Chapter 93: Golden Moment
Chapter 93: Golden Moment
Tim took off the test device and exited the simulated universe. The handsome boy lay on his back on the sofa, and the firewood burning in the fireplace made a crackling sound.
This is the most ordinary room in the Pinocchio Hotel. The fireplace is of course just a decorative thermostatic device. Although you can hear the burning sound when you get close, the flame of ordinary firewood cannot control the heat release freely.
Red curved sofas surround the entire house, and neatly arranged Suredas are placed on the bar. The whole room is elegant and warm. The only difference is that there are no beds in this hotel.
A device like a giant clam shell was placed where the bed should have been. In the center of the clam shell was a pool of clear sky blue liquid. Tim tentatively put his hand into the liquid and felt a touch similar to water, but not exactly the same.
He raised his hand and was surprised to find that there was no liquid left on his hand. He tried to scoop up the liquid with his hand, but the liquid quickly slid away through the gaps between his fingers.
This is Pinocchio’s Dream Pool. Here, only with the help of the power of the Dream Pool can one step into the real Pinocchio.
Tim opened the dream passport given by the hotel front desk, carefully read the instructions for entering the dream, then mustered up his courage, stepped into the pool with his clothes on, and lay on his back.
The deep sea... A school of whales... Tim suppressed his body's anti-coma reflex that had been trained over the years, and let his mind fall into dreams. He didn't know if it was because the sound of the water was too noisy, but before the final darkness, he vaguely heard the sound of bats flapping their wings.
He opened his eyes and found himself falling.
"Tim!"
Peter screamed, oh my god, as soon as he entered the dream, he saw his little friend falling from the sky!
Tim was also shocked, but he had no control over his body at all. The alarms caused by weightlessness rang wildly in his ears. He saw the light veins of the city in the sky like the Milky Way, and the Pinocchio Theater standing in the air like a star.
Looking down, the gilded city spread out beneath him, orange soda spurted out of huge soda bottles, singing, dancing and joy were endless and never-ending here, and the decadence and extravagance were the best footnotes for this moment.
And still he was falling.
Peter ran madly towards where Tim was about to fall. He didn't even care about his vest. He flicked his wrist and tried to stop Tim with spider silk.
His empty wrist mocked his confusion.
Harry didn't see Peter's crazy behavior. He knew that he couldn't catch a person falling from such a height by his own strength, so he began to look for someone from the Hound family in the crowd with a clear goal.
The golden hour, before twelve o'clock, the never-ending party, the night without dawn, enjoy all the prosperity in this sleepless night, because tomorrow will never come.
Tim realized the meaning of gold just before he fell, and then—
It hit Sunday in front of him.
A hole was smashed in the intact square surface, and Sunday's pupils shook for a moment because of the sudden attack, like tiny ripples caused by a pebble thrown into the water.
"How do you feel, sir?"
The Tianhuan tribe member with a huge halo floating behind his head had just the right amount of concern on his face. He was wearing an elegant gray suit, was polite, and stretched out his most handsome face in Pinocchio.
Tim came back to his senses from the violent collision and found that his bones were intact, his cervical vertebrae were intact, his internal organs were not displaced, and his flesh and blood were not smeared all over the ground.
Thank God, he knew that no one would die in dreams.
"I feel a little dizzy." Tim answered honestly.
"You can often see people falling from the sky here. This is because some guests who enter the dream for the first time are not used to the memory environment here and are teleported to other places. So, please look into my eyes."
Tim heard a short piece of harmonious music, and he found that his brain waves seemed to be readjusted, from a noise to the correct melody, and the world became clear.
"Thank you, Mr. Sunday."
The head of the Oak family smiled slightly and said that this was his duty, but Tim could clearly sense that this guy was not simple.
Is that the cunning of big shots, or something else?
Tim didn't dare to make any rash judgment. He couldn't see what was hidden behind that smile, and he was also a little afraid of the means he used. After weighing the pros and cons, he chose to hide his purpose and did not rashly ask about the story of the bat.
Peter ran over and supported Tim fearfully. After seeing his companion coming, Sunday politely said goodbye. The powerful head of the family left this dream, and Tim didn't even see how he left.
"I'm fine. I'm really fine."
Tim showed his intact body helplessly, and Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad you're okay. I found that I can't use my spider silk here, but my other super powers are still there."
Peter told Tim this clue. He used a homemade launcher to launch the spider silk. He did not bring it with him when he entered the dream this time, so it naturally would not be reflected in the false dream.
“I thought dreams had everything.”
Peter regretfully rejected the idea of making weapons through dreaming.
