I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

Huang Quan and Walter Yang were still talking.

This is roughly a view of Pinocchio's current situation.

Huang Quan seemed to have not chatted with other people like this for a long time. She let out a long sigh of relief, "Someone once said to me: Pinocchio was not like this a long time ago, and Pinocchio should not be like this.

I walked through the reality and dream of the star of the grand event, watching the night rise and fall, time stopped for people, and the spiritual richness and poverty...also stayed forever at their respective scales.

So I think the collapse of the "beautiful dream" is inevitable."

Walter Yang adjusted his glasses and said, "Maybe there is a way to change all this."

“Perhaps. But if this is the world we want—if this is why life chooses to sleep—should we change it?”

Walter: "..."

"Ms. Huang Quan, let me share a story with you."

Huang Quan nodded, "Thank you, please go ahead."

"There was a man from my hometown who, at a time when the world was in deep pain, made a decision.

From then on, the giant stood between heaven and earth, becoming the pillar of the entire world's existence. As a price, those who found it difficult to move forward, those who could not move forward...they would lose their "future" forever.

They sleep in a dream without disasters and pain, and live a peaceful life in the utopia created by men. And the "spiritual Adam" will become indestructible because of these people's desire not to wake up. "

Huang Quan replied with a smile, "But now you are standing here, which means... that man has failed."

"Because people always have to move towards the future. Even if the weakness of human nature makes them stop, when they really can't move forward...humans will definitely try to save themselves.

And that man... he was never a loser. Like everyone else in that world, he kept the possibilities of humanity in mind.

He is the mythical Icarus, the Sun Chaser, who soars toward the sky and finally triumphs by falling.”

After Walter Yang finished saying this, the screen was suddenly dominated by a barrage of comments that could not be deleted no matter how hard he tried.

So, why do birds fly?

So, why do birds fly?

So, why do birds fly?

【…】

【Who posted the comment? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

【What is this? 】

[Report, report, it's inexplicable! ]

-

"He rises high to reach the sun, where no man has ever been. He will melt and fall into the sea, and then...

Countless people will fly over his body and soar to higher skies."

Huang Quan smiled slightly after hearing this, and a figure appeared in his mind, "It is in line with Wumingke's pioneering spirit."

Thank you, Mr. Walter. I know what you want to confirm. There are countless similar but different worlds in the universe. In these worlds, there are also countless similar but different people.

I have also been on a journey, meeting "old friends" with similar looks in different worlds, and watching their lives run along familiar paths. So, I will tell you...

Although not exactly the same, the story you described... it overlaps with my past. And in that bottomless dream..."

"I ended that man's life..." A trace of sadness appeared in Huang Quan's eyes, "Alone."

Walter Yang: “…”

"I am not the person you know, and my hometown is not as lucky as your world."

"I regret."

"It's okay, if it can ease your doubts, I don't mind."

"But I still want to know, under the appearance of "hunting", Miss Huang Quan, what kind of power is driving you to walk alone until now."

“Mr. Walter, before answering this question, I would like to continue the topic just now.

I like your analogy. It is true that birds are born to fly, but in the distant past, their ancestors could only look up at the sky from the ground.

They saw the distant light from the sky piercing through the clouds and illuminating the earth. So again and again, generation after generation, the birds spread their wings and tried to touch the zenith, just because the sun was there.

So, if when the last bird finally flies up to the sky, it sees that the end of the light is not the sun, but a dark sun...

So why do we walk towards the light?"

[Uh, what's going on in this section? This conversation took up the entire episode.]

[The conversation should be about Walter Yang's previous story. ]

[The previous story? I think it's called "The Third Collapse", right?]

[It seems so. I heard that the fourth season will be released soon after it ends, and it will be a weekly show with one episode per week.]

