I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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"Wuhu~"

Qiong sighed contentedly.

"This feeling... is like snuggling into an air-conditioned bed on a hot summer day! So refreshing!"

Qiong turned her gaze to the exquisite clock face on the Dream Passport.

Pinocchio, this vast dream world, is divided into twelve independent dream realms, symbolizing the twelve marks on a clock face.

They are respectively midnight, tranquility, morning dew, dawn, gold foil, sun, oasis, hot sand, blues, twilight, stars, and gold.

Each moment is frozen in its unique timeframe, possessing an unchanging atmosphere.

For example, midnight is a deep night that is forever shrouded in mysterious starlight.

The oasis is captured in the warm sunshine of the afternoon, when it is most languid, peaceful, and perfect for a short rest.

Each area boasts iconic architecture and unique thematic charm.

Aside from the "Quiet Moments" which are not open to visitors, there are eleven dream moments to choose from.

To outsiders, March 7th, the stars, and the sky always seem to be inseparable.

In reality, however, the train crews spend a considerable amount of time operating independently, or rather, operating separately is the norm.

If they were together all the time, even at its peak, the Star Train, with its train full of bread people, would have taken an unknown amount of time to explore a planet.

Therefore, everyone enters the dream separately and goes to the area they want to go.

Ah Qi's target had already been set on "the moment of twilight".

In her words, "How can you go on a vacation without visiting a shopping paradise?! I'm already preparing to fill my shopping bags!"

Of course, if you have similar interests, you can travel together.

For example, Blackie, Whiteie, and Little Duck planned to go to "Blue Moments" together.

There, the romantic twilight hour remains forever, with the sky ablaze with sunset colors and the endless beach stretching out before you.

Bai Xi especially looked forward to seeing that sea of ​​her dreams.

Haha claims she wants to visit "Moment of the Sun" first, but who can guarantee that she won't change her plans and follow Bai hope and Xiao Yaya after learning about their beach trip?

"Um……"

Qiong stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping over the clock face of his passport, and pondered for a moment.

"The golden moment has come, and it's you!"

He flicked his finger, setting the initial pointer firmly at the position before midnight, and then slammed it down.

"Genshin Impact, activate!"

Consciousness seemed to sink into the deep blue sea, enveloped in profound darkness.

But the feeling of falling only lasted for a brief moment before an invisible force lifted them up rapidly.

In the midst of this chaotic ebb and flow of consciousness, a strangely persistent song drifted into my ears from who-knows-where:

"Come back, Mikhail? My proudest faith?"

"A story so vivid in my memory? Tears inexplicably streaming down my face?"

"I vaguely remember the nameless guest? And the powerful clock?"

Who?

Whose child is singing?

Mikhail...that name sounds familiar?

Isn't this the anonymous customer that Pam found?

Like a salted fish dying in a frying pan, Qiong suddenly sat up and opened her eyes.

What came into view was indeed the familiar outline of the guest room—that's for sure.

The Daydream Hotel in the dream world has guest rooms that are almost a mirror image of reality, while the rest of the hotel is even more magnificent and fantastical.

However, the atmosphere was completely different.

The space was gloomy, like the smoke rising from melted, inferior asphalt slowly drifting through the room.

"what's the situation?"

Qiong leaped out of the Dream Pool and looked around:

"Where did you give me this for?"

Is this still Pinocchio?

The floating cups on the coffee table confirm that this is indeed a dream world, but the color scheme and style... it's less like a beautiful dream and more like a bizarrely structured nightmare, or a safe house at the start of a horror game.

"Could it be that the Dream Pool is broken? Or is the water expired and caused the problem?"

Adhering to the simple repair philosophy that miracles happen with brute force, Qiong used his family's secret recipe for repairing old-fashioned CRT televisions, and with two bangs, he kicked the outer shell of the Dream Pool.

There really was a reaction.

"Dreamscape ███ is under repair. Please guide us through the designated ████ entry point..."

The eerie, distorted broadcast sound, like a ghostly radio station with a poor signal, made Qiong frown.

Is it really broken?

