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Mockingbird: "That is why we should love and care for the weak and give them adequate assistance, as if they were our own. This is what the Ode to Harmony always teaches us."

Sunday: "The aspirations of 'harmony' are certainly lofty, but even in this carefree dream, the strong will always be stronger, while the weak will become weaker. This is human nature. 'Harmony' certainly has its great side, but it also has weaknesses that cannot be eliminated no matter what. Fundamentally, if people cannot even guarantee their survival, let alone the illusory future of equality, as long as the law of 'natural selection' still exists in this world, there will inevitably be fledglings that fall to the ground."

Mockingbird: "But if people don't live for the future, do they just live for the sake of living? If my brother believes that even Harmony can't save the plight of the weak, then which Star God can realize our ideals?"

Sunday is silent.

He wanted to tell the robin that the "Order" star god Taiyi could.

When the Lord returns in glory, He will surely execute the demon that wreaks havoc on the universe, judge the mediocre and inactive pharmacist, pass judgment on the ignorant hunter, and strangle the end that will never arrive.

Everything in the galaxy will be in order. Under the harmony of the Lord, the raging disasters will be suppressed. People’s misfortunes, pain and difficulties will no longer exist under the dream of Taiyi. A happy and perfect world without pain will be given to all beings with the glorious return of the Lord.

But now is not the time, I can't expose myself.

What's more, he didn't want his sister Robin to know all this. He didn't want to see his sister rebel against him, and he didn't want to see himself having to confront his sister, so he planned to do all this alone and give his sister a happy and perfect world.

The wait continues.

The dreamer, who was well prepared, arrived at the appointment on time and listened carefully to the robin's request.

After listening to the robin's story in its entirety, the Dream Master feigned a cold expression. "You mean to say that for so long, some evildoers have used the Harmonious Ceremony, a blessing bestowed upon the world, as a tool to achieve their ambitions?"

These words undoubtedly reassured the robin: "Indeed, Master of Dreams. Once the Harmonious Music Ceremony begins, the power of the Star Core will spread throughout Pinocchio along with the singing. At that time, no one in the dream will be able to wake up."

The dream master nodded. "Well, that surprises me. The dream is the result of the joint efforts of the five major families. If someone uses Harmony to freely disperse the power of the star core, that person must be in a high position. Do you have anyone to suspect?"

Walter questioned: "Excuse me, are you really unaware of the existence of star cores?"

His words undoubtedly showed his suspicion of the Dream Master, which caused the Dream Master to be dissatisfied: "Haha... I never thought that this nameless guest would directly point the finger at me. It's really jaw-dropping."

Walter said without hesitation: "If there has been any offense, the Starry Sky Train sincerely apologizes to you, but the current situation is urgent and does not allow for a detailed investigation. This is also for the sake of the peace of the dream. Please dispel our concerns."

The robin echoed, "Master Dream Master, if you can prove that the Harmonious Music Ceremony has nothing to do with the Star Core and that it was just us being overly suspicious, I will return to the stage to sing as promised."

The Dream Master nodded in agreement and said, "Well, Sunday, Robin, I have watched you grow up and know your character very well. Now you can truly be called His most devout preachers. I already know your determination. This matter is of great importance and is not to be taken lightly. Since Mr. Walter sincerely wishes to ask, I will do it myself to show my response. If necessary, the entire Oak family can also be at your disposal. Sunday, can you please plead with Him, send down your light, and ask me questions on His behalf so that all lies will be exposed?"

"I will obey your will," Sunday agreed. "O three-faced soul, please sear his tongue and palms with a hot iron so that he cannot tell lies or swear a false oath. If he speaks falsely, he will bear the curse according to the law."

After the power of the law descended upon the dreamer, the dreamer responded to the question: "Let's get started. I have nothing to prepare."

"Yes."

Sunday was about to start asking questions, but was interrupted by Walter.

"Wait a moment. As far as I know, family harmony and prosperity have never relied on so-called laws. Is the god you two are talking about really the "Harmony" Hippe?"

