The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

"What do you mean?" Zhu Di was dumbfounded.

So you put on such a grand show, but ended up telling him that nothing happened?

What should I do?

No matter how exciting you are in your dreams, it doesn’t matter in reality. What should you do?

Isn’t this just playing house?

What about the death of the firefly? What about the death of the robin?

You create such a miserable scene, and then you turn around and say everything is fine?

"Father...this is not a complete failure." Zhu Gaochi's face was solemn.

“If no one died, why did Sunday, one of the managers of Pinocchio, think that someone really died?”

"Where do those killed by 'Death' go?"

"besides……"

"Stop!" Zhu Di stopped his son's nagging and said impatiently, "I know how to analyze these things. Just keep thinking of your lines! Everything is dedicated to...Emperor Yongle! That's it. Do you understand? Keep thinking."

"Oh..." An aggrieved expression appeared on Zhu Gaochi's chubby face, and he continued to think about his lines.

…………

"…Why would I do that?" Gold Sand laughed.

"Because only in this way can you touch upon a secret more sinister than that serial murder case."

“You can only reach there through ‘death in a dream,’ the promised land that people are always seeking in this grand event.”

"The watchmaker's legacy... a true Pinocchio."

"When Huang Quan said this, he was as sure as if he had read a script."

"What do you mean? This current Pinocchio is fake?"

Liu Bei was stunned.

The group played for so long and had so much fun, how could this be fake?

"...My lord, I do have some guesses." Zhuge Liang waved the fan a little faster.

(I suddenly understand why smart people like to fan themselves. Thinking = using the brain = brain overclocking = temperature rise = need for heat dissipation, so a fan is needed. The argument is complete!)

"Military advisor, please tell me quickly." Liu Bei said hurriedly.

"Pinocone used to be a frontier prison. The watchmaker and others participated in its liberation and created the Dreamland."

"And the Pinocchio we see today...is it really a beautiful dream?"

"Huang Quan saw the Chaoxia Factory in 'The Hour of Dawn'. The workers there worked tirelessly, forgetting to eat or sleep, creating one beautiful dream after another. However, those workers could only lead a boring life between the factory and the dilapidated dormitory."

"The splendor in dreams has never been theirs. Those magnificent landscapes belong only to the powerful!"

"How is this dream different from the border prison I once was?"

"It's just that the prison has become a 'Pinoconi' and the prisoners have become workers. Apart from that, there is no other difference."

"And the real Pinocchio...perhaps this is the dreamland that the watchmaker and others once created."

Zhuge Liang's speculation left Liu Bei dumbfounded.

He suddenly felt that he was also one of the rich and powerful people who enjoyed the splendor...

So, in the future, someone will overthrow him and create their own "dreamland"?

Hahaha, there must be one. After all, he wanted to fight hard because he couldn't make ends meet.

If he could live a good life by weaving straw sandals, why would he fight on the battlefield?

Similarly, if the people can live a good life, why create a "dreamland"?

…………

"..." Shajin's smile faded, and he asked in a deep voice, "How did you find out?"

"I never imagined that something I accidentally learned would become the key to connecting everything." Huang Quan said calmly.

"It's 'that person's' identity, right?" Shajin said, speaking in a tone only the riddler could understand.

"It seems you know this too." But Huang Quan actually understood, because she was also a Riddler.

"Who? Who is that person?" Zhao Gou was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand, he really couldn't understand!

Please explain clearly, you make me look stupid!

…………

"Murder is a good excuse, but it's not enough. Even if there were one or two murders in Pinocchio, it would only affect a very small number of people and wouldn't cause any significant stir."

"This beautiful dream isn't a vast ocean, but an isolated island. The family uses 'harmony' to build a high wall, isolating themselves from the outside world and protecting their people from drowning in the sea..."

"At the same time, this barrier of 'isolation from death' is used to bury secrets hidden in the depths of the sea. In a dream without pain and casualties, those secrets will never see the light of day."

"Gold Sand said calmly."

"Unless someone goes to the other side of the barrier... and comes back alive." Huang Quan continued.

“Someone has already done it. I got a hint early on: if the mute doesn’t refer to ‘the one who can’t speak’, then it can only mean ‘the one who can’t speak’…”

“The person who survived the deep sea but could no longer speak on stage—I’m glad to know she’s still in Pinocchio and is safe.”

"Gold Dust smiled."

"A hint? Isn't that evidence?" Huang Quan was surprised.

"So, Shajin has absolutely no proof that death in dreams isn't real death? He's literally risking his life!"

"So, why didn't Shajin let his men try?"

Hu Hai couldn't understand.

Try it yourself, and if you die, you'll really die!

But it would be different if we let our men go.

If a subordinate dies, he dies.

Let alone one, even if there are ten, a hundred, or a thousand, they are not as important as your own life!

Anyway, if he encountered such a thing, he would never let himself try it.

"Idiot!" Ying Zheng kicked him again. "To reach the other side of the barrier and come back alive... this is no easy task! Otherwise, it wouldn't be just one person who succeeded. How could those low-level staff possibly accomplish such a thing?"

Letting those low-level employees go will only lead to their deaths.

Of course, he didn't mean to go alone.

If it were him, he would find someone who is easier to deceive among the ten people in Shixin, and then trick that person over...

Anyway, it's impossible for him to go there alone! He really values ​​his life!

Only someone like Sha Jin, who has a self-destructive tendency and thinks that it doesn't matter if he dies, would try it himself.

…………

"I see." Huang Lian's eyes held a hint of pity. "You are indeed very lucky. Fate has brought our paths together, and I happen to possess a knife—sharp enough to sever the veil of your beautiful dreams and simultaneously sever the mark of 'harmony' from you."

"This is really lucky. She has traveled to so many worlds and has never seen anyone so lucky."

"But...what is the price behind this luck?"