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After the pointed remark, Sunday's figure appeared in the picture.

He stood by the window, golden sunlight streaming through and falling on Sunday. Sunday was touching his chin with one hand, his face filled with sorrow.

With the halo above his head on Sunday, he looked like an angel who cared for the suffering of mankind and listened to the prayers of the world.

The beauty of this scene captivated many viewers.

"My goodness, this place is so beautiful!"

"A goddess has descended!!! Brother Zhou Tian, ​​you are so handsome!"

"Wow, so handsome! Will there be another chance to go into the pool on Sunday...?"

"I feel like he's already showing signs of becoming the final boss."

"I don't care about this or that, just start praying!"

In the storyline, Sunday is indeed listening to the prayers of believers.

May Your blessings be upon Your esteemed representative.

Come forward, family. I have asked Him to be with me.

The Celestial servant then recounted how he had served the Clover family for nearly ten years, only to accidentally spill his meal yesterday.

Out of negligence, he lied and claimed that everything was arranged properly. Although he was eventually dismissed, he was still restless and worried that the seeds of evil were sown in his heart.

I hereby confess to you in order to atone for my sins.

The first person to pray seemed unconcerned, and after inquiring on Sunday, he expressed his condolences.

The one who arrived next was the real heavyweight, and he hurriedly said something right away.

I...I wholeheartedly repent to you...Please forgive me!

It turns out this person had actually smuggled himself into Pinocchio. To buy a ferry ticket, he had sold everything he could—his house, land, and two children...

This left the audience completely bewildered.

"Holy crap, where did this birth come from?!"

"Good heavens, what do you mean by 'pursuing dreams and nurturing people'!"

"You even sold your own child, how dare you forgive Niu Niu!"

"Sunday: I'm so angry at this idiot.jpg"

At this moment, the panicked dream chaser even had his own set of excuses.

He said that if the child continued to stay with him, he would definitely starve to death, but if he sold him into slavery, at least he would have food to eat. He said he would definitely redeem the child once he became successful.

Now, the hound family has discovered him and is hunting him everywhere.

I...I wanted to bring all the children here! It's all my fault, it's all my fault...

At this moment, the all-encompassing Father Tongxie actually chose to withdraw the pursuit on Sunday, leaving a large number of question marks floating across the screen.

"Huh? You just released it like that, all fresh and clean?"

"Harmonious Divine Power!"

"Perhaps because there are members of the association present, they can tell whether someone is lying or not?"

"Harmony is like this: it embraces everything, but in the eyes of us ordinary people, it's absolutely too indulgent."

Next up was a wealthy businessman from Pipixi.

This person seemed to treat prayer as a mere formality, casually mentioning that he had wasted half a pizza and a bottle of Sorida for breakfast and asking for forgiveness.

On Sunday, as before, it was proposed to atone for the sins through good works.

Unexpectedly, the wealthy businessman was even more disdainful upon hearing this, stating that his family had no right to judge him, let alone on Sunday.

[Who doesn't know about your family's affairs? Forgot about the watchmaker? Get lost, you chicken-wing-headed fool, I'm not buying your act.]

[Enough to fool those dreamers, don't fool yourself too.]

Chapter 304 You're right, but that's just how Pinocchio is.

The god of nicknames had acquired yet another nickname in front of this boastful and wealthy businessman.

[From now on, before reciting those scriptures, think carefully... What is it that has brought the Oak family to its current status, that allows you to sit here, well-fed and clothed, high above, looking down on everyone?]

[Is today's confession time enough for me to get into the Harmony Paradise? Well, I'm off then. I hope you get elected, hmph... don't make me lose money.]

The audience was puzzled by the wealthy businessman's arrogant attitude towards Sunday.

"Damn, who is this guy? How dare he take advantage of me?"

"Listening to these kinds of ghosts and demons' prayers all day long must be quite stressful on Sundays, right?"

"Listen to this rascal spouting nonsense before Sunday, and then having to put up with it on Sunday... Oh no! Say more, I need to visualize it!"

"Damn caterpillar, why do you have such a vivid imagination!"

These rambling prayers did indeed leave Sunday feeling lost, prompting her to constantly question the three facets of her soul.

If the power and wealth of the strong can cover up crimes, who can bring them to justice?

If the vulnerable must pay any price to survive, who can guarantee their rights?

If even the purest and kindest souls can make mistakes, who can offer them solace?

If, indeed, the strong aiding the weak is the foundation of paradise...

Who left them to wail in sorrow on earth?

This inner question from Sunday is like that of an angel who cannot bear to see the suffering of all living beings, and even has a kind of divine judgment over all living beings.

This further reinforces the belief that the final boss is related to order.

It wasn't until a robin called out "Brother!" that Sunday gradually came to her senses.

At this moment, Sunday and the robin are preparing to go and negotiate with the dream master, when they encounter a drunken Pinocchio man on the way.

This is yet another dreamer who sold all his possessions to come to Pinocone, and now he is immersed in the beauty of Sulfa, just like the dreamer in the prayer before.

