Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

The fluorescent cracks on his face disappeared.

Her gaze was focused and deep, as if at that moment I was the only person left in the whole world.

[Firefly: Wow, Sam is actually Firefly! That's so cool!]

[Rin: Beautiful girls and mecha, what kind of plot is this? It's totally touching my heart.]

[Walter: Ahem, could Xing...]

[Qingque: So it was Liuying. She really loves stars.]

[Xingqiu: Sincerity is the ultimate weapon!]

[Star: Fireflies...]

[Firefly: I'm sorry, I lied to you before...]

[Star (excitedly): Can I pilot your mech? I can't even imagine how good it would smell.]

[Firefly: Ah! Oh, of course, stars are fine too.]

[Zhe: That's so cool! I want to buy the same figure, where can I find it?]

[Nicole: What a coincidence! I just salvaged a 3D printer from the cave, and it still works!]

March 7th: ...

After passing through a long corridor, Gallagher arrived at the Sunday sand table model.

On the other side of the sand table, Sunday seemed to be a long time coming.

“Mr. Gallagher, my patience is running out. You haven’t found the murderer yet, so I’ll only suspect you!”

Gallagher smiled indifferently.

He sighed, "I've heard far too many of these trash words: scoundrel, hoodlum, drunkard, hooligan. But I never imagined that one day I would be considered an accomplice to a murderer."

"You're a madman, you know? A madman."

Gallagher was very unhappy with Sunday's actions.

“Your family broke my spine, pulled out my fangs, and now you’re accusing me of murder? You bastards, only a drunken idiot like Suleda would go crazy over a stray dog ​​on the street.”

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

An elegant Sunday continued with its calm and unperturbed demeanor.

He said calmly, “I don’t need you to remind me. The moment that envoy stepped out of the mansion, I knew what he was up to. My servants saw it all. His little trick did fool me, but it doesn’t matter. I’m quite happy with the current situation.”

Paimon: My brain can't keep up! Haha, mechanical, haha

There are still experts!

[Dartaria: What an annoying scheme! The battle was exhilarating.]

[Place gold:...]

[Brain-racking! Sand Gold: My betrayal was also part of the plan. Sunday: I didn't expect it, but his continuation was also part of my plan.]

[Ambi: It's even more exciting and entertaining than a movie.]

[Caesar: Luckily, I don't have to use my brain]

"Why do you think I let him go, and why did I specifically leave that film and television park stage empty?"

On Sunday, he stared intently at Gallagher.

"Because my target has always been you, Hound. The bigger the commotion he causes, the greater my chance of making you and your true master (the Watchmaker) pay for your crimes in blood."

Hehe, you're no different.

Gentle brother, where is your master (the dreamer)? He won't let you investigate the murderer, but instead has you organize that grand music festival.

Gallagher retorted.

"...It seems your disguise has thoroughly covered every detail of the family."

Gallagher scoffed. "A disguise? Which eye of yours can tell I'm a fake? Open your eyes and look closely, you're got a halo—"

I didn't pay attention on Sunday, and narrated at a leisurely pace.

“Indeed, everything about you is real. Brown hair, soft and curly like Benny's; orange eyes that remind me of Sir Whittaker's gaze; the strange scar on the Houndmaster's guard, it's Woolsey's medal…”

"And the gray vest, tie, hound badge, water bottle, beverage preparation skills, sheriff's identity... they're all real—"

"—From fifty-two loyal family members."

"When they come together, countless tiny truths weave together a lie—you pluck a thread of knowledge from each person, claim it as your own, and fabricate a complete Gallagher in your dreams..."

On Sunday, his raised eyebrows made him appear somewhat arrogant.

"...Am I right, mysterious minions?"

Seeing that he already knew, Gallagher couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh.

"Hahahaha! You've got guts, impressive! Well done, I underestimated you. So what? Does this prove I killed the robin and that stowaway?"

Gritting his teeth on Sunday,

"Proving your connection to the Memory Realm meme is enough. I don't care how you did it; I only care about one thing now, the answer to one question—"

"—You bastard, you damned stray dog, why did you kill her?!"

Chapter 53 Stone Heart Oath Ring: The Two Sides of the Balance

Gallagher sneered.

