The people in the collapsing iron gave the immortal ship a small shock from the Holy Lord.

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Then a powerful force burst forth from within, blasting her hand away.

Then, out of nowhere, lightning suddenly appeared and struck her squarely.

"Hmm, interesting."

Mebius shuddered. The lightning posed no real threat to her; the fusion warrior's body was still quite powerful. At most, the lightning had just given her a perm.

How are you feeling right now?

"I don't feel anything, but I probably won't sleep well tonight."

Bai Zhi sighed, but perhaps because she had experienced such a large-scale infusion of willpower and developed some immunity, this time she didn't have the same chaotic voices constantly appearing in her mind as before.

"When did it start?"

"I think it was when I fell asleep last night, but I'm not sure."

Bai Zhi frowned. She did have some strange dreams last night, such as swimming in a dark ocean.

I don't know if it was because of my height that day that I felt hot and bothered, and then I dreamed about finding a light in that dark ocean.

After touching the light, she inexplicably went to a strange place and even met a monkey by the roadside. The monkey asked her to go and find a master to learn some kind of immortality technique.

She thought it was ridiculous. She was already immortal, so why would she need to learn the art of immortality?

And yet, I inexplicably agreed.

The old man who wanted to become the monkey's disciple saw her and said that she was a person of great merit, carrying the wishes of all living beings, and should be a guest of honor in the heavenly court.

Just as she was about to say something, she woke up and was almost blinded by the light she saw.

That strange dream was probably because these wishes came together, and my subconscious sensed them, which caused the dream to suddenly change.

"If it's confirmed that Gretchen's painting is the cause, let's wait a while. People on the internet forget things very quickly anyway."

Mebius offered a solution that wasn't a solution.

"alright."

Chapter 546 Sunday: Why does Funina's voice sound just like my sister's?

"This painting is indeed quite good, but I doubt it can take away our income on its own."

On Sunday, I took a deep breath, pulled myself back from my memories, and continued asking my family members questions.

The healing power was immense, but reason told him that people wouldn't risk crossing the endless starry sea to reach the dimensional nexus because of it.

"Of course, but Lord Sunday, besides this painting, there are others. You can see them in your collection."

The family member extended his hand, gesturing for them to enter.

"Are there any masters?"

Sunday was slightly taken aback; he had thought that the painting represented the limit of that enlightened dragon master.

To be fair, if that painting were placed on some small planet, it would probably attract a lot of tourists, but with Pinocchio right next to it, its popularity would be completely overshadowed.

With these questions in mind, I opened the software's favorites on Sunday.

[Your body heat is fading away, caught in a vortex of noise, in a collapsing world, in an apocalypse where starlight has vanished...]

A burst of music entered his space.

At first, it was alright, but the more he listened, the more he could feel the strange power it was conveying, like searching for light in the darkness.

"How similar... I am also searching for light in the darkness. In this increasingly crumbling world, without absolute order, how can there be salvation?"

"grown ups?"

The family tried calling out.

What's wrong with this person today? Why does he keep spacing out?

Although those songs are indeed very good, making people want to see for themselves who sings them.

But Sunday is the leader of Pinocone, how could he do this? That's so unleading.

"It's okay, I'm fine..."

Sunday shook his head, looked at the pink-haired girl on the screen, and then swiped the video to the next one.

Ah, if I could turn into water and return to my original path, restoring my homeland to its former glory, Mother, would you forgive me? Let the waters flow through the seasons, drawing forth the sounds of all things…

The voice of a girl with white-blue hair rang out.

On Sunday, I was immersed in the song again, feeling the familiar power emanating from it.

He knew that it was the power of the Tongxie, and this girl seemed to have been embracing the power of the Tongxie for quite some time.

Moreover, he sensed in it a divine love for humanity, like water, which pities and nourishes all living beings without asking for anything in return.

But as he listened, he froze again.

That voice sounds so much like my younger sister's!

Something's not right. Let me listen again.

He dragged the progress bar to the front and started listening from the beginning.

Oh no, that voice is exactly the same as my sister's, and they both convey that same power of harmony, that same love for the world and the same hope for an end to conflict.

……

"Mr. Sunday?"

"I'm fine, you don't need to remind me repeatedly. But this Vidyadhara Dragon Lord is indeed powerful, he actually managed to invite such strong people."

On Sunday, he remarked that although it was his sister, Robin, who became a big star, it didn't mean he didn't understand music.

On the contrary, his musical talent was no less than that of his younger sister.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to control the Qi Xiang Choir.

So he was really surprised. Any one of these people would be a top-tier figure in the galaxy, and they wouldn't be easy to invite.

But it's incredible that the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord managed to summon so many at the same time.

"Can you get in touch with these people?" Sunday put down his phone and asked seriously.

"what do you mean?"

“Recruit these people.”

"Ah? Lord Sunday, this is inappropriate... After all, he is the Dragon Lord of the Immortal Ship."

The family members were stammering and hesitant; wasn't this approach a bit too extreme?

Talented individuals of this caliber are certainly not easy to find. If you just poach them like this, aren't you afraid of causing trouble for others?

