Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

“Excuse me for asking, sir, this is your seventh drink, but you only take a sip of each one. Is there something you don’t like?” Triss asked from behind the bar.

"Ah, no, that's not true." Potio looked up.

"These sweet drinks taste pretty good, ordering so many is just a habit."

"Don't worry, sis, you'll find out why soon enough."

"I'm going out to do some work. Please keep these for me. I'm off."

Portio left the bar and walked out silently.

After receiving a distress message from Ranpo, Potio successfully checked into a Platinum Room using the identity of the anonymous guest Pam and has been investigating the dream world ever since.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

Is there really something strange going on in this place?

He had only walked a few steps when he heard some little cuties arguing.

"Don't you guys have any aesthetic sense at all?"

"This place is empty and completely useless. But if we put up the [Sleeping Banana] statue and turn it into a plaza, it can be transformed into a symbol of Dream Reef!"

"That way...we can get ahead of the family!" the man roared with unwavering confidence.

The residents looked at each other, and then a woman stepped forward.

Gently dissuade:

"Look, your horse is flying in the sky."

"..."

Chapter 1068 If the situation gets out of control, I will call for help.

"Building a statue makes you think you're ahead of the family? Why don't you put your mother here?!"

The woman frowned and said:

"This is a public place. If you want to act crazy, go somewhere else, okay?"

“Exactly, exactly.” Other residents of Liumeng Reef echoed:

"Your word alone doesn't count. You're just talking about taking over this land... I doubt anyone would accept that."

"My word doesn't count? Why doesn't it? By what right does it not count?" The man looked around at everyone present.

"Didn't you say that Liumeng Reef is a place of freedom? I'm just thinking about this last paradise, aren't I?"

"Besides, Mikay hasn't said anything, so who gives you the right to keep babbling on..."

Potio slowly walked up to the group:

"Hey guys, can you guys just shut up for a second?"

"I have a question for you. Has anything strange happened at this so-called Dream Reef lately?"

"?" The man was immediately annoyed when he saw Portio blocking his way. "Who are you! Can't you see I'm talking?!"

“I saw it, but you’re just spouting nonsense.” Portio twirled the revolver in his hand. “They already said it’s a public place, what right do you have to build your precious statue there?”

"Those who know what's good for them should leave quickly and not interfere with my performance."

"otherwise……"

Potio slowly loaded bullets into his revolver.

"..." The man narrowed his eyes and said sharply:

"What the hell? Do you think I'm easily scared?"

"Oh, I see. You're the one they hired to stand up for them, right?"

"Ha, as if I don't know how to greet people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people rushed out from behind the man and surrounded Potio and the residents.

"?"

Potio counted the number of people on the other side; there were actually more than twenty.

"What's going on? So many people want to build statues in this lousy place?"

“My goodness, could there be something wrong with this land… that’s quite a coincidence.”

Potio thought quickly, drew his gun, and pointed it at the thugs. "You won't die if you hit someone in a dream, right? Then you all get your hands on me..."

"Stop, sir. I apologize on their behalf."

Just as Potio was about to fire, a figure slowly walked through the crowd and came to Potio's side.

It was none other than Mika, the current head of Liumeng Reef.

"Please put the gun away. These are people who have died once. They probably can't handle this kind of stimulation."

"Ha, and who are you?" Portio pointed his gun at Mikey. "What kind of show is going on here?"

"Never mind, there are plenty of complicated things in this world. Anyway, there's something wrong with this land, right?"

Potio raised his hand, pointing the gun barrel at the sky.

"Everything will be simple once the shot is fired. It's not too late to figure things out then, he's a banana..."

"?"

Upon hearing his own pronunciation, Potio was taken aback at first, then looked around curiously. "Wait a minute, what did I just say?"

"He's a banana? How did my 'he's a banana' start with him being a banana?"

He stared wide-eyed at Mikael and the man who wanted to build the statue:

"Banana... huh? I'll give you a banana, baby! What's this banana?!"

Before Potio could even figure out what was going on, the man looked at Mikey and said, "Mikey, don't you usually not get involved in these things?"

"I just wanted to put in some decorations that everyone likes, I didn't offend anyone."

Mikael shook his head, ignoring Potio, and looked solemnly at the man.

"First of all, I find it hard to believe that people genuinely like those monkeys."

"Secondly, I just happened to be passing by and saw my friend come over to say hello."

"Friend?" The man was stunned.

“Yes.” Mika nodded, his eyes fixed on the man.

"To be honest, I can't remember your name. I've met too many people over the years, especially before the Harmonious Music Ceremony... Too many people were thrown into the Dream Reef like garbage."

“But I still remember your eyes. ‘How wonderful it is that everyone can dream here.’ That’s what you said when we first arrived here.”

"Your eyes shone with a rare brilliance."

"...Don't forget your original aspirations."

"..." The man frowned, then gave a faint smile.

"Ugh, don't talk about these things in public. You should really change your habit of being a know-it-all."

There's a reason why something is popular; you'll understand it sooner or later.

"But today... I'll give you face, no problem."

The man turned around and ordered the thugs around him, "Just you wait, we're leaving."

"Hey, wait! What the hell! Where are you going?!" Portio drew his gun again, but was stopped by Mikael.

"Let them be for now. At least they have no hostility toward you personally."

"Huh? You know me?"

“Hmm.” Micah nodded slightly and pressed down on Potio’s gun barrel.

"A sea patrolman, right? To be honest... this is actually also considered the area of ​​the nameless ones."

"Oh, you should have said so earlier."

Upon hearing the words "Nameless Guest," Potio calmly put away his pistol.

“I was the one Yan Huan sent back to Pinocchio. Since we’re all on the same side, things will be easier.”

"But it's certainly an eye-opener. The atmosphere here is quite peculiar, with statues of monkeys being erected."

Mikael replied helplessly to Potio's teasing:

"It's just a trend among young people. To me... it would be much more unusual for a sea patrolman to come to Liumeng Reef."

Are you a friend of the nameless guests?

"Yes, we're best buddies."

Potio smiled slightly.

"I was just lending a hand to someone, but now my mouth is making a strange noise."

"You banana guy, do you know anything about this? Tell me what's going on with that monkey."

"Monkey... sigh."

Mikael frowned slightly.

"Although not much time has passed, those people came just as suddenly as you did."

"They call themselves Banana Helpers, and they look like the Dream Theatre Troupe, but they're as weird as they come."

"I came here just to promote an image or culture called [Sleeping Banana Monkey], just like everything that has ever been popular."

"Uh, don't misunderstand." Mika said with a serious expression.

"I have no problem with the sleeping banana monkey; it's certainly popular with young people."

"If there's any real trouble, it's its fanatical fans."

"You saw those people just now too. They quickly became obsessed with the little monkey and even spontaneously organized... [Sleeping Banana Society]? That should be the name."