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"He won't show any expression. He'll probably accept it calmly, right?" Alphonse said.

"Huh? You trust Topar's mental strength so much?"

"Well, it's not just Miss Toppa... Mainly, I trust the Stoneheart Ten." Alphonse's voice rang out from the empty armor, carrying a unique tone. "Anyone who can dig the cornerstone with their own will must be recognized by the [Protector]—how could they be ordinary people? If they can take it, they can definitely let it go."

"Brother, don't underestimate their determination. Since Miss Toppa dared to hand over the [Foundation Stone] to the Gold Dust, she must be prepared, right?"

Chapter 388 Pinocchio (Sixty-seven)

“Only the gold dust with the invitation was allowed to attend the event. We, the accompanying members… weren’t even eligible to enter the dream and could only stay in the real hotel.”

Jizi suddenly realized, "So Shajin was looking for partners everywhere. It turns out he couldn't get any support from the company in his dream."

"Topa knows his situation is not optimistic, and he's also aware that the Nameless Visitors are investigating something detrimental to the family. If they need help, Topa is happy to provide it."

"They found the hounds that were watching them nearby and learned from them that the sheriff was now at the Dreaming Border. When they arrived at the border, they were unfortunately stopped by a familiar-looking guard."

The guard immediately recognized Xing and was furious. "It was you who beat me up last time, yelling about the friendship and hard work clock tricks, along with that silver-haired girl!"

“…”

"Mitsukichi and Jizi were both speechless."

The guard said fiercely, "I won't let you go this time... Please go back, or I'll kneel down and beg you!"

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Absolute Zone Zero.

When Ling turned the corner and was about to turn into the cinema, she happened to see two familiar figures standing by the river in Guangying Square - Hugo was leaning on the railing with his arms folded, while Lekaan stood straight, like a fir tree forcibly transplanted into a bustling city.

"Wow, are you two close enough to go see the river view together in private?" Ling trotted over and greeted the two of them enthusiastically.

"Oh, we just happened to run into each other by the river." Hugo glanced disdainfully at the wolf-man beside him. "If I had known I'd run into this guy along the way, I should have left for the gallery later."

Lycan nodded slightly to Ling. "Good morning, Mr. Ropemaker. We were just discussing some hypothetical professional issues."

"Occupation...hypothesis? What is this?" Although Ling didn't quite understand, she was quite curious.

"Here—that's the scene on the sky." Hugo looked up at the sky, looking at the family guards who seemed to have some backbone but not many. "I was discussing with him whether he would let Xing and the others in if the sheriff hired Lekaan as his gatekeeper."

"Of course not," Lycan said calmly.

"Hey, see? Ropemaker... this guy's brain is like rust and he doesn't know how to adapt. If everyone followed the rules like him, that meme would probably kill everyone, but he's still stupidly blocking them."

"This is my duty, Mr. Hugo." Lecane changed his tone to a more serious one. "The employer's order is the highest instruction of Victoria Housekeeping. This is both out of responsibility to the employer and a reflection of the spirit of the contract."

"Out of emotional considerations, I certainly hope the guard will give me an accommodating favor; but as a rational judge, he believes he's doing the right thing." Lecan glanced coldly at Hugo. "Your misunderstanding of our professionalism is as regrettable as your taste in perfume."

"My perfume taste?... Lecain, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hugo couldn't sit still anymore.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right and the two were afraid of arguing again, Ling quickly stood between them. In a hurry, she proposed an idea: "I happen to be going to the movies later. Do you want us to go together? There is no conflict that can't be resolved by watching a movie."

"See a movie?"

"Yes, but... uh... I just made an appointment with Miss Ya to watch horror movies with her. How about we join her?"

Hugo glared at Lecan and waved his hand unhappily, "Forget about horror movies. Watching it with this guy... even the scariest atmosphere will be ruined."

Lekaan smiled slightly. "Oh? Really? I think Miss Ropemaker's suggestion is a good one, but if someone is afraid of horror movies and doesn't dare to go, why not just say so? I'm sure Mr. Ropemaker will understand."

Ling seemed to hear the sound of a string breaking.

"I'm afraid...?"

Even at a distance of half a meter, Ling could hear the "crunching" sound of Hugo's teeth grinding. His eyes were terrifying, and he wished he could turn into two lasers and pierce Lekaan on the spot.

"Go! Let's go now! Lycan...you'd better not regret what you just said!"

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"Jizi quickly produced the family's paperwork, stating that she simply wished to assist with the investigation and hoped to meet with Mr. Gallagher."

"Who is this Gallagher you're talking about? Several people have mentioned the name to me, including the gray-haired one last time."

