Zongman: My five senses are connected with the proud daughter of the world

Not long after, a clear child's voice was heard.

"Excuse me, sir, would you like something to drink?"

"A glass of Suleda, thank you."

"Okay, sir. Please wait a moment."

The boy bowed and left, returning a short time later with a tray containing Su-Leda.

When he placed Su Leda on the round table in front of Ji Zi, he accidentally glanced at the pioneer ticket in front of Ji Zi, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Excuse me, sir, are you the legendary Nameless Guest?"

"That's right, little guy, what about you?" Ji Zi picked up the glass and took a sip of Suleda.

It is a bit like sparkling wine, but with a lot of syrup added to it. The complex taste is just like this world full of decadence and extravagance.

"My name is Misha, and I'm the doorman and lobby attendant at the Daydream Hotel."

Misha placed one hand on her chest and greeted Himeko.

He looked at Ji Zi hesitantly and expectantly, and finally, unable to suppress the deepest desire in his heart, he asked, "Excuse me, sir, could you tell me about your pioneering story? I... I've always longed for the outside world, but I've been working at the Daydream Hotel for as long as I can remember and have never left."

Jizi's smile grew wider. She checked the time, asked Misha to sit opposite her, and then slowly began to tell her story from the moment she met the train.

People were coming and going around, but it seemed as if no one could see Jizi or Misha, ignoring their existence.

Even when the lobby manager passed by, he did not scold the so-called doorman and waiter for leaving his post.

Ji Zi did not hide anything, and told the story of how she first saw Jiang Lianqiu fighting against the Duke of Netherfire on a nameless planet. She even expanded the story of exploration beyond the universe, which made Misha's eyes sparkle.

"...Then we came to Pinocchio."

"It's really a very, very wonderful story!" Misha said in a high voice, looking at Jizi like a child who admires the hero in the story.

But soon, the boy's face became a little lost again.

"It's a pity that I can't leave here. I still have work to do. Otherwise, I really want to see the outside world."

"Perhaps you have already seen it?"

"Eh? What do you mean by guest?"

Ji Zi glanced at the seemingly inconspicuous bracelet on her fair jade wrist, and an indicator light on it was flickering slightly.

It seems that Guanghui and the others have completed the most critical arrangements.

This is good, otherwise if I want to go to Liumeng Reef, I'm afraid I will have to experience death in a dream.

If possible, Ji Zi doesn't want to die even in a dream.

"Can you go somewhere with me? Don't worry, it won't take you too long."

"No problem, sir! I'd like to hear more of your pioneering stories!"

Misha gladly accepted Jizi's invitation.

"Then let's go." Ji Zi raised her hand and swept her fingertips across the bracelet.

The two disappeared silently into the lobby of the Daydream Hotel.

When it reappeared, it was already inside Liumeng Reef.

Seeing Walter in front of her, Ji Zi nodded as expected: "It seems that you are the first one to arrive."

"I didn't enter the Twelve Hours. I've been waiting in the hotel room." Walter pushed up his glasses, looked at Misha, and nodded. "Hello, senior."

"...Senior?" Misha didn't understand why the gentleman in front of her called her that, but when she saw that he also had a pioneering ticket on his chest, she knew his identity.

"I'm sorry, I'm not some senior, not some unknown guest, I'm just a doorman and waiter at the hotel."

Walter did not correct it, but just looked at the huge memory hole in the distance that was constantly leaking memory and swallowing up Pinocchio's dream.

"let's go."

To help Misha regain his original memory and get the so-called watchmaker's legacy from the real watchmaker Mikhail.

——A relic that can summon the Watchmaker, the biggest boss in the Holy Grail War.

……Dividing line……

The gap between the shallow and deep dreams is called the Dream Corridor.

In this strange space without sky and earth, there are only stairs and corridors suspended in the void, crisscrossing each other like a maze.

When he set foot here, Aglaya could already sense that the thoughts of countless people from different dreams were mixed and wandering here.

simply--

“They’re just like puppets on a string.”

With one hand on her chest and the other raised slightly, golden light particles turned into a tailor floating beside her.

