Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

"This group of star core hunters... actually have a plan in Pinoconi, they are really entangled!" After hearing what Silver Wolf said, March was a little angry, and at the same time a little worried, "And what does she mean by those words, is there something wrong with Hualin?"

"March, don't speculate. Try to get in touch with Hualin." Uncle Yang pushed his glasses and analyzed, "The current situation is almost clear. The Star of the Gala is far from being as simple as it seems. Around the 'Watchmaker's Legacy', a number of forces, including the family, have their own purposes and check and balance each other."

"Although we don't know what this legacy is yet, it is only a matter of time before this battle affects innocent people."

"Star Core Hunter Sam... It is said that this person is a remnant of Grammer's Iron Cavalry, a congenitally genetically modified warrior, with different cognition from ordinary people, and he is decisive and ruthless. He is no less dangerous than Kafka and Blade." Hearing Silver Wolf mention Sam, Ji Zi frowned, "This can be regarded as a threatening letter. The hidden map that Silver Wolf mentioned must be the blocked Dream Hotel. For follow-up considerations, we really need to visit the scene."

"Of course, before that, we still have to find Hualin or get in touch with him."

"So Uncle Yang, what do you mean..." Cangye looked at Black Swan who was still drinking indifferently, and did not say the second half of the sentence.

"Let's go." Uncle Yang took out his cane and led everyone towards the Black Swan. "Tell her our answer."

"jingle--"

The sound of wind chimes rang out, and Hualin opened his eyes dazedly, looking at the scenery in front of him in confusion.

The dark room, the dingy corridor, the half-open door, was I being... kidnapped?

But soon I was amused by this absurd idea. After all, I didn't have any scars on my body, and there was nothing to restrict my movements. But how did I get here...

"(Urban swear word), where did this damn thing come from? Is this still Pinocchio?!" Looking at the messy furniture in the room, Hualin seriously suspected that the system had thrown him into another corner again.

Um...why use "again"?

In short, Hualin no longer thought about anything else. He stood up and prepared to open the half-open door in front of him.

"jingle--"

It was the sound of the wind chimes again. Hualin then noticed that there was a blue wind chime hanging on the door.

But just as Hualin looked up at Feng Ling, a purple knife light came straight towards Hualin.

Almost subconsciously, Hualin took out his spear and swept it across, taking the blow head-on. At the same time, he also saw the face of the person coming.

The white and capable shirt was dotted with a few purple clouds, and only one sharp eye was revealed between the long purple hair. Hualin felt that the woman in front of him was very tricky, but also somewhat familiar.

"Who... are you?" Hualin held up his spear and became more alert after noticing that the knife the woman was swinging was a sheath. "Why did you suddenly attack me?"

"...My name is Huang Quan." The woman thought for a while before putting away her knife and introducing herself, "I only swung the knife because I heard some noise here."

"Did you just hear some noises?" Hualin was full of doubts about Huang Quan's explanation when he thought about how he heard the sound of wind chimes when he woke up. He then continued to ask, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Looking for someone." Huang Quan replied indifferently, but his exposed eye was fixed on Hualin.

"......" Hualin felt that the person who came had bad intentions, so he tightly grasped the spear in his hand and remained silent.

"It seems she is not here. I am going to the hall. Are you coming?"

"Thank you for your invitation, but I have other things to do here, so I won't go."

Unable to figure out what Huang Quan was thinking, nor knowing whether he was a friend or an enemy, Hualin chose not to act with him and prepared to explore the place on his own.

"Well, good luck to you, stranger."

Huang Quan turned and left without paying any more attention to Hualin.

"Huh, what a scary woman." Hualin gently rubbed his sore palm and complained as he watched Huang Quan walking away, "This strength... is really not simple."

"No, we have to explore this place quickly and look for information."

Thinking of this, Hualin picked up his spear and walked in the opposite direction of Huang Quan.

But it wasn't long before...

"(Urban swear word), dead end." Hualin looked at the wall in front of him, then looked at the dark corridor behind him, his heart full of complaints.

"Forget it, let's go back the way we came and see if that guy is still in the hall."

Hualin thought so and just turned around to go back, but he heard a slight sneer.

"Who?!"

Without any hesitation, Hualin gripped the gun handle tightly and turned to look behind him, only to find that there was no one behind him, only a mask floating in the air that looked slightly familiar.

"It's you...Star God of Joy."

"Ahahahaha, it's fun, really fun." The mask ignored Hualin and instead circled around Hualin, saying as it circled, "There are rotten dreams at night, and there are repetitive people in the dreams, ahahahaha, there are repetitive people in the dreams! There are repetitive people in the dreams!!"

The mask kept repeating this sentence like crazy. Suddenly, there was a "crack" sound, and the mask broke and fell directly to the ground.

But when Hualin wanted to bend down to pick up the mask, he found that there was no trace of the mask on the ground.

"The work of the Star God...?" Hualin couldn't say for sure, because the experience just now was too dreamy, even though Hualin knew that he was in a dream.

and many more.

Is this...really a dream?

This question suddenly popped up in Hualin's mind. How could he be so sure that the system really brought him into a dream?

"This guy...don't let me get the chance."

Hualin turned around and walked back in the direction he had just come from. As he walked, he thought about what the mask had just said.

"There are rotten dreams at night, and there are repetitive people in the dreams. Tsk, I don't even know if I am really in a dream."

As Hualin was walking on his way feeling worried, two strange-looking monsters suddenly appeared...mechanical dogs?

"This isn't soda... OH FUCK!"

Hualin was looking at the appearance of the dog when suddenly the dog behind him ran towards him and bit him. Hualin was so scared that he stabbed the soda dog with his spear. The other dog also wanted to pounce on it, but unfortunately it pounced on the spear in Hualin's hand.

"(Urban swear words), are you a wolf or a dog? Are you playing the wolf-like game with me to lure the enemy by pretending to be asleep?"