Star Dome Simulator: Start with Girlfriend Firefly.

Sunday looked at everyone and told them his philosophy, "It's too abstract to just describe the idea. Let me give you a simple example. You may know that in some worlds there is a social operation system called a two-day weekend or a three-day weekend."

"On the hard-earned rest days, people can be relieved from the pressure of life and return to the peace of mind. Only on such days, people do not have to face the law of the jungle and can live happily in these few short days. It's a pity... two or three days and nights are still too short compared to the long life."

"In my opinion, the ideal system of society should be seven days off, and the day after Sunday is the second, third, and even forever another Sunday - this is the face of the new world, an eternal day of peace with nothing to do."

"Thus, everyone can return to their original position in Paradise. Some people look up at the Milky Way, concentrating on calculating the distance between the isolated world of Pedi Gana and us, while others hug each other in the corner without having to bear any extra responsibilities..."

“No longer having to endure the pain of reality, only in this way can human beings face the destined ending with the highest attitude and live a life full of dignity. This is living happily.”

Watching Sunday firmly describe what paradise looks like in his mind.

Xing touched her chin and scratched her head, feeling a little confused. After all, in the short period of more than a month, she had never experienced what it was like to have two or three days off a week.

Coming from another world where people generally have only one day off per day, Luo Ming can easily understand how tempting Sunday's "ambition" is.

At the same time, I sneered at it because it was the usual black and white Sunday.

The development of civilization is the result of the efforts of generations. It is true that one-day or two-day off is too exploitative and needs to be changed, but seven days off is simply an empty promise without any meaning.

With the help of the power of order, Sunday might be able to create this paradise at the cost of all the people in Pinocchio becoming puppets.

However, some of the higher-dimensional lives that proposed this concept did nothing at all. They just wasted a little saliva and shouted a slogan that is impossible to achieve and has no meaning, trying to make people agree with it and support it. This is really worth pondering.

At this time.

Sunday looked at Liuying, trying to prove his point through her, "Ms. Liuying, you who suffer from atrophy must understand what this means, right?"

Only in dreams can Firefly live meaningfully as a 'Firefly' rather than a mecha warrior.

Perhaps before, she could not give any words to refute Sunday, but now, she no longer lingers on why life is asleep.

San Yue Qi scratched his head and said in distress: "It sounds... as if it is impeccable..."

Luo Ming looked at her with some disdain, "For a person with your limited brain capacity, it is indeed impeccable."

San Yue Qi got furious and glared at him, "What do you mean? Are you mocking me for being stupid again? If you have the guts, just refute it!"

"Okay."

Luo Ming looked at Sunday with a smile, "So, what is the price of this paradise you described? It is known that the average asset of Pinocchio guests is 3.5 billion yuan. I don't know how many people have lost their fortunes just by buying a ticket."

"There are indeed many unreasonable aspects of many systems in the universe, but in the final analysis, it still comes down to one sentence: creating value through labor. You keep saying that you want everyone to have seven days off, and energy is conserved. May I ask, what price do people who live a carefree life in your paradise have to pay?"

Sunday shook his head. "The price is insignificant. It is just a permanent martyrdom for me personally. If this paradise is to be maintained for all, one person must fall into solitary wakefulness until the end of the universe."

"'Lonely' sobriety."

Luo Ming was too lazy to waste any more words.

He thought of a stupid topic from his previous life, which was to permanently lower everyone's IQ so that they would not have any troubles and could live happily. And the "person" who brought up this topic would naturally be the only one with a normal IQ, because he would have to "work hard" to keep this social system running.

Sunday said that he wanted to be "permanently martyred" and become the only sober person, which was also putting himself in the position of God.

At this time, Liuying also stood up and said, "Awake? In other words, that paradise is still a dream. Entering paradise means giving up reality, right?"

Sunday turned his back to the crowd and shook his head: "This is not giving up, but transcendence. Flesh and blood are weak. If material is the root of spiritual suffering, then we should overcome it."

“But in such happiness, people never overcome suffering, and they forever lose the opportunity to overcome suffering. In other words… this is escapism.”

In reality, Akivalli set out from Pegana and traveled across the Milky Way, but in Sunday's dream, he could only calculate the distance to Pegana day by day.

"You may think so, but it is not shameful to escape. On the contrary, there is a seed of escape in everyone's heart."

Sunday's belief is so firm that it can even be said to have merged with his flesh and blood soul. "Miss Liuying feels the same way. The reason why life is sleeping is because people are afraid to wake up from their dreams. But this does not conflict with the great cause. Only by acknowledging this can we understand the weakness of human nature, and then tolerate and protect it."

San Yue Qi couldn't help but whispered, "Even if what you said is true, not everyone wants others to choose to escape for them, right?"

Liuying was not affected at all. "I live for myself. In my opinion, it is natural for people to make choices for themselves. It is also their birthright."

"Perhaps escaping is the nature of the weak, but who is a weak person... should not be defined by others. Do you think I should also be classified as a weak person in your eyes? I don't think so."

Ji Zi and the others all looked at Liu Ying, with recognition and praise in their eyes.

Sunday closed his eyes and didn't say anything in rebuttal.

"Since Miss Liuying has expressed her point of view."

Ji Zi looked at Sunday and said calmly, "Then the Star Train will naturally give us our answer. Xing, I leave it to you. Just like Mr. Mikhail instructed, tell him our choice."

Xing nodded, then stepped forward, took out the watchmaker's hat and put it on his head.

Clock Boy jumped out and followed Xing without hesitation.

Ji Zi and the others all stepped forward and faced Sunday. "The so-called pioneering is to follow the path that has not been completed by predecessors and go a longer distance..."

"The Pinocchio in Mikhail's dream definitely does not belong to the Order!"

Luo Ming, Ji Zi, Liu Ying, Sannianqi, and Xing, who was wearing a hat that inherited the meaning of pioneering, stood side by side in a row, looking directly at Sunday, which represented order.

In a trance.

A star god emitting endless harmonious light appeared and cast a look of approval.