"Although I am accustomed to using the golden thread to detect and perceive everything, wantonly manipulating the free will of others is still too much."

"Fortunately, there are still people who are unwilling to be bound, don't you think...right?"

The tailor beside him suddenly took action, swinging out a long knitting needle like a rapier to block behind Aglaya.

clang--!!!!!!

The owner of the attacking blade is an inexplicable existence heading towards death.

Turning gracefully, Aglaya "looked" at death with her lifeless yet beautiful green pupils, as if appreciating it.

"Relax, little one, I won't do anything to you."

0 ........0

Aglaya stepped forward, and with every step he took, the golden threads that grew out of the void around him penetrated deeper into the surrounding space.

The body of death was unknowingly entangled with the golden threads that kept popping out from the fingertips of the golden weaver.

"Hmm, I see. Your real name is not Death, but Sleep."

"If the teacher or Feng Jin were here, they'd probably call you Xiao Xiaomian or Mian Bao. If it were someone else, they'd probably just sneer at you, saying your charm isn't even one ten-thousandth that of the Earth Beast... Haha, in this outer world, this is the only way I can remember my old friends."

Perhaps it was the power of the golden thread, or perhaps it was the Holy Grail gradually taking effect, but Death... or rather, Slumber, no longer showed any unusual movement.

It even crouched down like a small pet, stretching part of its body in front of Aglaya.

Gently stroking the sharp blade of Shenmian and feeling the coolness from his fingertips, Aglaya shook his head.

"Okay, little guy, there's no need to rush to send me to Liumeng Reef. I don't want to go there, quite the opposite. Can you do something for me?"

Chenmian gently waved his wing blade, conveying his agreement to Aglaya.

"Very good, then please help me take this part of the golden thread to some dream areas that are not convenient for me to set foot in for the time being."

With a flick of his fingertips on the dormant wing blade, this meme from the depths of memory was sent away from this space by Aglaya.

Looking around, Aglaya seemed to say to herself: "...After this is done, let's go take a good bath in the hot spring."

Chapter 437 Sister, Listen to What You Say

When she retrieved the watchmaker's relics - the pocket watch and the top hat, and returned to the Star Train to hand over the "holy relics" to Pam, she saw the two people confronting each other on the train, and Ji Zi did not show any surprise.

"Passenger Jizi! You're finally back!"

"This passenger suddenly boarded the train and pointed a gun at Danheng without explanation. Please help him!"

As soon as Pam saw Ji Zi, she ran up to her as fast as she could, sweating profusely.

"Don't worry, conductor." Ji Zi comforted Pam and looked up at the sea patrolman with black and white hair and dressed like a cowboy.

"Here comes another one of his dear ones!" Potiou still aimed his gun at Danheng's eyebrows, "But I only have one gun!"

"So, why don't we talk, Mr. Patio, the Sea Ranger?" Ji Zi's words made Potio almost pull the trigger without shaking hands.

"Huh?" Seeing Ji Zi reveal his identity, which he hadn't yet explained to Dan Heng, Potio's eyes instantly became extremely sharp. "I really see Uncle Wuwu. Is there a prophet on this lousy train?"

"The train won't break!" Pam stamped her feet angrily and came over with a clatter. "What a rude guest! Now we're two against one... no, three against one. Put down your guns."

"Sorry, you furry little cutie." Potiou didn't put down his gun. "There's this bastard impersonating our Sea Ranger. I chased him all the way to Pinocchio, but I don't have an invitation. The family won't even let me through the hotel. I had no choice but to ask for help. The Star Train is a distinguished guest of the family, so I came here. But before that, I need to confirm whether you are truly the nameless guests."

"That's not the attitude you use when asking for help." Dan Heng narrowed his eyes into two narrow slits. "See the Jade Omen of Alliance on the table over there? As a sea patrol ranger, you must recognize this. Now, put down your gun."

Following Dan Heng's pointing, Potio saw the Jade Sign of Alliance on the bar table not far away.

He was stunned: "Oh my god, the general of Luofu really gave you this treasure!"

