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[Qingque: So on that day, all the people gathered as one and threw God into the pit of destruction? Can this sentence be understood as the power of harmony swallowing up Taiyi? ]

[March 7: Strange, he is clearly a remnant of the Order, why can't we see him leaning towards the Order, instead... it seems more like he is speaking well of his fellow order.]

At this moment, on the high walls on both sides of the theater in front of him, countless small rooms, under the yellow light, revealed mechanical-like figures moving around in the back.

Sunday continued: "This was the seventh day."

““Then the voices of the people began to sing and rejoice.”

The voices of countless people covered up everything, leaving only a few words. These voices turned into characters, cast into walls, floating on both sides of the red carpet.

[Supreme Merit Praise God][Stars Shine Together][Order is Dead][Universal Harmony]

[Order is dead][Order is dead][Order is dead][Order is dead][Order is dead]...........

Densely packed characters of [ORDER IS DEAD] appeared, and countless people shouted in unison, as if this was the only sentence left in the world.

[Hanabi: Wow! Order is dead, universal harmony!]

[Su Chang: It sounds a bit scary...]

In the center of the stage, Sunday stood alone with his back turned, motionless like a sculpture.

A feather accidentally fell aside.

"Look, there he is!" March 7 pointed at Sunday and shouted.

After a few people walked along the long red carpet, the cheers of the crowd gradually faded away. Sunday slowly turned around with a faint smile on his face and asked in a gentle voice:

"That's all about 'Order'. What do you think?"

Several people looked at each other, and before they could speak, Sunday continued:

"However, this is just an insignificant episode in the history of the Milky Way. It is not important. What is important is where this long river will flow in the future..."

At this point, Sunday paused, then raised his voice and became more passionate:

"You all have come at the perfect time. The Harmony Festival is about to begin. It would be a great pity if you were not present at the opening of the Harmony Festival."

After saying that, Sunday bowed slightly, made an elegant gentleman's salute, spread out his hands and said: "Please allow me to welcome you all again - welcome to the "Pinoconi Grand Theater" - the center of beautiful dreams, the core of the stars, the absolute stage of the Harmony Festival..."

"That's also....we'll decide the future of Pinocchio's death battle."

Xing asked doubtfully with his hands on his hips: "Where is the star core? Why can't I see it?"

Sunday patiently explained: "It is behind the curtain, or you can think of it as the theater itself." He paused, and then said: "However, in order to see it, you must also show me faith that matches the power of the star core."

“Only with faith can we bring true well-being to this world.”

Jizi took two steps forward and sharply retorted: "Please allow me to point out that falling into a permanent sleep cannot be equated with happiness, especially when people are at the mercy of others in their dreams."

Sunday smiled and responded, "Ms. Jizi, at this point, do you still think that "Order" only wants to turn the entire universe into its puppet?"

Ji Zi replied firmly: "No matter how perfect the paradise you describe is, a cage is still a cage."

San Yue Qi on the side immediately added: "In that kind of world, it is impossible for people to obtain true happiness! They are nothing more than toys of the Star God!"

Sunday sighed helplessly and continued to explain:

"It seems that you have all misunderstood my intentions. I hereby formally inform you that my ideal is not to revive the Star God, nor to ascend to become a god."

"There is only one thing I want to do, and that is to create a paradise that belongs only to us humans, without star gods, but only "order", which can embrace the dignity and happiness of all people."

[Xing: Just create it, but the point is that you forced the people of a galaxy to enter without giving them the right to choose.]

[Doctor of Truth: The ultimate utopian thinking, negative points.]

[Xi'er: No one can convince the other in a dispute over ideas. Since both sides think the other's method is unacceptable, then we can only see the result in action.]

【Portio: His dear? Sunday is devoted to the welfare of the people? This is more abstract than the order of faith.】

[Jizi: A world without star gods? What a bold idea. ]

[Fu Xuan: You have trapped ordinary people in dreams forever without any choice, and you blindly want to achieve the so-called "altruism". Your behavior is no different from that of the ancestor of plague.]

[Qingque: Well, according to historical lessons, when Taiyi was alive, he also tried to control everything and bring order to everything, and his results are already very clear.]

【Fu Xuan: You don’t want to take part in the seven-day holiday? 】

[Qingque: Hehe, Master Taibu, calm down. I was just joking.]

Ji Zi shook her head: "You are wrong. If people want to live with dignity, then no one or anything should be above them."

"And in your so-called paradise, that person is you."

Sunday turned his back again and said firmly, "It seems that we can't convince each other no matter what. Fate has destined us to fight each other. Now that things have come to this, let you and I use our own destinies to show the universe a right path."

[March 7: I thought of a question. If it wasn’t Sunday who wanted to revive the Star God, then who exactly wanted to revive...]

[Walter: Hmm... good question. Pinocchio's problem is indeed very serious. In addition to the order, there is another mastermind behind the manipulation of the star core. ]

[Black Swan: The star god who fell in that massive locust plague, the second is reproduction]

[Black Swan: It’s very interesting that the Milky Way Illusion Night before this scene seems to be hinting that there are bugs in Pinocchio.]

[March 7: No... No way... Could it be that someone wants to revive and breed? ]

[Xing: I have no objection, I just want Xing Qiong]

[Jizi: Look at this kid, he's drunk on tea, give him a cup of coffee to sober him up]

[Xing: Just kidding, of course it's for the future of Mikhail and Pinocchio! ]

"However, before the prelude to the future officially begins, I would like to ask you to take some time to think about the questions I raised -"

He looked up at the white light on the theater curtain. The strong light made his back seem particularly dark.