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"What a joke! You're just a bunch of minions. If you can't even defeat the so-called script, then what's the point of being the protagonist?"

It’s still Xing, and it’s still that passionate voice.

Even though she had just been defeated in one blow, the concept of fear seemed to have never existed in her dictionary.

Of course, considering the guy's education, Jeremy suspected that there might not be any words in her dictionary.

Looking at Xing who stood up stubbornly again, Jeremy was stunned for a moment, then let out a chuckle with mixed emotions.

"Heh... that's true. If I don't struggle, how can I know I can't win? Just waiting to be killed isn't my style."

Anyway, the fool will beat himself up, so it doesn't matter if he delays in the dream bubble for a while.

One after another, the dusty and slightly disheveled figures stood up again, like kings standing tall and majestic.

"That's more like it. After all, we are..."

The gray-haired girl raised the Holy Sword of Kings (a modified version of a garbage picker) in her hand, and her voice was passionate, as if she was really a hero.

"Trash Can Team!"

The tenacity and determination returned to the six kings. In order to resist the fate of being destroyed, the six kings once again stood in front of the disaster.

Well, it would be better if the holy swords in their hands were not used as tongs for picking up trash.

"Come down... Lord Trash Can."

Volume 51: Lessons for Fireworks

"It's finally over. It was such a... novel and exciting experience."

Outside the dream bubble, when the robin opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in front of Dr. Edward's huge eyeball.

There was neither the smell of gunpowder nor the disturbing swarms of insects in the air. Even the hem of her skirt, which had been stained with a little dust in the dream bubble, became as smooth as new again.

Recalling the bizarre experience in the dream bubble, the robin pondered for a moment and finally decided to use the word "novel" which was not too rude to describe this strange but unforgettable experience.

"It's a pity that it ended a bit abruptly. I don't know what the final outcome of that story will be."

After leaving Mengbu, Liuying also broke free from the mild PTSD of the real stinging insect and returned to her usual gentle appearance of a girl next door.

However, anyone who has seen Liuying slaughtering all the insects in a swarm will probably no longer easily think that he is just a simple new artist.

Liuying recalled the last scene that happened in the dream bubble. Six trash cans of different colors flew out from the garbage dump at the end of the world, and finally formed a huge trash can monster in a rather weird way, fighting with the weird figure that had also become huge.

Their last memory ended just before the fistfight.

"No need to think, I'm definitely going to win. That punch just now will definitely kill that...Gudugudu instantly."

Compared to Liuying's curiosity, Xing seemed very confident and even put his hands on his hips proudly.

Everyone's already starting to chant about friendship, bonds, and the like, so how can we lose now? What can we lose with?

If he can't even win this, Xing really has to take his baseball bat and have a good talk with that numerical planner of Mengpao.

Will I definitely win?

Black Swan stood silently by, looking at the confident expression on Xing's face, smiling without saying a word.

If what this dream bubble recorded was really a passionate legendary story, perhaps it would really develop as she imagined.

However, this dream bubble came from a world that had been destroyed and sunk into the narrow space by the shadow of nothingness, which also meant...

The truth recorded in this bizarre dream bubble may not be a story, but a regrettable accident.

"Speaking of which, where are Mr. Jeramy and Miss Hanabi?"

After breaking free from the initial aftertaste, the robin looked around, only to find that two familiar figures had disappeared.

It seemed that from the moment they left the dream bubble, they had not seen Jeramy and Hanabi at all.

"Maybe the two people who know Meng Bubble have something to say in private. Don't worry, I will find them."

The black swan took a few steps back, and the figure of the rememberer gradually disappeared into the darkness.

As a member of the Liuguang Memory Court, the Rememberer's understanding of the nature of memory is even far beyond that of his family. In this Pinoconi built by dreams, he is naturally like a fish in water.

Besides, even if Mockingbird hadn't said it, she was planning to go look for Jeramy.

After all, the dream bubble produced in the narrow space is now in Jeremy's hands, and the Black Swan has not forgotten the purpose of his trip.

