Xingtie: Can’t you just let me focus on completing the commissions?

Neither of them could win an argument with the other. After a long while, like two sulking children, they coldly snorted, then each found a corner to squat down, staring at each other with their eyes still full of murderous intent.

"It starts again."

Looking at the two of them, Tirnan couldn't help but rub his forehead. These days, whenever the two nominal leaders of Pinocchio disagreed, they would turn into this childish bickering standoff.

"Ignore them. After a few systems, they'll sit down at a table and eat properly."

Lazarina, who had come to the battlefield from the rear of the army, was already somewhat used to the state of the two men. She then spoke to Tirnan.

"Where are the train crew members that Hanunu mentioned? If Mr. Granholm really left them here, we need to bring them back to Pinocone."

"They said it was in the ammunition depot at the back."

Tirnan pointed in the direction of the ammunition depot, and Lazarina nodded. The two then walked towards the depot together. Before they even entered, a cute little pink-haired girl suddenly jumped out, greeting them with lively energy.

"Hello, senior members of the train crew! I'm March 7th!"

"...March 7th? I've never heard of that name."

Lazarina looked March 7 up and down, noticing the train ticket at her waist, then adjusted her glasses.

"However, your ticket is definitely genuine. How did you end up outside Pinocchio? Do you know that this area is full of undeveloped memory spaces? You could easily fall into a deep memory space if you're not careful. If something happens and you get lost in a deep memory space, you might never be able to return to this world for the rest of your life."

"Is this area really that dangerous? Thank goodness, I didn't wander off."

Hearing March 7's words, Lazarina was momentarily amused and exasperated, and Tirnan couldn't help but laugh as well. Seeing his two seniors laughing, March 7, though unsure why, also gave a somewhat goofy smile.

Seeing March 7's expression, Lazarina's anger vanished completely. With a touch of helplessness, she reached out and gently tapped March 7's head.

"Well, thankfully you're alright. Come back to Pinocene with us later. If you don't want to stay in Pinocene, I'll contact Mr. Granholm for you and have the train turn back."

"There's no need for that trouble."

Before March 7th could reply, another voice came from the direction of the ammunition depot. Tirnan and Lazarina looked up and saw two more strangers carrying tickets.

A moment of time,

The two immediately understood that these three people were probably not ordinary nameless guests.

"Even if the train returns to its origin, we will not board the train of this era, after all, our navigator is not in this era."

"Let me introduce ourselves. We are the new generation of nameless passengers from the 2157th Amber Era, belonging to the train crew of the ninth navigator, Ms. Himeko."

Chapter 287: Me, Fighting Zhu Luo? Really?

"The ninth navigator?"

"The 2157th Amber Period?!"

Upon hearing the man's abrupt self-introduction, Tirnan and Lazarina instinctively expressed their doubts, but after carefully examining the three unfamiliar faces, they hesitated slightly before speaking.

"The Lady Himeko you're talking about isn't some kind of final king himself, is she? Going against the flow of time... only that final star god could do that."

"We came here by accident. We had previously received an invitation from the 'Watchmakers' of Pinocchio, who used the watchmaker's legacy as bait to attract a large number of members from different factions to Pinocchio."

"...Is Pinoconi's future going well?"

"Well, just this area where you guys fought with the company, this piece of land, in the future, would be enough to buy a Star Destroyer."

Even he, who hadn't even arrived in Pinocchio, had heard of the land's value. It was truly a case of every inch of land being worth its weight in gold. The more surface the land, the more valuable it was. And the deeper layers of memory that were constantly being developed inward, such as the Twelve Hours area of ​​Pinocchio, were also exceptionally expensive. Only those who could settle in Pinocchio and buy a villa in such a prime location were at least P40 level managers or higher in their companies.

"...Understood. Start hoarding land now, so that your descendants can comfortably count the number of credits on the property certificate."

Tirnan chuckled. If Pinocchio could truly develop to the level of prosperity they claimed, it would prove that their efforts in Pinocchio had not been in vain.

"You're not the kind of person who's content to be a landlord."

Emiya laughed and joked.

"After that, you joined the Sea Patrol Knights and did a great thing with them, becoming a great hero among the Sea Patrol Knights."

"A great hero among the sea patrolmen? Don't be ridiculous, I'm just a nobody, how could I possibly... 々々..."

“Slay Zhu Luo.”

Upon hearing this, Tirnan's expression froze instantly. He then stared blankly for a few seconds, looking at Emiya in disbelief and asking, "..."

"Zhu Luo, the Annihilation Lord of the Antimatter Legion?"

"Yep."

"Me? I fought Zhu Luo? Really? My talents were originally with the Sea Patrol Knights?"

"Only those who have rendered outstanding service to the Sea Patrol Knights can receive a 'bullet,' Senior Tiernan, you are one of them."

As soon as he said that,

Tirnan jumped up with joy and shouted to Lazarina beside him.

"Did you hear that? Lina, I'm going to become a legendary sea patrolman in the future!"

"Alright, alright, I know you're very capable."

Lazarina rolled her eyes in annoyance, then turned her head and looked at Emiya, asking expectantly,

"what about me?"

"The founder of Pinocone's memory domain memory science, the master of memory science who took the first step in the development of Pinocone's deep memory domain, but unfortunately, you seem to have been completely lost in the exploration of a memory domain, and were eventually confirmed dead, probably not long after."

Pinocone was the founder of memetic science?

That title sounds good.

A slight smile appeared on Lazarina's face. Although she heard that she would soon be lost in the memory realm and confirmed dead, she felt no fear whatsoever.