He had never trusted his family, the dream master, and even Sunday. Now that he had noticed something suspicious, he suspected that the two were in collusion.

He was shouldering the future of the entire Star Train and Pinocchio, and could not afford to be careless.

"Mr. Walter should know that the people of this family are as close as brothers. Under His light, they embrace unity and are of one mind. All dualities are exposed before the presence of Harmony. If not the Lord God Hippe, which Star God could perfectly harmonize such a delicate and complex symphony?"

The dream master explained patiently, and after he finished explaining, a trace of shock suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Night Thrush he controlled.

how come!

The remnants of the Star Train and the Watchmaker did not choose to go to the Pinocchio Grand Theater from the auditions at the Suleda event, but chose to break through directly!

The plan has not yet been fully implemented, the messenger of "Harmony" has not yet been summoned, the power of the Lord Taiyi has not been taken back, and the star core cannot be sealed. We must not let them succeed!

Realizing the danger of the situation, the Dream Master stopped playing coy with Walter and immediately ordered, "Sunday, the plan will be moved up. Please take a break."

The robin was startled by the dream master's sudden change: "What...?"

The next moment, Sunday's decree fell on the unprepared robin. Although he had been prepared and was on guard against the dream master the whole time, Walter, who had not expected that Sunday would suddenly turn against him, just turned around and prepared to attack, was covered by the decree and was hit by the black magic.

Looking at the robin whose consciousness was blurring, Sunday said with an unbearable expression: "I'm sorry, robin, I don't want you to know all this, but unfortunately, it goes against my wishes."

The robin smiled bitterly. "So, this is the real reason why I can't sing? The shadow that hangs over Pinocchio is actually..."

Sunday closed his eyes, refusing to see his sister's expression. "We have never been children of 'harmony.' The paradise you and I envision should not have been created by Hippie. The happiness of all can only be guaranteed by 'one' standing above all others. Within the law, humans construct society. Within 'harmony,' we uphold 'order.'"

The Dream Master sighed. He hated to see this scene, but now he couldn't care less. "On Sunday, the Harmony Festival will be hosted by you. The Star Train has arrived at the Pinocchio Theater. Unfortunately, your plan didn't work."

"Starry Sky Train, they always exceed my expectations. Thank you for your help, Master Dream."

"Go, child. The one hundred seven thousand three hundred and thirty-six souls of the Oak family have waited for this moment for far too long."

.......

Six hours after the opening of the Harmony Festival, the Pinocchio Theatre

Under the cover of Firefly, Reichhardt, Hanabi, Gold Sand, Topa, Gallagher and Doctor Truth, the Star Train crew is rushing towards the theater at full speed.

As long as we enter the theater, seal the star core, and prevent the Harmonious Ceremony from taking place, everything will be over!

Unfortunately, things went against their wishes. When they defeated the hounds and monsters from the Dream Theater along the way and were only a hundred meters away from the entrance of the Grand Theater, hundreds of night thrushes flapped their wings and circled above them, splashing their sharp feathers ten centimeters in front of them, blocking their way forward.

"Stop, distinguished guests of the family."

A night thrush took the initiative to land on the sculpture at the entrance of the Grand Theater and advised everyone: "The family has no intention of making enemies with you distinguished guests. Please do not break the rules before the Harmonious Music Ceremony begins."

Sanyueqi recognized the identity of the Hidden Night Thrush in front of him: "You are... the Dream Master! Where are Uncle Yang, Miss Robin, and Mr. Sunday?!"

The dream master comforted him, "Don't worry, I just gave them some time to contemplate their fate alone."

Ji Zi stepped forward, full of hostility: "You should understand that doing this means becoming an enemy of the Star Train."

The Dream Master shook his head. "I have no intention of becoming enemies with you nameless guests. You are all running around for justice for Pinocchio, and everyone can see this. Therefore, I would like to negotiate a deal with you."

"You're not even worthy enough to negotiate with us!" Xing raised his bat, showing no sign of negotiating. "If you know what's good for you, return Uncle Yang, Robin, and Sunday to us, and I'll leave you with a whole body!"

