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"The next step is the third and final decision," Sunday's voice continued, "and this time the story... belongs to me."

This story happened on the day I took office as the head of the Oak family. At that time, Mr. Gopherwood had become the current dream master, and at his request, we had a private conversation.

To my surprise, the dream master only brought me one letter. He asked me to read the contents of the letter, and the letter... was from my sister.

The letter contained nothing more than daily greetings, along with her experiences in various worlds. Just as I was wondering what the letter had to do with the meeting, the dreamer spoke.

"Do you know who wrote this letter?"

In the picture, the dreamer stood in front of Sunday with his eyes downcast, while Sunday looked happy. After reading the letter, he folded it carefully.

"Of course it was my sister's work. Why did the dream master come to visit my brother and I for our daily chores?" His tone and voice were slightly excited and upbeat.

The dreamer continued, "In order to help you understand this matter more deeply, do you know where the robin is now?"

Sunday thought for a moment and responded: "According to the content of the letter...it should be Kaspernyat-8? She is cruising there..."

The dreamer revealed the truth: "Yes. Did she mention the stray bullet?"

"Stray bullet...? What?" Sunday's hands became extremely stiff in an instant, and the joy that was originally on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The dreamer elaborated on the specific situation in detail: "A war broke out on that planet. That's why the robin chose that place as her destination... In order to spread "harmony" and save lives on the planet, she went to the front line in person."

[Hook: Um...why did Sister Robin go to the front line? Does she have the ability to protect everyone? ]

[Seele: Miss Robin is really practicing harmony and using the strong to support the weak]

[Potio: Well, if human free will is trustworthy, then what is the point of having sea rangers?]

"She hoped to soothe people's pain with her singing, and was willing to use her own flesh and blood to provide support for the company's relief supplies delivery... Unfortunately, stray bullets are merciless."

Sunday clenched the letter in his hand tightly and asked, "How is she now?"

"If the operation was successful, you should be recuperating in the field hospital now." The dream master said slowly with a look of relief on his face:

"Star God, the bullet went straight into her neck... But perhaps it was a reward for her daily practice of 'harmony', so the bullet didn't hurt her vitals. Once you've dealt with the trivial matters, you'd better write back to her as soon as possible."

Sunday's face was full of anger, and he said anxiously: "Those... damn barbarians! I will pack my bags now... Thank you for telling me this, Mr. Gopherwood!"

[Xing: Pack your luggage..We are going to the scene directly by spaceship. ]

[Natasha: The bullet went straight into my neck... I'm still alive. I can only say that I'm blessed by the Star God.]

[Hanabi: 'Damn barbarian' hahahaha, I've been holding it in for so long and I can't even curse. This is so interesting. Do you want me to teach you a few words? ]

[Golden Sand: Tsk... So this is why he completely turned to the side of order? ]

[March 7: At first I just thought he was a perverse guy, but now it seems that maybe he just has different ideas]

As the screen paused, the past story also came to an end.

Sunday paused, as if recalling something, and then continued: "Now, you know why she always wears such complicated necklaces."

Sanyueqi showed an expression of disbelief and whispered softly: "How could this happen... Miss Robin..."

Sunday sighed slightly and said, "It's a thing of the past. You don't have to worry about it. I shared this just to hope that you understand the limitations and difficulties of "harmony". No matter how great the vision of "helping the weak with the strong" is, it is often just wishful thinking. "

He swept his eyes over the crowd and continued slowly, "Similarly, I have prepared one last question for you, one last choice. But don't worry, this choice will not bring any heavy consequences."

"In fact, nothing will happen. Because this is just a fantasy, a nightmare that has haunted me for countless nights - if you have the opportunity to make the same choice as me..."

"Will you still support Robin in his journey to "Harmony"?"

[Huang Quan: This is her own choice, just like the inquiry before everything started.]

[Jizi: As long as you make a decision that you think you won't regret, that's enough. ]

[Jepard: As a relative, this is indeed a difficult question]

[Xing: If it were you, what would you choose? ]

[Jepard: I...I would probably choose to remind, advise, care for her, and maybe feel sad for her injury, but I won't stop her from doing what she wants to do.]

[Ji Zi: Me too. If she really makes her own decision and embarks on her own journey, I will silently bless her and try my best to protect her safety.]

[Robin: Brother... I know you are watching. I have never regretted embarking on the journey of harmony. For our ideal paradise, I am willing to fight for it... even if it means sacrifice.]

【Sunday: . . . I know, but it's too late now.】

【Sunday: Sorry, robin.】

【Mockingbird: What does it mean that it's too late? What are you going to do? 】

【Robin: Brother? Brother! 】

Then Sunday disappeared again, as if he had never spoken.

In the live broadcast room, the four people continued to gather together to discuss:

Ji Zi said: "I always feel that I have dreamed of similar scenes on some nights. In the dream, I saw a group of blurry faces. Although I don't know who they are, we are like family. We have been fighting against some transcendent existence..."

"I clearly remember their confusion and fear...but I also remember that in that dream they never chose to give up - just like Miss Mockingbird."

"Xing, if you are confused about Mr. Sunday's question, look for the answer from your own experience."

【Walter: Hiss...】

[Xing: Hey, Uncle Yang's expression just twisted a little, is there something wrong with this dream? ]

[Walter: No... nothing, it just reminded me of some past events]

[March 7: Uncle Yang has so many mysteries in his past. Could it be that Uncle Yang was once a fictional historian or a riddle teller?]

[Ji Zi: If he doesn't want to say it, forget it, Xiao Sanyue, when we should know, he will tell us. ]