Star Railway: The Pioneer's Journey

Chapter 255 Thumbelina...a Treasure?

A fairy tale called "Thumbelina" has been passed down in many parts of the world.

Very famous.

Yun Zhi never imagined that one day she would have such an honor—the honor of actually experiencing Thumbelina's figure.

After all, although one can freely control their size and appearance, there is really no need to make oneself so small.

Even if it's about gathering intelligence—that's something others will handle; he doesn't need to put himself in danger.

Now I'm playing this game myself...

I have to say, it was quite interesting.

The model wasn't very big, and although the miniature "Golden Hour" was exquisitely crafted, it wouldn't be very interesting to go home after just one tour.

In that case, let's head towards the back of this mansion.

Not necessarily on Sundays.

However, the contents inside cannot be moved in a short time.

Perhaps we can gain something meaningful.

Actually, Yunzhi thinks "fun" is the key point, rather than meaning.

After all, Pinocchio isn't that interesting anymore.

I wanted to explore other dreamscapes, but just as I reached the edge, a sentence popped into my head.

—We'll explore the area ahead later…

Yunzhi: ?

Is this just an illusion? Or is this a universally accepted statement in the open world of the US?

Got it, the Americans haven't finished the map yet.

Then I won't go for now.

They quickly passed through a door and entered another room.

—It looks like a study, with tall bookshelves filled with documents and other materials.

The "family" was aware of what was happening within Pinocone, but for some reason, they concealed it.

In the empty study, six chairs were placed around the round table.

Six family lines.

The heads of the households gathered here to discuss Pinocchio's grand plans, and it seemed to be going very well.

"Since no one's going to entertain us, we can just have fun by ourselves. They shouldn't mind on Sunday."

Yun whispered in Lan's ear.

Lan's ears seemed to twitch.

He nodded, walked to the tall bookshelf, and casually picked up a piece of paper—

This is a robin's message.

Lan opened the letter without any sense of guilt.

The first thing you see is the elegant handwriting of the world-renowned singer.

She said that since returning to Pinocchio, she has noticed a problem with her voice. At first, it went unnoticed, but over time, she began to experience symptoms of losing her voice.

She discovered that this was because Pinocchio's "harmony" was not pure. After investigation, she determined that the person interfering with "harmony" was not an extremely powerful external being, but a traitor holding a high position within the "family".

She said she unconditionally believes Sunday.

Little did she know that Sunday was one of the "traitors" she was referring to.

It's really sad, isn't it?

"But she didn't die; she should be at Liumeng Reef now."

Yunzhi read the letter but didn't take it to heart.

"Those who believe in [order] may want to resurrect Taiyi, or they may want to create a new god... Regardless of which, I don't think Pinocchio can do it right now."

Even if it's the death of the spirit nurtured by years of dreams, is it to create a god?

Stop kidding me. You want to become a god without suffering, hardship, trials, and countless reincarnations? Stop kidding me.

Even Lan has suffered hardships in her life; she also encountered difficulties when she became a god.

"As for their claim that they want to steal God's authority—that's utter nonsense."

Yun Zhi's tone was mocking; he knew someone was watching.

"If the authority of a god can be so easily taken away, then he is not worthy to be a god."

Lan put the letter back and shrugged: "It's obvious that Hippe is also a person who loves excitement. Not only will she not stop them, but she will generously let them usurp power—and then she will say things like, 'I embrace all kinds of ideas'..."

[Tong Xie] The path of destiny is quite broad, and Hippe, as the master of destiny, truly encompasses all things.

Yun lowered her head and chuckled, speaking softly:

"They thought it was a stepping stone, but little did they know it was just a game played by the gods."

"Let's go, Lan, this place is no longer interesting."

Let's go somewhere else to have fun.

Lan raised her head and glanced in a certain direction.

There was no intimidation or murderous intent in his eyes; it was as if he were looking at a stranger.

But that's enough to make the person on the other end break out in a cold sweat.

So, should we really continue with the next phase of the plan?

The person opposite him fell into deep thought.

As Lan and Yunzhi were walking out, they encountered the two who had infiltrated.

—The Underworld and Walter.

This bizarre combination suddenly made Yunzhi feel dizzy and everything went black.

—How did these two end up together?

—Walter, look! It's Mei!

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Amidst the boundless expanse of yellow sand, a slender young man stood before him, looking down at him.

"Kakawasha, quick, eat something."

A girl with the same hair and eye color as him shoved a piece of dry bread into his hand, urging him to eat it quickly.

"Sister, you, you're injured."

He almost dropped the blood-stained bread.

The young man looked at them, without sorrow or joy.

His sister paid no attention to the wound on her hand, and just urged him to eat quickly.

After all, their lives were truly miserable.

Nobody knows what will happen next; this may be their last meal.

The older sister hugged him and thanked the young man, expressing her gratitude for saving her life.

He only half understood what he was hearing, but he knew that the man in front of him had saved his last remaining relative.

So, the little boy followed his sister's example and expressed his gratitude to the young man.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, but he slowly exhaled.

He looked around:

"It seems there aren't many Evgenians left..."

The young man murmured, looking at the brother and sister:

"Come with me, consider it my duty to save them."

His sister and he were stunned.

The little boy didn't remain stunned for long.

He grasped that hand, which was somewhat cold yet inexplicably warm.

"Please... take me and my sister with you."

This was the biggest gamble he had ever participated in.

It is also the most rewarding gamble.