"You misunderstood. They are safe. As the family has always promised, no one will be harmed in dreams, let alone in the brave new world of 'Order.' Pinocchio and this universe have witnessed too much innocence and bloodshed. The strong wield the sword against the weak, and the victor pushes the loser's fate to its end. Natural selection—the world follows this law, building the well-being of all mankind on the remains of the weak. Only we, the fate walkers of 'Order,' have the power to end this absurd farce."

Whether out of justice in his heart or admiration for the Star Train, the Dream Master really did not want to be their enemy.

Too much innocent blood has been shed in this world. Even for a brave new world, he does not want to see the righteous people in the galaxy who are working hard for justice die because they are his enemies. They deserve a better world, not to be the cornerstone of a new world.

Ji Zi questioned: "Are you planning to resurrect a dead star god? No one has ever done such a thing."

The Dream Master didn't answer, but instead looked at You Yi. "Great Divine Master, I have always believed that people can understand each other through peaceful means. The future and destiny of this galaxy ultimately belongs to you and the other Divine Master. Only when you and the other Divine Master become one, using the strong to overcome the weak in the Taiyi Dream, and bringing the happiness of all beings under a single order, can we avoid injustice."

Youyi retorted, "Subjecting the happiness of all beings to a single order is inherently wrong. While suppressing the galactic disaster, the 'Order' Taiyi has also silenced the universe, depriving it of its original voice and vitality. Only a single harmony remains, forcing the weak. Who will constrain that single 'Order'?"

The Dream Master asked: "Without a God, who would be responsible for the people? Without a God, who would protect the weak, who would stand up to the tyrants? Without a God, who would make the stars move, the tides rise and fall, and all things grow?"

You Yi: "The people do not need a God to be responsible for them; they will take responsibility for themselves. If a tyrant takes advantage of the weak, the weak will naturally unite to fight the tyrant. Before the God, the stars each went their own way, and after the God leaves, they will continue to go their own way. People do not need a God who transcends everything. All they need is "order" itself, an "order" that restrains the strong and protects the weak. This "order" will be established by the people, not by you, and certainly not by Taiyi. "Order" has no right to be defined for the people!"

"So what role will you play in that 'order'?"

"I came from the order established by all peoples, and I shall return to all peoples."

“What if the people are wrong?”

"Then go ahead and 'explore'. If the 'order' established by the people is wrong, someone will discover it, modify it, and establish a completely new 'order'."

"If those who maintain 'order' are threatened, without a single God, who can protect them?"

"Then go and 'protect' it. If evil rides on the righteousness of 'order,' there will naturally be defenders of 'order,' fearless of sacrifice and unafraid of tyranny, who will bring the evildoers to their knees and face punishment."

"If the strong, fearless of sacrifice, die defending 'order'..."

"Then go to Abundance. Those who carry firewood for the people should not be frozen to death in the wind and snow. If a firewood carrier suffers, the people will naturally help him with honor and kindness, and then, unable to bear to see him fight alone, they will become new firewood carriers."

The voice of Youyi is neither loud nor solemn, and is far less solemn and sacred than that of Order Taiyi. The harmony in that voice is even more full of "disharmony".

But it is precisely this discordant harmony that incorporates countless notes, which conflict, collide, and change with each other, and then constantly compose new harmonies.

This harmony is not dominated by an order that controls the hierarchy of all living things, nor is it composed by a single god who is above all people. Instead, it is composed and co-created by the notes themselves. It is constantly jumping out of the rhythm of "order", subverting "order", and redefining "order" at the same time.

When this movement reaches its final moment, its final finale, when "order" and "end" brush against each other, "order" will gently disappear, returning everything to the notes themselves, turning the end of the score into an unfinished "..." rather than an ending "."

"When the new god ascends, the old god and his followers should step down."

Chapter 190 You Yi: I won this battle

The Dream Master no longer has the ability to stop the Starry Sky Train.

