Chapter 929: Departure on the Eighth Day (5)

Wanweike was momentarily stunned; he skeptically tried a few more times, but each time he was transported by the same method to a fixed spot outside the stage.

"What's going on?"

"'Those who stray shall be led back to the right path.' — It seems this is what the hound calls 'correction', exactly the same as what I did back then."

"You've been iron‑fisted since childhood," Wanweike suddenly realized, a strong nausea welling up. "... Hold on, if the correction is in this form, then what I just ate..."

"I warned you."

Like a common drunk on the roadside, Wanweike spat out a rainbow—

Xingqiri smiled faintly: "How does it feel?"

Wanweike weakly clenched his fist, his tone extremely plaintive: "I kind of want to kill you…"

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Re: Starting Life in Another World from Zero.

"What an unreasonable rule, it even lets you vomit out something you swallowed…" Bicui Si's voice unusually carried a hint of seriousness, "It's a bit like a 'self‑regulating spell', or even higher—the world's own corrective force; once those rules are violated, the park automatically self‑corrects."

"If Xingqiri truly grew from a philosophical embryo into a star god, wouldn't he be able to directly control or amend any universal rule?" Mao strained to get his brain working, "... If he wishes, could he turn the entire universe into Eden Park?"

"Who knows." Bicui Si closed the book, gently placing it on her lap, "But he's not the type to use divine power for such a boring thing; compared to someone, Xingqiri has already become very restrained in his use of abilities. If Spalu mastered the power of Tuning, who knows how chaotic this world would become."

"Hey…! Betty, you talk as if I'm some villain who does everything evil; my purpose has always been just one: to help Ai Mi Li Ya win the royal selection!"

Hearing that, Ai Mi Li Ya blushed and quickly lifted the tea cup in her hand, trying to cover the two pink flushes on her face.

"It seems the power of Order's destiny, while not affecting a person's body, can still cause unpredictable chaos to the whole world once it goes out of control."

Ram walked to the coffee table, placing the pastries from the plate one by one before everyone, "However, regardless of the chaos in this park's rules, Ram only cares about one thing— that the power of Order's destiny inside doesn't seep through the sky canopy to affect us… at least it shouldn't affect Lord Rozwal."

Mao rolled his eyes: "Can't you worry about something serious?"

"That's Ram's most serious matter."

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"In short, since the trouble in Eden Park concerns me, I can't ignore it. No Dream Builder needed; I'll eradicate these distortions myself."

Wanweike asked: "What do you plan to do?"

"It's not complicated. Every distortion has a source; once it appears it can be traced. We can deliberately violate some guidelines as long as we can bear the consequences." Xingqiri lowered his head, looking at him, "When the lingering echo tries to correct you and me, I can locate its position."

"Then, use Tuning to smooth the dream."

"Got it, simply put—now, rules are meant to be broken?"

The two arrived at the trash can and the Dream‑Shocking Troupe area, quickly resolving two rule‑related oddities; soon a distorted echo manifested in the park, pointing to a dim light spot in the distance.

"Oh, it appeared. How should I put it, it resembles you to some extent."

"Let it dissipate here." Xingqiri extended his hand, "Manifest for me, as always—any thing with pupils possesses an equal soul."

As Xingqiri's words fell, the light spot also faded away.

"It really works," Wanweike clicked his tongue in amazement, "The company should assign someone to watch you, then they wouldn't fear you starting over in Pinokangni and sprouting another pair of wings?"

"As long as I can't show my face, there's no chance of posing a threat."

"That's right, you always play the role under the spotlight, the admired elite, the leader. When was the last time you fell into the mud? Does it go back to childhood?"

Xingqiri answered truthfully, his expression quite calm: "It was before I turned six. I tried to fly with ear‑feathers like an ordinary boy, but fell into a dirt pit, nearly breaking my Heavenly Ring."

"I just wanted to tease you a bit, and you actually remembered?"

Xingqiri lifted his head, looking ahead: "The moment of failure is always unforgettable, a common human feeling."

"Treating this as a failure, I fear you're the only one who does so."

Having said that, Xingqiri glanced back at the park one last time; Pinokangni still doesn't know how many areas are affected by Order's lingering echoes, and for him, this farewell remains long.

The two arrived at the street side, about to discuss the next itinerary, when a man suddenly walked behind them.

"I mean no offense, but you two had better not approach that side," a well‑meaning 'citizen' named Walter politely warned, "The situation is still unclear; some anomalies have appeared in the vicinity, and the family is investigating."

Walter's gaze darkened; he was completely unaware that Xingqiri's Tuning had affected him, and in his sight the other was merely a turned‑away artificial‑intelligence woman.

"... Are you okay?"

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Azure Archive.

"We're doomed! Mr. Walter got caught again! Huh… why did I say 'again'?"

As Qinxiang's excited voice faded, the Abaydos Strategy Committee room fell silent instantly.

Lingyin touched her face: "Ah… it seems that within the train crew, Mr. Walter has indeed been 'Tuned' the most, but fortunately this time Xingqiri doesn't intend to act; otherwise he'd seize the initiative again…"

Although Mr. Walter is strong and can wield his staff to control gravity and Black Hole, it seems he has hardly any chance to use them in Pinokangni.

"Hehe~ Young people are really full of energy." Xingye lazily rolled over on the sofa, yawned, squinting at the ceiling, "Uncle me, just keeping this lazy posture is already exhausting; yet Xingqiri junior can keep using Tuning nonstop… his stamina is truly good."

"Senior Mingming Xingye's age is about the same as ours…"