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

Xing handed the dream bubble given by Tingyun to the other party.

After seeing it, Dr. Edward couldn't help but praise it, "Oh... This is truly a wonderful dream, full of twists and turns, and all the necessary elements. This customer, I'm willing to buy it back at a high price, you may consider it."

Xing snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it, I'm not selling it."

"Then please close your eyes!"

As usual, the dream bubble smoothly transferred the complicated situation to Xing.

However, this dream star was very familiar, it was almost the same as the trip to Luofu that he had experienced before.

The only difference is that the fox woman Tingyun who traveled with her never encountered the Lord of Extinction, but instead helped Xing resolve the crisis with her own will.

Xing has a similar memory, but she decides to keep the dream.

[It seems that Tingyun really wants to experience this with us.]

[Yes, this is Tingyun.]

【Huanlong: Oh no, I've become a substitute. 】

I hope Mihoyo can release a real Tingyun version.

[Regardless of whether it is the real Tingyun or the fake Tingyun, the role of Tingyun is played by the actor Tingyun.]

-

After Xing caught up with the two, they returned to the airship together.

Thinking about the impending departure, San Yue Qi couldn't help but feel sentimental. "I have to send Miss Ting Yun back... I'm a little reluctant to let her go."

Xing patted Sanyueqi's head and said, "Let's go. We've already wasted a lot of time on the road."

Not long after.

The three of them met up with Jizi.

And the messenger who came to pick up Tingyun on the fairy boat has also arrived on the Huichangshi.

Screen switching.

The long legs appeared in full view in the camera, and Yukong, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared again.

"Everyone, how are you?"

【I knew it was Yukong.】

[After all, she is a mother-level figure. ]

[I've been looking for my daughter for so long, and I've finally found her.]

[No need to guess, it must be Yukong's.]

[I don’t know why, but when I saw this scene, I felt a little sour in my nose.]

[I just want to ask, who is older, Qingwen or Tingyun? ]

【Stop the clouds.】

[Then Tingyun is the eldest daughter.]

-

"Lord Yukong?" Tears flashed in Tingyun's eyes.

"In fact, I've imagined this situation over and over again. I'm worried that I might lose my composure in front of everyone, and I've even thought through every word I want to say."

Yukong looked at Tingyun quietly, his eyes flickering constantly, and his tone was already tearful, "But it seems there is no need. I'm here to take you back, Tingyun."

Seeing this, Ji Zi forcibly pulled away Sanyueqi and Xing, saying, "We should step aside for now. It's been a long time since we last met, so let's have a good chat first."

At this moment, Xing's expression was very painful. She watched this once-in-a-lifetime scene moving further and further away from her!

"No!"

Finally, Xing screamed and disappeared into the blind spot of vision.

Come back to your senses.

Tingyun looked at Yukong and said, "I didn't expect that it was Lord Yukong who came. I am really surprised and happy..."

"I took the initiative to ask for it. After all... you are the one who came back."

"Yes, it happened to be me..." Tingyun's tone revealed a sense of sadness.

"Your body..." Yukong glanced at Tingyun's tail, "Your future will be very difficult, right?"

Tingyun shook his head. "I've already been through the gates of hell, what else is there to complain about?"

The next moment, she jokingly said, "It's not all bad. If I were to wrestle with Lord Yukong now, maybe I would be the winner."

Yukong smiled calmly, "You're still as calm as before. There's a lot I want to say, but I'll save it for the journey. The journey back to Luofu is long, and we have plenty of time. Even if we can't cure it completely, Xianzhou will definitely be able to provide a way to alleviate the symptoms."

"I've never doubted that, but..." Tingyun paused deliberately, "Since there's no one else around, I'll ask one more question. Do we really have to go back to Luofu?"

【ah? ? ? 】

My brain is kind of freezing.

【"Smooth in all ways"! 】

[Is he going to do something weird again?]

-

Yukong was a little suspicious, "What? You don't plan to go back?"

"Huanlong is ruthless and merciless, yet I, who should have been eliminated, survived. Lord Ruan Mei has nothing to do with the Immortal Boat, so why would he save me?"

Tingyun smiled slightly and gave his own speculation, "I guess Tingyun has unknowingly become a pawn in someone else's game."