"Huh?" Sanyueqi scratched his head in confusion. "Didn't he send you here?"

"The guard emphasized, 'The sheriff sent us! I can't say anything else.'"

"This guard refused to budge, so at this critical moment, Sanyueqi had to ask Xing to use a clock trick to change his mood. Xing was waiting for her words, and immediately adjusted his mood to anger."

The effect was immediate. The guard snorted heavily, his face visibly reddened, and he stamped his feet, gritting his teeth. "You gray-haired bastard... why aren't you listening to me?!"

"The sheriff's order is a death order. I tell you, the wind can't enter this land, the rain can't enter, and even the dream master can't enter!"

Xing opened her eyes wide: "Even if the dream master comes, can't he enter?"

“Nonsense! Even if the Dream Master comes…” The guard suddenly regained his composure. “…Uh, wait until the Dream Master comes! Besides, this is just a metaphor, a metaphor! Do you understand?!”

"As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, saying that if Xing continued to pester him, he would have to show his true strength!"

"She had been waiting for this moment. She flashed the bat and weighed it in her hands. 'Do you dare to defy me, who has the bat?'"

"The guard sighed regretfully and said, 'Alas, humans never understand each other...'"

Sanyueqi rubbed his forehead speechlessly. "...Well, now even if Krippo comes, he can't protect him."

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Naruto.

"Dream Master?"

Naruto scratched his head. This was the first time he had heard that name. "...It sounds impressive."

"Well, their Pinocchio is divided into many families, the Oak family, the Hound family, and the family of the artist that Liuying previously impersonated... I'm afraid that the status of this dream master is higher than the head of the family. He is the actual person in power behind Pinocchio." Shikamaru analyzed.

"Sun Ri is just one of his subordinates. When I think about how there are several people as difficult as him... and even more difficult than him is a Dream Master, I feel that this family's power is too strong."

Naruto suddenly remembered something and quickly shook Shikamaru's shoulder. "By the way, do you remember the bird that landed high above Sakin's room when we were interrogating him last Sunday?"

Chapter 389 Pinocchio (Sixty-eight)

"bird?"

Shikamaru closed his eyes and recalled that in Sunday's room, there was indeed a dark black crow with strange symbols carved on its body. It had been observing everything that happened in the room coldly from beginning to end, without making any sound.

"Could that crow be related to the Dream Master?" Naruto guessed.

"I'm not sure, but if it's related to the Dream Master... then that means the Dream Master doesn't trust Sunday very much. He even secretly sent a crow to monitor the interrogation of Sha Jin."

It seemed the family wasn't as solid as Shikamaru had imagined. Initially, he'd thought the company's executives were fragmented, scrambling for profit. But it turned out they were the most united. But within the family... there seemed to be a crack, quietly spreading in a corner he couldn't see.

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"Xing gave the guard another beating on the spot. But he didn't expect him to be so persistent this time and refused to let us go."

"Xing had no choice but to adjust his mood to a melancholic one, but he actually burst into tears right in front of them."

""You, you guys...must insist on doing this?""

"I'm sorry, but human life is at stake, and for the sake of our family's reputation, we need to know the details of the case." Big brother was crying so hard that Jizi felt a little embarrassed.

"My eldest brother wiped the tears from his face painfully and said, "No, I mean - do you really want me to kneel down and beg you?"

"Xing: "If you don't mind..."

"My eldest brother wept bitterly, his heart growing sadder. 'I never thought... you would push this point further.' In that case... I have no choice but to do as you all wish and bow my noble head to plead for mercy..."

Sanyueqi hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, no, no need... Just stand here and be obedient..."

Seeing him crying so hard, Xing had no choice but to adjust her mood to joy. This time, without even wiping the tears from her face, her eldest brother excitedly glanced at his watch: "Let me see, what time is it now... What? It's already time?"

"He was as happy as a child. He didn't even give Xing and the others a chance to speak. He just laughed and left the scene alone."

“…”

"Mitsukichi and Himeko watched him skip away and fell silent again."

"Thankfully, no one disturbed them, and they finally met Gallagher as they had hoped. After explaining their purpose, Gallagher sighed deeply, "To think that this unknown guest had become entangled with the family... What a cruel twist of fate."

"Family...what's wrong?" San Yue Qi felt that there was something else behind his words.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it. At Pinocchio, everyone loves family," Gallagher said. "No matter how much one resists the Dream, when the time comes, they will find it hard to let go. Who would leave their warm nest? Only fools, children... and drunks with their heads in the clouds."

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grim Reaper.

"This guy is definitely hiding something," Dong Shilang said coldly. "He said this because he's afraid the unknown guests won't notice the strangeness in his words?"