[Zhou Bo, are you so rich? ]

[So hurry up and serve it, are you afraid that we will look down on you? ]

[I heard that the story of "The Third Collapse" is very sweet. 】

[Yes, I like to read this kind of story. ]

[However, Walter Yang and Huang Quan talked a lot, but we couldn't understand them. ]

[If you don’t understand something, mark it down so that you can read it more next time. ]

[Since "The Third Collapse" is a prequel, why wasn't it released earlier? 】

[It doesn’t really matter which web series airs first, after all, the viewing experience is different. Two completely different experiences. ]

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The perspective switched again and returned to the hotel.

Black Swan answered the phone.

A man's voice came from the other end of the computer, "Long time no see! Are you having fun in Pinocchio - "Yellow Spring"? "

【Ah ah ah ah ah! 】

[It's my dad! It's my dad! I want to crawl in the dark! I want to end my words with stars! ]

【Where are these elementary school students from? 】

Black Swan said nothing, thinking to himself, "This voice... is not the Constance from before. Is it her companion?"

"Although I don't know what you are or what you are planning...

But my bullet will find you soon - before that, you'd better find a coffin shop in Pinocchio and ask the boss to keep a good quality one for you, fake one."

Black Swan spoke faintly, "Who are you?"

"Huh? I made a typo? Damn it, who are you?"

"I am the Rememberer of Liuguang Yiting."

"Wow! Not bad, I like this kind of tough guy. Are you the bodyguard of that fake guy? Or someone else? Never mind. I will also save a bullet for you, so clean your head and wait."

Black Swan smiled. "I don't know what you're talking about—but you know Huang Quan, the sea ranger, right? I have something to ask you."

"Haha, you want me to help you write a will? Sure, go ahead."

"It's not a will - I just want to ask you how she *became* a Sea Ranger."

The phone was silent, and Black Swan continued to ask, "She is not the fate walker of "Hunter" at all, you are, right? Tell me, what is Huang Quan's origin."

"Hahahaha, great! I didn't expect it to be a friendly force. He's so precious. Looks like I'm really lucky.

I'm going to Pinocchio soon, remember, I'm going to buy a bottle of "Asdena White Oak", warm it up, and toast to you.

That woman's past? No one knows. But if you just want a simple answer, okay, you'd better find a chair to cushion the bottom. The woman named Huang Quan——"

The person on the other end of the line spoke the last sentence carefully, "It's an envoy who *shouldn't exist*."

[Hahaha, don’t say this person speaks aggressively. ]

[I wonder if this person will appear? 】

[Fuck, the envoy? ]

[I knew Huang Quan was not simple. ]

Then, in the picture.

Huang Quan was holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing alone in the rain and fog.

-

Camera switch.

Sha Jin held his forehead with one hand and groaned in pain.

"You look very bad. Or is this just your acting?" Doctor Zhenli slowly walked to the side of Shajin.

"I didn't expect you to have the nerve to come see me."

Doctor Zhenli shook his head. "I thought this was what you wanted. After all, I did what you said - 'faithfully performed my duties'. If you can't stand it anymore, remember to let me know first."

[Okay, we need to start translating these two into Chinese. ]

[I feel like my adoptive father is really pretending to be ignorant even though he knows the truth.]

"The 'genius' of the House of Commoners is planning to collect my body?" Sha Jin's expression was extremely exaggerated. "Oh my God... It's an honor."

"Everyone in the Strategic Investment Department must be very eager to receive the news of your death in time. Don't forget, you will never see them again. This task now falls on my head."

"Okay, then please go and give the message now. Just say, 'The gold dust is fully prepared and you can enter in seventeen system hours.'"

Doctor Zhenli folded his hands over his chest and said, "How shameless! How do you plan to complete the mission while being imprisoned by "Harmony"? "

"My conversation with Sunday convinced me that there is a traitor in the family, and that the secret of Pinocchio is in that person's hands... I took this opportunity to put all the cornerstones in their proper places.