Harry rushed over with the hound family.
"Boy, I told you he'd be fine. Look, why don't you just stand here and do nothing?"
The brown-haired adult flicked open his lighter and leisurely lit the cigar. He took a puff and gently blew out a smoke ring.
"Do you three need any help?"
Gallagher asked lazily, exuding a strong sense of office worker. He looked like a typical middle-aged bachelor, with criss-cross scars on his bare arms and a hollow and melancholy look in his eyes.
"Who is this?"
"I am Gallagher, a member of the Hound family, and welcome to the dreamland of Pinocchio."
Harry told them that Gallagher was the Sheriff of the Hound family line.
We just sent away a patriarch from the Oak family, and now a sheriff from the Hound family has arrived. However, compared to the patriarch whose personality is difficult to understand, the sheriff's character is easier to profile.
"Excuse me, have you ever heard the story about the bat?"
"Oh, bats?"
Gallagher turned his eyes to Tim, who was still in his lazy state.
"This is a common creature in the galaxy. Some criminals like to use the names of these animals as code names, such as hyena, leopard, black wolf... Are you asking a sheriff about this?"
He stared at Tim, his relaxed body straightening up after his last sentence, releasing the pressure on them with his body language.
Player: It's quite a coincidence that Harry can find Gallagher with any hound he finds. This kid is quite lucky.
System: Who asked you to change his fate? If he had followed the original plot, he would still be able to jump around here.
Player: It doesn't matter. I'll always run into Gallagher when I'm hanging out in Pinocchio. It's only a matter of time.
Tim briefly recounted the story of the Justice League.
“Oh, no wonder…”
The sheriff relaxed, holding a cigar in his mouth, and said something cryptic:
"I haven't heard of any space refugees appearing nearby, but I suggest you go watch a movie, play a game and relax. Boy, I've seen too many similar things. Miracles are not such cheap things."
Clark and Wonder Woman met in combat.
There was no unnecessary words. As soon as their eyes met, Diana understood the positions of both sides. She turned her back on the front line of the gunfire and charged in the direction she came from.
The cannon fodder picked up on the road suddenly turned against them, and even burst out with stronger fighting power than before. The company was quickly defeated. Perhaps it was because Wonder Woman's attitude changed too quickly, and Clark even had a rumor that he could control people's minds.
Hanunu warmly welcomed the new brave warrior, and the presence of the two superheroes slowly tilted the balance of war. Superman and Diana also continued to snatch the necessary medicine for Batman until a meteor fell.
The star core stirred up Asdena's memory environment, bringing about a huge synesthesia dream.
The original synesthesia dream is not as safe and gentle as that in later generations. The wall becomes a road, the road becomes a wall, the normal passage is blocked, and dangerous memory domain memes roam everywhere.
As a result, many people lost contact, and most of Hanunu's power was destroyed. Superman, who was already intolerant to the memory realm, completely lost his trace while searching for his companions, which made things even worse.
At the critical moment, Hanunu and Wonder Woman stepped forward and boosted everyone's morale.
On the other side, seeing that the star core blocked the road, the company extended an invitation to the Star Train. For some unknown reason, the train was burdened with debt and could not refuse the company's request, and the pioneering unknown guests officially set foot on this land.
The first meeting between the young watchmaker and Hanunu was not friendly. Hanunu's first reaction was that a group of helpers from the company had arrived, while the unknown guests were deceived by the company and thought that Hanunu was a vicious bandit.
Fortunately, Mr. Sousa, who sold Sulada, mediated and the two sides did not further intensify the conflict. Diana told the anonymous guests the story here, and the train discovered the truth that the company oppressed the prisoners.
The SkyTrain decides to help Hanunu's rebellion and also brings news of the Green Lantern Ring.
"We were shocked to see such a big green thing floating in space."
Tiernan said so.
Tim stood in the center of the Dream Square, looking up at the huge statue of Clock Boy. He was surrounded by tourists checking in. An enthusiastic fan recommended to them the upcoming movie "Clock Boy: A Dream Story", which was said to contain the history of Pinocchio.
"Krok's Movie Park? Not a bad idea. We'll go watch the movie when it starts."
Harry lowered his head and made another note on his travel list as he walked. This guy was really here for vacation.
“Ouch—”
He accidentally bumped into someone, and the list and other items in his hand were scattered on the ground.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. Are you okay?"
A hand reached out and pulled Harry up from the ground. It was a girl with silver hair and her skirt had a gradient green fluorescent color.
"Hello, I'm the artist of the Iris family, Liuying, welcome to Pinocchio."