Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Still living here? Are you waiting for that white-haired demon to come and rip my kidneys out?!"

"My mother was killed by the bountiful creatures, and I'll follow the [hunting] for the rest of my life!"

The hotel was thrown into complete chaos...

Chapter 776 is finished.

The corridor was bustling with people.

Guests crowded the hallways, jostling to get on the elevator downstairs.

Inside the hotel lobby.

The lobby manager, Dennis, was completely dumbfounded when he received the news.

"what?"

"So many guests are checking out? Why...?"

As someone who remained in reality, Dennis had no idea what happened in the dream.

The same applies to other personnel.

All they knew was that the dream world had suddenly lost contact, but the other family leaders said it was just simple maintenance and repairs and would be resolved soon.

During this time, I was completely unable to contact the people in my dreams in reality.

"Well... we'd better inform Mr. Sunday as soon as possible!"

As the head of the Oak family, he should be the one to take charge of the situation when such chaos occurs.

Dennis immediately dialed the contact number for Sunday.

"Beep beep..."

Fortunately, the call was answered this time.

Dennis was overjoyed to have made contact with Sunday:

"Mr. Sunday, something terrible has happened!"

"Many guests were clamoring to check out, saying they had seen a lot of monsters in their dreams!"

"..." came the voice from the other end of the phone:

"Then let them cancel their reservation. I need to cancel mine too."

"By the way, where can I apply for compensation for emotional distress?"

Upon hearing this answer, Dennis was taken aback at first, but then he noticed something amiss.

Is this what Mr. Sunday's voice sounds like?

“No, you’re not Mr. Sunday, who are you?” Dennis immediately became alert.

……

At this moment, inside a house on a real Sunday.

The facilities inside are far more luxurious than those in the Platinum Room.

On the sofa in the room, Yan Huan hung up the phone call from Dennis and silently looked at the Dream Pool in the corner.

On Sunday, he was lying in the Dream Pool when a hand roughly grabbed his collar and pulled him up.

"Hey, wake up! The sun's shining on your butt!"

Sand Gold was smug at the moment and brought up Sunday without any qualms.

"hiss……"

Feeling the force of the gold dust, Sunday also opened his sleepy eyes.

He suffered a severe trauma in his dream and is still somewhat delirious.

"Looks like he's still half asleep."

Seeing Sunday's dazed state, Sand Gold was somewhat dissatisfied.

"As the head of the Oak family, isn't it a bit too impolite of him not even to greet his guests?" Sand Gold pulled a stun gun from his pocket.

"Looks like I need to give you a good wake-up call."

Because of what happened in the dream, Sand Gold had been unhappy with Sunday for a long time.

Now that he had the chance, he stabbed Sunday in the waist with a stun gun.

Sizzsssssssss——

"Uhhhhhhhhhh-!!"

Accompanied by crackling electrical sounds, Sunday was jolted awake by the electric shock that made his whole body convulse.

He lay panting on the floor, warily eyeing the two people in his room.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Sunday was still a little out of his mind, but he knew these two guys were up to no good.

"What are you doing?" Sand Gold looked down at him with a slight smile.

"Of course, it's about making you pay the price for what you've done."

"You don't actually think I'm that magnanimous, do you?"

I glanced at the gold dust on Sunday and had nothing to say.

In the final battle, he did indeed lose; he couldn't even defeat the white-haired man.

If he hadn't deliberately held back, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.

"I ultimately failed," Sunday sighed.

At this moment, Yan Huan, who was sitting on the sofa next to me charging her power bank, lazily spoke:

"Then let's practice some more."

Looking up on Sunday, his gaze was complex:

"Mr. Yan Huan..."

"The robin... I'm leaving it in your care." Sunday was filled with melancholy.

This incident caused quite a stir; not only were the Twelve Dreams destroyed, but all the guests also retained their memories of what happened.

Pinocchio's dreams are known for being beautiful, but on Sunday, they were left helplessly experiencing an unimaginable nightmare.

Now, it's no longer a question of whether one's ideals can be realized.

But it's Pinocchio... how do they explain this to the various factions in the galaxy?

I felt very regretful on Sunday.

If Yan Huan hadn't stopped him, he could have unleashed the complete [Taiyi Dream], and those guests would have been lost in their beautiful dream.

Even if they ultimately lose, this way they can prevent Pinocchio's reputation from plummeting.

Unfortunately... there is no if.

"Your sister?" Yan Huan asked thoughtfully, arms crossed.

"She doesn't seem to need anyone's care."

"Now, she's gone to the family meeting in your place."

“Of course, Toppa, and the people from our Star Train are with her too.”

"..."

Upon hearing this news, Sunday frowned, glanced at the arrogant Sandstone beside him, and immediately understood what was going on.

The company's fleet has probably arrived.

Given the misfortunes suffered by the guests, it's easy to imagine how much the family will lose in these negotiations on Sunday.

The reputation of Pinocchio in the Milky Way will likely plummet.

Thinking about this, Sunday's mood remained unsettled for a long time.

He not only lost, but also dragged Pinocchio down with him.

Outside the door, the voices of several other family heads could be heard.

The short, elderly man fawned over a woman who exuded a unique charm:

"That's right, it was all done by that Oak family kid. He's in the room up ahead!"

"Hehe, I know." Emerald smiled slightly and stepped into the room.

“My men have been here for a while now.”

Her gaze swept across the room.

Yan Huan, sitting on the sofa playing on her phone, was fiddling with the gold dust on the stun gun, and...

“Mr. Sunday, how are you feeling now?” Emerald asked with a smile.

Sunday took a deep breath, her gaze turning sinister:

“I have long heard of the famous [Stone Heart Ten], Ms. Jade.”

"I didn't expect you to bring the company's fleet here so quickly."

"Mm." Emerald nodded with a faint smile, her expression relaxed.

"so what."

"Our company's manager suffered inhumane treatment in his dream. Do you have any clue about this?"

Sunday pursed her lips:

"Now that things have come to this, I have nothing more to say."

Seeing Sunday's expression, Jade asked with amusement: