Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"I imagine you would be willing to spread this most equitable love... to every corner of the universe."

"—In the name of the original doctor."

"This is the final teaching; I will make you fully understand his philosophy."

"And a star will thus... pitifully go out."

Potio's gaze became unfocused again, as if he were bewitched, and he slowly reached out his hand to Susuke, "No problem, teacher..."

"Come on, repeat after me," Zhu Jiao said with a smile.

"In the name of the original doctor."

"With...with..." Potio closed his eyes, his back hunched, as if asleep, murmuring weakly, "with the glory of the Great Emperor..."

"?"

Help the banana frown.

"It's in the name of the original doctor, child, you've misread it."

"Come on, let me read it with you again."

"In the name of the original doctor."

Potio, still dazed, murmured, "In...in the name of the Emperor..."

"What emperor? There's no emperor here."

Zhu Jiao couldn't help but look around.

The only one here is March 7th, who has now jumped onto a telephone pole and is indiscriminately shooting at the monkeys with a bow and arrow.

And below are a bunch of crazy little monkeys.

There was nothing else.

"wrong……?"

Potio suddenly awoke, his voice, which had been youthful, turning rough again, and he said viciously:

"Oh, so you're trying to brainwash me?!"

"I remember now, my precious monkey, you're amazing, I'll love you to death with one shot!"

"What? You...!" Zhu Jiao retreated in terror, but her steps were no match for the bullet.

'Bang--!!'

"There's only one thing in this world that you don't need to learn, and that's shooting at bad guys!"

The bullet pierced through the glass of the television in the banana plant.

Portio pulled the trigger again, mercilessly finishing off the enemy.

'Bang bang bang bang—!!' The bullets spun rapidly, severing Zhujiao's elbow, followed by his calf, arm...

"Since you've modified my synesthetic beacon, little darling, here's another secret for you."

"I want to love you to death with one shot! This sentence has never been altered; I truly believe it!"

After a round of shooting, the bodies of the Banana Dream Troupe were completely mangled and incapacitated, reduced to piles of scrap metal.

"That's another good thing about dying. No matter what your reasons or beliefs are, I don't need to waste my time listening to them."

"Oh?"

"Has this guy been smashed to pieces?" Yan Huan, wearing a yellow jacket, stood to the side, hands in his pockets, bent down, and carefully examined Zhu Jiao's corpse.

"Um……"

He stroked his chin, made a regretful sound, and looked at Potio.

"This is still not the real thing. But you should have shot it the moment you saw it, why did you stupidly touch it?"

"Hey, I have to experience it myself to figure out what this banana helper is up to."

Potio holstered his pistol and smiled faintly at the man in the dragon robe beside him:

"The patrolling knights never kill innocent people indiscriminately; that's a fundamental principle."

"Well, you really do have principles." Yan Huan glanced at March 7th, who was frantically shooting arrows at the little monkeys in the back to vent his anger.

"Look at her, she doesn't care about any of this. You won't die if you hit someone in a dream."

“My sister is an anonymous guest, but I’m not.” Potio put one hand on his hip.

“As a guest, this is my ally’s territory, I won’t be so rude.”

"How's it going on your end? It must be going very smoothly."

"Yeah, they're all dead."

"?"

"What did you say?"

"I said they're all dead."

Yan Huan patted her yellow jacket.

“The meme virus in Twelve Dreams spreads too quickly; just saying the four words ‘Sleeping Banana Monkey’ can cause infection.”

"Even if strict laws are enacted, as long as the image of the little monkey remains in their minds, they will still slowly mutate."

Yan Huan shrugged:

"So, after I wiped their memories clean, I kicked those dream chasers out of the dream world."

"Now, only the five major families in the Twelve Dreams are left to do the cleanup work."

“I think these monkeys didn’t originate in the Twelve Dreams, since that place has now been cleared out.”

Not far away, March 7th quickly arrived after killing the Sleeping Banana Monkey at the Sleeping Banana Society's stronghold.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Potio was in good condition.

"You scared me to death, I almost came to you just now."

"If he really mutates, shooting him won't do any good," Yan Huan warned.

"Do you think that if you kill these people who have turned into little monkeys, they will return to the hotel in reality?"

"Is not it?"

March 7th, look up.

"In the dream, the dreamer will be startled awake just before being killed, and then wake up directly in a hotel in reality."

"In the previous twelve dream realms, if you were quickly killed before waking up, you would be teleported to Dream Reef."

"I'm fighting them at Dream Reef right now, so of course I'm teleporting back to the hotel. Could it be... Holy crap!" March 7th realized a possibility and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Could they really be dead? After all, order is gone!"

“How could that be?” Yan Huan interrupted March 7’s daydreaming.

"What I mean is that these people who have become little monkeys did not return to the real hotel after their dream death. Instead, just like they were transported to Dream Reef before, they were transported to another dream."

"Now, we need to find that place and kick those troublemakers out."

"I understand." March 7th nodded and glanced at Yan Huan's side.

"So where is Danheng? Why didn't he come with you?"

Chapter 1094 Are these dragon fruits legitimate?

……

"Hey, are you even capable?!"

Chaolu Mansion.

The meeting room has been turned into a doghouse.

Dan Heng carried various drinks, quickly stepped over the trash, and brought them to the conference table.

"Feel sorry."

"The beverage making machine broke down, which caused some delays."

"Then why don't you do it yourself? What's the point of waiting for a machine? Can a person wait for a machine forever?!"

The chubby guy from the alfalfa family sat in his office chair, crossed his legs, and took a drink from Danheng's tray as a matter of course.

"Honestly, if you can't even handle such a small thing, what are you going to do after graduation?"

The woman with long legs stood up, frowned at Dan Heng, and asked, "Wait, where's my cake?"

"I said I wanted a cake ten minutes ago, but you still haven't brought it."

"I can't bake cakes," Danheng glanced at her and replied casually.

"Why don't you go out and buy it?"

"I can't buy it."

"I can't find anywhere to buy it."

Now, apart from the staff of the five major families, everyone else is either in prison or has been expelled from the dream world. Who will make the cake?

"You!" The long-legged man pointed angrily at Dan Heng and sat down with a look of disappointment.

"Honestly, you've ruined everything!"

"Which college are you from?"

“Harmony Academy,” Dan Heng replied calmly.

"Oh, you want to be a big star, huh?" The long-legged man looked at Dan Heng and smiled contemptuously.

Do you know what a great opportunity you've got right now?

"There are so many students at Origami University, yet you were brought here to meet us, the higher-ups. This is your opportunity!"