After Youyi said that the new god ascended to the throne and the old god abdicated, the hidden night thrushes controlled by the dream master fell one after another, dying like the seasons.

This is a manifestation of betrayal of destiny. Perhaps Youyi's "order" subverted the "order" he believed in, causing his faith to waver, or there were some changes in the "order", which led to the elimination of the conservative dreamer. But everyone felt that it was probably the former, because in the "order" described by Youyi, even people like the dreamer had a place.

The rest of the road was clear and everyone entered the Pinocchio Theater smoothly.

Here, a tuner who has been prepared for a long time is quietly waiting for everyone to arrive.

Facing the crowd, Sunday bowed deeply and said, "Welcome all the distinguished guests of the family to this harmonious music ceremony. On behalf of the organizers, I extend my sincere blessings to you. May you find joy in His light."

Xing had a bad feeling: "Why are you here? Could it be that... you really betrayed me?"

Sunday smiled in response, "As promised, my sister, Mr. Walter, and I have already met with the Dream Master and had an in-depth discussion with him about the truth surrounding Pinocchio and the Star Core. We have reached a consensus—I and the entire Oak family cannot agree to your request."

"Is it really necessary for a family with only two people to vote?" March Seven complained. The Oak family had 13,336 members who were all manipulated by the Dream Master. After experiencing the incident just now, everyone was now clear-headed. It was equivalent to the entire Oak family disagreeing, and only Sunday and the Dream Master disagreed.

The only one who might have voted against it was the robin, but because she left the family a few years ago, the vote of the Oak family probably didn't even count for her.

"The family is democratic."

Sunday remained undeterred, calmly stating his views to everyone: "Of course, we fully agree with Wumingke's point of view. Pinocchio needs to change, but not in the way you demand. The Star of the Festival cannot and will never return to a chaotic, lawless, and predatory place where dreams are pursued."

"Throughout Pinocchio's journey, you've likely experienced a microcosm of that era. The weak were ruthlessly eliminated, and balance was shattered. In the brutal competition, people lived in fear, struggling to survive. In the end, only heroes like you could stand out and achieve success."

"Just ask——"

Sunday directed his attack at Xing, the youngest person on the Starry Sky Train and also the youngest in terms of mental age. "Miss Xing, if you didn't have the special identity granted by the Star Core, and the help of the Starry Sky Train passengers, you would just be a fragile member of the masses. Would you prefer that Pinocchio? A barbaric land where only the fittest survive, or a dreamland where everyone can be happy?"

Xing was furious: "What does it have to do with me? I'm super angry now because I feel betrayed by you!"

I originally thought that Sunday was a teammate, and after we dealt with the Dream Master, the matter of Pinocchio would be over, and I could go play with peace of mind. But now you tell me that because of your betrayal, we have to fight another boss.

I really want to punch you in the face right now!

If I beat you up you'll behave yourself.

Hanabi cheered on from the side: "Good job, Xing, come on, beat up this chicken wing boy, don't embarrass the Starry Sky Train."

Jizi stopped Hanabi, who was fanning the flames, and Xing, who was ready to beat up Sunday without hesitation, and asked, "Mr. Sunday, even if the Oak family doesn't fully agree with the arrangements regarding the Star Core, now is probably not the time to discuss Pinocchio's past and future. The Star Core issue concerns the life and death of everyone in Pinocchio. Since the Oak family refuses, we hope you can come up with a suitable solution. Otherwise, we will have to ask you to explain in detail what happened to Walter and Miss Mockingbird that prevented them from arriving as promised."

Sunday smiled and said, "Oh, pilot, that's exactly what I meant. Now that everyone is here, let's start with that meeting and talk about our predicament and choices, our respective ideals and beliefs, and the only path we should ultimately take. So follow me, everyone."

The power of "order" unfolds in Pinocchio's theater, surrounding everyone present. This is the power of imagery, belonging to Sunday's inner world of imagery.

"Welcome. This isn't just some corner of Pinocchio's dream, but my inner world. Through here, you can more intuitively understand my emotions, which also means I'll be hiding nothing from you. Next, I'd like everyone to look at the big screen. Our journey here begins here."

