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Chapter 289 The Spirit Pearl and Demon Orb in Xing's Mind

[March 7th: No, no, no, it's not that serious! It's just a fellow traveler of the Dream Master, how could it possibly ignite the Star Sea?]

[Dan Heng: Still not used to it? It's normal for her to be... often abnormal.]

[Star: Anyway, the time for a satisfying counterattack is finally here. Oh, right, I almost forgot, hurry up and protect Misha! He's still an innocent little boy!]

[Pam: Mikhail, we're coming to rescue you!]

"This... is my [clock room]."

Misha said with childlike wonder, "I'm here learning to repair clockwork and gears. I love precision machinery. I'm the captain of the 'Compass,' and together with my companions, Clock Boy and Mirror Girl, we search for new continents in our dreams."

"I... was born and raised here."

Himeko asked, "So, this building in the dream bubble is your childhood home?"

Misha shook her head: "Yes, but no. This dream bubble is my home."

[Yao Guang: Not his childhood home, but... his home? This statement is a bit ominous.]

[Star: What do you mean? Wait, are you trying to say...?]

Xing suddenly realized something, and a look of panic flashed in her eyes.

I think I was... too happy too soon!

Her eyes immediately glanced at Pam.

Pam's face, which had just turned happy, suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.

Oh no! The train conductor is about to cry!

……

Himeko chuckled softly: "It seems you've remembered everything."

Misha nodded: "This dream bubble is my cradle. I... am a dreamer no different from otherworldly memes."

"I should have stayed in the dream bubble to wait for your visit, but reality and memories overlapped, making me unconsciously push open the door and leave with the Watch Boy."

Just as Xing was about to leave the dream and return to reality, her expression suddenly froze.

Not only her, but everyone on the train also froze at the same time.

Just someone from a dream?

[March 7: So, Misha isn't Mikhail resurrected at all, but rather something like a hologram?]

[Pam: Why is it still like this? This isn't what we agreed on, Pam! I thought... Oh my god!!!]

[Gallach: You old rascal, why couldn't you create another legend? I'd really like to see you mess with me this time.]

Just as hope had begun to emerge, it was abruptly extinguished, causing Pam's sadness to skyrocket.

"Mikhail, Mikhail..."

Seeing Pam's tears flow like a river, the train crew was extremely anxious but didn't know what to do.

Xing paced back and forth.

Or... use your best-known comedic and abstract style to make Pam laugh through her tears?

The little white figure in my mind suggested: Pam, look, your tears are more spectacular than a faucet, just like twin tails! If you cry a little longer, you can even save water on mopping the floor.

The little black man retorted confidently: "Pam, you may not have Mikhail, but you still have me! I can be your passenger and explore the world with you, can't I?"

"Hiss~~!" Xing grimaced and quickly shook his head, trying to shake the two black and white magic orbs in his mind away.

Is that even human language? I bet Pam would go berserk the moment she finished speaking, grab a broom and unleash a flurry of attacks that would shatter her own star core.

Damn it, my clever brain only contains abstract ideas, and no comforting quotes that can put people at ease on the spot?

……

In the light screen, under the patient guidance of Himeko and Mikhail, March 7 finally understood everything.

"So the dream bubble left behind by the clockmaker is empty not because it has no content, but because... its content left on its own?"

"The whistle you heard, that's the sound of the train arriving in Pinocchio?"

Misha smiled faintly: "Thank you all for helping me find this long journey again. Let me reintroduce myself."

"I was born on the planet Lusaka in the Przesmir system, the adopted son of the navigator Mr. Mikhail and Mrs. Charles. The two elders gave me a treasure, a name that carries their hopes and wishes—"

"Ragvolk Shar Mikhail, or more simply... Misha."

"If you wish, you may call me by the more familiar name—'watchmaker'—that is also acceptable."

[Star: March 7th guessed right again. Those stories Misha told before really were Mikhail's childhood.]

[Fireworks: Is this the power of pioneering? The gift actually came to life and grew legs to run away?]

[March 7th: Oh my god! Hearing the train whistle and then rushing out...it's so touching! Waaaaah, I can't hold back anymore!]

[The robin: At the end of its life, it willingly transforms itself into a meme, continuing its vigil until it finds a new savior for Pinocchio. Its greatness transcends even the form of life.]

[Bai'er: I wouldn't say that Mr. Clockmaker's arduous journey is still inferior to that of Caiuslana and Xilian; I only lament why similar tragedies always seem to repeat themselves in the Milky Way!]

[Xu Zhao: Sigh... It reminds me of those days rehearsing the play in "Mourning the Performer." Friends on the train, on the bright side, at least he really waited for you, and truly fulfilled his dying wish, right? And at least he heard the train whistle again, in another form.]

[Phantom Prince: The club president actually acted serious like a tanuki for once?!]

Pam: But, but I...

Misha: Train conductor, it's really embarrassing to cry in front of the passengers. As the head of the family, you must maintain a dignified presence!

[Pam: I won't... Mikhail?]

[March 7th: Senior!]

Himeko: I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

[Misha: You're welcome. Thanks to the light screen, and even more so to everyone, I remembered. And perhaps I can spend a little longer with you all. And then, I'm sure you'll all make good use of that much-anticipated legacy.]

[Star: Even if we don't, we will still fulfill your request!]

Misha: No, let me finish, this is important. I know a guy who's both friend and foe. He's very capable, but his views are always very extreme. His philosophy of life, simply put, is that "the universe is terrible; just keeping more people alive is already exhausting all our resources, and the so-called right to choose freely is too much of a luxury." But my understanding is different. This universe is full of tragedies precisely because it has too many powerful individuals, too many people with extreme mindsets who always think their ideas are the only truth in the universe. So, I don't want you to be morally blackmailed into doing what I'm about to do by some pitiful old man~ Hahaha.

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