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

[Big Brother, please explain, is this considered forced plotting? ]

[What I mean is that Brother Zhou Tian left some trash behind, but he definitely couldn't stay in Pinocchio anymore, so he had to clean up the trash before leaving.]

【Oh, so Sunday is the cleaning job. 】

Wanwek shook his head helplessly. "Then you should also know that the company will not save you a second time. If you fall into the hands of the family again, you will be completely finished."

"Some old habits die hard." Sunday said solemnly, "The tie should be on the center line, the shirt should not show from the vest, the trouser line must be straight and aligned with the direction of the shoe head...

Before leaving home, one should ensure that everything is in order and not stray from the path. The same should be done when leaving one’s hometown.”

【No wonder they practice order.】

Is it because of my personality preference for order, or is it because the influence of order hasn't been completely eliminated?

I feel a little bit of both.

-

Vanwick and Sunday went together.

I met the members of the hound family again.

And the hound family seems to be saying the same thing.

"Sorry, there's been some malfunction with the park facilities and they're being re-installed. Please come back later."

Vanwick said, "Oh," and used the power of harmony. "Oh, I roughly understand the situation. No need to report it again."

The members of the hound family were a little confused at first, but their minds were completely changed the next moment.

"Ah, Mr. Vanwick? I was so tired and confused that I didn't recognize you."

Vanwick waved his hand. "I'd like to know what's going on inside. Wouldn't that be a problem for you?"

"Well, there's not much to say. The Hound himself didn't figure it out. It's probably the aftermath of the Star Core Incident."

Sunday frowned slightly, "Aftermath?"

"Who is this?"

Wanwek casually said, "He's my subordinate, the famous overwork fanatic 'Mr. Workday'. Don't you know him?"

【Hahaha, weekday.】

【I’m convinced, hahaha.】

[Originally, we had seven days off a day, but now we have 7/24 service.]

[Don’t let Sunday become a workday! ! ! !]

【That was a nightmare! 】

【Alas, Sunday is ideal, weekdays are life. 】

-

"I see. My apologies." The Hound family member nodded slightly. "Back to the park, anyway, there are some 'absolutely unacceptable' things happening nearby."

"What happens if it's violated?"

The hound family member murmured, "It's incredible. It will be corrected. It's hard to describe in words. Would you like to see it for yourself?"

"Okay. Then please keep an eye on the entrance while we go in and take a look."

Not long after.

Sunday glanced at the Hound family members behind him, confirming that the conversation couldn't be overheard at this distance. He slowly said, "You don't have to say that. It makes us look very suspicious."

Vanwick spread his hands, "Which sentence?"

Sunday said seriously, "Mr. Weekday."

Vanwick snorted, "Just stating the facts. I always thought that name suited you better. So why are you here? You used to be the headmaster here?"

"That's how it could be described. Back then, I was a child, studying under Mr. Gopherwood, hoping to become the 'Door' of the Oak family." Sunday paused, the image of the past still vivid in his mind. "During one of our ordinary walks, he suddenly decided to give me the power to govern this place. Within the area he designated, every word I said would be as heavy as law."

Looking back now, that was probably my first time practicing “order.”

Wanwek quipped, "You've been promoted step by step since then. It seems you've done a good job?"

"On the contrary, it was a complete mess. Fortunately, the tourists just thought it was a party and no one paid any attention."

"What is this? Just to train you?"

"Perhaps Mr. Goffer is sharing his life experience with me in a relatively inexpensive way: there are no perfect rules. If the maintainers cannot maintain self-reflection, once noble decisions will become despicable."

"Just like here and now, the distorted echoes of 'order'... only add to the chaos."

Vanwick shook his head. "Let's see what's written in the notes..."

At this moment, the content of the note appeared on the screen.

It's a weird rule.

“—No food other than hamburgers is allowed, especially ice cream.

——Non-performers are not allowed to come to the stage.

——Don’t be mean to birds.

——It is forbidden to throw garbage into the trash can.