"It's just normal business dealings. Besides, we have the protection of the Tongxie. Although the Dragon Lord is strong, he is not the Commander and cannot do anything to us."

"I said confidently on Sunday."

For his plan to work, he needs to gather as many people as possible.

Moreover, it would be best to disrupt the opponent's combination and then drive away this Dragon Lord of the Immortal Ship.

Otherwise, if the plan succeeds and includes this person, he doesn't know if the Immortal Boat will cause trouble.

After all, when it comes to the number of envoys, no one dares to compare with Immortal Boat; it's a force on par with the company.

“Uh… Lord Sunday, that Vidyadhara Dragon Lord is actually an envoy.”

"Ok??"

Sunday stared wide-eyed at the family members.

"Can you say that again??"

“That’s right, Lord Sunday. You haven’t been paying attention to the internet lately, so you don’t know that this Vidyadhara Dragon Lord has obtained the divine power of the Luofu Immortal Ship.”

"You should know what this means."

The family members shrank back and whispered.

"The divine power of the Lord..."

Sunday fell silent; how could he not know what this was?

Those are the representative items of the Immortal Boat General, such as the Divine Lord of Luofu and the Flying Yellow of Yaoqing. They are all a kind of majestic spirit bestowed by the patrolling star god, and also proof of the messenger.

If the other party wasn't an envoy, he could have dug it up without a care. After all, the Immortal Ship wouldn't bother him because of a celebrity, and the simple-minded Dragon Lord couldn't beat him anyway.

But if the other party is a messenger, then it's hard to say.

"Never mind, just dig!"

I pondered for a moment on Sunday and then made this decision.

"Are you really digging?"

"Be careful with your tactics. Offer a high enough price and explain the resources of Pinocone. As long as they are there voluntarily, there should be no problem."

On Sunday, after discussing it, we decided that we couldn't let the angelica area attract tourists so much.

That dimensional nexus is some distance from Pinocchio. If I were to execute that plan, I wouldn't be able to cover that place with my power immediately; it would take some time for it to spread there.

In that time, those people might receive the message and leave.

He will not allow such diversionary behavior.

My own dream kingdom should have enough people to enjoy all this perfection!

"It's very simple. Just explain the advantages of our Pinocchio Dreamland. No matter how beautiful a tourist planet is, it can't surpass our wonderful dream."

"Unless this Vidyadhara Dragon Lord can create a dream world just like ours, we'd be better off developing entertainment here."

On Sunday, he said with a hint of confidence, "This land was built using the power of a star core. Unless that enlightened dragon lord has a creation comparable to a star core, it would be impossible for him to carve out his own land in this ocean of memory."

Chapter 547 Why don't you go pretend to be a god?

"I think your appearance would be quite suitable for going to some backward planets and pretending to be a god or something. Don't people on your Immortal Ship often do this? They secretly go to some backward planets and pretend to be gods."

"Is this all you came here to say?"

"Besides, my abilities are truly divine, so there's no problem with that, and I don't need to pretend."

Bai Zhi looked helplessly at the silver wolf who had already pulled down his sunglasses. Her willpower was gathering more and more. Luckily, this thing didn't tan her like sunlight, otherwise her skin would probably be a shade darker by now.

These wishes are no longer like they used to be, where when they gather, you'd hear a bunch of people chanting.

But as long as she tries to absorb it to improve her own strength, the requests attached to those wishes will appear in her mind.

Silver Wolf curiously observed the glowing plate behind Bai Zhi and even tried to reach out and touch it.

"If you're not afraid of being struck by lightning, you can touch it."

Bai Zhi reached out and handed the golden disc that was floating behind her head to the silver wolf.

"This thing is detachable??"

Bai Zhi's action stunned Silver Wolf.

"That goes without saying. You know Fu Xuan, the diviner of Luofu, right? She has a plate behind her, and she can take it down too."

"Those are not the same thing at all. I remember Fu Xuan's was a portable supercomputer plus a divination ball, wasn't it?"

Silver Wolf said speechlessly, "Although those things on the Immortal Boat look like magical artifacts from fantasy novels, they are actually all outrageous high-tech equipment. This plate of Bai Zhi doesn't look like any kind of technological creation."

"Oh, that's about enough." Bai Zhi waved her hand.

"If it can be disassembled, why are you reacting so strongly?" Silver Wolf curiously took the plate, but a force from it bounced her away.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning struck from somewhere, but fortunately, Bai Zhi had warned him, and the silver wolf easily avoided the attack.

"Tsk tsk, you've really become a god? Do you have any magic tricks to turn stones into gold? In the ancient legends of your immortal ship, gods have this kind of skill, right?"

"Here's the plate. How about you go to those backward worlds and become a god?"

Moreover, turning lead into gold isn't difficult at all. The Immortal Ship Manufacturing Company has plenty of equipment capable of doing that. In the interstellar age, nobody will find it magical.

Bai Zhi rolled her eyes. In the 21st century, they could even use a collider to create artificial gold, let alone a celestial vessel with all sorts of powers and advanced technology.

Bai Zhi didn't care about titles like gods or immortals. Everyone on the Immortal Ship was a long-lived being. If you switched to the world of immortals and heroes, everyone would be an immortal who had attained the Dao of Immortality.