Star Railway, starting as Kiana

After hanging up the phone, the manager had a bitter expression on his face: "Sigh, as expected, no matter which anonymous customer it is, they are all so free."

Chapter 643 Edion Park Investigation Rules

Kiana flipped through the notes left on the bench by the hound family member who had just left.

The notebook is filled with rules, one after another.

Kiana wondered if she had misread the script. Was this not Pinocchio, but some strange world with bizarre rules?

However, it is clear that while some of Pinocchio's creations and dreams are somewhat supernatural, they are not really related to ghost stories.

These rules, one after another, are like the whimsical and disordered thoughts of a mischievous child.

They were completely out of place in this harmonious land.

Adien Park Survey Guidelines

I've made a note of what I've noticed so far, and I'll review it again after I meet with the others.

All foods except hamburgers are prohibited, especially ice cream.

Non-performers should not go on stage.

Do not treat birds badly.

It is forbidden to throw trash into the trash can.

Please do not use the bottle caps of Sulex sold by the neighboring q咝惊i梦球剧团六l售仪.

Please do not walk upside down near the flower bed.

Please note: Unmentioned behaviors are simply unverified and do not necessarily mean they are safe.

March 7 and Kiana's eyes met briefly in the air, and for a moment, a subtle current seemed to pass between their gazes.

Every single rule is a warning not to break the rules.

However, deep within their hearts, a rebellious flame seemed to burn fiercely, and a strange, rebellious sentiment grew wildly like weeds. Each prohibition was like a pebble thrown into the lake of their burning hearts, stirring not awe, but an even stronger desire to challenge.

The more sternly the rules emphasized what was forbidden, the stronger their desire to break free of the constraints became, as if they were being drawn by an invisible yet powerful magic.

Perhaps this is also the spirit of pioneering.

Akivili: That's right! Let's stir things up! Let's stir things up!

Aha: That's right! Let's have fun! Let's have fun!

The more she told them not to do it, the more they wanted to do it.

I also want to know how, if that were to actually happen, all rule-breaking behaviors, as mentioned by the member of the hound family, would be corrected.

And as luck would have it, right in front of the two of them, a quick burger cart had a scoop of ice cream floating in front of it—a three-color scoop of ice cream.

If you were outside and saw ice cream floating in the air, March 7th would definitely be scared, thinking that he had encountered something unclean.

At that moment, she would surely be like a frightened kitten, quickly hiding behind Kiana, seeking the protection that could give her a sense of security.

But this is Pinocchio, a fantastical place that transcends conventional understanding. Here, the boundaries of reality are blurred, and the shackles of logic are broken.

Let alone a small floating ice cream, even if the entire city's buildings were dancing in the air, it wouldn't be too surprising.

After all, in that dreamlike golden moment, March 7th witnessed firsthand the three bottles of wine seemingly possessing free souls, drifting freely in the air. They could even converse with people in a humorous tone, a scene still deeply imprinted in her memory.

"Uh, all foods except hamburgers are off-limits?"

March 7th's gaze was fixed on the ice cream in front of her, her heart filled with doubt and confusion.

Upon closer inspection, apart from the unique floating characteristic that showcases the charm of Pinocchio, there was no trace of anything unusual about this ice cream.

From its appearance, it is simply a dazzling jewel in the culinary world, exuding an irresistible allure.

The delicate texture is like a work of art carefully sculpted by time, and the color matching is like a magnificent painting carefully mixed by a painter. Every detail tells people about its deliciousness and allure.

"No food other than hamburgers is allowed, especially ice cream... Who on earth came up with this bizarre rule? If the Star Core is secretly manipulating all of this, then every time I catch a glimpse of the Star Core, I'm afraid I'll involuntarily think of this inexplicable rule, and I'll probably never be able to look at it with a straight face again."

March 7th muttered to himself as he slowly stretched out his hand.

The hand paused slightly in mid-air, as if struggling with the last vestige of hesitation within its heart.

But after only a moment's hesitation, her fingers firmly gripped the ice cream cone. She tilted her head back slightly and gently brought the ice cream to her mouth.

In an instant, a wonderful taste, a blend of sweetness and coolness, bursts forth on her tongue like fireworks. The rich milky aroma, the refreshing fruity fragrance, and the perfect coolness instantly captivated her taste buds.

Her eyes lit up, as if sparkling stars were twinkling within them, and a satisfied and happy smile spread across her face. She couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of her heart, "Mmm, delicious!"

After the wonderful flavors blossomed on her tongue, the expected stern "correction" never materialized. The first thought that flashed through March 7's mind was to share this unexpected delicious surprise with Kiana.

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and her voice was full of enthusiasm: "Qibao, have a bite! This ice cream is absolutely amazing!"

Kiana simply shook her head gently, a faint smile on her lips, and softly declined, "No need, you can eat. I don't have much of an appetite."

March 7 tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with doubt, but she didn't insist too much, only muttering, "Alright, then I won't be polite."

Then, she happily immersed herself in the sweetness of the ice cream.

March 7th looks absolutely adorable right now.

She squinted her eyes slightly, her pink tongue gently protruding, like a well-behaved kitten licking delicious food.

His focused and contented expression made it seem as if the whole world had shrunk to just the three-colored ice cream in his hand.

Kiana watched her quietly, her smile growing wider. She slowly took out her phone from her pocket, pointed the camera at March 7, and with a soft "click," this beautiful moment was forever captured in her phone's photo album.

Time slipped by unnoticed, and on March 7th, she finally savored the last bite of ice cream. She licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, her contented expression seemingly conveying her inner joy.

"Nothing happened, did it?" she murmured to herself, her mind filled with doubt.