——When experiencing the amusement facilities, please do not use the Suleda bottle caps sold by the Dream Theater.

- Please do not walk upside down near flower beds.

Please note: actions not mentioned are simply unverified and do not necessarily guarantee safety.

【This is a weird rule story. 】

How was the last one discovered?

【What the hell is this handstand? 】

[Was the handstand technique developed through experiments on Haki Star?]

[No littering allowed in the trash can, the Trail Blazers gave a thumbs up! ]

[Don't be mean to birds. I'm bringing some smuggled stuff with me on Sunday.]

-

"Hiss..." Vanwick gasped. "Don't stand on your head near the flowerbed." Regardless of how the hound discovered this fact, I feel the worst that could happen is that he'd be flipped over. Why don't you try it? I want to see you stand on your head."

Sunday said calmly, "Allow me to refuse."

"Boring."

After that, the two of them came to a dessert truck.

"'No food other than hamburgers, especially ice cream,'...wasn't that a rule you made?"

Sunday shook his head. "I have no prejudice against desserts. The rules we set were just to tell people not to rush and take them in order."

"What happens if you violate it?"

"Like the hound said, it will be corrected."

Wanweike refused to believe it and said, "I'm going to give it a try."

In the blink of an eye, the ice cream in front of him was eaten by Wanwek.

There was no time to speak on Sunday.

Vanwick licked the corner of his mouth, "Didn't this mean nothing happened?"

Sunday thought for a moment, "It shouldn't be like this."

"What did I say? It's not your turn to take action. The family can solve the problem themselves." Vanwick pointed at the stage. "Next, go to the side of the stage and take a look."

The two of them came to the edge of the stage. "'No non-performers please come to the front of the stage' - this rule is quite normal."

"It's easy to verify. Neither you nor I can be considered 'cast members.' Let's give it a try."

Van Vicker and Sunday tried to come onto the stage.

The next moment, there was a loud duang sound.

The two teleported back outside the stage.

"…Huh?"

"Let's try again."

Tried to walk onto the stage again, and heard another duang sound.

"What's going on?" Wanwe looked at Sunday in surprise.

"'Lead those who have gone astray back to the right path'"—it seems this is what the hounds call "correction," just like what I did back then."

"So you were always so strong-willed when you were little." At this moment, Wanwek suddenly thought of something. "Wait a minute. If this is the way to correct it, then I just ate it."

Sunday sighed helplessly, "I warned you."

Wanvik: "..."

He suddenly felt his esophagus churning, and like the drunks often seen on the roadside, he spit out a rainbow from his mouth.

Not long after.

After vomiting so much that he couldn't vomit anymore, Vanwick wiped the corners of his mouth and gasped for breath.

"How does it feel?" Sunday asked from the side.

"I kind of want to kill you..."

【Hahahaha, these two people are really funny.】

[It's a bit strange, actually. How did these two people get along so well with such different personalities?]

【I feel like telling a crosstalk.】

If I say I don't understand something, no one will look down on me.

【Will not. 】

-

"Anyway, since the trouble in Aideen Park is related to me, I can't just ignore it. There's no need for a dream builder, I'll eradicate these distortions." Sunday said in a serious tone.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's not complicated. Any distortion has a source, and once it becomes apparent, it can be traced. We can deliberately violate certain rules, as long as we can bear the consequences.

When the reverberating sound tries to correct you and me, I can find its location. Then, I will use "tuning" to soothe the dream.

Vanwick shrugged. "Simply put—now, rules are made to be broken?"

[Xing: Director, all the words she said were my words!]

【Rules are made to be broken! 】

【Master: Infringement, blatant infringement! 】

The two first came to the golden capsule machine.

Wanwek picked up the note and read aloud, "When experiencing the amusement park rides, please do not use the Suleda bottle caps sold by the Dream Theater."

He glanced around and asked, "Where is the Dream Awakening Troupe? Are they hiding?"

at this time.

A dog barked not far away.

"Here it is. It's quite good at hiding. Come on, the first step is to buy bottle caps from it." Vanwick shook his head at Sunday.

