If you're asked to make a TV series, then you should make a series about Collapsed Star Railway

The professor simply closed his eyes and ignored the gold dust.

"Ha, their true colors have been revealed."

"By the way, you only have seventeen system hours left to live for now."

"Cherish this time and savor the afterglow of failure."

On Sunday, he smiled easily, leisurely enjoying the ugliness of the loser, and casually explained to him the power that had just been applied to Sand Gold.

Under the baptism of harmony.

If the gold deposits are honest, nothing unexpected will happen.

But if one persists in one's own way and lies all the time, baptism will turn into judgment.

"Is this what they call harmony? Built on restraint and coercion?"

Sand Gold struggled to control his emotions and gritted his teeth as he retorted.

“You’ve misunderstood, Mr. Sand Gold.”

On Sunday, with his hands behind his back, he spoke with the air of a victor: "Punishment is for the lazy, but I see your unwavering spirit, and therefore I will grant you the possibility of a new life."

"Within these seventeen system times, you cannot leave the dream, nor can you have any contact with your companions."

"You only have two paths to take: help me find out the truth about the death, and if you succeed, you will be able to integrate into the community and interact with thousands of family members."

"But if we fail, we will suffer the wrath of the chieftain."

After hearing these words.

Cold sweat was already dripping down Sand Gold's face.

They had no intention of letting him off the hook on Sunday!

Should we incorporate harmony?

It's a joke; who knows what I'll end up like?

But he had no choice at all!

Sunday will obviously not give gold any room for thought.

"You shameless hypocrite."

"You confiscated everything from me, and now you expect me to give you the truth?"

"In your money-grubbing amusement park, nothing can be accomplished without money!"

Sand Gold covered his forehead, fighting against the voice in his head while cursing.

He completely broke down.

On Sunday, however, he was particularly satisfied and relieved with the state of the gold deposits.

Gamblers only become hysterical when they lose everything.

The appearance of the gold dust perfectly matched what he had expected on Sunday.

That's the case.

He then gave what was rightfully his to the gold dust.

"Your bag is over there, please use it. I believe you can get everything with this bag of cheap jewels."

"That's what gamblers are best at, isn't it?"

"Go forth, Mr. Gold Sand, you are free."

On Sunday, he turned to the side, revealing the bag behind him.

Let the gold dust pick it up.

This is the end.

The audience was completely speechless.

The three people, each of them looked completely different from before.

Combined with the grand stage of Pinocchio Werewolf.

I wonder how many people's brains completely exploded at that moment.

On Sunday, I explained the work on the gold mine.

They were exceptionally impolite.

The words frequently mention "giving" and "servant".

The attitude is entirely the attitude of the superior towards the subordinates.

But ironically, it also gave placer gold a glimmer of hope.

However, all these characteristics are overshadowed by the mutual reversals between the three characters and the reasonable plot development.

Nobody noticed anything fishy about it!

Instead, it was filled with pessimism.

……

It's all over. There's really no way for the goldfields to turn things around now.

This is because Sunday has cast a spell on it, making it completely at Sunday's mercy. Whether 507 is good or bad, its fate is no longer in its own hands.

Damn, who would have thought that Latio would betray Gold Saints?

Seeing Sandstone's completely broken face, I should feel happy, but why do I feel a little sorry for him instead?

Will the first one to be eliminated be placer gold?

The cornerstone is also in Sunday's hands, which makes it crystal clear, and there's no possibility of it suddenly becoming a breakout hit.

There's no way to turn things around. I'm pretty sure of it. The only thing I didn't expect was that the family was so ruthless!

On Sunday, they never intended for Aquilaria to leave Pinocene alive! Joining the Harmony option was essentially tantamount to Aquilaria and the company being swallowed up.

Damn it, Hippe swallowed Taiyi, so you're going to swallow gold dust on Sunday too, right?

Moreover, Tong Xie's performance is a bit too domineering!

……

The barrage of comments exploded.

The unexpected plot twist left viewers on the edge of their seats.

Ladio became the Deepwater Wolf.

Goldfields were also controlled by Sunday.

Regardless of whether there will be any chance to turn things around in the end.

The mere fact that the main character, Sand Gold, had his stance forcibly changed made the audience's hearts leap into their throats.

After all, he was an ally of the train crew.

Whether the train crew, currently unaware of the situation, will cause an accident because of this remains to be seen!

now.

The second episode is halfway through.

The situation, however, is already boiling over like water.

Pinocchio's complex web of power dynamics has become a complete mess.

Chapter 206: The spectator hit by the boomerang! Kakawasha makes his appearance!

on the screen.

The situation regarding placer gold has completely spiraled out of control.

Just as he picked up the gift bag full of jewelry to leave, Sunday suddenly called out to him.

"What's wrong now?"

Sand Gold turned around impatiently, his eyes filled with disgust.

Once upon a time, in the eyes of the audience, the calm, elite, and frivolous temperament of Sand Gold had disappeared.

This left the audience deeply moved and sighing.

"you……"

On Sunday, he abandoned his victorious demeanor, his face becoming incredibly serious: "...Do you really want to destroy this world with your own hands?"

Just now, under Hipper's gaze.

The answer to this question from Alluvial Gold was that they did not know.

But on Sunday, the question is asked using the affirmative word "true" rather than "yes".

The gaze of agglomerate gold and Sunday collided in the air.

But he didn't utter a single word.

The screen suddenly went black.

Memories resurface.

Under a sky filled with pink aurora.

On the barren, bare land, tents stand in a continuous line.

In front of one of the tents, a girl with light golden hair like sand gold and purplish-pink eyes anxiously squatted in front of a child.

She anxiously examined the other person's body.

"Kakawasha, where have you been... Are you injured?"

Despite his sister's distressed gaze, the little boy's tone revealed happiness as he showed the object in his palm.

“I got it back, sister.”

Looking at the necklace, the older sister said in disbelief, "You went to see them? That's too dangerous! It's just a necklace!"

"We can't eat it, we can't drink it, but we can survive without it."