Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

At this moment, it seemed as if a meeting was being held in the carriage of the nameless passenger, bringing together forces from all sides.

Huang Quan, the sea-patrolling knight-errant Potio, the remembrancer Black Swan, and Dan Heng, the train crew's think tank administrator.

These powerful travelers gradually uncovered the truth about Pixing through exchanging information.

"The family once held a grand celebration in the Dardanu system. After the banquet, everyone on the planet became a member of the family. Isn't this Pinocone doing the same thing now?"

The black swan looked solemnly at the massive structure outside through the viewing window.

“The family used the watchmaker’s legacy to bring everyone together here, but they banished the ethereal messenger…” She glanced at Huang Quan.

“That’s impossible. If the family were to do that in Pinocone, it would mean waging war against half the factions in the entire galaxy. That’s not reasonable.”

Upon hearing this, Dan Heng frowned.

"What if the harmony here is not pure, and something rooted in the past is being revealed?"

Seeing that everyone was still pondering, Huang Quan calmly revealed the truth.

When the past was brought up, everyone's expression changed. After a moment, Potio slammed his fist on the table:

"Holy crap, so this means there are remnants of the Order here causing trouble? What do we do now? We're out of options?"

"If the situation is really that urgent and the safety of my companions is threatened, then I will have no choice but to use extraordinary measures immediately."

Dan Heng's expression was resolute as he took out a jade tablet from his pocket.

"Damn it, you're not going to use the alliance jade omen, are you?"

Potio's eyes widened. If a whole celestial ship were to arrive, that would be quite a spectacle.

"Actually, things haven't developed to that point yet. In this dream, we still have powerful allies."

Huang Quan silently walked to the window, looked at his face reflected in the window, and softly spoke:

"In times of crisis, there will always be friends who lend a helping hand."

..........

Throughout the twelve hours, Lin Yuan's figure constantly appeared in various places.

The myriad aspects of human life, countless joys and sorrows, constantly surfaced and swept through his mind. Now, he wielded this fictional power with increasing ease.

With the grand celebration of music and music approaching, the family's resources are no longer sufficient to attend to other matters.

Therefore, Lin Yuan no longer chose the inefficient method he had used before, but instead personally took to fabricate memories on a large scale.

As he used his abilities, this power to personally write the stories of all living beings made him feel that his vision was getting higher and higher, and he felt more and more detached from the crowd.

However, with such frequent use of his abilities, even though he was full of power, his mind gradually began to tire.

"Wait a minute? Didn't I also find someone to do the work?"

Lin Yuan suddenly remembered. He immediately closed his eyes and sensed the presence of the dahlia, but did not find it in the family's dream.

With a flicker of his body, Lin Yuan arrived in the primordial dream realm and finally found the other person at Flowing Dream Reef.

Appearing directly in front of the dahlia, Lin Yuan said calmly, "I asked you to help me with the work, but instead, you're hiding here at Liumeng Reef slacking off?"

The man, who had been leisurely admiring the hollow dahlia, was startled. Upon seeing that the visitor was Lin Yuan, he quickly forced a sweet smile:

"Oh, sir, she was only stopping here for a moment. I've been working diligently the whole time, and I even outsourced my work to another Memory Receiver so she can work for you too~"

"Other survivors?"

Seeing Dahlia's sly look, Lin Yuan chuckled: "Outsourcing? I think you're not getting enough work done. Get back to work!"

Before the other party could react, Lin Yuan transformed one of his legs into a meme and kicked the dahlia meme back into the Twelve Hours Dream.

He turned around and immediately felt relieved.

I looked up at the grand theater in the sky. The hazy light shone even brighter, and the stage was clearly ready.

.........

In the heat of the sand, Firefly and Star team up, overcoming numerous obstacles and defeating the defending Pure Knight to reach the final stage.

Stepping onto the platform, which resembled a debate venue, the train crew and Firefly scanned their surroundings and spotted Sunday turning around upon hearing the noise.

At this moment, the young head of the Oak family, who had been waiting there for a long time, spoke calmly:

"You've arrived, everyone. Welcome to this arena where the future of Pinocone will be decided."

On Sunday, his golden eyes swept over the crowd, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

............

Chapter 320 Debate

"I'm sorry, but after meeting with the Dreamer with Mr. Walter, neither I nor any member of the Oak family can agree to your requests."

As he spoke on Sunday, it was as if he had stepped onto a podium. A beam of not-so-bright light shone on his profile, creating a three-dimensional shadow.

He gazed at the crowd and slowly paced across the stage.

“Pinocone is indeed having problems now, and the dream needs to be changed, but definitely not in the way you’re asking for.”

Sunday's voice was calm, but his tone was indifferent.