But the robin's view of such people is completely different from Sunday's.

Why do people live like this in a place that should be a dream?

That gentleman just now...wasn't happy at all.

No matter how sweet a dream may be, it's still an unseen and intangible illusion, yet he treated it as his only option for survival, even sacrificing his future in reality... This is not living at all.

The robin's explanation is clearly more acceptable at this moment, since dreams always end and no one can stay in a dream forever.

Even Pinocchio is a dreamlike place that requires wealth to stay in.

But what Sunday said next made people think deeply.

Actually, that's not the case. Even without Pinocchio, people would still live in their own illusions, an illusion called self-worth.

People often believe they are destined to achieve a certain value, and that earning that value equates to great power; conversely, those deemed worthless are relegated to the status of weaklings.

However, value is not created out of thin air, and its totality has an upper limit.

To realize so-called value, people must plunder from others. In this way, the weak are exploited and oppressed... Things should not be like this.

Ironically, people still regard that vague sense of self-worth as the ultimate standard, even the weak believe so.

Survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle—all the tragedies of the world stem from this.

Pinocone is a haven for those who want to escape from it.

There is no tragedy here, only happiness—though it is only in its embryonic stage, isn't this exactly the paradise we envision?

These words made the audience's beliefs begin to waver.

"Wow, Sunday's point really makes sense!"

"Although the brother and sister share the same ideals, their underlying principles differ."

"I can't take it anymore, I feel like Sunday is going to instill some weird ideas in me!"

"This is an attempt to create an ideal world."

“You’re right, but this is Pinocchio. The minimum room rate is 10 credits a day. A 5 credit outside costs 5 credits here. And if you just order a few dishes at the restaurant, the bill will be... ahhhhhh!”

"I almost laughed when I heard Sunday talk about the amusement park. In the side quest, even the locals in Pinocchio couldn't make a living and wanted to escape."

"Ideals are ideals, but they feel somewhat detached from reality, too extreme. All he saw were people praying."

"What if staying at Pinocchio was free?"

"Then this dream is really big!"

Then, while waiting for the dreamer to appear, Sunday continued to explore the streets with the robin to learn more about the guests.

Some came to Pinocchio simply to enjoy themselves and didn't want to go back, while others were elderly people who were injured and paralyzed and could only move freely through their dreams.

Although dreams have limitations, guests may leave due to room fees, and the pain cannot be truly eradicated from reality, this is what Sunday seems.

There's always a way—Pinocconi is on the right track.

However, this composure vanished after Hanabi, disguised as a robin, revealed her true form.

[Pinocone, the land of dreams... Is this what the paradise you two siblings wanted to look like?]

That sarcastic tone made Sunday frown.

【...shut up! 】

[Hey, are you in a hurry, Chicken Wing Boy? Did I hit a nerve?]

As if holding a script, Hanabi always seemed to know everything, reminding the robin before leaving.

Can people who live in a dream world truly escape suffering and attain true happiness?

In the end, Hanabi left behind two buttons that guaranteed each other's destruction before departing.

The robin has also begun to notice something is wrong with his brother, and their ideas are starting to clash.

In the robin's view, Pinocchio did not give these people a future; on the contrary, it took away their future.

Before that, you need to know... not everyone can make it to the future.

Just like the playful pigeon the two of them had rescued, after being treated, the pigeon eventually fell to the ground in front of the window.

[This is the problem: if some fledglings never learn to fly, how can we say that the sky is their destiny?]

This clash of ideas, which had nothing to do with right or wrong, left many viewers deep in thought.

Neither brother nor sister could convince the other, until finally the robin asked.

If my brother believes that even harmony cannot save the weak from their plight, then which star god can fulfill our ideals?

Instead of answering directly on Sunday, he sighed and looked up at the sky.

People often forget the hopes and expectations the world had for the first bird when it took to the skies...

From that time on, no more fledglings fell to their deaths.

Chapter 305 The pioneering ghost fire warrior and the pure and beautiful street boy merge into one.

As Sunday narrates, the screen goes black, and the voices of the brother and sister when they were children appear.

The robin said he wanted to be a tuner, so Sunday also said he wanted to be a tuner.

[Brother...don't you have any wishes of your own?]

Of course there is. But...that also includes your wish, and everyone's wish. It would be a true paradise, where everyone can find peace.

This great and benevolent ideal makes it hard to say that Sunday's idea is wrong.

Listening to Sunday's philosophy reminded March 7th, who was holding Pam, of that dream of eating, drinking, and shopping spree. So he shook Pam in his arms and asked.

"Hey, conductor, if there were a dream where there were endless fragrant and crispy Pam Pie, would you still be willing to come back to the train?"

Upon hearing this, Pam, who was sitting on March 7's lap, was stunned and couldn't help but start to imagine that wonderful scene.

"Pa, how could you have such a dream? March passenger, you must be joking!"

Shaking her head and resisting the temptation, Pam rejected the unrealistic dream.