Xing Tie, my abstract thinking ability is refreshed every week.

'Mr. Rogue...'

The robin was pale, its bright green eyes never leaving the theater entrance for even a moment.

With "order" seemingly on the horizon, will he come?

She didn't know the answer to that question.

Venus will come.

Whether they can arrive in time remains uncertain.

Chadwick's situation was too complicated, and an unexpected incident blocked their way.

She wasn't a funeral director, so she couldn't see what the future held.

However, she unilaterally believed that he would not be absent.

'Mr. Ranger… I so regret that I won't be able to witness the future of Pinocchio with you…'

The robin felt quite guilty.

With "order" nearing completion, it remains to be seen whether she will be able to maintain her composure and rationality.

Only he and she were willing to go against the tide.

If even she leaves halfway through...

This is equivalent to dumping all of Pinocchio's mess on Chang Gung alone.

How could I possibly let her feel guilty?

'Mr. Rogue…'

It's a bit selfish, though.

But please allow me to stake my future on you...

The robin had no one else to rely on.

If it were you, you could definitely stop your brother and save Pinocchio!

She never worried that the wandering knights would be bound by "order".

Chang Gung's unwavering belief was something she had witnessed firsthand.

He hates counterfeit goods the most, so he will never be drawn into false illusions no matter what!

All she was worried about was his safety.

Sunday brought "order".

Not only does it have the support of its "family," but it also benefits from the large number of tourists visiting Pinocchio.

If we don't stop it now.

The enemy that Chang Geng will face after that can be described as "Taiyi" who is half-resurrected and personally present!

Even if Chang Geng is powerful, he is still just a "commander".

Can he really win against a remnant of a "Star God"?

squeak!

When the robin is worrying about the sky falling.

A sound that stood out starkly in the otherwise desolate environment suddenly rang out.

The theater entrance doors were wide open, as if they had been pushed open.

The light from outside then streamed into the enclosed space.

When you are at your loneliest and most hopeless, there will always be a door that opens beside you.

The robin waited a long time.

At her most isolated and helpless moment—

The door opened.

"It looks lively. How about I join you?"

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P.S.: Book recommendation

The scoring superpower he acquired since childhood has suddenly mutated, allowing him to help a beautiful girl increase her score and earn rewards?

What a joke! I, Amamiya Gen, have seen countless people and given thousands of scores. Controlling these few girls would be a piece of cake!

Heh heh, let me see what kind of guys these are.

What does it mean to be a runaway heiress who is awkward in raising her father and is good at everything?

What defines a super-duper, ultimate socially awkward genius guitarist?

What does it mean to be an icy, sharp-tongued, arrogant, idealistic "Yorozuya-san" (a woman who does everything herself)?

What is a tsundere H-doujinshi artist who is all bark and no bite?

Are there any humans left in here?

What do you mean, "you"? My commentary is definitely correct, do you have any objections?

No talking back!

No, girl, why are you talking back like that?

"I'm a master at rating crossover anime, what's your score?"

Volume 1: NO.94: Super Big Cup (5k5)

"It looks lively. How about I join you?"

A clear male voice echoed in the silent theater, accompanied by the continuous footsteps.

"Mr. Rogue!"

The robin chirped with relief, and the worry on her face vanished in an instant.

Chang Geng did not respond.

Xu, carrying a patrol sling over his shoulder, glanced left and right along the way.

Do you think it's fun to arbitrarily change a person's body shape?

After reaching the robin directly in front of him, Chang Geng withdrew his gaze.

"What do you consider human life to be?"

He coldly pressed for details about Sunday, who was not present.

“I do not accept unwarranted questions, sir.”

The chanting of "The One" was suspended on Sunday.

"There will be no casualties in my paradise."

He answered his question on Sunday.

"You only see the illusion, and you are deceived by it."

"And they firmly believed in what they saw, completely failing to see beyond the surface to the true essence."

I sat down with him on Sunday and we discussed philosophy.

"Sir, I have neither altered anyone's form nor taken anyone's life."

What you see is only what I want you to see.

He spoke calmly on Sunday, as if he had plenty of confidence.

"Five million eight hundred and seventy-four hundred and thirty-two."

"This is the number of visitors present today, from the moment they stepped into this grand theater."

"They were already one with the 107,336 'family' members, all of whom have been incorporated into me, becoming a conceptual entity embodying the 'Taiyi' ideal."

"I call this concept existence, the spiritual Adam."

I spoke calmly and patiently on Sunday.

“I have not toyed with anyone’s life, because the people in this grand theater have long been one with me.”

"These Dream Theatre troupes present are merely manifestations of the power of 'Harmony,' and what I need to do is revive 'Order' beyond 'Harmony'!"

Sunday's voice still sounded confident.

"What are you babbling about? What champion are you talking about?"

Chang Geng didn't listen to a word he said.

He's a super big cup!

In his eyes, Sunday, this guy who relies on external forces, doesn't even deserve to be rated as a cup-level contestant.

Anyway, he'll die after the dream ends, so is there any need to pay attention to him?

Even saying something that goes in one ear and out the other is considered respecting him.

His attitude towards those who dream of becoming superstars has always been...

I'm too lazy to listen, and I'm not qualified to speak.

What you do is none of my business.

After speaking, Chang Geng walked past the robin and stood in front of the microphone.

"I've come here for only three things."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Geng shouted into the microphone.

"Fairness, fairness, it's still O's fairness!"

His shouts echoed throughout the theater.

The members of the Dream Interruption Troupe, who looked like tuners, sat in their seats, still like puppets, and did not react to Chang Geng's words.

Only March 7th clapped quietly on the sidelines.

"In my paradise, fairness is the absolute first condition. What are you trying to say, Rogue?"

Sunday responded to his shout.

"Your paradise?"

Chang Geng spoke in a completely indifferent tone.

"Your Paradise is always ineffective, its mechanics are garbage and full of limitations, not to mention its versatility. It's a complete mess and won't impress any streamers at all."

This is the epitome of a Sigma man.

"What gives you the audacity to make such a judgment?"

On Sunday, they defiantly retaliated against the past.

"My figures are accurate."

Chang Geng never gave him a second glance.

Those who can only live in dreams are especially pitiful, let alone those who live in a dream within a dream.

If you have the ability, then turn your ideals into reality.

To transform an imperfect world into the way we want it to be, just like the revolutionaries of the Sea Patrol.

Instead of deceiving yourself and fooling yourself with dreams.

Although he didn't know what the concept of Sunday was.

But whatever it may be, if he truly decides to overthrow the entire world for the sake of his ideals...

Chang Geng would at least give him a second glance.

Just like a robin.

Although her strength is limited, she is still striving for her ideals.