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After giving up investigating the statue, the group continued to move forward. After carefully passing through the layers of red curtains and climbing the stairs step by step, they still did not see any trace of other people, and San Yueqi sighed helplessly.

"I have a strange feeling that we may have come to the wrong place."

Ji Zi shook her head and replied: "There shouldn't be another 'Grand Theater' in this dream."

Sanyueqi grumbled in dissatisfaction: "So Sunday is just trying to trick us? We agreed to have a showdown on the stage, why is everyone gone?"

At this moment, Sunday's voice suddenly echoed in the air. At the same time, a background music similar to the sound of an organ sounded, and the voice seemed to come from all directions: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, Miss March Seven."

"You scared me! Where are you talking?"

"I will be waiting for you behind the curtain. Before the grand ceremony begins, in accordance with the ancient tradition of Asdena, I would like to invite you to watch three prologues together."

[Xing: This... is what it means to follow one's words? It's worthy of being March 7th. ]

[Hua Huo: He has his own background music when he speaks. This is the man with the speaker.]

[Kafka: This music... has a strange feeling.]

[March 7: Yes, this music always makes me feel uncomfortable...]

“History is a mirror that reflects the truest face of the universe. We can also take this opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of the history of Pinocchio and the Star Gods.”

“And the outline of the future is naturally revealed in it.”

"Let's start from the beginning of the world."

[Sambo: Do ​​you have to start with the Big Bang?]

[March 7: Okay, now I really have to start from the beginning. Do I have to take another history lesson?]

"Since the Twilight War, the sky has been empty and the earth is in chaos."

"To teach the universe to be knowable, the Order Taiyi was born."

“This is the first day.”

As the few people walked forward, they continued to listen to Sunday's narration of history which sounded like scripture.

“He took the nebula and made a plectrum, and built a harp with black and white keys.”

""Hit the white keys and the sun will rise, hit the black keys and the moon will rise.""

“So the day and the night came into being. That was the second day.”

[Su Shang: Is this some kind of missionary ceremony? I feel dizzy just hearing it.]

[Walter: It should be a scripture written by the believers of order. It’s okay to listen to it, but it’s hard to say how much truth there is.]

[Hanabi: What will happen if the white key and the black key are pressed together? ]

【Walter: ... a very novel way of thinking. 】

Along with Sunday's voice, the scenery in front of me changed, and a huge space filled with endless picture frames, purple, clocks and other elements was formed.

"You are guests who have come from afar. I don't want to see you in battle. So before everything becomes irreversible, I have arranged three plays."

"Where should the story begin? Let's start from when Pinocchio was still a 'frontier prison'."

【Jizi: He still wants to try to convince us. 】

[March 7: If it weren't for the conflict of fate, maybe we could have gotten along well. Alas]

In the 2147th year of the Amber Era, the prisoner Hanunu started a massive war and won. The company called it the "Border War", while the Asdena people called it the "War of Independence".

Mr. Hanunu was a great man. But we should not deny that he could bring freedom to prisoners, but he did not know how to give them true freedom.

The three unknown guests stayed here and tried to pass on the teachings of "opening up" to the border prison, but unfortunately, to no avail.

Asdena was once again engulfed in war, this time the enemy came from within. A prisoner is a prisoner until death, he only knows how to fight for freedom, not how to live for freedom

[Jizi: It's a pity that Mikhail and others' hard work was in vain. We can only plant the seeds of hope into the future. ]

[Shajin: It is indeed a pity, my friend, but fortunately he waited for you. ]

[March 7: I didn’t go to jail during my recent pioneering trips, and I thought my luck had turned! But I still couldn’t escape this fate...]

【Xier: What do you mean? 】

[March 7: Look, isn’t Pinocchio a prison created by order?]

See, their sentences have long been served, and the company's jailers have been driven out, but these prisoners are still slaves, because they are imprisoned not by external things, but by their hearts.

Freedom exists everywhere except in weak souls. It helps no one except those who believe in it.

"Prisoners! I command you to learn freedom and teach your brothers to fight for their lives!"

[Gold Dust: Tell a joke about "Command" and "Freedom"]

[Qingque: Is freedom under orders really freedom? ]

[Black Tower: Something meaningless.]

"This is the first act. In the raging flames of war, the 'Border Prison' gradually turns into the 'Land of Exile'"

........

Led by Sunday, the train crew watched three plays in succession. While enjoying the performances, they pondered the deep meanings contained in them and tried to understand the message that Sunday wanted to convey to them.

Sunday tried hard to convey his spirit and insights to everyone, hoping to resonate with them and avoid the next battle.

[Jizi: After the arrival of the previous "Harmony", the Exiled Lands underwent earth-shaking changes, and these changes...are not all positive.]

[Jizi: This last scene is much easier to understand than the previous stories... He wants to drive away the "Tongxie" and establish an empire of "order."]

[March 7: This guy is really good at acting. His whole family is full of veteran actors.]

Finally, they passed through the last thin layer of light curtain and returned to the stage of the theater.

A red carpet suspended above a bottomless abyss slowly unfolded, extending from the depths of the theater to the feet of everyone. At the end of the carpet was a solemn and sacred stage, as if it was the center of the universe.

Sunday stood on the carpet and continued in a low and magnetic voice:

“He gave meaning to all people in the world, and created all things in the heavens and the earth. He rested from all his work of creation.”

““However, all living beings cried out to Taiyi: ‘You define all people as “order”, but you let us know that we are just your puppets!’””

“So on that day, all the people gathered together and threw God into the pit of destruction.”

Sanyueqi said in surprise: "The Grand Theater has completely changed... Is this the power of "Order"? "

Ji Zi said calmly: "Everyone, get ready. We may face a fierce battle."