[Having said that, I feel like Dr. Luo is playing a very big game.]

[Just kidding, as I said before, Luosha's face destined him to an extraordinary life. What's this about abundance? Isn't it just a matter of control?]

-

Yukong didn't deny it. "Some people within the alliance also believe so. The suspect is currently in Yuque."

"In this case, Tingyun really shouldn't return to Luofu and add to the chaos. Why not go with the flow and make the best use of it?"

"What does it mean to make the best use of things?"

Tingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Now the marks of Jinmie maintain a delicate balance in my body, and... they were created by Huanlong himself.

If possible, I hope that Lord Yukong will report this matter to the general and send me to see the marshal - this body may help the alliance take a step closer to the enemies of the Immortal Boat."

"..." Yukong was silent for a while, and finally looked directly at Tingyun, "Earlier, Ruan Mei visited Luofu alone and mentioned your matter. It was almost the same time that the message from the Starry Sky Train came.

The generals judged that your life was not part of the Illusionary Plan. If used properly, you would be able to serve as a surprise force to help the alliance regain the initiative.

But if I do this, I'll have to keep the news of your resurrection a secret. I really want to hear your thoughts before I make a decision. If you want to go home..."

Yukong's words were righteous, "Then I will definitely go against all objections."

"Fortunately, Tingyun has saved you some trouble in resisting public opinion."

"The road ahead is treacherous. If you're determined to go, there's no reason for me to stop you. But... perhaps I'm being overly selfish. I still want to know clearly whether your choice is genuine."

"As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise. It was precisely this dream journey that allowed Tingyun to see himself more clearly. And right now, there is also circumstantial evidence that can show my true nature to Lord Yukong. Please follow me, I believe it is nearby."

Tingyun took Yukong's hand and walked to the bow of the airship.

“That is…” Yukong saw a Tingyun standing at the bow of the ship?

Tingyun patiently explained, "Before, due to a strange encounter, I was broken into many 'Tingyuns' in my dream. They are all parts of me, focusing on different memories.

And one of them was so far gone that she has not been able to look back at this life until now."

Yukong still couldn't believe it. "Are you talking about her? What is she...doing?"

"She's into something that I'm incredibly obsessed with."

The camera turned to Tingyun's consciousness clone, who looked like a child, looking at the boundless sky and laughing happily.

[Wow, this is amazing! Even though it's the same actor, he really gives off a different vibe.]

[In other words, Tingyun lost part of his innocence, which was stripped away and could not be taken back.]

[So, how did Tingyun's clone get up here? ]

-

"As a thought, she was no different from a newborn child. She boarded this ship simply out of a throbbing heart. Lord Yukong, do you remember? Perhaps to you, it was just an ordinary flight. But to one child... it was her first encounter with the 'sky.'"

Yukong smiled slightly, "Of course I remember. At that time, you were still old enough for me to hold you in my arms."

The scene flashes back to Tingyun’s childhood.

Yukong is still as beautiful as ever, and little Tingyun is in Yukong's arms, feeling the throbbing of the wind.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! 】

【This is so cute! 】

【Baby, baby, you are a big strawberry bun. 】

【Hey, hey, hey, I'm on a different channel. 】

-

The two reminisced about the past, and finally Tingyun spoke up and reintroduced himself.

"Now, Tingyun can set out again, as a 'man who forgets to return home,' and journey towards even greater horizons."

From then on, the three words "Wang Gui Ren" were added after "Ting Yun" in the subtitles.

[Fuck, I told you I couldn't call you Da Tingyun. Names have suffixes.]

[Yes, for example, Dan Heng transforms, and we also have Dragon Pill.]

[Yes, if a character gets a new skin, adding a big letter in front of the name is too cheap.]

-

"Having said that, how is Minghuo doing?" Tingyun asked.

"I've temporarily handed it over to Yanming. You know him well, so there's no need to worry. It's just that his approach is a bit radical, which I'm afraid doesn't align with your usual business principles."

"The principle of doing business..." Tingyun paused, "'Give up what they fight for, take what they give up, only then can I communicate with the world and get what I want'" - I will never change my ability to be good at dealing with people.

But now, Tingyun also understands that the rules of business can be used to compete with people, but it is difficult to compete with gods."

Yukong frowned slightly, "This is not your responsibility in the first place. You are just an innocent survivor of this war."

