The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

"At the same time, deep in the memory realm."

"Xing tried to open her eyes, but all she saw was darkness."

"Memories gradually surface..."

"Gold Sand launches his final attack, a shower of glittering chips pouring down. Yomi draws his sword, and then, bang—"

"That inexplicable power severed 'Protection', and the surrounding space and time instantly came to a standstill. Xing's thoughts were twisted into a ball in an instant."

"At that moment, she felt that all her senses had disappeared. Only gravity was tearing at her brain, and she was falling in endless darkness."

"Until a flame embraced her."

"So, who saved her?"

"With such doubts in her mind, the darkness in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, and a tall silver-white robot came into her sight - it was Sam!"

"Sam saved Xing? But isn't Sam the enemy?"

Yu Ji didn't understand.

"Hahaha, Yu Ji, Sam did this in order to capture Xing, humiliate her severely, and turn Xing into a Xing slave!" Xiang Yu laughed.

He has seen through everything!

"Huh? Is that so?" Yu Ji was shocked.

Robots are made of iron, right? Iron and humans... can, can they be like that?

"In another world, there are all kinds of strange things!"

Xiang Yu didn't think there was anything wrong.

There are even star gods in that world, so what's wrong with robots and humans doing that kind of thing?

Fan Zeng: “…”

I don’t know what to say anymore.

…………

"You're awake. I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Sam said calmly.

"Xing still remembered that her last meeting with Sam was not pleasant, and she was a little wary: "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything but wait for you to wake up. I wanted to show up in front of you earlier and tell you some facts."

"But the obstacles I encountered were greater than I had anticipated. Eleven times, I tried, but failed. Before I knew it, I had become too connected to the world, and it was difficult to escape the constraints of the 'script.'"

"Elliot is right. In this dreamland, you and I will both gain unforgettable experiences."

"I don't understand people's hearts as well as he and Kafka, nor do I have the skills of Silver Wolf and Blade. Most of my skills are only applicable to villains who deserve no mercy."

“So—there’s only one method I can use.”

““That is to show you—”

"Sam was on fire."

“My everything.”

"In the flames, the figure of a young girl slowly emerged."

"Hiroshi's pupils suddenly dilated—it was Firefly!"

"Sam is Firefly?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang could hardly believe his eyes.

He had been watching for such a long time, but still couldn't realize that it was a firefly!

Suddenly, he understood.

"Oh~ So, the person Huang Quan and Sha Jin just mentioned, the one who came back alive from the other side of the barrier, is Liu Ying?"

"But..." Queen Ma hesitated, "Xing saw Liuying die, and less than ten minutes later, she met Sam."

So, in just a few minutes, Liuying passed through the barrier and came back alive?

No, isn’t Liuying so powerful?

She still has the impression that Liuying is a pitiful little girl!

And then you told her that Firefly is so powerful?

Then what about the tears she shed for Liuying’s death?

Does she drink a lot of water?

"So Liuying said that he had to stay in the treatment cabin... This treatment cabin refers to Sam."

Zhu Biao didn't know what to say.

Such a tall and mighty robot, and you said it was a treatment cabin?!

…………

"Chaolu Mansion."

Gallagher strolled through the house, joking, "A maze of corridors and rooms, traps and mechanisms everywhere... The owner of this mansion must be quite paranoid."

"You have a good sense of humor, Mr. Sheriff. I hope your sense of humor has helped you find the serial killer." Sunday said lightly, his back to Gallagher.

(Sunday: Is this some kind of vegetable market? People come and go as they please!)

"Just expressing my personal opinion," Gallagher shrugged. "What, did it hit you sore?"

"Mr. Gallagher, my patience is running out," Sunday said, emphasizing the situation. He turned and faced Gallagher. "Slacking off...will only make me more suspicious of your involvement with the murderer."

"Hehe..." Gallagher laughed. "Rogue, scoundrel, drunk, hooligan... I've heard plenty of these rubbish, but I never imagined I'd be accused of being an accomplice to a murderer. I take it back: Your problem isn't paranoia, it's a lunatic, understand? A lunatic."

"Sunday quietly watched him and listened to him continue talking. To him, those aggressive words were like a gentle breeze, without any harm."

"You—the family—broke the spine of this old dog and pulled out his fangs, and now you're accusing me of murder? Assholes, only a drunk idiot from Suleda would go crazy over a stray dog ​​on the street."

"What on earth is making you keep talking nonsense here? You should be more concerned about those foreign guests who are having a great time at the movie park than me."

"He talked for a long time, but Sunday only raised the corners of his mouth slightly."

"You don't need to remind me. As soon as the envoy left, I knew what he was up to. My 'servants' saw it all. His little magic trick did fool me, but it doesn't matter. I'm very happy with the current situation."

"Why do you think I let him go? And why did I clear out the stage at the movie park?"

"Because my target has always been you, Hound. The more noise he makes, the more chances I have to make you and your true master (the Watchmaker) pay for your crimes with blood!"

"Sunday's tone was filled with murderous intent."

"In the past, he wouldn't have done something like this, but now... he can't control himself!"

"The robin is dead, he no longer has the heart to tell right from wrong!"

"Even if this will disappoint the 'Dream Master', it doesn't matter anymore!"

"This is really... unexpected."

Sima Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

He originally thought that Sunday was just like him, a tyrant who would do anything to achieve his goals, and would endure in secret just to get the final victory!

As a result... this guy is actually a sister complex!

Look at what that guy said. Is that what a hero should say?

"I misjudged you, Sunday." He shook his head in disappointment.

(Sunday: What level do you have to try to scam me? People on the internet treat me like Jesus, a saint!)

PS: Six chapters completed, a total of more than 12,000 words... From morning to night, I have not left my seat except for eating. I have burned out and will continue tomorrow.