He walked past Sunday, his left hand on his forehead, and into the shadows.

A burst of powerful music sounded.

This foreshadows an impending crisis.

He lifted the silk ribbon behind him, turned around, and sat in the main seat.

He spun the lighter in his hand and lit it, a flame shooting out, while his other hand made a grabbing motion.

"Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective—people can't see the sand in their own eyes; they only know that the sand is there."

"If you want the answer, I can give it to you."

I felt somewhat lost in the soft sunlight of Sunday.

As Gallagher's gaze fell, the flame from the lighter aligned with Sunday.

"...It's all because of that damned twist of fate."

Sunday's shadow twisted and expanded, resembling a giant sickle.

It was the final blow from that memory realm meme!

Piercing through Sunday's chest.

Memories gushed out like blood.

Wendy: I ​​really didn't expect that monster was controlled by Gallagher.

[Paimon: Why did they say Gallagher was fake on Sunday?]

[Black Tower: Mysterious. Have you ever heard of fictional historians?]

[Doctor Truth: Gallagher is obviously a fictional character.]

[Ring: People can be fictionalized! That would make them invincible.]

[Fu Xuan: It's not as powerful as you think. It's all fabricated; for someone to believe it, it's fabricated. He's probably in deep trouble himself right now.]

(Should we keep Gallagher? Comments welcome.)

[March 7th: Another mysterious figure has appeared. How much influence has Pinocchio gathered?]

Whether it's true or not, he was killed on Sunday!

[Sunday: It's alright, little sister, I know where you are. Be careful.]

[PhD: A person constructed from 52 materials—I'm really curious about the underlying principles. Is it mysterious? Interesting.]

[Danheng: This indicates that there is a fictional historian behind the scenes, whose purpose is still unknown.]

[Blade: People have...] (Stops)

[Danheng: Stop! Don't tell me I've already memorized it.]

Jingyuan: ...

[Bai Lu: Stop arguing, getting angry will hurt your health.]

Huang Quan, who was traveling with the group of people on the train, seemed to sense something.

"Excuse me, I have some things to take care of, so I'll have to leave now."

"Once I've resolved this, I will come looking for you myself."

Walter and Himeko exchanged a glance.

Himeko: "Lady Yomi, there's no need for that. We're companions now, though only temporarily. Feel free to leave; you're always welcome to come back."

March 7th and Xing, who were standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

"Thank you!" After saying that, Huang Quan disappeared from sight.

Xing asked curiously, "I wonder what she's going to do?"

March 7th raised his arm and hugged Xing's neck, laughing.

"Everyone has secrets, don't think about it, it's none of our business, just trust her."

Amidst laughter and cheerful conversation, the four gradually walked away.

Huang Quan, having left, crossed the street and arrived at a dimly lit alley.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Come out. I know you've been looking for me."

Laughter came from around the corner.

Sand Gold, holding the brim of his hat, emerged from the shadows.

“Ms. Huang Quan, I believe you have guessed my purpose. Since the future has already changed, I don’t need to put in so much effort to perform.”

Sand Gold's tone turned somber, "Send me to my death!"

Huang Quan: "Why? You have already achieved your goal."

(With the video playing, the company already had a reason to get into the game.)

Sand Gold smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to see the real Pinocchio for myself."

"Alright, I want to investigate some things myself, only I can do it."

"Don't stare at me like that!" Huang Quan took two steps forward to avoid Sand Gold's gaze.

Huang Quan gripped the hilt of the knife. "In that case, may you walk towards your own future."

He turned and left the alleyway, facing the light from the underworld.

The gold dust was obscured by shadows.

Toppa: "The brilliance of the aventurine... has vanished!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Emerald's face, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Don't worry, there's no real death in dreams, just let him relax."

"After waiting for so long, it's time for me to make my appearance. I'm really looking forward to seeing if I'll have a role to play later on."

"Stone Heart Oath Ring - Two Sides of the Balance"

A clear and crisp female voice rang out.

"During this bad debt recovery period, Pinocconi has been reintegrated into the company's equity structure."

A golden scale appears.

A model of Pinocchio was placed at one end, and broken aventurine stones were placed at the other end.

"A cornerstone has been completely destroyed."