Chapter 145

On the planet licked by these tentacles, all residents were swept into dreams, their eyes closing heavily.

The Xianzhou star-skiffs attempted to attack these tentacles, but with little effect.

On more and more planets, residents were being swept into dreamscapes.

The six Xianzhou ships had done their best to evacuate the residents of nearby planets, but their capabilities were ultimately limited.

To this day, half of the planets' residents have yet to complete their evacuation.

"We can only rely on that person's methods..."

In Lord Fu Xuan's mind, the image of the person who had just set sail for Penacony emerged.

That former Sword Champion of the Luofu...

If it were her...

In Lord Fu Xuan's mind echoed the legends of that Sword Champion she had heard as a child.

The Abundance Emanator Legion Commander Ming Xiao, the Abundance Borisin War Chief Hu Lei...

Her battle record was so spectacular that it remained a glorious chapter even in the long history of the Xianzhou.

She had already fallen into Mara-Struck, and was only dispatched to deal with the disaster in Penacony...

Lord Fu Xuan looked at the copper coins on the table.

"Jingliu... Ominous..."

Lord Fu Xuan sighed slightly; even for this Sword Champion, the dream of Penacony was extremely perilous.

But...

Lord Fu Xuan picked up a few more copper coins and tossed them onto the table...

"Qingque... Great Fortune..."

The corner of Lord Fu Xuan's eye twitched slightly. What on earth is that Qingque doing?! Why is she Great Fortune??

Even the former Sword Champion is Ominous, yet she is actually Great Fortune.

A hint of confusion appeared in Lord Fu Xuan's eyes.

Just at this moment, Lord Fu Xuan saw a ray of light appear on the footage transmitted back by the frontline star-skiffs.

"This is... the Astral Express?"

"Are they also going to enter the dreamscape?"

Lord Fu Xuan murmured softly to herself:

"May everything go smoothly for them..."

The lights of the Reverie Hotel were magnificent, and the entrance to the dreamscape hung behind them like an abyss, rotating and bobbing, making one's hair stand on end.

Before them lay the hotel lobby, with its soft, luxurious sofas, exquisite marble tables, and displays filled with rare plants and all kinds of desserts and drinks.

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Inside the lobby, the Family's waiters came and went, carrying tranquil and happy smiles on their faces, diligently and meticulously performing their work.

Everything was so ordinary and calm, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of happiness.

But looking at this scene, March 7th couldn't help but shiver.

"Himeko, look, don't they seem a bit strange..."

"A bit like wax figures, a bit like they're posing..."

On the surface, these people had no abnormalities, but March 7th's intuition was sounding alarm bells.

"... Did that hacker girl from the Stellaron Hunters not contact us?" Himeko asked in a low voice.

Beside her, Stelle shook her head; she was wearing a small earphone on her ear.

But there was only monotonous static in it, with absolutely no voice from Silver Wolf.

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"Sigh, she even said that once we entered the dreamscape, she would try to use hacking methods to pull us out, but she ended up crashing anyway." March 7th sighed, holding her forehead.

"That was within expectations." Welt Yang pushed up his glasses and said.

If one could escape just by using hacking technology, then the situation inside Penacony would be far too simple.

Suddenly, he noticed Acheron standing to the side, her fingertips resting on her blade.

"What's wrong? Miss Acheron?" Welt Yang asked softly.

"Their eyes, they are very hollow..." Acheron said, staring at the eyes of those Family waiters not far away.

"Like Self-Annihilators."

"Self-Annihilators? Signs of Self-Annihilators have actually appeared in the territory of the Harmony?" Welt Yang muttered, frowning.

"Himeko, what do we do next? Should we just start fighting?" March 7th asked in a low voice.

"Since the other party is pretending that nothing is happening, let's proceed according to our original plan."

Himeko smiled gently and led the members of the Express crew toward the counter in the hotel lobby.

The hotel lobby manager looked at the Express crew before him with a happy smile.

"I am the lobby manager of the Reverie Hotel, Dennis. Is there anything you need?"

Himeko and Welt Yang exchanged a glance and walked forward, saying: "We are the Trailblazers of the Astral Express, here at the invitation of the Family."

"Oh, so it's you."

A smile carved like that of a wax figure hung on Dennis's face as he said gently:

"You've finally arrived; you are already four and a half billion years late."

141. 【Party Guests and Four and a Half Billion Years】

"You have finally arrived."

"You are already four and a half billion years late."

Lobby manager Dennis looked at the members of the Express crew with an exquisite and perfect smile.

The number "four and a half billion years" sent a chill through everyone, and an ominous feeling lingered in all their hearts.

"Four and a half billion years... What does this mean?!" March 7th retreated a step in some terror.

"Four and a half billion years is four and a half billion years; the Charmony Festival ended four and a half billion years ago."

Dennis said, still wearing that perfect, wax-figure-like smile.

"March 7th... look at the top of your head..." Stelle pulled March 7th slightly and retreated a step.

They saw that on the calendar above the lobby, a hair-raising date was written:

Amber Era 2157... four and a half billion "three four zero" zero one years.

"This?! Isn't it currently the first year of Amber Era 2157?!" March 7th curled her body slightly.

She felt something was wrong.

The waiters all around also looked at the members of the Express crew with gentle and perfect smiles, their eyes full of happiness.

Lobby manager Dennis spoke softly: "It doesn't matter."

"It's just four and a half billion years late; we still have a long eternity to share."

"Welcome to Penacony; please become residents here."

Dennis, with his perfect smile, took a room card out of a drawer.

"Ah!?"

March 7th retreated a step in terror; she saw that the room card Dennis took out was covered with a layer of viscous, twisted Memetic tentacles.

These tentacles appeared translucent, with disgusting streams of light passing through them, changing as the tentacles squirmed.

March 7th noticed that a thread extended from the room card.

That thread followed the tentacles on the room card and extended all the way to the firmament, above the ceiling of the Reverie Hotel that the naked eye could not see.

Himeko and Welt Yang took a step forward, shielding Stelle, March 7th, and Dan Heng behind them.

They did not know what that room card was, but they knew it was definitely not a good thing.

"Why not join us? Become a member of Penacony?"

"Here there are only sweet dreams, only eternal, unending sweet dreams."

A perfect, flawless, happy smile hung on the corners of Dennis's mouth, as if it had been painted on his face.

His skin faded layer by layer, turning into a rubbery, withered yellow texture, while his face became wrinkled and loose, like a paper bag pulled over a head.

That flawless smile also turned into a cartoon pattern drawn on the paper bag, making one's skin crawl just looking at it.

"Is it a Memetic Meme?! No... it's a similar memetic existence."