Star Railway: The Pioneer's Journey

Chapter 259 Travel to Dream Reef

People should face reality.

And Pinocone—it's best to face reality now.

"I'm very curious about how they managed to gather so many followers of [Order] and in such a large number."

Although 100,000 is not a huge number in the universe, it is still quite a lot objectively.

Lan crossed her arms: "They have their own methods... I remember they once used special means to turn everyone in a certain place into followers of the 'family'."

Perhaps the seeds were sown back then, so it's not surprising that they've exploded now.

Yun nodded: "Judging from the robin's state, she probably doesn't know what her brother did... or perhaps, is her brother truly following the [Order]?"

To truly delve into this matter, it's extremely complex. We should also consider Sunday's own thoughts, whether he was coerced, and so on...

Ha ha.

So forget about all that and just deal with him directly.

"But before that, let's go take a look elsewhere first."

Let's not disturb the robin for now.

Liumeng Reef isn't very big, but it's not uncommon.

A significant number of people don't even know why they came here.

Hmm, perhaps it's due to that strange memory domain meme.

At a nearby fast food restaurant, the proprietress was bustling about enthusiastically. When Lan went in, she even received a piece of bread.

Divide and eat.

The taste is very good.

Afterwards, Lan and Yun walked through the secluded streets, looking at the scenery around them.

—There's not much scenery at Liumeng Reef, but after seeing so many luxurious dreams, the environment here is a welcome change.

In the old dream town, a singer is singing.

Even though the seat in front of her was empty, she remained engrossed in her work.

They listened for a while...

They didn't say anything.

Since I'm not a professional in the arts, it's really inappropriate for me to offer my critique.

There is also an open-air restaurant nearby.

It must be a restaurant.

There weren't many people.

There was a manhole cover that was steaming.

Yes, a manhole cover.

Lan: ...

He stared at the manhole cover.

Yun, puzzled, asked, "What's wrong?"

Why are you staring at that thing?

Lan didn't answer, but slowly walked forward, squatted down, and extended her hand—

It did not touch the manhole cover itself.

But a deep voice suddenly rang in my ears—

"The hot air rising from under the manhole cover was as swift as lightning, as if chasing something, and dissipating straight up into the sky."

"Yes, it is indeed one of the seven great manhole covers—the Hunting Manhole Cover!"

Lan: ……(=°Д°=)

Yunzhi: ? ? ?

Where did the sound come from?

Wait, does this manhole cover have a name?

"A manhole cover for hunting?"

Yun repeated in confusion, "This is really unexpected. There really is everything in dreams."

Lan stroked her chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Seven manhole covers... Shall we look for some others?"

"OK."

Although I think this kind of crazy thing should be done by Xingzai... anyway, nobody here knows Lan.

Or perhaps no one recognizes Lan for the time being.

Go, go crazy.

And so on, they found "destruction," "harmony," "knowledge," "nothingness," and "preservation."

We kept going until we reached the last manhole cover.

Squat down and reach out your hand...

"The warm air beneath the manhole cover gently exhales, the white mist kissing the cheeks of pedestrians, selflessly bestowing warmth..."

"Wow, could this be one of the seven great manhole covers, the one of abundance—"

clang-

Before the narrator, whose voice came from nowhere, could finish speaking, a metallic clanging sound was heard.

Lan had already reached out her vicious hand towards the manhole cover.

He removed the manhole cover.

Then walk to the bridge on the side, look into the bottomless dream, and then raise your hand and throw it down.

The small, pitiful, and helpless manhole cover fell into the bottomless abyss without even a sound coming up.

Lan clapped her hands, turned around and left without looking back.

Yunzhi: "It's just a manhole cover."

Lan asserted confidently, "It is a well cover of abundance."

The word "abundant" was emphasized with great seriousness.

The word "abundance" is really unsettling, especially when it comes to Lan.

Oh well, it's just a manhole cover.

They continued their sightseeing at Liumeng Reef.

The Memory Void still stands quietly not far away, but the red dot inside seems to have disappeared.

Yes, the bugs outside have probably been fixed.

So stop guessing, that red dot is really just the old US screen dropping frames.

In the quiet alley, pedestrians hurried past without greeting each other or even showing any desire to communicate.

Everything seemed so broken.

This dream was truly depressing.

The surrounding environment affects a person's mood, and the little bit of joy that came from turning over the manhole cover vanished in this darkness.

"Forget it, let's go back."

Yun sighed, "Let's go to Old Dream Town to get something to eat."

Arashi agreed, saying, "It is indeed a bit...too dark here."

Although it is called "the original dreamland", it is definitely not a tourist attraction.

He turned and prepared to go to the place the cloud had mentioned.

Suddenly, a voice faintly reached my ears—

"Please wait, sir."

His tone was a bit furtive.

Lan: ... (Hearing the familiar tone, she reacted a little nervously)

He silently conjured a dagger in his hand.

"Please allow me to proclaim my faith to you—"

Lan tightened her grip on the dagger.

Yunzhi: Where did this come from?

A moment of silence fell over the air.

It felt like I had suddenly stumbled into a frozen space.

Lan was waiting for the other party to speak.

—As soon as the other party utters words related to "immortality," "abundance," or "medicine king," He immediately attacks.

Yunzhi was waiting for Lan's move.

—As soon as Lan lashes out, he quickly destroys the evidence.

The person speaking was very perceptive and knew something was amiss.

But he remained dedicated to his duties:

"Please allow me to introduce my faith—the great Bucket King, the god of buckets who protects countless buckets!"

Then, he looked at the tin bucket next to him with a pious expression.

The Star God of the Protectorate of the Immortal Ship Alliance: Huh?

The First Envoy of the Protectorate of the Immortal Ship Alliance: What the heck?

The two men's expressions were identical, conveying only one meaning:

—This guy is a fucking liar.