If the young man in white was in a good mood, he might be able to explain to himself the truth behind the farce implied by the fool.

Even Black Swan himself doesn't think that Jeremy's mood will improve now.

........................

In fact, Black Swan guessed correctly.

Jeremy was actually in a very bad mood right now. Before anyone else could even react, he had already tied up the fireworks with spider silk and quietly moved to a corner where no one could see him.

"Um... Spider boy, I know it's a spider's nature to spin silk, but there's no need to hang me up so tightly. Even if it's a joke, it's a bit too much."

In a dark alley, a girl with a bright and joyful smile was suspended in mid-air by spider silk, with only the long ribbon behind her barely touching the ground.

Hanging in the air, Huo Huo tried to tiptoe, and after realizing that Jeremy had indeed grasped her height weakness very well, she finally chose to give up struggling and looked at Jeremy with a cold face in front of her with a smile.

"A joke... Only a farce that can make both parties laugh at the same time is qualified to be called a joke. Your behavior chills me to the bone, fool."

Looking at the still unrepentant and smiling Fireworks, Jeremy no longer had the heart to play around. He subconsciously touched his waist, but found that he had escaped from the dream bubble and the nostalgic Holy Sword of the King was no longer with him.

"Perhaps, I am the one who is truly foolish for expecting the words and actions of a fool."

"Spider-boy, don't be so serious. Smile a little."

As if using the spider silk hanging on her body as a swing, Huo Huo swayed her body left and right in the air.

It seems that no matter the time or the environment, this fool can always find fun for himself.

"Look at it from a bright perspective. At least in this dream bubble, you won, didn't you?"

With her hands tied to her sides by spider silk, she couldn't do anything like spreading her hands, so Huo Bi could only push up the smile on her face a little more.

Besides, it's not like she's really carefree.

Strictly speaking, this time she could be considered to be making a prank on orders from the emperor.

"Look, a perfect ending, a happy ending!"

"You tossed and turned in countless sleepless nights, wanting this ending, didn't you? If you had been stronger, if you had finished that part on your chest earlier... wuwuwuwuwuwuwu!"

Before Hanabi could finish her words, Jeramy shot a spider web at her face, forcing the fool to shut her mouth.

"Cut your smooth talk, fool, and tell me honestly where you got all this information from."

Jeremy stared into Hua Huo's eyes, and those eyes that always held a gentle smile now only contained seriousness.

"A mere dream bubble doesn't reveal so much information, and you obviously know more than that."

His empty left hand touched his chest, where a certain hard texture gradually passed to his palm.

Taking a deep breath, Jeremy calmed himself down and didn't let his emotions interfere with his judgment.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't angry, but Jeremy knew very well that he was no longer a child and he had lost the qualifications to be a child a long time ago.

Knowing the riddles from that place, having dream bubbles that shouldn't exist, and even knowing what is embedded in your chest...

Rather than venting his emotions immediately, Jeramy wanted the truth hidden by the Fool more.

"Wuwuwu... This won't do. Lady Hanabi has been entrusted with this mission. Even if it's the Masked Fool, we still have to abide by the spirit of the contract."

He gestured to Jeremy to untie the spiderweb on his mouth, but even after regaining the right to speak, Hanabi still looked like a riddle man.

After all, her employer had specifically instructed her not to reveal his identity.

However, being hung in the air by spider silk, Hanabi knew that she should give in at this time.

"Okay, okay, Master Hanabi admits that I did go a little too far this time. As an apology, how about Master Hanabi treat you to some rainbow jelly?"

After listening to Hanabi's suggestion, Jeremy took a deep breath, calmed himself down a little, and then...wrung his fists.

"Hey, Spider-Boy, what are you doing...don't hit me in the face!"

"Help! Ahhhh, my hair is going to break, it's going to break!"

"Wrong, wrong, Master Hanabi, don't make such jokes next time, don't..."

The fool's wails gradually became louder, and this time Hanabi really couldn't laugh.

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Volume 52: The Transaction with the Rememberer

"Huh... I feel relieved. I really can't bottle up all my emotions. It's necessary to vent them."

