Chapter 331: Pinokangni Chapter Twenty

"What kind of look is that, San Yue Qi looks like this?" Xing said irritably.

"... My name is Liuying, I am an artist of the Oriole Tail Flower lineage," Liuying gave a brief self‑introduction.

"Oh! So that's it, I told you—it's not long ago, San Yue Gu Niang has changed a lot," Sangbo laughed, and after the introductions, eagerly wanted to take the two of them to experience the "adult entertainment".

"... Adult entertainment?" Liuying was momentarily at a loss.

"Seems I guessed right? Come on, you two—let old Sangbo give you a proper taste of the adult world!"

——

Offer blessings to the beautiful world.

"Oh oh, is it finally coming—!"

The wooden table in the Adventurers' Guild was splattered with beer foam, and He Zhen suddenly slammed the table with a "Bang", staring intently at Sangbo's slick smiling face on the screen.

"Adult—entertainment!"

Each syllable trembled as he bit them, his fingers squeaking as they squeezed the wooden cup handle, "When you enter a dream you have to have this kind of dream! No wonder it's Sangbo, he's so full of life! And he even remembered to bring Xing along for this kind of activity—truly a good brother who came out of Bei Luo Bo Ge together!"

"Heh~"

Akua covered her mouth, let out a drawn‑out cold laugh, her slightly contemptuous gaze drifting up and down He Zhen's body: "You guy... can only vent in dreams, after all."

"This... this is a critical observation!" He Zhen wiped the beer foam from his mouth corner, "As the guide, of course I need to understand the current state of Pinokangni's sex industry..."

But before the words finished, the Sangbo on the screen added, "Don't worry, Miss Liuying, they're all projects that fully comply with public order and good morals!"

"..."

The heated atmosphere that had just ignited in the guild instantly dropped to freezing.

"—How infuriating!" With an unbearably sorrowful heart, He Zhen slammed the table again with a "Bang" and roared, "Sangbo, how could Xing have such a proper friend as you!? Truly disappointing!"

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"The three arrived at the lower level of Pinokangni's commercial district, and Sangbo told the two the destination of this trip: the \"Pi Pi·Pi Pi Xi's Salon\"."

"Sangbo is a regular here; he wanted to take Xing and Liuying inside to have some fun, but unfortunately the Salon requires a VIP card, and Xing was unsurprised to be blocked outside."

"What the hell?" Xing looked at Sangbo with displeasure.

"Don't panic, don't panic! Let old Sangbo think of a way... Oh, got it!" Sangbo's idea sparked, and he sent the security big brother of Pi Pi Xi to fetch several items: "The instant of choosing betrayal", "Clouds of doubt", and "Unwavering hatred to death".

"What each of these items is, Sangbo teased, and after the other party brought them back, Sangbo led them to a television set, saying he would show them something fun."

Sangbo smiled brightly and shifted his gaze to Xing, "Hey, sisters, want to try touching it and see what happens?"

"Are you trying to hurt me?" Xing warned, staring at him.

Liuying also sensed something fishy and was about to intervene, but Sangbo retorted, "This is a family heirloom, how could there be anything fishy? But if you don't want to try, that's fine, I can—"

Both of them simultaneously looked at Xing—actually three people—including the big‑nosed, sunglasses‑wearing cool guy shaking wildly on the screen.

With no other choice, Xing had to touch the television.

In a flash of dazzling white light...

Xing vanished, replaced on the floor by a knee‑high sunglasses cool guy, who let out a very cool "Hum".

——

Game life.

"... Ah."

Inside Ai Er Qi Ya's inn, Bai Weiwei widened his red eyes and let out a small gasp.

On the screen, Xing, turned into a chibi anime figure, paced back and forth, short limbs and exaggerated sunglasses, moving jerkily like a character from an old fighting game.

"Oh! Oh!" Kong exclaimed excitedly, eyes wide, "This effect is amazing! It's completely beyond the scope of a motion‑sensing game! Is this meant to turn us into tiny fighters? Or an adventure? It can't be an MMORPG, right?"

"Sangbo is a villain... has a conspiracy."

"You're overthinking it, Bai," Kong ruffled his sister's hair, grinning, "What conspiracy could the Masked Fool have in Pinokangni? At most they turn others or even their own people into entertainment, but they wouldn't do anything too outrageous."

Kong, holding his chin, mused, "Come to think of it, this Sangbo always feels off—he didn't even recognize San Yue Qi, yet he calls Xing 'sister'? Did he ever call her that back in Bei Luo Bo Ge?"

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"Sangbo couldn't hold back any longer, his mouth twitching harder than an AK: '... Heavens!'"

"Heavens..." Liuying was also startled, "How did you become like this?!"

Although Xing could only emit a cool "Hum", she could revert through the television. Sangbo begged her to clear the game inside, promising a mysterious prize.

The game wasn't hard; when Xing transformed back into human form, she already held a donut‑shaped handcuff called "A Moment of Freedom".

This was the last ingredient Sangbo mentioned; the three went to Doctor Edward, preparing to experience the dream Sangbo had the night before, a personalized dream bubble crafted with various emotional archetypes.

The items the security fetched for Sangbo happened to be usable here.

After the dream bubble formed, Xing and Liuying entered the dream together, arriving at a clinic in the lower district of Bei Luo Bo Ge.

The clinic was empty except for a note on the desk: "Become the king of trash, even if the trash bags have long since broken."

"'Such a familiar admonition...'"

Sangbo's voice echoed in the dream: "Don't worry about these details—if you ask me, you should go out and see the world, be careful not to get scared!"

Hearing that, Xing left the room, only to see the streets of the lower district filled with densely packed trash cans... people.

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A Certain Scientific Railgun.

"Puff—!!"

Bai Jing Hei Zi spilled an entire cup of black tea onto the dormitory carpet, clinging to Yu Ban Meiqin's pajama sleeve, her shoulders shaking wildly.

"Sister, esteemed sister! Hahaha... why do trash cans sprout hands and feet? And the three colors—gold, silver, bronze—hahaha... Sangbo's dream is just too interesting!"

Yu Ban Meiqin's mouth twitched, "Could this be linked to Xing's subconscious? I recall back in Bei Luo Bo Ge, Xing loved rummaging through trash cans... maybe she subconsciously wants to dominate all the trash cans of Bei Luo Bo Ge?"

"Not sure, but this dream unexpectedly feels epic."

Hei Zi teleported in an instant, and the next second her head was resting on Meiqin's thigh, smiling indulgently, "Esteemed sister, shall we watch this tonight? It's far more entertaining than those boring third‑rate movies~"

"It can be, it can be."

"A few strands of electricity sparked from beside Mei Qin's bangs: 'But the precondition is that you first get up from my leg.'"