"Pinocone cannot and will never return to that chaotic era, an era where the weak were ruthlessly eliminated, equality was trampled upon, and everyone was struggling to survive, abandoning everything."

In that environment, only the strong can obtain everything, just like you.

He slightly raised his eyes, taking in the crowd before him.

"Tell me, if you are all fragile beings, do you yearn for that barbaric land where the strong prey on the weak, or for the beautiful dream where everyone can enjoy happiness in peace?"

"Xing, be careful, don't let him get you into trouble."

Seeing that Hoshi was about to speak up, Mitsuki whispered a reminder from the side. Himeko, on the other hand, calmly stepped forward to respond:

“Mr. Sunday, even if the family disagrees with our demands regarding the Star Core, now is not the time to discuss the future of Pinocone. The Star Core is a real threat to the safety of all of us.”

“Yes, that’s right, safe.” Sunday nodded silently.

"The family once promised you absolute safety in this dream, but now you have either witnessed or personally participated in the collapse of this dream."

At this momentous occasion, a change unprecedented in millennia, this beautiful place truly needs a complete transformation. But…”

The young family head paused, his voice lowering:

"The dream belongs to the family, to every family member who has struggled here from ancient times to the present."

The power to change also belongs to us; only we ourselves can save ourselves. Therefore, there's no need for your righteous actions to further disrupt this beautiful dream.

"Hey, we came here to help out of kindness, how dare you turn around and blame us!"

Hearing the other party's slightly harsh words, March couldn't help but raise her fist, looking unconvinced.

"March, please be patient..."

Himeko raised her hand in a gesture of greeting, then spoke quietly, her tone equally assertive:

"Mr. Sunday, before making such harsh accusations against the train crew who kindly offered assistance, could you please explain..."

Her gaze sharpened: "Where are Walter and the robin who accompanied you to meet the Dreamer?"

“Miss Himeko is very perceptive.” Sunday’s face remained expressionless.

"I was just giving them some time to reflect on their own. Now, it's your time, gentlemen. I will personally explain to you the one and only path to Pinocchio, the brilliant future, the order of... the Brave New World."

............

"Thump, thump, thump—"

The clock struck the golden hour, bringing the Grand Music Ceremony one system hour closer.

But in Lin Yuan's ears, this countdown to the Harmonious Gathering sounded like a death knell tolling for this dream.

“You tell me, if nothingness were to completely engulf everything, would it be a good choice for these people to slumber in this beautiful dream and order? After all, life is too bitter.”

Lin Yuan gazed at the bustling street and muttered to himself.

Although the pedestrians in front of them were affected by the various anomalies in their previous dream, their tense mood turned into joy once again as the grand festival of the Harmonious Music Ceremony approached.

The image of the robin who was originally hosting the ceremony on the roadside screen has been quietly removed, but most people don't care; they just want to find a reason to be happy.

But despite all this joyful atmosphere, Lin Yuan always felt like he couldn't fit in.

He was like a sober observer, watching everything bloom brilliantly and then begin to wither.

"I've done everything I needed to do, and experienced everything I needed to experience. Now, I can prepare to go on stage. But let's find a quiet place first."

His figure vanished from the golden moment and then reappeared at the Dream Frontier—the place where he first entered the dream.

As I climbed the steps, I passed by the guards of the hound family once again.

Upon arriving at the square, we listened to the song of origami birds once more.

Lin Yuan walked to the empty bench where Chadwick had sat before and quietly sat down.

He casually conjured a top hat and put it on. Gazing at the Pinocchio Theatre in the distance, a breeze blew from ahead.

"Life falls asleep because... it is tired."

.........

"Ladies and gentlemen, now I will explain to you the true aspirations of an Order Walker, and through tuning I will show you that ideal future that is beyond the description of words."

As Sunday's voice faded, the entire venue instantly transformed, and Sunday's inner world unfolded before the group.

On the platform, his figure disappeared, leaving only two paths leading to the left and right.

"The first question is: faced with a dying little harbinger pigeon in the yard, should you build it a nest in the dangerous yard, or lock it in a warm house and carefully feed it in a cage?"

This was a choice between safety and freedom. After discussing with everyone, Xing pondered for a while and embarked on the path of choice.

If Lin Yuan were here, he would probably just sneer.

This kind of trap-like closed problem never presents people with only one choice. Since you have the ability, why not have it all?

Seeing that Xing had answered, Sunday, with his voice unchanged, asked a second question:

"A dreamer who smuggled himself into Pinocchio sold his two children in order to reach his dream. His original plan was to make a fortune in Pinocchio, then redeem his children and live together in this dream."

Unfortunately, he was later discovered by the hounds and faced a search. Now, if you had the ability, would you choose to persuade the hounds to let him go, or would you stand by and watch him go to jail?