After a beautiful gun dance, Portio put his revolver back into its holster.

"Okay, I've confirmed your identities. But I have a question, Miss, how do you know me?"

"Just like you said." Ji Zi smiled mysteriously, "We have a prophet."

"Also, Mr. Portio, I don't think you actually need our help. As long as you show the thing on the back of your hand to your family, you will be allowed to enter Pinocchio even without an invitation."

Poteo: “…………”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he no longer concealed it, taking off his gloves to reveal the command seals on them.

"Again, I really did see Uncle Wuwu. You guys know this cute little thing? Is it really as powerful as you say?"

"At least, if Mr. Poteo is willing to use it to cooperate with the family, you will immediately become a guest of honor."

"Come on!" Portier scoffed. "I'm not interested in hanging out with those sleazy guys! Okay, tell me, Miss Nameless Guest, you obviously know who I am and that I'll be here. Maybe you even know what I'm going to do. But I'm not interested in finding out how you knew that, whether you're a prophet or a charlatan. I just want to know how I can find that fake cutie, and... what do you want me to do?"

"As expected." Ji Zi nodded, "You and Lian Qiu said the same thing."

"Is he the charlatan you mentioned?"

"If Brother Jiang hears this, he might beat you up." Dan Heng said softly.

"A lot of people want to beat me up," Portio said with a nonchalant grin. "But in the end, my bullet usually ends up in their head."

"That's unfortunate." Ji Zi shook her head slightly. "At least for now, your bullets can't kill anyone. From the moment you set foot in the Asderna galaxy."

"What do you mean?" Poteo frowned.

"Because you are already in a dream."

……Dividing line……

"You're crazy!!!"

"You're just letting yourself get hit by a pinball cart on the street. Are you trying to scam me?!"

Looking at the tourist who had gotten off the pinball cart on the street and was yelling at Xing, who had deliberately blocked the tracks and rammed the cart with her body, Liuying asked Jiang Lianqiu in a very sad tone, "When did she become like this?"

"Ever since waking up in the space station..." Jiang Lianqiu's face was filled with grief. "Ji Zi apologized to Kafka several times for this. She always believed that it was because she didn't raise the child well that Xing became like this."

"But actually, in my opinion, this is her nature!" Sanyueqi held a calculator in his hand and pressed the keyboard frantically. The calculator kept making the sound of "reset to zero" and "reset to zero".

After a while, Sanyueqi ran to Xing and showed her the numbers on the calculator.

"It's settled! This is your compensation!"

That astronomical figure made Xing's eyes light up, and he immediately angrily shouted at the unlucky person he had hit, "Pay me up! You hit me!"

"God, God, be merciful! Is there any law or order in this Pinocchio? It's clearly you, the gray-haired one, who's trying to scam me!"

"How dare you! What gray hair! I am the hunting star god! Do not disobey me!"

"Listen to what you're saying, sis! Do you believe it yourself!?"

Liuying was stunned by this scene, and her eyes gradually lost their luster. "She wasn't like this before. Is she letting her true nature out? Is she very repressed when she's around us?"

"What did you do before?" Jiang Lianqiu was a little curious about Xing's experience when he was still a Star Core Hunter.

Liuying thought for a moment and said seriously, "Light up the sea of ​​stars, light up the earth, light up the sky, light up the city..."

"Enough, enough, 5.0, enough..." Jiang Lianqiu interrupted quickly, "It's burning enough, it's burning enough, if it keeps burning, people will die!"

Suddenly, a boastful voice came from behind.

"Oh my!? Isn't this an old friend? I didn't expect we would meet in a place like this. This is such a pleasant surprise!"

Jiang Lianqiu turned around and looked at the blue-haired man. After a moment of silence, a very bright smile instantly broke out on his face.

He walked quickly forward, put his arm around the man's neck, placed his palm on his shoulder and patted it hard, then pulled the man into his arms, looking like good brothers who couldn't help but hug each other warmly.

"Brother Sambo! I didn't expect to see you here! This is such a surprise!"