RNP Page 306
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She didn't really want to, but said she wanted to learn some ways to grow taller.
The old Taoist priest said he had the ability to transform, and perhaps he could help her do this.
In that dream, she was overjoyed and hoped to become a disciple, but the old Taoist priest said that she was burdened with the wishes of all living beings and should have ascended directly to immortality to benefit all living beings, but her soul was not stable and her mind was confused, just like that monkey, and it was not the right time yet.
Furthermore, he said that with too much vow power, one would eventually become a distinguished guest of the Heavenly Court, so he could only teach some transformation spells, and the title of master and disciple would be waived.
He only hoped that in the future, if he took in that monkey and it caused trouble, he could help it out.
She even dreamed that after the old man said those words, the system popped up an upgrade quest for some kind of monkey talisman.
The image was too blurry, like looking at flowers through fog, and it was impossible to see clearly at all.
"We can't stay in this lousy place any longer!"
Bai Zhi shook her head vigorously to clear her mind from that chaotic feeling. Only then did she realize that she had drifted to a certain place without even realizing it.
From here, she could clearly see a lonely island in the distance of the vast ocean, enveloped by a giant bubble.
Although this bubble looks fragile, it easily blocked the waves of the vast ocean, keeping the island safe and sound.
It is clear that Pinocchio used the powerful energy of the star core to create this dreamland in this terrible place.
"Then let's put Night City here."
Bai Zhi pondered for a moment. This distance was just right, neither too close nor too far.
Upon summoning the system, Bai Zhi immediately designated the Ocean of Memories before her.
The next moment, a huge city appeared out of thin air in this ocean of memories, while an inexplicable force separated the giant waves composed of memories.
"Hmm, the system is still pretty powerful."
Stepping onto the land of Night City, Bai Zhi shook her head in relief. It was so much better not to be immersed in that ocean of memories.
At least those strange hallucinations won't happen anymore.
However, while Bai Zhi was enjoying her treatment, the people of Pinocone were utterly astonished.
Because they saw the reflection of a huge city in their sky.
This was originally an ordinary landscape, because the golden dream sky itself reflected some things and buildings.
But many dream layers that originally did not have a reflection also saw the reflection of this huge city in the sky.
They initially thought it was a new map from Pinocchio.
But when they saw that the family members also looked serious, the tourists felt that something was wrong.
Will this affect me?
Many people had some concerns in their hearts.
The tourist's concerns were unknown on Sunday, because from where he was, he couldn't see any sky at all.
Moreover, he was busy asking his subordinates how the plan was progressing.
"How's the recruitment going these past few days? Have you managed to recruit anyone, especially that one named Funina?"
Sunday seemed a little anxious because he had realized that the "sister" who had been by his side these days might not be his only relative, but someone impersonating her.
These days, people keep asking about the robin's condition, whether his throat is okay, and whether the Harmonious Music Festival can proceed as scheduled.
These past few days, he'd observed Funina's singing ability and her increasingly strong sense of camaraderie. He thought that perhaps he could ask Funina to come and replace his sister to appease those people for now.
In any case, we must not let anyone notice anything unusual, otherwise those who have been attracted by the Harmonious Music Festival may leave.
"Uh... Lord Sunday, Miss Funina said she won't accept any requests to switch jobs." The family member wiped his sweat and said in a low voice.
"Not accepting any job-hopping requests? Have you explained the advantages of Pinocone to her?"
Sunday frowned; it was clear he didn't want to hear this result.
"Of course, how could I neglect these basics? I even offered a high percentage of the performance fee."
"Given the reputation of our Pinocchio, just one concert by this Miss Funina would be enough to make her an intergalactic billionaire."
"Having said all this, Miss Funina still hasn't agreed?"
Sunday was somewhat surprised, although he believed that there were big stars who existed solely for art and to promote truth, goodness, and beauty, like his dear sister Robin.
But he doesn't believe that any other celebrity is as indifferent to money as his sister.
It seems that the Dharma-holding Dragon Lord really gave a lot of money.
No wonder the protagonists in various interstellar web novels like to borrow treasures from ancient races; just by offering a little something, they can make such a capable singer completely reluctant to leave.
On Sunday, for the first time, I felt a deep hatred for these guys who bullied others just because they were old and rich.
Indeed, in the world I create in the future, there shouldn't be such a guy. The most wonderful world would be one where everyone moves and lives strictly according to order.
"There can't be no good news, right? I remember that the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord recruited quite a few people, and they were all experts."
"Yes, there are two people... who said they could come and take a look."
The person giving the family report hesitated to speak.
"Which two? Is it Alicia, or Eden?"
On Sunday, I had a bright idea, although I didn't manage to get Fulina, the celebrity who is very similar to my sister in many ways.
But if it were Alicia and that Eden, that would be perfect too.
Either of these two individuals is enough to support Pinocchio's future.
"Uh...not these two."