Mako Hirako lazily slumped in the swivel chair, her golden bangs hanging down to cover half of her eyes. "Well, rather than hiding something, I'm afraid he's more like..." Mako put her index finger on her chin and smiled playfully, "Fishing."

"What do you mean?"

"Look—" Hirako Mako crossed her legs. "Since this guy has heard of Miss Himeko's name, he must be well aware that they will never miss any clues to the family. When he said this, even outsiders like us can hear the hidden meaning. Isn't this like throwing out a bait, waiting for the unknown person to take the bait and dig deeper?"

"Hey... you're imagining things too much, aren't you?" Dong Shilang glanced up at Gallagher. "Although this uncle looks reliable, he's unshaven and listless. He's quite different from the elites in the family. He doesn't seem like the shrewd and calculating type."

Hirako Mako spread her hands. "If he doesn't have that idea, then just treat it as nonsense, okay? Anyway, I tend to believe that he found out some information about 'death', which also led to his attitude towards the family... It's really a bit tricky."

-

"Himeko also heard what he meant, but he immediately denied it."

Gallagher looked around and lowered his voice: "You want to talk about the case? Yes, come with me, this place is not suitable for talking, let's move to another place."

"..."

"Meanwhile, on the other side."

Walter and Huang Quan walked side by side on the streets during the golden hour, gazing at this extravagant city that belonged only to dreams. Walter couldn't help but sigh, "Even after such a horrific tragedy, this beautiful dream continues to function smoothly."

"Aside from the Harmonious Family, it's hard to imagine any other force in the universe capable of maintaining such a massive structure."

Huang Quan said calmly, "The family itself is a vast, perfect structure, like... a living statue of a deity." Her gaze shifted toward the Pipisi people in the distance. "Each family member sees themselves as a piece of the divine body. Centered around a single core and a shared ideal, they faithfully perform their duties under its command, dedicating themselves to its service while receiving nourishment in return."

Walter nodded appreciatively. "Interesting metaphor. Perhaps this is the root of the longevity of the Pinocchio dream."

"But the human body has its time, and so does the body."

Walter said coldly, "That's not the kind of comment a Sea Patrol Ranger would make."

Huang Quan said calmly, "I'm just pointing out the facts. Mr. Walter is sure to understand the situation better than I do."

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Dragon clan.

"This family looks like some kind of extreme religious organization."

Inside the headquarters of the Snake Eight Clan, Minamoto Chisei stood alone beneath the eaves of his Japanese-style room. The night wind carried the mellow sound of bamboo tubes striking stone in the courtyard. He gazed up at the resplendent city against the backdrop of the sky. The lights at golden hour were dazzling, even more dazzling than those of Tokyo at night. It was as if someone had melted down the entire Milky Way's stars and cast them into those extravagant spires and arches.

"Young Master, to be precise, all of these forces that follow the Star God are like this. If the company's top executives hadn't been unable to integrate into Clipper's divine body, they would have done so long ago," Crow said. "It seems that Sunday is planning to force Shajin to switch to the Star God of Harmony, and if he doesn't, he's going to die."

"Yes, their piety is really enviable."

Yuan Zhisheng's fingers unconsciously stroked the handle of the Spider Cutting Blade. In reality, the composition of the Sheqi Eight Clan and the Pinocchio clan was similar: both were composed of different families. But the biggest difference was that the connection between the Sheqi Eight Clan was ethereal and precarious, like honor, courage, and dignity, while the connection between the families was the "Star God."

Chapter 390 Pinocchio (Sixty-nine)

But the Sheqi Eight Clans didn't have such a thing. Sometimes, Yuan Zhisheng really hoped that a star god would descend into this world—or even descend upon their clan, using faith to glue those yellow-haired scoundrels together and turn the clan into a seamless whole.

Others say he's the emperor, the king of the Japanese underworld. But only he and the elites of his headquarters know that he's just an ordinary Tashima tortoise, whose greatest wish in life is to crawl into a puddle of his own and roll around.

If the Star God could really help him turn his entire family into a perfect whole, he would choose to resign from all his positions the next day and go to the nude beaches in France to sell sunscreen.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt a craving for a cigarette, but after searching his windbreaker, he could only find a half-filled pack of damp Peace cigarettes. He looked up at the magnificent scene in the sky, his fingers trembling slightly as he held the cigarette.

"I'm so envious..."

-

"Why do you say that, Miss Huang Quan?" Walter's eyes narrowed.

"The beautiful dream is crumbling, but it's not because of a certain Star God, a certain faction, or a specific visitor. Its collapse stems from a certain inevitability of human nature. The family is unwilling to acknowledge this, but it has invisibly become the catalyst..." Huang Quan said.