Zone Zero: I'm invincible now that the heavenly fire has killed Nineveh!

Su Chen is different from others.

His mind and body are so closely connected that when he enters a dream, he has a dual perspective of both dream and reality, while still being able to control his body.

In his dream, he will hold Hanabi's shoulder and remember this joyful feeling.

In reality, his body rose from the Dream Pool, stepped over the silver wolf lying beside him, and walked out of the room.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a large number of customers crowding the counter on the first floor, reporting problems and making complaints in a panic.

Clearly, these are guests who were forcibly logged out during prime time, and perhaps some who came out of other dreams out of fear.

The male angel in the white suit is leading a group of members in an emergency response.

There was also a gold-plated figure with a heart-shaped opening on his chest, who was tirelessly questioning Sunday, his eloquent and dashing manner resembling that of a peacock.

The company, which has always dreamed of gaining control of Pinocchio, will not let such a golden opportunity slip by.

On Sunday, faced with the fact that something went wrong in the dream, I was unable to refute it and was extremely busy and overwhelmed.

Su Chen shook his head slightly. It seemed that his operation to capture Hua Huo fermented bean curd had a significant impact.

If the owners of Pinocchio cannot resolve the problem, they will likely lose a large number of customers.

Interstellar Peace Corporation's offensive to gain control of Pinocone will intensify.

Some guests will miss the chance to enter Taiyi's Dream and experience a brief, perfect life if they leave early.

Su Chen felt sorry for them for a second, and decided to restore the golden moment to its original state and then give them a small gift.

For example, a portion of the light could be made into a badge, planting a seed of hope.

Firstly, it should be as compensation for his rudeness. He should admit his mistake; he damaged such a large venue and caused so much trouble in his attempt to capture Xingnu Lezi, so it cannot be ignored.

I'm ashamed to say, he's not thick-skinned enough yet and needs more time to grow.

And this part of the loss needs to be recovered from the fireworks.

Secondly, it is about trying to catch the light of hope.

Without hope, Tiga cannot transform into Shining Form; what difference is there between him and a salted fish?

When Sunday transforms into the resounding choir of Dominix, it drags the entire Pinocchio into an eternal dream. It is an ideal heaven where any desire can be fulfilled, but also a spiritual hell that betrays reality.

When people realize that falling asleep is just an escape, and their situation hasn't changed, the reality they care about gradually drifts away from them.

So they longed to wake up from their dream, and what torment it was when they realized that the enemy was a cunning and invincible force.

If a ray of light provides guidance, it will surely receive the support to unleash its full vitality.

In Su Chen's mind, nothing fits the definition of hope better than life's infinite anticipation of the future.

Just then, Sunday seemed to sense a malicious gaze, looked up at the second floor, and met that calm face.

Su Chen smiled slightly at Sunday, then turned and left.

"What is he trying to do? Did he do it?"

Sunday's mood sank.

He had noticed Su Chen long ago and was very concerned about this powerful figure who was capturing star core hunters.

Now that something has happened at Golden Moment, this person is quite suspicious. After all, the Hound family saw Su Chen and the Star Core Hunter appear together at Golden Moment, and were even tricked by Silver Wolf.

"Mr. Sunday!"

Sand Gold raised his voice and sternly rebuked, "What makes you so disrespectful to me!"

"When such a major event occurs at a golden moment, millions of guests encounter accidents of unknown cause in their dreams, and their lives and property are in danger."

"As the head of the Oak family and the leader of Pinocchio, how can you be so indifferent to a guest's question?!"

He was committed to seizing every opportunity to create a chance to reclaim Pinocone.

“Mr. Sand Gold, I apologize for my rudeness just now.” Sunday regained his composure, his silver-gray eyes looking directly at Sand Gold, and said in a gentle voice, “I am deeply sorry for such a serious accident, but on what grounds are you questioning me?”

"As far as I know, you are not in your golden age."

He was already somewhat annoyed; the Grand Music Festival was just around the corner, a particularly special time.

