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Otto is too dangerous. Even in the entire universe, Walter has never seen anyone like him.

The simulated black hole was prepared in advance.

Otto sighed slightly. He wasn't a bad person, so why was he being so wary?

[Galaxy Baseball Man]: "On Sunday, he starts with Primal Being, but there's no special attack animation?"

Xing was a little stunned.

【Gintoki of Yorozuya】: "In the rage state, there is no wind-up animation, and the ultimate move is used like a normal attack."

[Pipi Xi]: "I guess they had already prepared their ultimate move when they arrived."

[Gudako]: "Let's have a moment of silence for those people."

[Holding up the seabird with one hand]: "Those are heroic spirits. Even if they get killed, it's no big deal. They're all dead anyway."

[God of Justice]: "So, we can't even have a feast?"

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all readers.

Chapter 351 The Adventures of the Prison Goose

The universally acclaimed tuner—

The Choir Resounds – Dominix!

Day One: In the beginning was the working!

If they dare to mess with the robin, we can just sink the Pinocchio.

Pinocone: ?

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Hagi Star clung to the lamppost, the surging, terrifying energy storm nearly blowing her away.

How much water was released during that Sunday's gambling?

"The power of this world?"

A golden, gleaming king stands atop this lamppost (throne), arms crossed.

He is Gilgamesh, and he still loves the throne of the street lamp.

"Streetlight King, don't stand on top of me!" Xing shouted at the top of his lungs.

"King of Streetlights?"

Gilgamesh's lips twitched, and he stomped his foot, turning off the streetlight.

He disliked the mocking nickname "King of Streetlights," and what should be the punishment for casually making fun of a king?

"You scoundrel, don't think you can act recklessly just because you know Fujimaru Ritsuka."

The King's Treasury opened, and countless sharp magical artifacts slowly emerged, all aimed at the star.

"Ahem, the view up there is quite nice, Your Majesty, please enjoy it," Xing said from the heart.

Being hit by so many Noble Phantasms, he'd be riddled with holes.

This Gilgamesh is really unpredictable.

Gilgamesh snorted and didn't bother arguing with Xing.

"Robin, are you alright? Is everything alright?"

On Sunday, he smashed Greedy's barrier to pieces and looked at his sister with concern.

“Brother, I’m fine.” The robin felt a warmth in his heart and shook his head.

"However, here..."

Seeing the mess around him, the robin's brow twitched.

"Ahem." Sunday coughed lightly: "I didn't control my strength well."

"It's not just that we didn't control it well. On the very first day, when you were in the beginning, you didn't beat us this cleanly and efficiently."

Xing walked over, her messy hair looking like a bird's nest.

Sister-obsessed, how terrifying.

The robin looked at its brother with a half-smile.

At first glance, the changes are huge. Taking a trip on the Star Train feels like having a completely different core.

Is the assimilation by the anonymous guest so strong?

His eyes were much clearer; I almost thought he was an imposter brother.

Black swans flit about Pinocchio like ghosts.

After Gintoki, her next target is Duanmu Yan, to continue opening blind boxes.

"Hiss, why is killing Oxer the only thing on this guy's mind?"

A quick glance at the Black Swan makes my teeth ache; what a load of rubbish, so lazy to talk and listen, like a bunch of idiots...

It's been a long time since I've seen someone so pure and persistent.

It's become a bit wicked, even though it's supposed to be righteous.

That's outrageous. For some reason, she was a little glad she wasn't Oxer, otherwise she really wouldn't even be able to cry.

Never mind, next one.

With a muffled thud, the Black Swan clutched its head, looking at Seiya in bewilderment.

What's going on? I can't even see his memories.

“No need to try anymore, I have placed three layers of protection on my own soul.” Seiya held up three fingers and said calmly.

The cautious man had anticipated this situation; it was highly likely that someone would try to pry into his memories.

Is there really a need for this?

The black swan's lips twitched. How incredibly meticulous must they be to have set up three layers of protection?

"Yes, it is necessary."

"...One layer serves as protection, one layer as a backup, and one layer as a backup in case the backup is gone," Seiya calmly explained.

You're lying to your child. As cautious as he is, how could he have only set up three layers?

They verbally say it's three layers, just to influence the other party's judgment.

"Are you some kind of protection fanatic?" Black Swan retorted.

"Judging from your outfit, you must be a hero. Are all heroes this cautious these days?"

Although I didn't see Seiya's memories, I still learned something new. He must be a cautious hero.

"Once you've experienced things like the Demon King blocking the fountain, you'll understand the importance of caution."

Seiya's expression suddenly changed, filled with vicissitudes and complexity.

Black Swan's lips twitched involuntarily; she didn't know how to react. This hero was truly strange. All she could say was:

"……unbelievable."

No, something's wrong with that world. The Demon King is leading people to block the spring; this is different from the hero stories she's seen before.

Moving on to the next blind box.

Can't we have some normal people? She feels like even ordinary memories are rare these days, and everything she encounters is so strange.

Red-haired girl, it's you I've chosen!

She looks delicate and gives off a pure and simple feeling, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"Oh my god..."

I haven't even seen much of the Black Swan event yet, but I already feel like I'm about to have a heart attack. Luckily, I'm a meme now, so this won't happen to me.

Damn it, how come I saw Gintama again? I had already buried this memory deep in my mind, but now it has surfaced again.

She's clearly an innocent girl, so why would she watch something so shocking?

"Ms. Erii, is Gintama any good?" Black Swan was a little tired, so she decided to ask the person in question for her opinion.

She doesn't want to look at memories related to Gintama for the time being.

Erii's viewing experience was alright, since it was just manga and anime. But in Gintoki's vast memories, there were some even more explosive scenes that weren't in the manga.

Those kinds of scenes can't be drawn in comics, otherwise they'll be banned.

“It’s quite interesting.” Erii nodded.

Although some of the behaviors are incomprehensible, it doesn't stop this comic from being very interesting.

"I understand. I'll take a look at it slowly later."

The black swan pondered for a moment, seeing only abstraction and absurdity, and was so overwhelmed that she fell asleep immediately.

So I really didn't look closely at the details in Gintama.

Let's move on to the next blind box; hopefully, I won't have this kind of memory again.

"Sekiro?"

The black swan has spotted the Big Bad Wolf. This time, it shouldn't suffer a setback, since animals' memories are probably simpler than humans'.

"Make a move, make a move!"

After identifying its target, the Black Swan directly entered Grey Wolf's consciousness space.

"What, what is this?"

The moment she entered the killing chamber, her brain went blank, and an expression of utter astonishment appeared on her face.

This was a colossal figure that reached the heavens and the earth; even a star god would appear so insignificant before it.

The wolf king's oppressive aura was like a storm, and she felt that her meme body was like a lone boat tossed about in the wind and rain, about to capsize at any moment.

Buhau, kids, I'm going to crash again.