Could it really be as they suspected, that member of the hound family was deliberately trying to scare them? Or had something gone wrong during the investigation process? The two looked at each other, trying to find the answer in each other's eyes, but ultimately came up empty-handed.

Chapter 644 Trash Can? Where's the trash can?

On March 7th, I violated the rule that no food other than hamburgers, especially ice cream, was allowed, but there has been no sign of any correction...

“Since this rule hasn’t been triggered, let’s start verifying the next rule.” Kiana broke the silence first, her gaze firm and full of a desire to explore.

The two began to look around, their eyes carefully searching the area.

Finally, in the distance, the stage in the center of the park came into view. Although the place was deserted and empty, the stage still radiated a dazzling brilliance.

The dazzling lights reflected each other, as if warmly beckoning the singers to arrive, or perhaps silently recounting those wonderful moments of past performances.

“This rule seems quite normal,” March 7 said thoughtfully. “If this rule can be implemented, it seems to be a good thing for those stage performers. After all, not all audience members are so well-behaved. If someone goes on stage and causes trouble, it will definitely affect the entire performance.”

Kiana nodded slightly in agreement.

Their eyes were fixed on the stage, their hearts filled with anticipation and curiosity for the exploration to come, wondering what new and exciting things awaited them as they verified this rule.

"Huh?" March 7th let out a soft exclamation, his face full of confusion.

A hint of confusion was revealed in her bright eyes. She had thought everything would proceed smoothly according to the established procedure, but who could have imagined that such a strange situation would occur at this crucial moment of verification?

Every time I'm about to step onto the stage on March 7th, just as I'm about to walk under the lights, it feels like the world is reset and time is flowing backward.

"Eh?"

Undeterred, March 7 continued walking toward the stage, but no matter how many times she tried, the outcome remained unchanged.

If she and Kiana had remained stagnant, she wouldn't have been so persistent.

Instead, they will abandon the idea after verifying the rules, or seek other solutions.

But the truth is...

But she was the only one who was always blocked from going up to the stage.

As for Kiana, when she first traveled with March 7th, she sailed effortlessly on a calm lake, arriving at the very center of the stage, the most dazzling and focused position under the spotlight.

Just as March 7th was about to continue trying, her stomach churned, and the next moment...

Then, in the next moment, just like those drunkards who get completely wasted in Pinocchio and make a complete fool of themselves, a magnificent rainbow shot out of her mouth.

Then, a uniquely shaped, colorful tricolor ice cream appeared eerily in front of March 7th once again.

Kiana: ...

March 7th: ...

March 7th's face immediately turned ugly.

March 7's face instantly turned extremely pale, her once fair complexion now seemingly shrouded in gloom. She abruptly turned her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and looked pitifully at Kiana, who was shining brightly under the spotlight, and called out coquettishly, "Kiana~!"

"Now it seems the rules are all true, just with a slight delay?"

"Qibao!"

Seeing March 7's adorable puffed-up little face and her aggrieved expression, Kiana could no longer bear to stand on the stage and leisurely watch the play. She moved gracefully and quickly came to March 7's side, her slender fingers gently picking up a handkerchief and softly wiping the corner of March 7's mouth, which was not actually stained.

"Waaah, Qibao, it's bullying me!" March 7th pointed at the ice cream in front of her, complaining in a tearful voice.

ice cream:?

The ice cream in front of you can't speak, of course. If it could, seeing March 7th in this state, innocently pointing the finger at itself and inexplicably taking the blame, it would probably be heartbroken and even have the despairing thought of "I don't want to live anymore!"

Seeing that March 7th was still feeling unwell, Kiana quickly comforted her, "Isn't this a good thing? You got to enjoy the taste of ice cream without having to deal with its calories or filling your stomach!"

March 7th: ...

While Kiana's words do have some merit...

"Yeah, right! Who would want to experience that feeling!"

March 7th was a little angry, but she didn't vent her anger on Kiana. Instead, she angrily picked up the ice cream in front of her.

"Little March, do you still want to eat?"

"I won't eat it!"

March 7th, with puffed-out cheeks and holding an ice cream, walked towards the nearest trash can.

Clearly, March 7th had forgotten the rules written by the hound family members.

One of them is:

It is forbidden to throw trash into the trash can.

On March 7th, he lifted the trash can and threw the ice cream into it.

Just after the lid of the trash can was put on three months ago, the trash can started to shake, as if something was about to appear.

"Hey! What's going on?!"

The next moment, as if someone was inside, the lid opened and a golden ice cream was thrown out.

"Huh? Golden ice cream? Is this some kind of woodcutter's ice cream?"

However, regardless of whether the ice cream was actually made of gold or not, March 7th had no intention of picking it up.

After all, she's not a star.

On the other hand, the price of gold is not even as high as that of pretty stones by the roadside.

Split Gold Coin: I will use the name of wonders to drive the price of gold to rock bottom!

However, on March 7th, he still took out the camera from his pocket and took a picture.

Kiana also took out her phone and took a picture.

But unlike March 7th, she took out her phone and took a picture not of ice cream, but of a trash can.

Chizha Yuehaiyuyumao: Star, look, this is a magical trash can.

While at Origami University, promoting the great star of the bucket with other club members, I glanced at my phone and a question mark appeared above my head.

star:?

Chizha Yuehaiyuyu Cat: You can't throw trash into this trash can. Anything thrown in will turn into gold.

Xing: I'm coming right now!

It has to be said that Xing's love for trash cans has reached an almost obsessive and immeasurable level.

Kiana originally thought that it would take Xing at least half an hour to rush from Origami University to this park located at the Golden Hour.

But Xing, with her extraordinary love for trash cans, moved with incredible speed, arriving at the park where the two were in less than ten minutes.

"Trash can? Where's the trash can?"

Chapter 645 Besides not having trash in the trash can, no one can lie on the bed...