Let's leave aside the fact that the incident hasn't happened yet.

the most important is,

If it is for the sake of scholarship, or for the sake of pioneering, she will not hesitate or fear.

If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening.

As a scholar, the most important thing is to solve more academic problems in one's lifetime, rather than wasting time on things like fearing death.

“Namikhaier, Hanunu, Anku, Ufan, Kazali, and the others…”

"I don't know about so many people, but all the records about you in later generations have been completely covered up. The only clue that Pinocchio can prove you were here is an animated series with more than 300 episodes called 'Clockwork Kid'."

"This name sounds like it was chosen by Mikhail."

"That's right, he is the Watch Boy, the Watchmaker, and he is also the one who, after all of you died, was left to fight alone in Pinocene and had no choice but to send out invitations to the entire universe, bringing our generation of train crew members to Pinocene."

Upon hearing this, both Tirnan and Lazarina unconsciously narrowed their eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became very heavy.

After several tens of seconds, the meritorious general who had rendered outstanding service to the sea patrol knights finally spoke again.

"What do you want to say?"

"That's the question I should be asking, Senior Lazarina, what do you want to do?"

Emiya's gaze fell upon the somewhat taciturn expert in memory analysis. He narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.

"Everything here is a re-enactment of your 'Memory Bubble,' isn't it? The root of this synesthetic dream is you."

As he finished speaking,

Lazarina suddenly raised her head.

next moment,

Everything around became completely silent.

Tirnan's expression froze as he was about to say something more.

Emiya's eyes gleamed with a strange light. If it weren't for the Herrscher of Truth's analytical abilities greatly enhancing his capabilities, he wouldn't have been able to discover the secrets of this nameless senior so quickly.

"How did you find out?"

The memory analysis expert adjusted her glasses and spoke softly.

"I shouldn't have given anything away."

"Admittedly, you didn't reveal any flaws in your acting, but my eyes have a slightly special effect."

"I see."

Lazarina nodded and waved slightly. The people from the Interstellar Peace Corporation and Pinocchio disappeared from sight, and the scene shifted from a battlefield to a familiar train carriage.

"Fa, what happened?"

Miss March 7th was a little confused. How could things have turned out so strangely after these two had only exchanged a few words?

"The area we've intruded into seems to have stumbled upon the 'memory bubble' of the true Nameless Senior."

Emiya squinted as he explained to Hoshino and March Seven.

"Back then, Lazarina was probably completely lost in the depths of the memory realm. Her body died, but her individual 'memory essence' mixed into this memory realm. And we just happened to be connected to her 'memory realm' because of the special characteristics of the event we encountered."

"Everything we just experienced was a reenactment of her memories from her lifetime."

"Am I right, senior? Or rather... in a sense, you could now be called a 'Memory Maker'?"

Chapter 288: Grandparental Love! Senior!

"Me? The one who remembers?"

She didn't seem to care much when Emiya revealed her identity, but being identified as the Memory Maker made this former nameless scholar even more surprised than March Seven and A-Hoshi.

"What? Girl, don't you feel anything?"

"Is it possible that I've never actually met the person who remembers?"

She blinked her pretty, large eyes and said with a hint of something subtle,

"Although I have been studying memory matter for a long time, and my school of thought and galaxy have a fairly good understanding of the fate of 'memory,' I have never actually met a memory user from the Flowing Light Memory Court."

"In the end, you can directly identify me as a Memory Being. Have you ever seen a Memory Being from the Flowing Light Memory Garden? The kind with a memetic body?"

"I've seen them. Your current form of existence is about 50-60% similar to theirs. If I had to say, they were carefully cultivated... you were a free-range mutation."

"Is that how you talk to your seniors?"

The scholar rolled her eyes in annoyance, then slowly moved to sit down near the sofa and spoke to Emiya again.

"Back then, I piloted the shuttle into the depths of the Wilderness Memory Domain to conduct data surveys. I encountered some deep tidal turbulence, and the shuttle crashed into an area with uncertain coordinates. After that, just like you said, my body was indeed gone. Due to the crash and insufficient nutrition, I later became one with this Memory Domain for some reason, and settled down completely in the depths of this Memory Domain."

"My 'memory essence' is distributed throughout the entire memory domain, which is like an extension of the various parts of my current body."

"...So which part of our senior is we sitting on right now?"

Miss Xing's words stunned the old man.

quite a while,

He struggled to suppress his emotions and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I'm talking about the extension of my bodily sensations, the extension, do you understand?"

“…I understand.”

Miss Xing nodded, and then, full of curiosity, she asked...

"So, which part?"

damn it! !

What kind of monsters and demons are these younger generation? Can't they understand human speech?!

The scholar, never one to be quiet, narrowed her eyes and materialized her senses into multiple arms, which unhesitatingly climbed onto various parts of Miss Xing's body, launching a sudden and frantic attack, scratching every sensitive spot on her body.

While there are people in the world who aren't ticklish, Little Star Core Essence didn't seem to be one of them, and immediately started rolling around and laughing hysterically.

"Hahahaha... Stop! Stop! Wrong! Wrong!! Save me, March!!!"

The little star core spirit rolled around on the ground, begging for help, its body convulsing as if it were going mad, while its face couldn't stop smiling. This posture couldn't help but make people feel a little 'terrified'.

With just a slight movement, this person easily subdued the unruly little star core spirit.

Suddenly, even the pink-haired little ones who were eager to try something quieted down.