"Master Yukong...wasn't he also a 'survivor' of war?"

Tingyun's words immediately silenced Yukonggan.

"In a hazy dream, someone seemed to tell me: The name of the survivors is often 'unfortunate'. But... Lord Yukong, the magnificent gods in the sky play chess with humans and the stars, leaving behind a world of lonely souls and piles of bones... Have you ever considered making them pay the price?"

"Every moment. But how can a speck of dust like us escape the chess game that becomes our price? If I had a choice, I really wouldn't want you to be a chess piece. I just want you to remain that happy little fox, without having to get involved in this war..."

"Don't be so pessimistic, Lord Yukong. Thanks to the great monarch's "favor", Tingyun can be a key player this time." Tingyun pointed at himself, "You know, walking alone with a staff, subduing a dragon with an earthworm... it's always the unknown pawns who make the generals helpless.

So now, Tingyun will also act like a cunning speck of dust, making those behind-the-scenes masters... sneeze a few times."

[Fuck! That matches up. Tingyun sneezed while eating candy.]

[What the hell is this called? This is called hunting!]

[Another hunting flying star, Fengrao, what can you use to fight me?]

[What are you so happy about? The abundance is gone, and hunting is probably gone too.]

【Fast forward to the illusion, don't laugh challenge! 】

[Perhaps it was Tingyun pretending to be Huanlong, as fate would have it.]

There was a moment of silence after that. "Departure" is often inseparable from "farewell," but they were so lucky that they didn't have to hesitate between the two.

But luck never seems to favor everyone.

-

At the same time, building a dream border.

"Is there also the influence of 'order' here?" Walter Yang adjusted his glasses tactically.

"No, this stop is just for farewell. I changed a decision halfway, and there are too many variables on this trip..." Sunday stared at the front intently, and the camera moved along with his gaze, and the figure of a robin appeared at the edge of the rooftop.

"It won't hurt to add one more."

"How did you know she was here?"

Sunday smiled and shook his head. "I don't know. I just have a few guesses. I'll try my luck. It seems I have my moments of good fortune."

Walter Yang folded his hands on his chest and said, “It’s not like you to leave this matter to luck.”

“I’m trying to change too.”

"I think others should avoid such occasions." Walter Yang shook his head, "Go ahead."

"Aren't you worried that I might take this opportunity to escape?"

"I believe you are a person who has the ability and the will to take advantage of everything, but that does not include Miss Mockingbird."

Sunday was very grateful for Lao Yang's understanding and expressed his willingness to keep Wan Weike with Lao Yang.

He took a deep breath. "Let's go. If I can't take this step...there's no way I can even start the journey."

Sunday and Vanwick looked at each other and nodded.

He mustered up the courage to speak, "I didn't expect to see you here, Ms. Robin…."

The camera switches to the robin's first-person perspective. In her eyes, Sunday is an intelligent mechanical life form.

"Hello, ma'am. What's your name?"

"My name is... Vanwick, and I'm a member of the Night Thrush family."

The robin politely responded, "So you are a dream builder. Thanks to your hard work, the dream world can recover from the crisis."

"Ms. Mockingbird is the one. She must be very busy lately. Why would she come to the Dreaming Border?"

"I'm taking a break from my busy schedule and want to find a quiet place to relax, preferably one where I can see the stars. I was walking and ended up here." The robin looked up at the starry sky, "Even if it's just a starry sky in my dreams."

"Perhaps there's no difference between dreams and reality in this regard." Sunday walked over to the robin and sat next to her. "We look up at the night sky, but the stars aren't there. Every light we see is the same as it was long ago."

Have we ever seen the real starry sky?"

Although the repetition between the brother and sister is very touching, I am a little overwhelmed. How is this different from self-explosion?

【With this sentence, the robin must have guessed it.】

[We all guessed it, do you think the robin couldn't guess it? ]

Robin shook her head, sure that the person in front of her was not Sunday, but a female omnic.

"Miss Vanwick speaks very philosophically, like someone I know. Do you work around here?"

"No, no. Today is my day off. I have a performance later, so I came here early to get a good seat."

The robin was a little confused. "Performance? Here?"

"Far away, it's said to be a curtain call play, more suitable for listening from a distance than watching it live."