Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Yan Huan: "..."

March 7th: "What are you doing? Stop embarrassing yourself and get out of here!!"

Yan Huan: "No... this trick really worked last time, didn't you see he just stretched out his hand?!"

The member of the hound family quickly waved his hand, righteously distancing himself from Yan Huan:

"No, I didn't! I was just trying to reject you... no, I meant to slap you! Yes, slap you!"

I wanted to wake you up!

"Your tricks are utterly useless; they can't corrupt the loyalty of the Hound family members!"

"Take your filthy credits back now, and stop testing me!"

"..." Seeing how resolute this guy was, Yan Huan had no choice but to reluctantly take the money back.

"Friend, must we make things difficult for each other?"

"Come on, it's clearly you who are making things difficult for me!" the hound-man immediately declared righteously.

"No matter what, you are not allowed to advance even one step forward today, not even if [Infinite Commander] comes!"

"What about the antimatter legion?"

"Antimatter Legion?" the man said disdainfully.

"Are you kidding me? How could there be such a monster in a dream...?"

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly noticed a cold gaze coming from behind him.

"...?"

The man slowly turned around and gazed deeply into the eyes of a phantom soldier.

"..."

Not only him, but the other members of the hound family also saw this dummy soldier who had inexplicably appeared.

"Holy crap, it really is a phantom army. How could the antimatter legion possibly enter the dream world?"

"Damn it, hurry up! If the tourists see us, we're doomed!"

"Dream Theatre Troupe, get on stage!"

Seeing that the members of the Hound family were fighting the antimatter legion, the three members of the train crew quickly went inside.

"Mr. Yan, where did those spurious soldiers come from?" March 7th asked.

"I sculpted it. You can just sculpt whatever you want in a dream, right?" Yan said matter-of-factly.

In this beautiful dream, anyone has the ability to create characters.

Some people love someone they can't have, so they choose to create a dream about a person of the opposite sex they've been pursuing in vain, to comfort their fragile hearts.

These are just characters created by ordinary people, and they generally don't have much combat power.

"Help! That kick... I feel like my intestines are going to fall out!"

The hound family members behind were shocked.

"Holy crap, it really is the Feint Trampler?!"

"He's about to draw his bow! Retreat! Retreat!!"

Looking at the chaos behind him, March 7th said disdainfully:

"How can it be sculpted so realistically?"

"This proves that I have a lot of artistic talent," Yan Huan said with a smug smile.

While they were chatting, the three of them finally arrived in front of Gallagher.

Gallagher also witnessed the chaos caused by the trampling of the illusory soldiers.

"Hmm...? Why would something like this appear in a dream?"

"You are... the Star Train?"

Seeing the three approaching, Gallagher asked curiously:

"Seeing that the pawn didn't run away, it seems it came specifically to find me."

"Mr. Yan Huan, Miss March 7th, and Miss Himeko, right?"

Seeing Galah calling out names one by one, Himeko asked in confusion:

"Does Mr. Gallagher still remember our names?"

"I know, of course I know?" Gallagher crossed his arms.

"You are the distinguished guests of the famous Starry Sky Train, [The Clockmaker]."

"You...you must be here to investigate that silver-haired child and Miss Robin, right? There are hounds at the hotel reception, I knew you'd come, sigh..."

Himeko nodded slightly:

“That is indeed the reason we came to visit Mr. Gallagher. We hope to find out the truth... This is also for the safety of our guests.”

Chapter 680 You Have a Story Too?

"The nameless guest has also gotten involved with the family... What a cruel twist of fate." Gallagher seemed somewhat disappointed.

"What happened to the family?" March 7 asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it," Gallagher said calmly.

“At Pinocone, everyone loves family.”

"Even the most resistant person to a beautiful dream will become reluctant to give it up when the time comes."

"Who would want to leave their warm nest? Only fools, children... and drunkards with muddled minds."

"Oh?" Himeko noticed something amiss and asked:

"...Mr. Gallagher seems to be implying something?"

"Hehe, you misunderstood, I didn't."

"You want to talk about the case?"

"Okay, come with me. This place isn't suitable for talking, let's move to another spot."

……

the other side.

The city center during prime time.

Walter and Huang Quan stood side by side in the underground shopping street, gazing at the neon lights before them, while pedestrians strolled amidst the vibrant colors.

“Even after such a horrific tragedy, this beautiful dream continues to operate smoothly,” Walter remarked.

"Apart from the [Harmony] family, it's hard to imagine any other force in the universe that could maintain such a massive structure."

Huang Quan added:

"The family itself is a huge and perfect building, like... a living statue."

“Each family member sees themselves as a piece of the divine body, and under His command, faithfully performs their duties, dedicates themselves, and gives back to the group, all around the one core and the common ideal.”

Walter's gaze remained indifferent:

"A very interesting metaphor, perhaps this is the reason why Pinocchio's 'dream' has endured."

Huang Quan spoke again:

"But the human body has its time, and so does the physical body."

Walter looked towards the Yellow Springs:

"This doesn't sound like a comment from a [Sea Patrol Knight]."

Huang Quan continued:

"Just pointing out the facts, Mr. Walter certainly understands the nuances better than I do."

Walter's eyes remained completely unmoved:

"Miss Huangquan, what makes you say that?"

Huang Quan looked at the passersby and couldn't help but sigh:

"The dream is crumbling, but not because of any star god, any faction, or any particular visitor."

"Its collapse stemmed from a certain inevitability of human nature, which the family was unwilling to admit, but which inadvertently became a catalyst."

"When people allow their minds to indulge in dreams that require no cost, cause no pain, and offer only comfort and pleasure..."

"They will get closer and closer to [necrosis]."

"Whether or not one believes they are living in some kind of bliss, death is an inevitable end."

"Furthermore, this necrosis will spread and proliferate, and the mutation of one piece of the puzzle will eventually cause the entire building to shake, break, and collapse."

Walter nodded slightly and added:

"In the end, the beautiful dream that people build for freedom will turn into a cage that imprisons themselves."

"Miss Huang Quan must have gained a lot from this trip. Would you be willing to share it with me?"

"Yes, of course," Huang Quan said calmly.

"That is, if I still remember."

Walter: "..."

As he said this, Huang Quan's hand lightly rested on the hilt of the sword, but then quickly fell back down, disappearing in an instant.

"?" Walter also noticed this subtle movement.

"Don't worry about it," Huang Quan said calmly.

"It's just a habit."