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The silk thread appeared suddenly and without warning, emerging from the ocean of memories the instant Sunday's words fell.

It's like it's found its target and is clinging to Jiao Shou relentlessly.

Simultaneously.

A voice rang in their ears along the silk thread.

"Got you!"

"Damn it!"

Jiao Shou immediately realized what was happening and reached out to pull at the silk threads connecting him to his body, but these threads seemed to be non-existent, and he couldn't touch them no matter what force he used.

Pinocene is the paradise of consciousness, and this thread exists in a place deeper than consciousness.

"Damn it! Sunday! Get to work and get rid of these things!"

Sunday was shocked by this scene. Looking at the disheveled Jiao Shou, he took a deep breath and reached out a sacred book, which appeared in his hand.

The power of harmony was mobilized, but it still couldn't touch the threads on Jiao Shou's body in the slightest.

That thing.

It was as if they didn't exist.

Even he had no clue or solution; this is something that ordinary people cannot do.

Does Pinocchio have such a powerful entity?

The thought popped into his head, and on Sunday, Lin Mao's image kept appearing in his mind. When he thought of him, he remembered 'Robin' gently stroking his belly.

His face darkened again.

He's too weak, so weak that if he goes against Lin Mao, he'll probably be killed before he even sees Lin Mao.

"I'm just too weak right now..."

On Sunday, he looked at his right hand and murmured.

Jiao Shou's exasperated voice rang out.

"This isn't the time for you to be sentimental about strength and weakness! Hurry up and come help! Don't you want to leave Pinocchio, or would you rather spend your whole life in prison!"

Upon learning the identity of the attackers, Sunday stood by and watched coldly from the sidelines, showing no intention of intervening again.

That previous time was just his test.

Let's see what's entangled with Jiao Shou. Is it a test from Jiao Shou, or is there a powerful being attacking him?

Now it seems.

It's the latter.

“I covet the power of order so that I can turn Pinocchio into a true paradise, unlike you, you monkey, who only thinks about turning others into your kind.”

He made sarcastic remarks on Sunday.

"As for being arrested... I'm guilty anyway, maybe arresting you will lessen my punishment."

"(Unknown profanity)!"

I couldn't understand what Jiao Shou was saying, but I was sure he was using very foul language.

A moment later, the music below suddenly changed, from harmonious melodies to passionate rock.

On Sunday, I glanced down and saw the mess on the central stage of the celebration.

He recognized the other person as one of the two sea patrol knights who had been chasing him, as mentioned by Jiao Shou.

Despite his itchy hands, Luanpo eventually went on stage to perform, because Lin Mao was a master who doted on his apprentices.

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As the rock music started, something unexpected happened on Jiao Shou's side.

The silk thread, which was originally just for positioning, suddenly began to tighten. An unparalleled force came, and Jiao Shou had no time to resist or even make a sound before he disappeared into the void.

On Sunday, it was clear that the other person had fallen into the ocean current of memory and was drifting along with it, not knowing where it was going.

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Mao appeared at the celebration. He had been standing there the whole time, but no one else recognized him.

Memory Essence is like a toy in your hands, easily accomplishing things that even a century-old dream architect could not.

This dream world.

It is filled with memory matter, a substance related to consciousness.

Others don't know.

But for those who understand the laws of nature...

This is paradise!

Fireworks lit up the sky, and Lin Mao raised his hand, flicking a thin line from the void towards the sky. Everything that had just disappeared into the void reappeared in the sky.

Like a string of candied hawthorns, they are connected by a thread, or like balloons or kites, they cannot fall from the sky.

Hearing Jiao Shou's shouts, Sunday's expression showed no joy at the crisis being averted; he simply pursed his lips.

The stronger Lin Mao appeared, the more unhappy Zhou Ri became, because he couldn't beat him.

Seriously, just from what's happening right now, Sunday can tell the difference between himself and Lin Mao, maybe even the difference between him and a dog.

"Sister, oh sister, why did you have to...? What is he...? Sigh!"

"Brother Lin Mao!"

He didn't hear anything else, but the phrase "Brother Lin Mao" reached his ears precisely, freezing him in place as he was about to leave.

Even though he knew what was going to happen next would be hard for him to accept, he stopped turning around on Sunday out of concern for his family and sister.

Stand still and look in the direction of the sound.

Dressed in a formal suit, 'Robin' ran towards Lin Mao in the center of the celebration with a joyful expression, even happier than when he saw his older brother...

"puff--"

On Sunday, he couldn't take it anymore. He clutched his chest and left the vicinity. He was afraid he would see what happened next, so he immediately kicked his legs and died there.

If he dies, the robin will truly be left all alone.

"Weak! Too weak!"

The image of the robin raising three babies alone resurfaced in my mind, and Sunday's heartache turned into a resolute look in her eyes.

"I want to be stronger!"

Let's put aside the goal of bringing happiness to everyone for now!

Let my sister be happy first!

"Lin Mao, if you dare to bully my sister, I will never forgive you! Never!"

On Sunday, I looked back at the Origami University in the distance, and after a moment, I turned around and left with heavy steps.

He suffered a really big blow today.

I need to find a place to rest and recover...

"Ah!"

Lin Mao rubbed his nose and looked in the direction Sunday had left, puzzled.

"Why do I feel like someone is talking about me in that place?"

And his beliefs seem very firm, full of a sense of justice... I didn't bully anyone in Pinocchio, did I?

"Brother~"

Hearing the sound, Lin Mao silently watched the robin rushing towards him, too lazy to even move his feet, as someone else would block its approach for him.

The real robin can only imagine embracing other men in public.

She took a step forward and stopped the 'Robin's' actions, which earned her a glare from the 'Robin'.

The robin took a step back, pinched her pinky finger, and angrily rebuked:

"Where did this servant come from, daring to block my way? Does he even know who I am? If I told you my identity, it would probably scare you to death!"

Robin: "..."

How come I didn't know my own identity could be so terrifying?

Lin Mao felt an urge to cover his face upon seeing this. "Huahu, did I tell you that you're perfect for playing a villainous supporting character?"

After Lin Mao revealed the true identity of the 'robin' in front of him.

The other person's voice changed, and the anger on their face disappeared along with the change in voice, replaced by a light laugh.

"How could a villainous supporting character be worthy of Hanabi's status? Boss, you don't know, the most invitations I receive in the industry are for me to play the innocent female lead!"

“…I’m not blind.”

Lin Mao could only wish those people good luck in casting Hanabi as the innocent female lead.

"I hate it~"

Hanabi shoved Lin Mao, but Lin Mao dodged it.

"Ugh—" Lin Mao wiped his mouth. "I didn't eat breakfast this morning, and with all the strenuous exercise, I feel a bit nauseous... Don't worry, it has absolutely nothing to do with your 'clamping' voice."

Hanabi: "..."

She finally understood why even the God of Music could be defeated by Lin Mao.

"Damn insects! Put me down if you dare! Let me cleanse your filthy souls!"

"..."