"Wait a moment." Sunday placed some alfalfa coins in front of the Bubble Lithium Dog.

The bubble lithium dog howled again, "Ah ...

"Hey, I understand. Let me translate it for you: 'Who are you trying to fool with this little money?'"

Sunday was speechless and put in more alfalfa coins.

"If this isn't enough, I'll have to trouble you to take action."

Wan Weike was a little confused. "What are you doing? Is this the only amount of money you have?"

"I am now a fugitive."

"Aoao!" The Dream Awakening Troupe let out a short cry, then moved forward and pointed the soda bottle hanging in front of it towards the two people.

[It feels like Scott's voice acting.]

I kind of feel that way.

[Scott's dog barking is too deeply rooted in people's hearts.]

-

Then the two of them got the Sulada bottle cap. After a while of trying, although the process was a bit risky, at least they found the twist.

After reviewing the past and eliminating hidden dangers, it’s time to leave Aideen Park - looking back and then moving forward, perhaps these are the only two things a person can do in his life.

Sunday stopped at the gate leaving the park.

"What's wrong?" Wanwek asked.

“Just looking back.”

"There's nothing there."

“That’s what it means to revisit a place. Everything is so fresh in my eyes.

I failed here as a young man and was exhausted trying to pick up the pieces. I thought I had changed a lot, but now it seems I'm still going round in circles.

It’s nice to be able to revisit the past in this way. Let’s go, this farewell is still a long way off.”

Having had enough of the tirade, Vanwick asked, "Where to next?"

"Odi Shopping Center. But there are also hounds on that road, so it's better to avoid the crowds..." Sunday frowned slightly and glanced behind him.

"I don't mean to offend you, but you'd better not go near that side." Walter Yang appeared behind the two of them.

Wanwek looked at Walter innocently, "What's wrong?"

"The situation is still unclear, but there have been some unusual incidents nearby, and the family is investigating." Walter noticed that the person in front of him looked a little strange, "Are you okay?"

From Walter Young's perspective, Sunday is a female omnic.

[Hahaha, so this is how it looks in other people's eyes? ]

[So does Sunday count as a cross-dresser?]

I think Sunday is sweating profusely.

Sunday means a feeling of being blown away by a train.

[Robin seems to have also lived with this skin, it seems like the brother and sister have similar aesthetic tastes.]

【I am a Sunday lady! 】

-

Sunday turned around and said, "I'm fine. Although the "Star Core" incident has subsided, people with ulterior motives may still exist. Sir, your reminder is correct. We will take a detour now. Please be careful."

After saying that, the two of them prepared to cross the road.

"Please stay!" Walter Yang stopped the two.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Sunday's forehead.

"While dreams are safe, please be mindful of oncoming traffic."

Sunday finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

Then he quickly disappeared to the other side of the road, pulling Vanwick with him.

【Hahaha, Lao Yang is really thoughtful.】

【I'm about to laugh.】

[Lao Yang asked if the vehicle was hinting at something, like the Starry Sky Train.]

-

Watching the two people leaving, Walter Yang looked up at the Mockingbird poster.

And the other side.

Both Vanwick and Sunday felt like they had escaped death.

"That man is no ordinary person. It's a miracle that he wasn't discovered just now."

"The Star Train should have departed long ago, so why is he still in Pinocchio?" Sunday folded his hands over his chest. "We don't have to adjust our itinerary, but we must be more careful. I hope Pinocchio doesn't run into any new trouble while I'm a prisoner."

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Sunday suggested that the two of them keep a distance before continuing.

Vanwick nodded and walked to the back.

Sunday continued to move towards his goal, and suddenly, he felt a chill behind him.

"I was just being optimistic. Could you allow me to explain?"

"Okay, but before that." Walter Yang picked up his cane and adjusted his glasses. Countless black holes flashed around Sunday. "Put your hands behind your back and answer my questions in short sentences."

"Short play?"

Walter Yang smiled slightly, "I have to make sure that there is no dangerous chanting hidden in your words."