Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"humor!"

"It seems our learned friend has prepared his lesson well."

Doctor Truth turned to look at Sand Gold, his arms clasped together:

"This is my job. Otherwise, how can a gambler reclaim Pinocchio for the company?"

The gold dust smiled faintly:

"Don't worry, Professor, I have plenty of ways."

"The family is afraid that the company will cause trouble, so they are always at odds with each other... It's possible that Pinocchio was a conspiracy by [Tong Xie] from the beginning."

"If you ask me, that invitation was just a self-directed ruse; perhaps they wanted to do something outrageous at the Music Festival..."

"...Or perhaps the inviter was someone else, but they tacitly agreed, intending to turn the tables and set up an even bigger scheme..."

"Heh~ It doesn't matter. Family or [the watchmaker's legacy], as long as they can be used by me."

Dr. Truth said helplessly:

"Get to the point, what's the solution?"

Sand Gold smiled calmly:

"There's no need to be so clear now—it's not the time to reveal our hand yet."

Doctor Truth looked at the gold dust again.

"Damn gambler, cooperation is based on mutual trust—isn't that part of the Tsiganian preschool education?"

Sand Gold nodded and asked in return:

"Do you trust me?"

Doctor Truth's gaze sharpened:

"It depends on your attitude."

Sand Jin smiled lightly and said:

"So you don't trust me either, is that all?"

"Also, I'm illiterate, and my parents never taught me this—it's a shame they passed away before they could teach me."

"..."

Dr. Truth shook his head slightly:

"...I meant no offense."

Gold dust continues to smile:

"Don't worry."

"But they taught me that [friends are the weapons of the Evgeny] – with [Harmony] watching us like a hawk, the more [friends] the better."

"For example, Mr. Yan Huan, who has a star core hidden inside his body~"

Chapter 610 This hotel is full of strange things!

"Let me think about it."

Sand Gold turned his back and muttered:

"The Flowing Light Memory Court and the Starry Sky Train have already made contact, and the Annihilation Gang... is probably out of the running."

"It's still uncertain whether the Pure Knights will keep their appointment, and as for the guys at the [tavern]..."

"Oh...speaking of which."

The gold dust's gaze turned serious:

"I just met a woman who claimed to be a sea patrol knight. I feel like something's off about her. Could you go and find out more about her?"

"Ok?"

Seeing that there was no response from Dr. Truth behind him, Sand Gold turned around to look:

"What about people?"

At this moment, he was the only one left in the room.

Realizing that Dr. Truth had already left, Sand Gold couldn't help but laugh at himself:

"Ha...you can't possibly hate me that much, can you?"

"It seems I still have to rely on myself."

……

the other side.

In a dream.

Yan Huan continued to explore the border of Dream Building and finally obtained a set of dream coordinates from Dan Heng, arriving at a familiar place.

It was the same hotel room where he had seen Huang Quan on the train.

"Is this the hotel from my dream?"

Yan Huan crawled into the hotel from the outer edge of the void and was immediately shocked.

Monsters... monsters everywhere!

This hotel doesn't look like a place where many people come for vacation at all.

He didn't see himself as a savior, nor did he want to do hard work for the family, so he found a guest room and tried to sneak in to avoid it.

However, when they tried to open it, they found that the guest room door could not be opened.

"?"

Immediately, he used Feather Dust to forcibly disrupt the dream and opened the door.

The first thing I did after entering the room was to send a message to Danheng.

[Yan Huan: Are your coordinates correct? This hotel is completely deserted, full of monsters. What kind of spawn point is this?]

[Danheng: The coordinates are correct, as for the monsters... I have no idea.]

[Danheng: The hotel in your dream claims to be under renovation, and the monster you just encountered outside might be the reason for that renovation. But normal people can't leave their rooms because they can't open the doors, so they can't see what's outside.]

[Danheng: Let's pretend we don't know about those monsters for now. I'll go discuss it with Mr. Walter.]

[Yan Huan: Then what should I do?]

[Danheng: I recommend you investigate Golden Hour first. Look around the guest rooms; someone should be there to meet you.]

[Yan Huan: Do I need a dream passport? I don't have one yet!]

[Danheng: We probably don't need to...]

"..."

Yan Huan silently began exploring the guest room.

The surroundings were filled with blue-purple dream bubbles and some floating furniture, as if it were an unfinished game full of bugs.

Yan Huan put her hands behind her back and began to pace around.

Pinocone is currently shrouded in mystery, and the fact that some lunatic insisted on sending himself there must mean he wanted to experience something.

So what's in dreams?

Yan Huan went to the small table and picked up a letter.

The letter looked unremarkable, but Yan Huan's intuition led her to open it anyway.

The letter is titled "[The Watchmaker's] Advice".

'Impossible things can happen even in dreams.'

'Find it, and you will be able to have an audience.'

"An audience?" Yan Huan stared at the two words on the letter and pondered:

"Whom do I need to see? So it really is the Star God who has come to see me?"

"Um... sir, what are you saying?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Yan Huan.

"?"

He turned around and found that the sound was coming from a painting.

"Um...over here! Can you see me? Over here!"

This is a painting that looks somewhat abstract. The image appears to be many different hands tearing at the central gap.

A faint light emanated from the crack, and the sound from before came from inside.

Ignoring the strange words, Yan Huan silently pondered the contents of the envelope.

Impossible things in dreams?

The answer to this question is still too broad at present.

Yan Huan looked at the painting; from his perspective, it seemed to be a spatial rift.

"They actually put the portal here?"

"It's so boring."

He immediately passed through the painting and arrived in a void.

A simple corridor was built in this void, and the surrounding memory matter was swept away on both sides.

A boy with short, light blue hair bowed to Yan Huan:

"Ah, you're here! Great!"

"...?"