Chapter 393

Fu Ningna: "On Sunday, these Order remnants—they're trying to resurrect the Star God of Order?"

Fu Ningna: "Do they even know how to do it?"

Zhong Li: "But the Star God of Order has already been absorbed by the Star God of Harmony."

Zhong Li: "To resurrect the Star God of Order, wouldn't you need to separate it from the Star God of Harmony?"

Welt: "In principle, yes."

Welt: "Perhaps... this is why the Order remnants have been lurking in the Harmony territories?"

Ying: "To separate Order from Harmony... is that even possible for mortals?"

Sand Gold: "Forget mortals—even the Envoys can't do it."

Stelle: "Stop guessing. Didn't Sunday already say?"

Stelle: "He doesn't want to resurrect the Star God of Order—he wants to use Order for something else."

March 7th: "I get the feeling whatever he's planning might be even more insane than resurrecting a Star God....."

The video continues.

【Huh, how did he disappear?】

After Sunday finished speaking,

his figure vanished right where he stood.

This surprised March 7th.

【Welcome. This is not any part of Aventurine's dreamscape.】

【It is my inner world.】

【The scenery hasn't changed because your consciousness has filled in similar concepts.】

Sunday's voice echoed again in everyone's ears.

【Who shows their inner world...】

Hearing Sunday's explanation,

Stelle couldn't help but remark.

【So...】

March 7th also felt speechless.

【You... did the same thing to Welt, didn't you?】

Himeko was curious.

【This is a tuning—stronger, but more draining.】

【Stelle has experienced it before. She should understand.】

【Through tuning, you can intuitively grasp my emotions, which also means I will reveal everything to you without concealment.】

【Next, I'd like you all to watch the large screen. Our path here begins from here.】

Stelle: "Show your inner world?"

Stelle: "Damn, you're really showing your entire self!"

Stelle: "Hey, aren't you afraid of social death?!"

Liu Ying: "Uh... his sheer openness is astonishing..."

Liu Ying: "So this is what true openness really means....."

March 7th: "Insane... I'd never let anyone into my inner world—even if I died!"

March 7th: "This would definitely cause social death in the real world!!"

March 7th: "How the hell does he dare?!"

Zhong Li: "Though our philosophies differ, Mr. Sunday truly possesses the demeanor of a gentleman."

Fu Ningna: "He treats others with sincerity, not resorting to insults or violence at the first disagreement."

Fu Ningna: "Indeed... this kind of villain's charm outshines any ordinary villain by miles!"

Fu Ningna: "Hmm... when I design scripts in the future, I'll have to lean more toward this style!"

Welt: "Mm, it's clear Mr. Sunday genuinely wants us to understand his philosophy."

Welt: "On this point, he leaves nothing untried."

Huang Quan: "He is a steadfast seeker of the Dao—this needs no doubt."

Huang Quan: "But his path is destined to lead to a grim end."

Jinggengniao: "Brother... is this worth it?"

Miss Qingque: "Asking that is pointless."

Miss Qingque: "If he thought it wasn't worth it, he wouldn't have done it in the first place..."

The video continues.

【From here on, you will see many of my past choices.】

【I've selected a few to share with you.】

【I believe that after enduring shared trials, you will understand my thoughts.】

【Begin.】

【The first choice concerns a story about a fledgling.】

【This story took place when my sister Jinggengniao and I were very young.】

【We were victims of the Star Core disaster; our family's Mr. Ge Feimu—who later became the Dream Master of Aventurine—took us in, as we had no one else.】

【After that, Jinggengniao and I enjoyed a relatively carefree time.】

【One evening after dinner, my sister and I stumbled upon a lone little Harmony Pigeon in Mr. Ge Feimu's courtyard.】

That chick was still young, its feathers not yet fully grown, and it couldn't sing yet.

When we found it, it lay half-dead in the grass, seemingly abandoned by its parents.

We immediately decided to build it a nest.

But after much thought, that winter had been bitterly cold, the night wind in the courtyard was fierce, and many poisonous insects and wild beasts roamed about...

Without doubt, if we left the chick in the courtyard, it would never survive until spring.

So I suggested taking it back and placing it on a wooden shelf by the window, and asked my lord to make a cage for it.

We agreed that once it could fly under its own power, we would release it back into the sky.

But sadly, we never imagined that the bird's fate had already been sealed long before that—

What end it met depended solely on our decision.

Now, I shall entrust the choice to you all.

Faced with this situation, how would you decide?

Would you choose our original plan—to build a nest with soft padding right where it lay for the little Harmony Pigeon?

Or would you choose to build it a cage and carefully raise the bird in a warm room?

I await your answers.

Stelle: "Here it comes!"

Stelle: "The place where the dream began!"

Stelle: "The origin of all this tragedy!"

Stelle: "The scene of saving the little Harmony Pigeon is happening again!"

March 7th: "Cough... the little Harmony Pigeon says I'm not taking the blame for this."

March 7th: "It was Sunday himself who got stuck in a rut."

Miss Qingque: "Tsk—if this bird knew its plight had become the spark for the siblings' ideological divide, it would surely cry foul."

Furina: "By the way, is Mr. Sunday trying to sway the Train Crew by putting himself in their shoes and empathizing?"

Furina: "What an exceptionally sincere approach!"

Silver Wolf: "Sincerity is always a guaranteed kill."

Silver Wolf: "But unfortunately, this guaranteed kill doesn't work well on the Train Crew."

Nahida: "So... how will the Train Crew members choose?"

Nahida: "I'm a little curious."

Stelle: "I protest—why is there no third option?"

Stelle: "You're forcing me to pick one, aren't you?"

Stelle: "Can't I just choose to let it die?"