Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Black Tower: That's what I don't understand either. If Misha from the Daydream Hotel is the key to breaking the deadlock, then it means the train crew was already immersed in a dream, falling into Sunday's grasp, from the moment they stepped into Pinocchio. So, did everyone who's taken the stage so far really know each other? If so, how did they manage that?]

[March 7th: Ugh~~ I feel like my brain is going to explode! What on earth did I do on Sunday?!]

[Sunday: I don't mean to tease you all, but from the perspective of a grand music festival, this is very engaging, isn't it?]

[Star: Hmm... You win!]

[Silver Wolf: Don't think he's ruthless. Seeing how relaxed you all are, let me remind you again. You're already truly in Sunday's hands!]

"Sigh... This guy is really lax." Silver Wolf sighed, flipped open the script in his hand, and scratched his hair in frustration.

The script didn't say that Sunday would receive the approval of the entire universe!

She looked at the black cat on the sofa: "Is it too late to rewrite it now?"

The black cat was surrounded by a dark aura, and its golden vertical pupils were as sharp as knives.

You can tell how it's feeling without it saying a word.

"Sigh... alright." She tossed the script aside and rubbed her temples. "Hopefully, this won't bring out the Last King himself."

……

During that golden moment, Xing's face darkened, and the faces of everyone in the train crew around her also turned pale.

"Why didn't we stay one more day in Immortal Boat Luofu?"

March 7th pursed his lips: "It's over, I've really walked right into a trap..."

Xing gritted her teeth: "Damn it, you little rascal with thick eyebrows and big eyes, I thought you were an honest person because you seemed so innocent on the train... I never expected you to be so cunning!"

"Huh?" Xing suddenly perked up.

"So you were all innocent on the train afterwards? So we're the ones laughing last? Eh~? Hehehe... You just wait, you Japanese!"

……

Upon waking, Xing suddenly realized that she was still lying in her room at the Daydream Hotel.

Stepping outside, Huang Quan and the Black Swan had been waiting for quite some time.

Huang Quan shared his conjecture with her: "Early on, in the beginning of Asdna, we were already affected by the Star Core. I think... the purpose of [Order] is not to put everyone into a slumber. On the contrary, they use the Star Core to catalyze the infiltration of Asdna's memories into the material world, allowing [Dreams] and [Reality] to merge."

"Over a long period of time, dreams become indistinguishable from reality, and reality begins to appear as illusion. People believe themselves to be awake, but their minds have already entered the hall of 'order'."

"I think that, apart from that one flaw, what you experienced in your dream was still real. Only in this way can he lead you to your ideal destination: rescuing Pinocene from its crisis and embarking on the next pioneering journey."

The black swan let out a long sigh.

While it could be considered real, the consequences were far from comforting: "This is precisely the terrifying aspect of the 'Dream of Taiyi.' In a paradise ruled by 'Order,' everyone can obtain their own perfect dream and live happily ever after."

"If it weren't for Miss Huang Quan's prior arrangements, we might have been trapped in this dream forever."

[Gold Sand: Is it perfect? ​​Where is it perfect? ​​I seem to remember the company in that dream only responsible for causing bleeding.]

[Fireworks: That's right, that's right! Chicken Wing Boy is so ruthless in exploiting capitalists! (｀∀´)Ψ]

[Star: I think I heard a very niche combination of words.]

The company employees gritted their teeth, especially after Oswaldo's threats; seeing these words only fueled their indignation.

That's it? This savior has never experienced the hardship of working a regular job. He's so lenient with capitalists in his dreams? Give him a break!

……

Star, Danheng, Huangquan, Black Swan, Potio, and Robin gathered in the lobby of the Daydream Hotel, where travelers were fast asleep on the surrounding sofas and carpets.

Now, in this vast Pinocene complex, only a handful of people remain conscious.

Even if they are outnumbered and outmatched, they must still try to resist.

The robin recounted what it knew: "The Dream of the One is built upon the [Sound of the Choir]—the embodiment of [Shared Desire]. It can only be revealed when the desires of all beings in Pinocchio are united as one."

"Now, it's become indestructible because of people's desire to sleep in their dreams. If you want to destroy it—"

"We must make everyone at Pinocchio want to wake up from their dream."

Black Swan rested her chin on the back of her hand, momentarily at a loss: "But the question is, how do we do it?"

[Star: Should we tap them one by one with a baseball bat, gently waking everyone from their slumbering minds? Or maybe we should just have Himeko force-feed everyone a cup of coffee; that would definitely work.]

[March 7th: This...is a bit too much, isn't it?]

[Himeko: The Oak family alone has over 100,000 people, plus the passengers. Knocking on them one by one would be practically the same as waiting to die. And while my coffee can be stimulating, using something delicious to wake people up… we don't have enough ingredients on the train.]

[BoBoWa: After all these years, Himeko, haven't you realized it yet?]

[Gold Sand: That's already pretty good. According to this logic, without entering a dream, it seems there's no way to replenish Sunday's "Shared Wishes" power? The fact that Taiyi's dream only draws power from Asdna is already incredibly good news. If it could work throughout the entire universe, then we could truly just sit back and relax.]

Xing was immediately in a dilemma.

This situation was completely unknown to her.

"How about we go back to Taiyi's Dream?"

[Star: Old Japan, is it possible to reconcile?]

[Sunday: Of course, you're always welcome.]

[Fireworks: Huh? You're not refusing?]

[March 7th: Star, stop playing around. At a time like this, you still have the mood to play with abstract concepts.]

"Hmph... Giving up already?" The Black Swan smiled alluringly. "Unfortunately, human consciousness always tends towards reality. Now that you've noticed the flaws in the dream, there's no going back."

She addressed the crowd, saying, "Human beings' yearning for beautiful illusions borders on obsession, and this psychology makes them subconsciously resist... the cruel truth. Getting such a large group of people to voluntarily wake up is probably as difficult as climbing to heaven."

Huang Quan nodded: "That's right. The difficulty of this plan is probably not much different from that of resurrecting a star god."

Danheng said to Potio, "But in any case, we cannot stand idly by."

After a long discussion, Huang Quan proposed a solution: "If it's difficult to break through from within, then seek help from the outside. We already know of a way to do this."

She strung together several basic logical points, pointing out one of Sunday's few flaws: "Asdna is a galaxy rich in memory, where a strange phenomenon called synesthetic dreams exists: upon first entering this place, many people appear in each other's thoughts, sharing the same dream..."

"At this very moment, the entire Asdna system is nothing but a dream."