Original God, I, a god, was madly recreated by the system

Looking at the files thrown on the ground, everyone in the train crew was stunned for a moment, but Lao Yang still picked them up carefully.

As he picked it up, he found that it was a list.

"List?" Old Yang looked at Zhou Ri in confusion.

"Yes, this is a list of 52 members who are loyal to the family," Sunday said slowly.

"What happened to these 52 members?" March 7 asked in confusion.

Sunday didn't answer immediately, but looked at Gallagher.

"Brown hair, soft and curly like Benny's, orange eyes that reminded me of Sir Whittaker's gaze, a strange scar that was Woolsey's medal..."

"Sheriff Gallagher, do you think I need to tell you the remaining 49 characteristics?" Sunday looked at Gallagher and said slowly.

"What...what do you mean?" Xing was confused.

"The three people just now are on this list, what about the remaining forty-nine? Could it be..." Old Yang's expression changed.

"Gallah, you actually!" Ji Zi also thought of something at this time, and her expression was also very shocked.

"What? What? I still don't understand!" Xing was still confused.

"Me too!" March 7th said the same thing.

"Hahahaha, it seems that I still underestimated you. You actually found them all." Gallagher didn't get angry but laughed out loud.

"Xing, Xiao Sanyue, I'm afraid that the Gallaher in front of us doesn't actually exist. He should be a fictional person who combines the characteristics of the fifty-two family members." Ji Zi also explained to Xing and Sanyueqi at this time.

"What...what! Fiction?" Only then did Xing and Sanyueqi reveal shocked expressions.

"No wonder. When we took the watchmaker's inheritance yesterday and asked Mr. Gallaher why he was so rebellious against the family, he said that he had never been a harmonious person and that he was mysterious. So it turns out that he had already hinted to us at that time!" Old Yang also quickly remembered what happened yesterday.

"Mr. Gallagher, your fabrication has been exposed. I'm afraid you..." Ji Zi looked at Gallagher worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. My work was actually done when I handed over the inheritance to you. The reason why I didn't tell you yesterday was because I wanted to know who had attacked me. Now it seems that I was right not to tell you everything yesterday," Gallagher said calmly.

"So, Mr. Gallagher, what are you going to do now?" Old Yang asked.

"I don't have much time left. I'm afraid I don't have time to fight him. Besides, he asked you to come because he probably wanted to explain everything clearly. So, I'm afraid my future battles will be left to you," Gallagher said calmly.

"We understand. That's it, Sunday. If you have anything to say, just say it here all at once, lest someone is about to leave and not hear everything!" Old Yang looked at Sunday.

"Okay, then I'll explain it all here at once." Sunday nodded and spoke.

"Speaking of which, the construction of Pinocchio to its current state was actually promoted by an unknown guest. That unknown guest can be said to be the father of Pinocchio, and this father of Pinocchio is what you call a watchmaker. Logically speaking, such a great person should be praised by us day and night, but..."

"Why... "we" hate him so much? Do you want to know the reason?" Sunday asked everyone in the train crew.

"So... what's the reason?" March 7 asked subconsciously.

Sunday didn't answer immediately, but turned and walked towards a dream door that suddenly appeared.

Because the dream gate was a little far away, Sunday spoke about it while walking.

"Before I tell you all the reasons, I would like to ask you three questions. The first one is..."

"A long time ago, the robin and I found an abandoned little Harmony pigeon. Facing this abandoned little Harmony pigeon, we almost did the same thing..."

"That is to adopt it, but now I want to ask you about your decision on how to adopt it."

"You have two choices: one is to build a bird's nest for it with cushions on the spot, and the other is to build a birdcage for it and take good care of it in the house."

"Everyone, please make your choice. If you have made your choice, please come in. I will be waiting for you inside."

As Sunday spoke, he walked into the dream gate. As he entered, the dream gate turned into two gates scattered in different directions. The words "bird's nest" and "birdcage" were displayed on these two dream gates at the same time.

After watching Sunday walk in and disappear from everyone's sight, March Seven made a slightly unhappy sound.

"What the hell is this guy Sunday doing? He's asking such a strange question all of a sudden. But if it's a question like this, I think I should choose the birdcage. What if there are any wild animals around? If I leave it there, I'm afraid it will be eaten."

"Xiao Sanyue and I have similar ideas. If we leave an abandoned bird in the wild, it will inevitably lose its ability to survive. If it can't grow up healthily, how can it fly into the sky? I would also choose a birdcage!" Ji Zi followed.

"At the moment, it seems that the birdcage is the best home for the little bird," Old Yang nodded.

As for Gallagher, he folded his arms and looked calm.

"Gallah, don't you want to choose?" Xing looked over.

"I don't have much time, and these options don't make sense to me," Gallagher said solemnly.

"Okay, then I'll listen to everyone and choose the birdcage. Of course, if it were me, I might build a nest on the spot, and then live nearby to protect it, and feed the bird myself until it can live independently, but there doesn't seem to be this answer in the choices." Xing scratched his head and walked straight towards the birdcage.

After hearing what Xing said, Gallagher's expression was slightly shaken, and then he moved along with the others.

Soon, as the group walked into the birdcage, Sunday's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.

"I'm very happy that you made the same choice as we did back then," Sunday spoke slowly again.

"At that time, as we brought the little Harmony pigeon home, we built a comfortable birdcage for it."

"We raised it carefully, prepared fine food for it every day, and combed its feathers. Later, on the day the robin left Pinocchio, we opened the door of the cage and let it return to the sky."

"I looked at it from the window for a long time, about three days."

"During those long three days, the little Harmony Pigeon tried again and again to spread its wings, fly into the sky, and then fall to the ground again..."

"It goes on and on"

"Finally, on the 137th try, it finally worked"

"But this attempt was not successful. After flying shakily for a while, it fell to the ground because it could not accurately control the direction of the air flow."

"The fall completely broke its wings. It struggled in my arms, but to no avail."

“Finally, a painful death”

"Our careful care, love and high hopes have become the driving force behind its destruction at this moment," Sunday said, looking at the crowd.

"Your choice is the same as ours, but..." Sunday looked at Xing again.

"Your answer is beyond my expectations. We never thought of this kind of answer back then!"

"If that's the case... maybe it can really fly into the sky..."