Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

[March 7th: What, you know him?]

[Yan Huan: I don't know her, we're not familiar with each other!]

[Walter: I also made some unpleasant discoveries. The situation is complicated, and it would be best to discuss it in person.]

[Himeko: Me too]

[Himeko: It seems it's time to return to reality.]

[Himeko: Let's meet in my room.]

Yan Huan put away her phone, slowly stood up, and said to Liu Ying:

"Okay, let's break up the meeting!"

"Are you going back?" Liu Ying asked.

Time flies.

"Actually, I'm also planning to go back to reality and rest... Let's go, we'll part ways at the [golden moment]."

The two then traveled from the border of Zhumeng back to the city center. Having gained experience, they walked much faster this time.

About half an hour later, we arrived at our destination.

"..."

Looking at the empty streets around her, Yan Huan stood there, speechless.

Liu Ying gradually sensed that something was amiss.

How could there be no one in such a bustling area during prime time?

"Hey, big brother, why are you so stubborn..."

A familiar voice came from behind.

The two turned around and found that Hanabi had been waiting there for a long time.

She crossed her arms and glanced at Liuying with obvious displeasure:

Is this girl really that good?

Liu Ying quickly stepped in front of Yan Huan, her gaze resolute:

"Be careful, I have a bad feeling."

"Hmph, you're still pretending." Hanabi was almost laughing in exasperation.

"You want to protect Big Brother? What makes you think you can? Does he need your protection?"

"Or is it some kind of instinct?"

"Why? Are you two so close?"

"Are you asking for a beating?" Yan Huan pulled away from Liu Ying and silently walked towards Hua Huo.

"I can hang out with whoever I want, what right do you have to bastard?"

"Uh...that's not what I meant, boss." Hanabi shook her head and smiled slightly.

“I haven’t been like her lately, just playing around. I’ve been diligently looking for clues.”

Chapter 653 Oh ho, there are even bullet comments?

"Big brother, we can't fall behind the main force!"

"Companies, families, Flowing Light Memory Court, Sea Patrol Knights... so many forces are constantly leading the way in Pinocchio."

"It's time for us to set off!"

"Let's set off?" Yan Huan asked with great interest.

Where do you want me to go?

"Where else could we go? You've always known, haven't you, big brother?" Huahuo approached Yan Huan with a grin and said:

"Isn't the Daydream Hotel in my dream suspicious enough?"

"It's suspicious, but I don't want to go."

Yan Huan is very lazy:

"I have to go back to my meeting. Maybe I can leave after our meeting ends. You Masked Fools should wait a little longer."

"We can't delay any longer!"

In her haste, Fireworks glanced quickly at Firefly, and a strange power suddenly burst forth.

"Brother, I'll take this little girl and head out first!"

The next moment, Firework rushed towards Firefly, and the two disappeared from the spot the instant they made contact.

All that remained on the ground was a set of dream coordinates.

"...Damn, they really know how to have fun."

Yan Huan had no choice but to move there according to the coordinates.

……

The Daydream Hotel in a Dream.

Yan Huan came here once again.

"No, this isn't the room I was in before."

The surrounding environment was somewhat unfamiliar.

The most distinctive feature is that there are clocks everywhere in the room.

The only problem is that the clock's shape is a bit distorted.

Gradually, Yan Huan heard strange shouts, and words appeared before her eyes.

'Mikhail, are you in there? '

It's like a comment section with voiceover.

"..."

The sound seemed both very close and very far away.

On the table next to them, there was a two-person afternoon tea set.

'Mikhail, where have you been?' The comments appeared again.

Yan Huan came to the tea table.

There's nothing special about this place.

He then went to the counter next to him to investigate.

The table was filled with strangely shaped and twisted clocks, and at the same time, that voice echoed in Yan Huan's mind again.

It's so quiet, only the ticking of the clock can be heard.

A clock in front of the counter started to stir, its hands beginning to spin rapidly...

If Yan Huan hadn't been unable to sense any spatial distortion, she would have almost thought this thing could take her through time and back to a certain point in time.

The next moment, the dial made a sound again, as if recording a message.

Why, why did things turn out this way...?

[Calm down...it's just me now.]

I must fulfill his dying wish; I must do it...

[But...how can I do that...how is it even possible for me to do that?]

[Sigh...is there no one who can lend me a hand?]

This seems to be a voice from the past, preserved here because of the overwhelming amount of memory in the dream.

"Mikhail?"

Yan Huan crossed her arms and pondered:

"The information contained in these voices should refer to Mikhail's unexplained departure or disappearance, leaving a heavy burden to a teammate..."

"And this teammate seems a bit unskilled, he doesn't seem very confident in himself..."

After piecing together the clues, Yan Huan continued forward.

[Tick-tock...]

[Tick-tock...]

The sound of clock hands ticking could be heard all around. When Yan Huan arrived at the door, that childish voice rang out again.

"The door isn't locked..." a childish voice said.

"That voice, it must be Misha, right?" Yan Huan narrowed her eyes.

In other words, Misha had also explored the room just like he had.

After opening the door, Yan Huan saw a familiar figure.

"What a coincidence, you're here too."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the voice, the silver-haired girl turned around and looked at Yan Huan:

"Ah... so you're here too."

Yan Huan nodded and joined Liu Ying:

"This place seems different from the Dream Daydream Hotel I've been to before... It seems to be someone's dream."

"A dream?" Liu Ying asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, and it's not like the Golden Hour, a collective dream, but rather a purely personal one."