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

She gripped the hilt of the knife, shedding red tears as she recalled her past.

The back of a girl in white clothes appeared in the picture, with red horns on her head.

"Like a tide, it will lead you home."

Huang Quan drew out his long sword and swung it.

A scarlet blade came randomly.

This knife penetrated the realm created by the gold sand, and the impact spread throughout the entire dream.

The gold sand had no power to resist this force at all!

The background music became more and more passionate.

Just one knife was enough to end everything.

The huge explosion shook the entire Pinocchio!

As Huang Quan put the knife back into the scabbard, light rain began to fall from the sky.

【? ? ? 】

[Fuck! Is this the envoy? ]

[Is this Huangquan? ]

[No wonder that duke of the underworld said it would be done in seconds.]

[This knife is so cool! ]

[I want to watch it a hundred times, a hundred times! ]

[Mom, I want to learn this! ]

[The part where Huang Quan transforms is really amazing. 】

[It’s so fucking amazing, it’s really a visual feast! ]

[I was still thinking about how to defeat Shajin, but Huang Quan killed him with one strike. But it didn't feel out of place at all, because I had been laying out Huang Quan's strength from other people's descriptions before, and there was no sense of deus ex machina. But Huang Quan's strike exceeded my expectations. ]

[The main reason is that the special effects and expressiveness are so shocking. ]

【There is also background music, which is really touching. 】

【Love, love. 】

[Shajin can at least fight against several members of the train team. Look, Huangquan killed Shajin in one second with just one sword? This is too unscientific! ]

[So this is what Huang Quan meant by "little bit of strength". Not bad, not bad.]

[It's no wonder that Huang Quan got lost. 】

[Huang Quan: Am I awesome? I got this by trading it for my poor sense of direction.]

[So where can I get such a Huangquan? ]

【In a dream.】

【Isn't Pinocchio just in a dream? 】

-

The barrage of comments was full of amazement at the expressiveness of the knife and the strength of Huang Quan.

however.

The audience doesn’t know yet what kind of story they will encounter next.

……

Sha Jin suddenly opened his eyes.

"What is this place?"

The camera switched and came behind Sha Jin.

"A huge black hole, and the sea... Have I... succeeded..."

He rubbed his eyes and heard the sound of Kakawashia not far away.

The gold dust began to run.

But he could only hear the calls of his family.

“…Welcome to this sad world, Kakahuasha.”

"Your good fortune is our most precious treasure, and that of all the Evikin people..."

""——In two days, come out alive and prove that you are truly capable.""

“Wealth, status, power… companies will give you everything you want and don’t want.”

[No, buddy, this isn't a revolving lantern! ]

[That shouldn't be the case. Did Shajin mean that I succeeded? ]

[Actually, this should be a double entendre. Shajin had been through so much that he only wanted to die. So he succeeded when he found the truth while alive, and he also succeeded when he died and came to the underworld.]

[Uh...you said this is the underworld? It does look a bit like it.]

[Ahhhhh! Don’t wash the gold dust! ]

[Mihoyo is not such a beast, right? In such a long story, the protagonist gave way to him, and now he wants to kill him? This is really annoying. ]

[Yes, if I hadn’t watched the last season, if Liuying hadn’t been stabbed into Liuying-chan, I think I would have believed it.]

-

“And we will meet again under the next aurora of Kakawa.”

Gold Sand sighed and continued walking towards the huge black hole.

however.

at this time.

Huang Quan's voice sounded, "I'm sorry, this is not the place you expected."

Shajin stopped and slowly looked back, "Nothingness... is that so?"

Huang Quan has white hair, with only red and black dots, which gives people a strange sense of boundary under the camera.

“Perhaps in your eyes, I am a ‘Messenger’ with a hidden identity, but... The Sleeping Faceless One never glances at anyone. He has no appearance or form, and even no will... ‘Nothingness’ envelops everyone equally.

It’s just that some people have gone further in His shadow and have become more contaminated with “nothingness”…that’s all.”

“That’s all?” Shajin tried to keep smiling. “My friend, you really leave me at a loss for words. So… this is my destination, the afterlife?”

“This is just a fleeting dream, one of the myriad representations of the number 9… Under the witness of the void, we stay here for a short while before heading off in our own directions.”

"It seems my death is certain."

"Even if you wish... I can't make any promises. Now that our goal has been achieved, I think you can be more honest."

Huang Quan then told the details he had noticed.

Everything Shajin did was just bravado, he never meant to hurt anyone.

The only thing to do is to verify it with your own life——

"There is no 'real death' in Pinocchio's dream."

The main reason why Huang Quan can be connected is because of "that person".

Then the two of them talked for a long time like a riddle man.

The gist is that someone has already discovered the truth about Pinocchio.

However, due to some reasons, he cannot tell the truth. This is the truth about the mute that Hanabi revealed.

Huang Quan then said that the mark of "harmony" on Sha Jin's body was also cut off.

Sha Jin is the absolute winner. If he is alive, he can find out the truth. If he is really dead, he can rely on the influence of the ten people of Shi Xin to get the company to intervene.

"You won. You earned yourself a ticket to the deep sea. After this, whether you can return from the abyss... is another gamble for you."

Huang Quan paused, "Didn't you ever hesitate?"

"Hesitation..." Shajin hesitated for a moment, "Of course. But I can only believe in my good luck. Because other than that, I have nothing."

【This part is awesome. 】

[Gold Dust is really powerful, and the strategy is full. 】

【Full marks for the copywriting.】

[There is too much information in the conversation, and the information is deliberately hidden. ]

【Who is “that person”? 】

[Can I understand that the fireflies and robins are not really dead? ]

[Is there a chance for a resurrection match? ]

[I read on with interest. Cool! ]

-

"Wake up from this dream and go where you belong. Your gamble...is not over yet."

After saying that, Huang Quan turned around and slowly left.

Shajin stopped Huangquan's steps, "... before we part, can you answer me one more question? As someone who is walking on that road, can you tell me...

Why are we born into this world only to die?"

"I never thought so. And neither do you."

"But 'nothingness' does indeed encompass you and me... and everyone."

"And that's why it doesn't make sense."

"But it's still there. If the dice of fate have always been loaded, and that's where we are destined to end up, why... why should we fight it?"

Huang Quan turned around and looked at the gold dust face to face.

“…My answer may not be able to dispel your confusion, because it has been with you all the way and has long been a part of your life.

But you said, "Sleep is a rehearsal for death." Why does life sleep? Because we are not ready to face death.

So you can understand why we *want* to be prepared.

Even if the ending is already determined, it doesn’t matter. There are too many things that people cannot change.

But before that, there are also many things people can do on the road to the end.

And the "ending"...will also have a completely different meaning because of this.

Look in your pocket, your friend has already given you the answer.

…Good luck."

Huang Quan completely disappeared from the screen.

Sha Jin understood the implication of Huang Quan's words.

He opened Doctor Truth's medical instructions.

"The impossible thing in dreams is not death, but sleep. Live on. Good luck to you."

At this moment, a knowing smile appeared on Sha Jin's face.

"Then it's time for me to go."

at this time.

Kakavasa's voice rang out,

"Sir...are you leaving?"