After a long time, Jeremy slowly loosened his fist, looked at Hanabi who had shrunk into a ball, and let out a long sigh.

被物理意义上暴揍了一顿后，这位愚者似乎老实了不少，至少那条油腔滑调的舌头没有再吐出什么恼人的声音。

"It seems I've come at the wrong time. Do you two need me to step aside?"

A mature and elegant voice sounded, and the figure of the black swan slowly walked out of the darkness, with an intellectual smile on his face that seemed to be able to draw people in and melt them.

Looking at the huddled fool, the Rememberer from Liuguang Memory Court smiled without saying a word, with no intention of lending a helping hand or upholding justice.

After all, even she actually had some complaints about this masked fool.

The other party certainly did not lie, and the dream bubble did come from the narrow space that had sunk into nothingness, but it had been modified beyond recognition. One could only speculate what had happened from the traces of the incident.

This is completely different from what the rememberer hoped for.

But even so, the dream bubble still has a very high collection value. Moreover, with Liuguang Yiting's ability, it may not be impossible to restore it to its original state.

However, although Black Swan still coveted the Dream Bubble in Jeremy's hand, he did not directly ask for or purchase it from Jeremy.

She was not as reckless as Hanabi, and she knew very well that Jeramy might not be in a very good mood right now.

At this time, it is better not to make such an impolite request.

However, what Black Swan didn't expect was that she planned to postpone the acquisition of Mengpao, but Jeremy took the initiative to propose a deal to her.

"No, Rememberer, you came at the perfect time. I also have something I want to talk to you about."

Taking out the dream bubble he had just obtained, Jeremy looked at it with some nostalgia, then held it in front of the Rememberer.

"I want to make a deal with you. In exchange for this dream bubble, you need to help me solve a riddle."

Staring at the black swan's eyes that seemed to be flowing with starlight, Jeremy slowly opened his mouth.

"The Lord of One-Horned Shining One, leisurely struggling within the Cage of Dreams... This is the riddle the Fool gave me. Although I harbor doubts, I must still give it a try. I need you to help me find the so-called Cage of Dreams."

"Then why don't you, Mr. Jeramy, try to get the answer directly from the Fool's mouth."

Black Swan looked at Hanabi, who was curled up in a ball and pretending to be dead, and suggested from the bottom of his heart.

"I think this is a more time-saving and labor-saving method. You probably don't have much interest in playing charades with her, do you?"

"To be honest, I have already tried it, but unfortunately the fool's mouth is tighter than I thought."

Jeremy spread his hands. He was not a pedantic person, but the fool's mouth was too tight and he couldn't force a confession out of him by torture.

Besides, even if he really used that method, Jeremy might not believe the answer he got.

"How about...let me give it a try?"

The Rememberer of Liuguang Yiting looked at the Fool who was curled up in a ball and pretending to be dead, and silently put forward his own ideas.

"Then... try?"

........................

"You're finally back. Could it be that you were delayed in the dream bubble?"

Before Dr. Edward's huge eyeballs, Xing looked at Hua Huo and Jeramy who were brought back by the Black Swan, with a hint of curiosity in his golden eyes.

Logically speaking, everyone should have been sent back the moment the dream bubble ended, but how come Jeremy and Hanabi disappeared in the blink of an eye?

And...Hanabi seems a little unhappy now. She wears a fox mask and refuses to see anyone. Her hair seems a little messy.

"Nothing, just some heart-to-heart talk with the Fool."

Jeremy glanced at the Fool beside him, as if he could see through the mask the unhealed bruises on the face that always wore a wicked smile.

Being stared at by Jeremy with such a look, Hanabi's body trembled subconsciously, as if recalling some not-so-pleasant memories.

"Hanabi, what's wrong with you? Why are you still wearing a mask? The dream bubble is over. Don't get too involved in the drama."

Xing looked at Hanabi suspiciously, her movements seemed a little stiff, she had to wear a mask and remained silent, a hint of concern revealed in her golden eyes.