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【希儿：Has Mr. Mikhail ever regretted staying in Asdena? 】

[Misha: I have never regretted my choice, and I believe the same goes for Tiernan and Azarina, but... we still miss the time we spent on the train.]

The scene switched, and the clock in the center of the picture reached the second to last frame.

In a room, an elderly man was walking towards the door with slow but firm steps. At this moment, Gallagher's anxious voice came from behind the old man: "Old man, where are you going?"

Hearing the voice, the elderly Mikhail slowly turned around with a look of surprise on his face: "Oh, so you are here?"

Gallagher walked up to him nervously "Answer my question, what do you want to do?"

Mikhail smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Gallagher, I just thought of a brilliant idea, do you want to hear it?"

But Gallagher didn't buy it. He frowned and said seriously: "Come on! Which of your ideas is not pushing yourself into the fire pit? Old man, don't blame me for speaking harshly. You are the only hero left among the heroes of Pinocchio."

"If you die, the secret of the star core... will never see the light of day again."

Mikhail nodded in agreement. "Yes, I'm afraid we have nowhere else to go in Pinoconi. So we can only look beyond Asdena."

He explained: "We're going to have a big event, and the reason is 'The Heritage of the Watchmaker.' And... send out an invitation to the whole galaxy, and gather people here."

Gallagher frowned. "Are you planning to throw out all your hopes with your family?"

"Don't we still have you, my friend? Haha, this is very difficult, but along the way, what hasn't been easy? Oh, by the way, no matter what method you use, remember..."

When it came to the key point, Mikhail paused deliberately and emphasized in a firm tone: "The invitation letter must be sent to the Star Train."

[Esther: The watchmaker's legacy, a great 'lie', a great 'pioneering']

[Dan Heng: Until the end, I always believe that my companions will achieve their dreams and careers...even if we have never met or contacted each other.]

【Fu Xuan: This is Sunday’s biggest mistake. He overestimated his own strength and underestimated will and human nature.】

The scene switched again, and the clock in the picture still reached the end, just like Mikhail's life, it had also reached the end.

The Clock Boy looked at Mikhail sitting in a wheelchair and asked cheerfully, "Misha! Where are you going?"

[Jizi: Mikhail's life is moving forward, and everyone is asking him, where are you going? ]

【Jizi: But he gave his own answer. 】

At this time, Mikhail came back to his senses, looked into the distance with a confused look, and then whispered: "Well, watch boy, take me to Liumeng Reef..."

"Last night, I had a very long dream about the day we met. I wanted to record that dream."

Clock Kid asked in confusion, "Record it... for what?"

"So that I don't forget something. Clock Boy, do you remember how you got your name?"

The Clock Boy nodded vigorously and replied, "Of course I remember! You told me that when you were a child you lived in the clock room, and those wall clocks and pocket watches accompanied you as you grew up. They were your best friends!"

Mikhail explained softly: "Yes, but I didn't tell you that there is a wonderful misunderstanding behind this story."

"I was still a child at that time. In my memory, there is a special pocket watch. It always accompanies my grandfather, follows him on his voyages, and points the way for him in every adventure story."

[Su Shang: Aren’t watches supposed to be used to tell time? How can they tell directions? ]

[Xing: A pocket watch that guides the direction?]

[Ling Ke: Should it be 'compass'? ]

"I also want to have such a pocket watch, and then, you appeared in my dream."

The Clock Boy nodded repeatedly: "Yes, every night, we will board the Compass and set sail together!"

Mikhail continued to explain patiently with a smile: "But you know what? It was not until the day my grandfather gave it to me that I suddenly realized that it was not a pocket watch..."

“It’s a compass.”

"So your name should be "Compass Boy"..."

“And the ‘watchmaker’ is… the ‘nameless guest’.”

[Su Shang: Huh? Why is the watchmaker an unknown guest? Is there something I don’t understand? ]

[March 7: Indeed...it sounds like I'm a little confused too, Sister Jizi.]

[Jizi: Pocket watch of time, compass of space and direction]

[Doctor of Truth: The compass is seen as a pocket watch, and the name of the watchmaker means that he can be seen as an unknown person. The passing of time represents always pointing forward.]

[Walter: In fact, there is another interpretation that a clock is equivalent to a compass, and the watchmaker who repairs the clock is the anonymous guest who never stops.]

........

The memories ended, and Misha stood in the garden of Liumengjiao, looking at the moonlight in the sky. The bright moon in the night sky was like a silver plate, casting a cool light, illuminating the entire garden. Not far away, a wheelchair was quietly placed there, as if silently waiting for its owner to sit down forever.

Clock Kid still grinned, as if full of expectations for the future: "We have arrived at Liumeng Reef. Then, where should we go?"

Misha looked around with some nostalgia, and then said slowly: "Watch Boy, I probably... won't go there again."

After saying that, Misha walked towards the chair in front with heavy steps. His eyes gradually became cloudy, as if he had lost the luster of life. He muttered to himself: "I have walked far enough. It's time to take a short break..."

Clock Boy was still cheerful, and didn't seem to notice Misha's change. He smiled and said, "Oh, then wait until you have rested, and then we will set off again?"

Misha shook her head slowly and answered calmly, "No, I will probably stay here. And then... it will be over."

The smile on Clock Boy's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of astonishment. He widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "End? Misha, what do you mean? You clearly said that the "exploration" journey will never end. "