"Who is that?"
I'm a little annoyed on Sunday. You're playing riddles here, dragging your feet and not coming up with a conclusion.
"One is called Wendy, and the other is called Ray Movie."
Chapter 550 The King of Dark Chefs (Lei Movie)
"Wendy...Ray Movie?"
Sunday paused for a moment, then retrieved something from her memory.
He had actually seen videos of these two; one of them played the piano exceptionally well, reminding him of the winds of his hometown and a carefree childhood.
He also enjoys telling stories accompanied by gentle, breeze-like music, and his popularity has recently surged, earning him the nickname "Interstellar Bard."
But that doesn't fit Pinocchio's style.
This place is all about extravagance and decadence. If you come here and feel the breeze of your hometown, recalling the simplest joys of your childhood, it's not appropriate.
As for the other one, the one called Lei Movie, he seems to be revered as the "King of Dark Chefs".
I've uploaded quite a few videos of myself cooking lately.
Although most of the soups are purple and have an ominous feel, quite a few dishes look quite appealing, so many people have tried making them.
As a result, there has been a surge in food poisoning cases in interstellar space recently.
This Ms. Lei, in her hands, could make even the most ordinary foods into delicious dishes.
However, when combined in her hands, it becomes a bizarre and extremely poisonous substance, hence the name.
It's strange that Sunday would be the day that the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord would invite this ridiculous movie. It couldn't possibly be to promote poison, could it?
"So, what does that Miss Lei want to do here? Can she sing or have any other talents?"
"Uh... Miss Lei wants to participate in one of our little programs, the Chef King Competition."
Sunday was silent for a long time before finally asking, "Seriously?"
"It should be serious, but to be honest, it's actually quite sensational, don't you think?"
"It's certainly a sensational topic, but have you considered how much the judges' funeral expenses would cost?"
On Sunday, he quietly said something.
"Ah this..."
The family members scratched their heads, but had to admit that what Sunday said made sense.
After all, the judges' casualty rate might be a little higher when faced with that terrifying purple soup that can corrode even high-strength metals.
"Actually, Lord Sunday, there is another way."
The family members said in a low voice.
"What method?" Sunday glanced at the other person and asked without much hope.
"Why don't we solve the problem at its root and just summon that Vidyadhara Dragon Lord over?"
Sunday:……
"Are you a genius?"
“Just a little bit of cleverness, hehe…” The family’s reporter chuckled softly.
"You really think I'm praising you?"
On Sunday, I kicked this guy away. What he said was true, but it's like the strange logic of poaching someone's boss because you can't compete with them.
The idea is correct, but it is not feasible.
"Hey, don't kick me! It really works. You see, although those celebrities over there are very impressive and eye-catching, our Pinocchio is unique."
“If we are willing to give up even a small share, that Vidyadhara Dragon Lord will definitely be willing to join us, and then we can turn enemies into friends.”
The family members quickly moved aside, and then explained their reasoning in a rapid-fire manner.
"After all, our Pinocchio lineage continues unbroken, but those stars ultimately have a limited lifespan. Which one is better is self-evident."
It wasn't until Sunday that I stopped and started thinking about the feasibility.
I have to say, what this guy said sounds like great wisdom, but it's actually quite feasible.
Unless the other party possesses the power of a star core, it is virtually impossible to establish a dreamland like Pinocene.
Moreover, as time goes by, Pinocchio will be built even better and more beautiful.
This is a benefit that can grow.
If it were truly offered as a lure, one can imagine that the enlightened dragon would make his own choice.
“That makes sense. Here’s what we’ll do: you go and make contact with Miss Long Zun and ask if she’s interested in investing in Pinocchio.”
"Okay, I promise to complete the task!"
The family members were overjoyed and were about to turn around when they heard shouts coming from afar.
"Lord Sunday, something terrible has happened! The dream has gone wrong!!"
"boom!"
The door was suddenly flung open, and a person rushed in, panting heavily.
On Sunday, she closed her eyes slightly, then said with a hint of anger, "Speak slowly, why are you in such a hurry?"
He'd had enough troubles these past few days; he was starting to tire of everything. All he wanted now was to execute his plan immediately and reach his ideal kingdom.
"Sir Sunday, outside...outside..."
"What's going on outside? Why are you stammering like this? Do you even act like a member of the family?"
"Oh dear, it's the sky outside! The city's reflection is showing!"
After catching his breath a few times, the man spoke loudly.
"The reflection of the city, the golden moments have always existed, haven't they? Is this really something to make a fuss about?"
On Sunday, I was a little puzzled. Was there something that required urgent attention?
"Not like the ones before, but reflections of an unfamiliar city!!"
The man immediately explained.
"what?!"
On Sunday, his brows furrowed, and he lost all interest in continuing the conversation. He quickly walked outside.
After a complicated journey, Sunday, upon arriving in the outside world, immediately looked up at the sky.