Chapter 380: Things That Don’t Exist in Dreams
In people's minds, angels are a symbol of purity and beauty, just like the man in front of him.

Perfect, handsome, and possessing almost all the appearance and temperament that a superior person should have.

"Sunday".

This day, which is highly valued by the gods, is the most appropriate word to describe the person before us.

The flawless white feather ears, the noble and elegant makeup, the sun-like golden halo behind her, and the badge connected to the blue silk suspenders all reflect the charm of the family leader.

The originally noisy crowd now willingly made way for the master, just like the mythical story "Moses Parting the Sea".

"Oh, look who's here! Sunday, the most handsome man in Pinocchio! And the robin, the singer known throughout the universe."

Sha Jin warmly welcomed the two people who were coming towards her. Next to Sunday, there was another beautiful woman who looked like a bird wrapped in flowers, which attracted more attention from others, especially those on March 7th.

"Wow, this is..."

My eyes are full of stars. As a young girl, it is estimated that few people have not heard the songs of this world-famous star.

In the Galactic Age, few people are as famous in the universe as the singer known as "Mockingbird".

"He said you were the handsomest man in Pinoconi. That's funny."

Ms. Robin smiled gently, and her beautiful face caused the people around her to whisper. No one expected to see a big shot of the family here today.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Gold Dust. Please come this way. Let's talk for a moment."

As one of the leaders of the family, Sunday naturally solved the problem of Xing’s identity.

And Sha Jin, who had reached an agreement with the Starry Sky Train, became very kind at this moment, and even generously gave Xing 10000 credit points as compensation.

"Humph, a gentleman does not accept food given out of pity."

Xing's refusal, on the contrary, aroused Sha Jin's interest, and he gave Xing 20000 credit points.

On the other side, March 7 was chatting with the robin like a star-chasing little girl, and everything seemed very harmonious.

But Xing, who was watching from the side, always felt that there was something indescribably weird about this scene.

"As a singer resounding through the galaxy, this lady's voice..."

Standing aside, Xing was observing the robin carefully. The keen intuition she had developed with Yao Luo on a daily basis made her feel that something was wrong.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. The ceremony is approaching, and maybe they are rehearsing hard and their throats are a little sore."

In the end, Xing still couldn't find out anything. Yao Luo's disappearance was still like a huge rock pressing on her heart.

Even when San Yue Qi pulled Xing into the elevator and headed to the guest room arranged for them on Sunday, he still looked depressed.

"Okay, don't think too much. I've long wanted to enter the beautiful dream of my family legend. Let's go, Xing!"

"Big bathtub, here I come!"

Looking at the lively and lovely Sanyueqi, Xing sighed and focused his gaze on his room in the distance.

"It seems that if we want to find clues about Yao Luo, we have to go to the legendary [Dreamland]."

“Hopefully, there will be answers there.”

As he was thinking, Xing looked towards his room, where a different sound seemed to be coming from.

The door opened.

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

Daydream Hotel - [Dreamland].

In a dream, anything can happen, just like the situation Yao Luo is facing now. In his sight, everything is turned upside down by the strange gravity. It is almost difficult to find a reasonable path with normal eyes. There are all kinds of reflective mirrors in all directions around him, which are made of mirror-like materials.

"There is no road."

Yao Luo's current location, starting from the theater, has passed dozens of rooms similar to this one, but no matter how hard he looks, the road seems to have no end and the exit never exists.

"A little trick."

Yao Luo remained calm as he gently moved his hands in the air. Mirrors on all sides were neatly arranged like the hands of a pianist, and in the puzzle-like combination, a complete road was presented between illusion and reality.

"Hiding the road in mirror images and layers of dream space, is this something that ordinary people can understand?"

The road was opened, but Yaoluo still didn't understand the structure of Pinocchio very well.

With this level of difficulty, if he did not have the ability of "memory", if he were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to get out of this dream even if he spent his entire life here.

Obviously, such an environment is not worthy of the reputation of "Banquet Star". At least, the position he is in now is definitely not prepared for ordinary people.

After pushing the door open again, Yao Luo saw a similar scene in the distance and did not solve the puzzle again.

"No, that's not how it's solved."

Yao Luo frowned. This dream, enhanced by his abilities, was perfectly targeted at him, as if it had been specially prepared.

Originally, he wanted to find the person he met at the beginning, but now, leaving here seems to have become the main problem.

"Dreams can contain all possibilities. What I need is something that is absolutely impossible to happen in a dream. Maybe that can break the current situation."

"What is it that never appears in a dream?"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Yao Luo's mind like lightning.

He had heard a sentence in the literary works of his previous life:

"Why sleep for so long while you are alive? You will sleep forever after you die."

In folk culture, people also translate death as "eternal sleep" and sleep as "little death".

“It may be risky, but I have no choice.”

A cold gaze gathered in Yao Luo's eyes. Originally, he was a person who would take action after making up his mind. Since he wanted to find Xing and the others, then, even if it meant "death"...

There was no way to stop him.

As he said that, Yao Luo resolutely clenched his right fist, which was like the sun and filled with blazing flames, aimed at his chest, and slammed down fiercely!
The force of this blow was so great that the space almost shattered in an instant. Yao Luo restrained his strength and suppressed his body's survival instinct, allowing the destructive energy to penetrate his body.

"Nervous system, shattered, muscle dislocation, cardiac arrest, very good."

The familiar darkness gradually enveloped Yao Luo, but Yao Luo's voice remained calm.

At his level, a mere fatal injury would not do much.

At least, this was a chance he had to try.

The space changed, and the originally illusory world burst in Yao Luo's eyes like a popped soap bubble. Yao Luo's spiritual consciousness was enveloped by a deeper "memory quality".

As his consciousness disappeared, Yao Luo's body remained where he was.

Finally, on the corpse's face...

He gave a weird smile.

(End of this chapter)