"What's going on? How come Jepard is in the Lower City?" Zhou Yuan leaned against the wall, hiding himself, his mind a jumble of thoughts.

In the game, Jepard should be guarding the Iron Guard restricted area right now. His appearance in the city earlier was already surprising enough, but I never expected him to come down here now!

"What's he doing down here? Why...why did he approach Sambo alone?"

Zhou Yuan strained his ears, hoping to hear their conversation, but the distance was too great to make it possible.

There were no obstructions between them, so Zhou Yuan couldn't get close and could only lean against the wall, occasionally peeking out.

About ten minutes later, Jepard quietly left. Before he left, he seemed to take something from Sambo's hand, but Zhou Yuan couldn't see it clearly.

Zhou Yuan waited behind the wall for about ten more minutes before making it look like he was late.

"Sorry, I just saw the message."

His gaze swept subtly across Sambo's face, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

As expected of the Masked Fool, he's quite the actor...

“Here you are, Brother Zhou Yuan,” Sang Bo said with a smile, pulling a die-shaped button out of his pocket. “Here, this is the consciousness shield.”

"So small?" Since he didn't know Sambo and Jepard's thoughts, Zhou Yuan didn't reveal his intentions easily, but simply asked along with the conversation.

"Hmm, as long as you press the button on it, this little thing will create a circular space with a radius of two meters, centered on itself, that shields consciousness."

"Thank you." Zhou Yuan put it away and nodded earnestly.

"I wish you a safe journey tomorrow," Sambo said, then suddenly clapped his hands. "I almost forgot, I once acquired a rare item that might be of help to you."

"what?"

Sangbo chuckled, pulled out a red box with a white petal button from his pocket, and began to talk eloquently, completely unaware of Zhou Yuan's almost frozen expression.

"As for the origin of this strange object, it has quite a history. In short, I heard that it can take people back to the past!"

"Go back...go back to what?"

Zhou Yuan was a little stunned. His mind was completely occupied by the button in Sambo's hand. That was not some strange object at all. It was clearly the "Mutual Guarantee Destruction Button" that Hanabi had given out at Pinocchio!

Fireworks have arrived in Belleburg!?

"Go back in time, you've probably seen similar works, right? Anyway, whenever you feel desperate or regretful, you can press this button, and maybe a surprise will happen."

"I see," Zhou Yuan said, barely managing to recover from his shock. To avoid arousing Sangbo's suspicion, he reached out and took the button. "Is this free?"

“Of course,” Sambo chuckled, “but if you really do come back from the future, remember to tell me tomorrow’s lottery numbers!”

Zhou Yuan got the button and left without getting entangled with Sang Bodo. He just wanted to find a quiet place to sort out his thoughts.

Back in his hotel room, Zhou Yuan carefully placed the button on the table, making sure it wouldn't fall off, before examining it closely.

Below the button was a thin red box, about the size of a palm, with clock patterns engraved on the four corners. The button on the red box was a white flower with gold trim. At first glance, it really looked like the real thing.

Although its appearance is somewhat different from the "mutual guarantee of destruction button" of fireworks, Zhou Yuan knows in his heart that this is definitely not some kind of strange object that can turn back time!

What exactly does it do? Zhou Yuan couldn't guess.

He then thought of all the unusual things.

Sambo, who was supposed to be without a mask, suddenly took out one and lent it to Zhou Yuan.

Jepard, who should have been in the restricted area, not only returned to Beloborg but also secretly infiltrated the lower zone and made a secret deal with Sambo, whom he was usually hunting down.

After meeting with Jepard, Sambo pulled out Hanabi's "mutual guarantee of destruction button," and everything pointed to one answer—Jepard is now Hanabi!

She arrived in Belloberg at some point, returned the mask to Sambo, and replaced the real Jepard!

Why did Fireworks end up in Belleburg? Wasn't she supposed to respawn in Pinocchio?! Zhou Yuan felt like he was frying fish and had run into someone even better at it than him.

"She couldn't have just come here out of nowhere... Could it be because of Ah Ha??" Zhou Yuan pondered.

"Sambo is also a possibility."

“This is a bit tricky…” Zhou Yuan then remembered, “Wait, I’m the envoy, why should I be afraid of them! Besides, the enemy is in the open while I’m in the shadows, I have a great chance of winning!”

First, Zhou Yuan needed to ensure his plans wouldn't be disrupted, so he sent a message to Dr. Juejue:

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

The other party replied quickly: "It's nothing, Brother Zhou, what's wrong?"

"It's good that you're alright." Zhou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems they're not planning to start here... So what are they planning to do?"

It's difficult to guess what the Joy Envoys are thinking, and it's even more difficult when two Joy Envoys are together. Zhou Yuan remained silent for a moment, then decided to strike first.

"Once I've rendered you all immobile, I can carry out my plans with peace of mind."

Zhou Yuan began to list out the advantages and disadvantages of Hanabi and Sambo compared to himself.

"Sambo's strength and abilities are unknown, but he seems to be able to be countered by my light cone... Hanabi seems to have the ability to pull people into the illusion, but her other strengths are unknown... I have immense strength, but I estimate it will be difficult for me to touch anyone... It seems that I can only rely on my light cone to attack."

Zhou Yuan quickly devised a simple plan: while they were talking, he would take advantage of their unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack with a light cone containing negative emotions.

Creating light cones would deplete his own power, so Zhou Yuan planned to divide his power into ten parts: 30% to deal with Sambo and 70% to deal with Hanabi.

That wretched little brat deserves to be punished severely!

Although this would cause him to lose his own power, Zhou Yuan had no choice but to do so in order for the plan to proceed smoothly.

Before that, he needs to carefully study the function of the emotion light cone, what else can it do besides bringing emotions?

He recalled how he had used the light cone on Sambo before, when he had clearly restrained Sambo.

"It must have some effect that I don't know about! Who should I ask to try it?"

Zhou Yuan pondered for a moment before entering Dan Heng's room.

At this moment, Dan Heng was organizing information. Upon hearing Zhou Yuan's request, he nodded and said:

"No problem, how can I help you?"

"Just stand still." Zhou Yuan said, squeezing his hand behind his head to pull out a pale red card. Considering the cost of making the light cone, Zhou Yuan added very little pain to it.

The cone of light, imbued with pain, fell from Zhou Yuan's hand, slowly drifting towards Dan Heng, where it instantly dissolved.

The next moment, Dan Heng clenched his fists tightly, and scenes began to flash through his mind.

He saw the white-haired fox-girl holding up the black sun shouting at him, "Danfeng, run!"

He saw the old man holding a shattered eggshell and roaring at him, "Danfeng! What have you done?!"

He saw countless people and heard countless voices:

"Danfeng! Danfeng!! Danfeng!!!"

Zhou Yuan quietly observed Dan Heng in front of him, when he suddenly noticed a misty white fog rising from the room.

The ground, walls, ceiling, and everything around suddenly shimmered with water.

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