Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"[I forgot to mention, this last play is the only one that was already written long ago.]"

The puppets continued to praise:

"Let our past kings tell you their stories."

"Now, it's time to begin the final ceremony."

The puppet playing the role of the [King] loudly recited:

"I am slowly falling towards the future from an infinitely extending spiral staircase."

"There is no need to remember me forever, or try to find me."

"The outline in my mind will inevitably intersect with other experiences."

The next moment, the king commanded the puppets to pounce on the three people on the train.

"You really don't mind the trouble."

Yan Huan quickly threw grenades, blowing the oncoming puppets away one by one.

Looking at the flying puppet limbs, March 7th cursed, his face blackened by the explosion:

"What era is this pull-string grenade from? The weapons you're using are getting more and more primitive!"

"This is a remembrance."

Because the dolls were too close, the grenade exploded nearby.

Yan Huan, Ji Zi, and San Yueqi's faces were also blackened by the aftershocks of the explosion.

The grenade throwing lasted for a considerable period of time.

Seeing his puppet army annihilated, the puppet playing the role of the [King] bowed to the three of them.

"I left an imperceptible trace as I walked through a quiet night."

"There is no need to remember me forever, or to yearn for the spirit of a dream."

What belongs to me will inevitably decline, and you will overcome its weakness.

After the words were spoken, the [King] puppet turned into specks of light and disappeared on the spot.

Himeko gazed at the path that appeared ahead and pondered:

"This is the final scene, and it's much easier to understand than the previous stories."

"He wants to drive out [the Harmony] and establish an empire of [order]."

"let's go."

"After the stage play ends... it's time for the highlight of the comedy gala."

Yan Huan remained completely unmoved by the performance of these three acts.

It's just a long history.

In fact, these details were already subtly revealed in the "Clockwork Boys" animated series.

Even with all this, Yan Huan still couldn't believe that Sunday could truly create a happy world.

Putting aside the question of whether the ideas are right or wrong, such a significant matter ultimately requires a realistic approach, rather than indulging in wishful thinking or fantasies.

Let's start with the most basic point.

If Nanook's Extinction Lords have their eyes on Pinocchio, will they be able to hold out on Sunday?

Is this dreamland truly indestructible?

"Let me test the hardness of this tortoise shell before the tragedy happens."

Following Himeko's footsteps, the two stepped into the picture frame together, and the scene before them changed once again.

A few seconds later, the group returned to the theater.

At this moment, earth and stones are flying everywhere, and a red carpet slowly falls from the sky, forming a road that leads to the large stage in the center.

The grand hymn of harmony grew louder and louder, signifying that Sunday was fully prepared for this period.

The stage play not only serves to let Yan Huan and others watch the show, but also to give Sunday a break.

On Sunday, he stood with his hands behind his back, waiting early in the morning.

"[He gave meaning to all people in the world, and created all things in heaven and earth.]"

"[He has ceased all the work of creation.]"

"[Then, all beings cried out to the Great One again: You define order for all people, yet you make us realize that we are nothing but your puppets!]"

"[Therefore on that day, all the people were united in one mind and cast God into the pit of destruction.]"

On March 7th, gazing at the pure white feathers fluttering before him, he sighed:

"The Grand Theatre has completely changed... Is this the power of [order]?"

"I had a feeling from the moment I arrived that something extraordinary was hidden here."

Himeko's gaze was solemn:

"Gentlemen, get ready, we may be facing a fierce battle."

"Let me do it."

Yan Huan patted Ji Zi and San Yueqi on the shoulder and walked through them.

"The stands are empty; it's a shame no one's sitting there."

……

At that moment, someone sat down in the audience.

"How did you end up here...?" March 7th looked completely bewildered.

She could clearly see Jing Yuan sitting there, with a plate of KFC on his lap.

"Miss March, it's been a long time." Jing Yuan raised his hand in greeting, then took out a plate of Original Recipe Chicken from the bag and handed it to her.

"Come and have a taste, it's Crazy Thursday today, there are some discounts available."

March 7th took the chicken nuggets, but instead of eating them right away, he sat down next to Jingyuan.

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

"Actually, it's not difficult to answer." Jing Yuan smiled.

"Just a few days ago, I received a package."

"It's a drink called [Dream Sleep Aid Drink], which even has the dream beacon of the Asdna system on it."

"The Asdna Galaxy?" March 7th looked somewhat bewildered. She glanced down at Yan, who was walking towards the stage, then looked at Jing Yuan:

"After you drank the dream-entering beverage, you should have been randomly transported to any dream in the entire galaxy. How did you end up here by chance?"

"Hehe...yes."

"But what if I told you that, currently, the Asdna system... only has one dream?"

"Ah, wait a minute, they're here."

"?"

On March 7th, amidst the confusion, white light began to appear in the audience seats of the entire grand theater.

Then, one by one, the Cloud Riders appeared and sat down in an orderly fashion.

Soon, the entire theater was filled with seats.

Apart from the area around Jingyuan on March 7th.

"Huh? Why are so many Cloud Riders here too?" March 7th was even more puzzled.

"You've come to join the war?"

"Yes and no."

Jing Yuan said with distress:

“Just a few days ago, I was worried about how to train these new brothers.”

"As you know, although Luofu suffered many losses thanks to the train, many Cloud Riders still sacrificed their lives."

"As luck would have it, Mr. Yan Huan sent me an invitation."

Jingyuan leaned back in his chair, took a French fry, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing:

"Fighting in such a realistic dream world really saves a lot of military spending."

At this moment, Himeko, sitting on the other side of Jingyuan, couldn't help but become curious:

"So, General, you've come here to settle things for Pinocchio?"

"Settle things? That... doesn't count."

On March 7th, his eyes shone brightly:

"So, it's all about helping us deal with Sundays, right?"

“Sunday? Oh, I remember now.” Jing Yuan looked at the Tianhuan Clan man in the center of the stage below and smiled slightly.

"He must be the head of the Oak family."

"As expected of such a famous person, he is indeed very handsome."

"With him fighting alongside Yunqi, I can rest assured."

A question mark slowly appeared above March 7th's head: "Fighting side by side? What does that mean?"

Chapter 757 Are you awake?

Center stage of the theater.

On Sunday, he stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority as he turned away from Yan Huan.

"[This was the seventh day.]"