lighter, a shadow roared and a ferocious beast suddenly appeared.
"Where Does Death Lead?" roared out from the dense darkness, its incredibly sharp wing blades carrying a chilling light of death, instantly piercing Sunday's chest.
……
The air was thick with the scent of memories, but the splendor and grandeur that the dream world should have been was nowhere to be found.
The whole world seemed to be dominated by heavy shades of gray, black, and dark blue, creating a suffocating atmosphere of oppression.
Looking into the distance, magnificent skyscrapers have been replaced by simple, low-rise buildings. This place is like a corner that has been completely forgotten by the dream of prosperity, revealing dust and decay everywhere.
"Is this the place of exile where the family hides their existence through death?"
The little duckling observes this place, which is completely different from the twelve o'clock time.
"Tsk, this so-called primordial dreamland looks a lot like Yharnam Town." Xing put one hand on her hip.
"Yanan Town? What kind of place is that?"
March 7th tilted her head curiously and asked
"A wonderful place with simple and honest folks and warm hospitality."
Qiong explained with a serious expression.
"is it?"
On March 7th, disbelief was written all over his face. He then put his hands on his hips and changed the subject, expressing his feelings.
"Wow~ I didn't expect to get in so easily. Having a super hacker in the team is so convenient!"
"It's all thanks to the gold dust and the dome."
Haitu waved her hand modestly, but the smug smile on her lips betrayed her.
She clearly enjoyed the feeling of being the team's key player and relied upon by everyone.
When Qiong threw Sand Gold out earlier, she secretly slipped the positioning device distributed by Haitu into Sand Gold's pocket beforehand, recording the coordinate changes during his entry into the primordial dream.
Based on these real-time feedback coordinates, Haitu then used EtherEdit to perform reverse hacking, ultimately pinpointing the coordinates of the original dream.
The coordinates are entered into a pre-written program, distributed to everyone in reality, and then updated by connecting with the Dream Pool.
In this way, everyone can directly enter this primordial dream realm through the Dream Pool.
Everyone at the location had a share, including Firefly, Yomi, and Kiana.
"Ha ha……"
March 7th twitched at the corner of his mouth in response to Haitu's modest remark.