It was infuriating enough that something went wrong at such a crucial moment, but to add to that the presence of this ill-intentioned corporate apostle, he had reached his breaking point.

Sand Gold spoke eloquently and righteously: "Out of the humanitarian spirit of Interstellar Peace Company, as believers of the Amber King, we have always upheld the meaning of preservation. For the safety of millions of tourists, I feel obligated to stand up."

"So that's it."

Sunday nodded slightly, then calmly said, "But we found dangerous items in your carry-on luggage that shouldn't be in Pinocchio."

"I do not doubt the stance of Interstellar Peace Corporation, but I cannot rule out the possibility that some people with ulterior motives want to use your identity to create misunderstandings."

"Before this doubt is clarified, would you please visit the Oak Family for a few days?"

To be honest, this person is also on his list of people he's closely watching.

The bag contained so many random gems, and who knew how many fragments of the foundation stones were hidden inside. Each foundation stone was worth one-tenth of the envoy's power.

Even if the power of the messenger is only one-tenth, it is still a threat that should not be underestimated.

"You suspect that I'm involved in this accident?"

Sand Gold pointed to his nose and said in great surprise.

He wanted to cause trouble, but he had only been there a short time and hadn't even figured out the situation yet. Even the bag containing the foundation stone was being controlled by the family.

It was precisely because he was completely innocent that he dared to step forward and join in the fun.

"It's not that we doubt the beliefs of the Interstellar Peace Corporation, but this matter is of great importance, and the family cannot let go of any possible clues."

On Sunday, he shook his head slightly and said calmly.

He knew that this matter was most likely unrelated to the company. If it were truly the company's doing, Pinocchio would have been withdrawn long ago, given the extent to which it could affect dreams.

Moreover, no one died in this accident, which is unlike the company's usual practices.

Those profit-driven individuals who shout about their faith in the Amber King don't mind causing a greater impact with the loss of one or two lives.

However, we can't let the gold nuggets cause trouble so blatantly now. Let's use this as an excuse to lock them up and keep them quiet.

This also shifts the blame for the accident outward, reducing customers' distrust of Pinoconi.

“Mr. Sunday, you are making unfounded accusations against a P47-level employee of Interstellar Peace Corporation. Please correct your attitude!”

Sand Gold looked at the burly men in suits who were surrounding him and immediately shouted angrily.

This is a golden opportunity to shake the family’s dominance over Pinocone, without even needing to gamble with the cornerstone.

He enjoys high-stakes gambling, but he doesn't mind unexpected windfalls.

If the company loses this opportunity to reap a huge profit because he is the cornerstone investor, then his responsibility would be too great.

It will be far worse than Toppa's defeat on Yalilo VI. A thousand harsh planets in a cold wave are no match for the grandest stars in the universe, and he will be punished more severely.

"Mr. Sand Gold, please don't be too resistant. Once the truth comes out, we will offer you our sincerest apologies."

Sunday's tone was gentle, but it had already begun to exert the power of harmony.

Sand Gold felt dizzy and disoriented.

He was shocked. Although he didn't have a foundation, Sunday, which could control him at will, was obviously too powerful.

He doesn't want to wait until the truth comes out before releasing him; by then, it'll be too late!

Sand Gold opened his mouth, then forced a nonchalant tone and said, "Since that's the case, please let the family clear my name."

Ladio! Professor! Think of something!

He had a companion who was a scholar from the Society for the Study of the Arts.

Although he was arrogant, we did not get along well with him.

But now, we can only pin our hopes on that person.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Sunday nodded slightly, and then two young men in suits escorted Sand Gold to the Oak family's residence.

On Sundays, the focus shifts to other guests, and the efforts to appease them begin again.

He used the power of harmony to make everyone feel his sincerity.

Without the troublemaker, Sand Gold, the remaining guests were much easier to manage, and the noise gradually subsided.

At this moment, in the shadows on the first floor of the Daydream Hotel.

A man wearing a plaster head, holding a gold book, shook his head slightly: "Crude placer gold."

He turned and stepped into the elevator, whispering with a hint of disdain, "Zero points, next."