Chapter 381: What is heading towards death?

Daydream Hotel—【Reality】

Fifteen minutes before Xing falls asleep.

"Pinoconni's 'Suleda' is very famous, would you like to have a drink with us?"

Walter and Ji Zi, the two reliable elders, started chatting among themselves as they watched Xing and Sanyueqi walk up the stairs to store their luggage.

Although Ji Zi's suggestion was very tempting, Walter was not in the mood for entertainment at the moment. What happened just now still made him think.

Under the white highlights, Walter gently pushed his glasses, and did not take over the conversation, but expressed his own guess.

"Come on, we should be thinking about the same thing."

Walter looked at Ji Zi. The two of them had a tacit understanding.

Seeing Walter talking about serious matters, Ji Zi also became a little serious and mentioned an event that happened during the Xianzhou period.

It turned out that Ji Zi had already noticed something unusual when the family had sent invitations to all the major forces.

The family invitation is a strange music box that plays a timeless hymn in a way that living beings can understand.

The voice was so strange that Walter still remembered the content of the family's invitation.

"That's right, but there's actually a second half to the invitation."

"The second half?"

Walter slightly bowed his head and listened to what was said next.

““See the impossible things in the dream, obtain the inheritance of Pinocchio’s father [Watchmaker], and then answer:…”

“Why does life sleep?”

As she spoke, Ji Zi looked into the distance. In the family's territory, countless guests were falling asleep with great anticipation, because they believed that there was no wish that could not be fulfilled in dreams.

This kind of expectation, dream, and wish can even distort reality and create the impossible. It is hard to imagine that there is anything that cannot be achieved in dreams.

Reality and dreams, originally two parallel lines that do not intersect, are slowly being eliminated under the power of "harmony".

Reality is invading dreams, and impossible things in dreams may also appear in reality.

Just thinking about these possibilities made Walter shudder.

"I take back what I said before. This "banquet" doesn't look simple at all."

Sighing, Walter continued to ask: "But I don't remember such a paragraph in the invitation letter. Could it be that... there is a secret code in it?"

"There were some faint "noises" during the music played by the family's music box."

"I transcribed them, and they matched the frequency of the gravitational waves when the train jumped, and using the spatial curvature of the train engine as the key - I got the above passage."

Ji Zi’s words were like a big bell ringing in Walter’s heart, which made him think of a lot.

Putting aside how the family members obtained the frequency of the train's curvature space engine, being able to include this information in the invitation letter was an extremely clever move.

After much thought, Walter thought of a possibility, combined with Pam's request for everyone to find other unknown guests.

"This could be a 'cry for help' from an unknown person."

Jizi nodded, looking thoughtful.

"But don't jump to conclusions so quickly. This could be the work of the Masked Fool. If we only talk about the method, the Riddler or the Questioner could also do this."

The galaxy in the Starry World contains all possibilities. Even the most bizarre situations can happen, and Walter cannot rule out these possibilities.

"If only he were here, at least we could... eh? No... who am I thinking of?"

While thinking, Walter instinctively muttered to himself, but for some reason, Walter himself could not remember who the "he" he was talking about was.

"(Strange, could it be that my memory...)"

Ji Zi and Walter fell silent. The current situation was so confusing that any discerning person could see that things were not simple.

When Himeko mentioned the "watchmaker", as the representative of the company, Sakin's expression also changed slightly for a moment. Combining the reactions before and after, only one conclusion can be drawn.

Shajin, or the company, should have also received a ciphertext similar to that of the train and successfully decrypted it.

The "actual manager" mentioned by Sunday, the inharmonious voice of the robin, the abnormality of his own memory... The entire Pinocchio is like a huge werewolf game.

Before night falls, no one can confirm their identity, and no one can know their impending fate.

Who is the enemy? Who is the friend? Who is the real mastermind?

"No matter what, we still have to go to Pinocchio's dream to find out what's going on."

"Jizi, Uncle Yang!"

In the distance, San Yue Qi had already put the luggage away, and Xing was silently accompanying him, thinking without saying a word.

At this moment, she had the same idea as Walter. Only in dreams could she get all the answers.

After asking several members of the train crew about the dream places they wanted to go to, Xing also made his own choice.

Sanyueqi is going to "The Hour of Dusk" for a shopping spree, Jizi is looking forward to visiting her family in "The Hour of Morning Dew", and Walter plans to go to "The Hour of Sun" to look for history and search for traces in libraries and museums.

Before leaving, San Yue Qi also noticed the current situation and said half-jokingly:

"Maybe there will be classic scenes like relatives rebelling, families being torn apart, people being separated by the Yin and Yang, and rivers of blood. That would be really exciting..."

"Little Sanyue you......"

Xing looked at Sanyueqi with a twitching eye. Sanyue was famous for his bad mouth and divine predictions when he was on the train. He hoped that it would not be so effective this time.

"Okay, okay, Xing Ye, don't be so sad all the time. Even if the road ahead is bumpy, it doesn't stop us from enjoying the present. I wish you a good dream tonight!"

Xing smiled slightly. Yes, she was well aware of Yao Luo's strength. Instead of worrying about it now, maybe Yao Luo would have solved the problem himself by then.

"Think positively. Maybe Yao Luo has already started enjoying himself in his dream."

With great expectations, Xing walked towards his room.

However, Yao Luo, who was reported by the star as "howling with bad luck (a beautiful wish)", is now experiencing a nightmare experience.

He is experiencing all kinds of "fancy deaths".

They may be crushed by huge wheels, poisoned by venomous snakes, fall off cliffs, be shattered into pieces, or even enter the core of a star and be destroyed by the scorching plasma radiation.

When he abandoned his physical body for the first time and entered the "meme" body that he had not entered for a long time, he seemed to have come to a world wrapped in infinite death.

"Who said that the dream of "family" does not include death?"

Gnashing his teeth, Yao Luo endured the pain one by one. He could feel that these "deaths" were not all real things that happened in Pinocchio. More of them were the primitive fear of the concept of "death" among hundreds of millions of "dream chasers" who had dreamed in Pinocchio.

Here, Yao Luo even had his head chopped off by a manhole cover that could fly out at any time from the roadside. Sometimes he would jump off high-rise buildings involuntarily. More often, he was dominated by sleeping pills or committed suicide by cutting his wrists.

This power comes from the deepest emotions in the subconscious of countless lives. The power that comes together is like a concept.

Yao Luo would like to call it "What is Towards Death".

And Yao Luo's process of moving from the deepest dream to reality is like reversing the arrival of the concept of death.

Countless deaths gradually eroded Yao Luo's spirit. The power of dreams made him instinctively desire to dismember Yao Luo's spirit in order to better absorb his spiritual strength.

"Eighteen thousand six hundred and forty-five times...Eighteen thousand six hundred and forty-six times..."

As Yao Luo pushed away the sea of ​​suffering, his whole body and soul felt as if filled with lead. Compared with these unbearable deaths, the knife skills of the lady before were a real pleasure and worth Yao Luo's careful savoring.

Yao Luo's memory was covered with a layer of gray haze, but within the core, the shining light still radiated stubbornly.

Countless deaths can cast a shadow on Yao Luo's soul, but they cannot take away his light.

How to face death is the ultimate question that every life will eventually face.

"Everyone, I will...find you...."

Ignoring the torture in his soul, Yao Luo's eyes were fixed on the deepest part of the boundless darkness. He could feel it.

The exit is just ahead.

However, with Yao Luo's repeated deaths, in the darkness, a monster-like existence composed of countless eyes also became closer to the real and absolute in this constant nourishment...

"die".

(End of this chapter)