Sunday knew very well that he had no chance of winning in a head-on fight. Besides, his real goal was not to be hostile to the Star Train and other forces, but to create a dream world where everyone could be happy.

Xing thinks there's something wrong with Sunday's designation: "What kind of person would show their inner thoughts?"

Doctor Truth agreed, "Well, I knew that anyone who thinks like Gold Dust is probably mentally ill. Look, they're really mentally ill."

Gold Dust: "Hey, hey, hey, I don't have a quirk that likes to show off my inner quirk."

You Yi also thought it was outrageous: "Exposing your inner emotions and thoughts to others, is this any different from just writing a diary and showing it to others?"

"Anyway, I won't show my diary to anyone else." This was the voice of March 7th.

"Perhaps this is due to the excessive psychological pressure of being a celebrity growing up in the family, which eventually led to mental abnormality. And from what I know, the boy with chicken wings seems to be in charge of the family laws. It is said that people become abnormal when they learn too much about law. Perhaps this is the case with the boy with chicken wings." Gallagher tried to analyze the cause of the disease.

"You're still analyzing." Hua Huo directly characterized Sunday's behavior: "How can someone who likes to show his inner thoughts to others be a good person? If I were to say, there are only two words: despicable."

Sunday:"....."

He wanted to curse, but after thinking it over, he decided to give up. There were too many of them and he couldn't curse them enough.

"Don't go too far," You Yi said, trying to dissuade everyone from going too far. "Sunday might be feeling lost right now, unsure if what he's doing is right. That's why he needs this performance to convince us, to validate his own thinking. We should give him a little patience and tolerance, a little more kindness, and the universe will become a better place."

Hua Huo rolled her eyes at You Yi, feeling helpless. "Alright, alright, chicken wing boy, you're a soft, fragrant, crispy, and crunchy bucket of Pinocchio K-Cheese crispy chicken wings. If you're not planning to make Sunday a Crazy Chicken Wing Day, then start your show!"

There was no debate on Sunday. Instead, the speaker disappeared. Voices echoed from all corners of the theater: "From here on, you will see the many choices I've made. I've chosen some to share with you. I think after experiencing the same dilemma, you will understand my thinking. The first decision is about a baby bird."

"This story happened when Robin and I were very young. We were victims of the asteroid catastrophe. Mr. Gopherwood, our family's dream master, who would later become Pinocchio's dream master, took us in. One day after dinner, my sister and I stumbled upon a wounded little Harmony pigeon in Mr. Gopherwood's yard. It seemed to have been abandoned by its parents."

"The fledgling was still tiny, its feathers barely fully grown, and it couldn't sing. We immediately decided to build a nest for it, but that winter was very cold, the winds in the courtyard were strong at night, and there were many poisonous insects and wild animals. If we left it in the courtyard, it would have no chance of surviving the winter, so I suggested taking it home and placing it in a birdcage on the wooden stand in front of the window. My sister and I agreed to release it back into the sky once it could spread its wings and fly on its own. Unfortunately, we never imagined that the bird's fate had already been determined—"

"How it will end is up to us. Now, I will give you the right to choose. Faced with this situation, what will you choose?"

"Should we adopt our original plan and build a nest for the little Harmony Pigeon with cushions on the spot, or should we choose to build a birdcage for it and raise the bird carefully in a warm house?"

"I look forward to your answers."

It's a very simple question. You just have to choose one of the two options. If you are a normal person with compassion, most people will choose the second option and take the little Harmonious Pigeon home to take care of it. But it is obvious that some people in the public have no compassion.

Hua Huo was the first to respond. "Little Harmonious Pigeon, its feathers haven't even fully grown yet. This is the best time to be alive. Neither of your methods will work. I'm telling you, the best way to save this little creature is to dip it in the liquid from its brothers (bird eggs), coat it in flour, and fry it in oil. Believe me, it would definitely make you and your sister cry with envy."