Chapter 433 The Real Pinocchio

"The light of Aventurine has disappeared."

Daydream Hotel, reality.

Toppa looked at the recorder in his hand with a slightly complicated expression, which was recording the status of the cornerstone of the "Stone Heart Ten" within the Strategic Investment Department.

Up there, three to four people were divided into a group, and where she was, Sha Jin and she belonged to the same team as another Stoneheart ten-man "Emerald".

Although Topa had never had much to do with this colleague with a very different personality, her disappearance now made her feel a little shaken deep down.

"If I had used the keystone on the planet Yalilo VI, I would probably have ended up like him..."

Topa's fingers gripping the instrument tightened slightly, and she inevitably thought of the man with whom she had not had much experience.

Manipulating memories, playing with minds, as the wielder of "memory", he also possesses extremely terrifying strength.

Sha Jin's goal has been achieved, and his "death" has been known to countless people in the dream. According to the company's intelligence in the dream, his body was swallowed by a huge black hole, and the whole person disappeared in the darkness.

According to the intelligence obtained by the company, Sha Jin should have died at the hands of the unprecedented "Nothingness" commander.

"He kept his promise and got what he wanted."

Another vague woman's voice came from Topa's communicator.

Her voice is like sweet spring water, fascinating, yet exuding the viciousness and competence of a venomous snake.

"According to the plan, your cornerstone has been sent to the family, but the situation on site was too severely damaged by the gold dust. I cannot guarantee the location 100%."

Topa frowned as he looked at the on-site map of the golden moment that the company had obtained through Infinity.

In the picture, the whole city was enveloped by an invisible force. The streets and high-rise buildings were moved like chess pieces, and the original map was almost unrecognizable.

Among the company team that came to Pinoconi this time, probably only three people knew about Shajin's plan, and she was one of them.

Logically speaking, the foundation of the gold sand had been broken by him in advance, so its power should have been greatly reduced. Only in this way could it have deceived the family's inspection.

But now this appearance shows that...

"It doesn't matter. As long as the 'poison wine' has been drunk, all we have to do is wait for the results to take root and sprout."

The identity of the person on the other end of the voice was revealed. It was the third possible "Ten Stone Hearts" in Pinocchio, and also the boss of Shajin and Topa.

"I come to see you, I come to refill your glass, I come to take possession."

"I have bestowed poison on the nectar, sowing in spring and harvesting in autumn, waiting for the branches to be filled with withered fruits."

"All for... the Amber King."

And then, in the cradle of the sleeper, in the deep dreams of the star of the festival.

Another jade stone began to shine.

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

Yao Luo looked at the cornerstone in his hand, which was condensed with emerald light and began to emit power, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The drama has already begun, Interstellar Peace Company. You want to be the fisherman while the snipe and the clam fight each other, but you have never thought that in the eyes of others, you are actually the mantis that is about to be fed."

Yao Luo threw the cornerstone in his hand into the sky without a care. A ball of extremely pure memory lifted the cornerstone of "Emerald" and flew into the sky. When the underground city was in chaos, a ship was quietly parked in the safe haven called the sky.

After completing all this, Yao Luo quietly looked at the Pinocchio Theater which was still shining brightly in the sky.

No matter what difficulties people on earth are in, the theater in heaven will always be dazzling.

People in the city can see it just by looking up, but they never have the opportunity to watch the performance in person in their entire life.

In the sky, the knife mark left by Huang Quan spanned the entire sky. Cracks like broken mirrors covered the night sky. The dream builders on the ground collapsed powerlessly. Under the current circumstances, even if they worked overtime for hundreds of years, it would be difficult to repair the crack.

It can be said that Yao Luo and Huang Quan, just two people, have left a scar on the entire Tongxie faction that is difficult to heal.

Even though Pinoconi was only one of many Element Stars under the family, the cracks in his reputation would take much longer to mend.

"The harmonious concerto of the family has been mixed with discordant "noise". This sound does not come from outsiders like us, but from the hands of his performers." "'Sunday', I am looking forward to what choice you will make..."

Yao Luo's gaze penetrated the layers of dreams in Chaolu Mansion and looked directly at everything that was happening there.

A bone-chilling gaze came from another pair of eyes, looking at the second person who was one of the few in the entire Chaolu Mansion.

Sunday looked at this man who had entered the family's confidential place at some point, and there was anger in his eyes that was difficult to conceal.

"Wow, the outside world is shattered like that, but this mansion is still intact. It seems that the family's dream builder cut corners on the other houses."

Brown hair, khaki shirt, hound family badge, scars from battle, every detail of the man in front of me was ordinary, no different from an ordinary person on the street.

But Sunday seemed to see a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing, with only coldness and ambiguous murderous intent in his eyes.

"It's not your turn to judge the family's plans."

"Your appearance, your memories, your scars, each of them is real, but each of them comes from someone else, from the fifty-two members of the family."

"Am I right? A minion of the Mysterious, an ominous creature called Gallagher."

The ordinary brown-haired uncle, a man named Gallagher, took out the copper lighter in his hand calmly after he finished speaking on Sunday. He did not quibble, but just complained silently.

"It seems like you are really anxious. The family residence was destroyed like that, and your "Dream Master" is nowhere to be found. You didn't even give me a chance to explain."

"It does not matter!"

Sunday frowned and replied through gritted teeth.

"No, this is important."

Compared to Sunday's impatience, Gallagher seemed unhurried. This low-key "ordinary person" slowly walked around the table where Sunday was, came to the window, and came to a place where he could see the Pinocchio Theater.

He sat down slowly, the lighter in his hand emitting an orange flame, illuminating Gallagher's figure in the shadows.

He raised his head and looked at the head of the Oak family. The entire Chaolu Mansion was empty. It was unknown how many of the more than 100,000 members of the Oak family were left.

"I don't care about your identity, and I don't want to waste time talking to you. The reason I asked you to come here at this critical moment is because I only want to ask you one thing."

"You damn bastard, why did you kill "her"! "

Finally, Sunday couldn't hide the deepest anger in his heart and uttered these words.

The golden eyes were burning, the feather ears with studs were tilted up, and even the sky ring behind him was emitting a cold light.

If Gallagher's answer was not in line with his wishes, Sunday would probably kill the criminal on the spot in the next second.

"hehe."

Looking at the incomparably sacred power of destiny rising from Sunday's body, Gallagher remained unhurried and looked towards the center of the square, the place with the best view.

"The sand has blinded you and made you ignore some of the most basic answers. There is no other way but for you to go and see for yourself."

"Be patient, my 'little friend' was seriously injured a while ago, so I can't guarantee your safety..."

Sunday looked at the criminal who was still talking nonsense in front of him, and just as he was about to raise his hand to kill him, he caught a glimpse of an alien shadow in the corner of his eye.

The black color split into prismatic spikes, and a crack opened in the center of the spikes. It was the shape of an eye, the shape of "death".

"Pfft."

The sharp blade pierced through his chest, and the memories of his dreams flowed out from it. Sunday's pupils changed from shock to confusion, and then to distraction. His body became weak. In just a moment, this destiny walker who held a high position as the head of the family was easily killed.

As Sunday's eyes were about to close, Gallagher stood up, his voice echoed in the room, and next to Gallagher, the shadow of another person appeared.

"If you want to blame someone, just blame this damned fate..."

“Welcome to the Real Pinocchio.”

(End of this chapter)