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Xing slowly lay down in the center of the Dreaming Pool. The icy liquid gradually covered his waist, then his chest, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression. But the mysterious female voice was still whispering softly in his ear, accompanied by the melodious evening bells and the rustling sound of the wild wind blowing across the wasteland.

As time passed, the pendulum began to swing back and forth. Xing thought expectantly, wondering what kind of wonderful dream she would enter. Gradually, she felt her eyes getting heavier and her consciousness became blurred...

At this moment, the gentle female voice sounded in her ears again: "Please relax... feel the ups and downs of your body..." Xing tried to immerse herself in it and tried to follow the guidance of this voice. "Focus on your breathing... imagine a dreamland..."

However, suddenly, a miserable cry rang in my ears.

Then, the images of whales and clocks appeared one after another, and an ancient and solemn clock tower suddenly appeared before our eyes.

A name was faintly heard in the crying: "Mikhail!" Then, countless televisions flashed brightly, and a pair of strange purple eyes appeared on each screen. In an instant, everything returned to the whale flying in the sky.

The fast screen switching and interlaced images flashed countless times, and then two images of shouting people flashed by, and it seemed that it was him who was shouting.

The crying voice shouted again: "Come back...Mikhail!!"

[Qingque: This voice makes me a little scared. Who is Mikhail?]

[Xing: I've never heard of this name. This place called Pinocchio is indeed a bit weird. . ]

[Walter: It can be speculated that this name must be related to certain people or things in the dream. Please pay attention to investigate it later.]

Xing suddenly opened his eyes and found himself still lying quietly in the pool, but there seemed to be subtle changes around him.

"Could this be... the legendary land of dreams?" Xing widened his eyes and observed everything in the room carefully. He saw some transparent bubbles like liquid floating in the air, dancing lightly as if they had life; and on the wall was inlaid a strange picture frame, with a mysterious light flashing in the frame, like passages leading to an unknown world.

Xing's eyes were involuntarily attracted to a small note on the table. He slowly stood up and walked towards the note.

The note clearly read: "There are impossible things in dreams. Find it, and you will be able to see me."

Just as Xing was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the picture frame: "Here! Can you see me? Here! Please come this way..."

The sound sounded familiar, could it be coming from inside the picture frame? Xing frowned in confusion, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to reach out and gently touch the picture frame in front of him.

In an instant, a strong suction force suddenly came, and Xing was caught in it without any preparation. In the blink of an eye, he came to a long and narrow corridor suspended in the air.

The entire corridor emits a faint light, and the walls on both sides appear transparent. Through the walls, one can see infinite space and nothingness, a colorful scene like being in the universe.

Xing stared at everything in front of her with wide eyes, and a strong sense of fear and curiosity surged in her heart. However, when she saw the boy in front of her wearing a small hat, she felt relieved inexplicably.

It was Misha, the hotel's doorman. He came up to me with a big smile on his face and shouted excitedly, "Ah, you're here! Great!"

"I thought you wouldn't notice me..." Misha bowed respectfully to Xing and introduced him enthusiastically:

“Welcome to the Gallery of Thoughts! You can think of this as the entryway to the golden moment. And I am here to guide you.”

Xing said softly, "We meet again." There was a hint of familiarity and intimacy in her words.

"Hey, do you remember me? I'm so happy." Misha continued to introduce enthusiastically:

"This is a temporary transit station, so it looks a bit shabby... The "Daydream Hotel" in the dream is currently undergoing renovation."

“I’m sorry for the bad experience...but if you go to the Golden Moment, all your troubles will disappear!”

Xing asked in some surprise: "What happened in the Daydream Hotel?"

"Are you asking about the 'Daydream Hotel' in the dream? I'm not very clear about the specific details, I'm very sorry..." Misha scratched his head in embarrassment.

Xing continued to ask: "Golden Moment? This is the first time I heard this name."

"Perhaps you have already read about it in the Dream Passport, but I can introduce it to you again!" Misha said enthusiastically:

"The golden hour is one of Pinocchio's twelve dreams, and the corresponding time is "midnight" - here, the time in the dream always stays at the moment before midnight, tomorrow will not come, and this night's carnival will never end..."

"..Ah, but this does not mean that time in dreams is stagnant. In order to avoid causing physical and mental burden to passengers, the time scale in dreams is set to be consistent with reality. Please do not worry!"

"Also, I found a note in the room." Xing said calmly.

"A note? Did you find it in the room?" He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Ah... Could it be the garbage left by the previous guest..."

Then, he said to Xing with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm so sorry. I was careless and failed to clean it up. I'm sorry for causing you trouble... I'm really sorry!"

Xing shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't care, and continued to ask: "Then how can I get to the 'Golden Hour'?"

Hearing this question, Misha smiled and raised his hand, pointing to a huge stone door floating in the air not far away, and then told Xing enthusiastically: "You only need to go through the door over there, and you will be able to successfully reach the legendary 'Golden Hour' - I sincerely wish you can enjoy this unforgettable and wonderful dream!"

After waving goodbye to Misha, Xing walked up the stairs with graceful steps and walked to the front door step by step.

Behind this door is the real Pinocchio...I'm so looking forward to it.

Xingxin thought about it and pushed the door open with both hands.