And now I have successfully taken back the gift money. Things have never been so smooth since I stepped into the door of the Daydream Hotel... Just watch, I am only one step away from victory. "

Doctor Zhenli tilted his head. "It sounds like you just repeated your miserable experience in a very stubborn way."

[Hahaha, my godfather's words are still so artistic. ]

【My godfather’s sharp tongue is a kind of enjoyment. 】

[Uh, from the tone of Shajin, it seems like everything is under control? ]

[Sure enough, this kid is not simple. 】

[It seems like the two are arguing with each other, but they are actually exchanging information under the same surveillance.]

[Is it as mysterious as you say? ]

-

"That's all I can say. Have you forgotten? You've already betrayed me, Professor." Gold Dust spread his hands, "Go wherever you need to go. I can't wait to see the company's fleet surrounding Pinocchio. You got what you wanted, didn't you?"

"Indeed, but what's the matter? Did you hide a beacon for calling for support from low-Earth orbit in your bag of gift money?"

"What's wrong? Maybe that's why I'm still thinking about giving out money when I'm about to die."

"You're completely crazy, damn gambler."

Shajin looked nonchalant, "Maybe I've gone crazy a long time ago, who knows?"

"Forget it. Here's this, take it. Open it when you're about to die, you'll thank me." Doctor Zhenli shook his head and handed Sha Jin a medical prescription.

"What the hell is this...doctor's orders?"

While the gold dust was being researched, Dr. Truth left.

"Oh, you understand drama, Professor."

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

at this time.

The baptism of "harmony" imposed on Sunday has made you miserable.

"You want me to solve the case but you don't give me any clues... You are amazing, you bastard with wings on your head. But the way you are so worried about the stowaway does prove my *guess*. Next... let the company's wealth rain down equally on everyone."

Sha Jin covered his head and began to distribute gems to everyone in an attempt to extract information.

The gold gift money was almost used up, and the buzzing sound in my ears was getting louder and louder.

This was not a good sign - he had to speed up.

The gold dust began to stagger as he walked, and he fell down without paying attention...

Suddenly, the Pipisi who had just delivered the gem came up to Shajin and said, "Remember what I said? You Tsyganians are only suitable to stay under manhole covers...

Look at you sneaking around like that! Sniff here, sniff there—is the bloody smell of "death" so tempting, little peacock?"

"Hmph... it's you." Gold Dust slowly stood up. "I should have guessed that after Robin died, the "stand-in" who appeared on TV was you, the Masked Fool."

Hua Huo looked at Sha Jin with interest, "I heard that your family has cast a spell on you? Hey, you were given such a direct hint... "Find a mute to be your friend", listen, just such a simple sentence...

What was the result? Not only did you screw up, but you also lost yourself. You were asked to make friends with a mute, but you were not allowed to become a mute first. You really let down their good intentions. "

[Hahaha, black magic?! ]

[Yes, this is very fireworks. ]

【Fireworks are real in Asakusa! 】

-

Sagine and Hanabi had a conversation about the word "mute".

However, Sakin also stated his purpose, which was not only to seek information, but also to lure Hanabi out.

And both of them were like the Riddler, not saying a word that anyone could understand.

[Riddler, get out of Gotham, okay? ]

[What I hate most is this kind of suspense. ]

[Please tell me, please stop telling riddles, we haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time. 】

[It’s not their fault, Riddler. There was a crow watching them while they were chatting.]

Finally, Hanabi gave Sakin a bomb, giving him the option of dying together.

Gold Dust smiled at me. "I'll do the rest myself: I'll prepare a great unveiling of my family's downfall. When it reaches its climax, the walls will collapse, people will wake up, and those who can't speak will speak again - when that time comes, please press the button and set off a big firework to cheer me up. See you later, Fool."

"You still have the heart to speak so arrogantly after all this... But, it's a deal. Please don't let me down, okay?"

suddenly,

The screen switches directly.

The sudden appearance of gold sand.

[Oh shit, no! Wait a minute, wait a minute!]

[The second knife begins! ]