An ordinary guest might actually be frightened by this eerie atmosphere.

But Qiong...

Not to mention his high skill and daring.

One Jerry transformation can turn a horror movie into a comedy anime, and the art style alone can liven things up!

Just like Jotaro in the Boss OVA, he is 17 years old and afraid that the school is not violent enough.

Jerry, the little mouse, is afraid that horror movies aren't spooky enough.

"This feeling... is very similar to before."

"Primitive, rough, and with blurred boundaries, it's like a bug stuck in the gap between reality and dreams."

As Qiong carefully examined the room, her gaze swept over the table and she suddenly noticed something.

Compared to a real room, there's one more thing here.

A piece of paper, faintly glowing, lay there quietly, out of place with its surroundings.

Qiong picked up the note and unfolded it:

Even in dreams, the impossible exists; find it, and you will be able to gain an audience.

"Emmmmmm..."

Qiong read this incoherent, charlatan-like text, his expression gradually transforming into that of Old Yang, the subway, and his phone.

"who!"

Who left the note?

"Do you want to see me? Come out!"

Qiong shouted loudly.

He knew, of course, that the impossible could happen even in dreams, and he, Kyon Jerry, was the embodiment of the impossible.

An audience?

Do you wish to see me?

"What?! Why are you yelling so loudly?!"

As the provocative shouts echoed in the room, a clear, loud, and slightly impatient imperial voice suddenly boomed from the corridor.

boom--!

Before the words were even finished, the room's ornate door was violently smashed open by a foot clad in a black ankle boot, slamming heavily against the wall.

"Oh, you've got your card too."

Qiong looked at the gray-haired raccoon standing with his hands on his hips at the door without any surprise.

Leaving aside the inextricable quantum entanglement between the two, the fact that their subconscious minds are intertwined makes it as natural as Silver Wolf using cheat codes in a game when they are thrown into a different place in a dream-like mental activity.

"Qiong~ baby~ ah~"

Xing crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the door frame, looking at Qiong with a gaze that was a mixture of three parts self-blame (acted), two parts guilt (pretended), four parts sigh (fake), and the remaining ninety-one parts undisguised lewdness and a downward gaze.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

She shook her head, making exaggerated smacking noises, switching to a heartbroken, doting motherly mode, and placed one hand on her chest as if suffering from angina:

"My child... Could it be that in this dream he finally let loose and awakened some terrible fetish, turning into a complete streaking pervert?"

Xing's voice trembled, filled with the sorrow of her family's misfortune:

"Mom... I don't remember raising you to be such a bad child who walks his bird in broad daylight!"

Only after focusing their attention on other parts of their bodies and experiencing the magnificent spectacle of the sky at other times did they belatedly lower their heads.

Hey!

The dream state and reality are seamlessly connected, allowing for honest interaction.

But he showed no shame whatsoever; instead, he straightened his back with righteous indignation and retorted:

"That Dream Pool looks like an extra-large bathtub. Have you ever seen anyone take a bath in a hotel while still wearing clothes? This makes perfect sense!"

"Ha, no matter how eloquently you speak, it doesn't change the undeniable fact that you're currently running naked."

Xing chuckled.

The gazes below became even more unrestrained, and the gray-haired girl stretched out her delicate, flawless hand.

"Let your older sister see if you're developing healthily!"

"Get out of here!"

Qiong reacted quickly, slapping away the wicked claw with a sharp sound and giving a warning in an annoyed tone.

"If you keep flirting, it'll be hard to calm down once you get angry."

"Oh dear, why are you being so formal with your older sister?"

Xing didn't back down at all; instead, she seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit. The smirk on her face instantly magnified to MAX, making her look like a tyrannical older sister bullying an innocent young man. She bared her teeth and claws and pounced on Qiong.

"First of all, I'm your brother. Secondly, if you hit me again, I'll fight back."

Qiong embodies the spirit of "showing the sword".

"Hmph, you're still going to pay me back~"

Xing beckoned with a provocative gesture, his expression smug and irritating.

"..."

How come this Star Core Spirit has completely lost all its integrity?

ε=('ο｀*))) Sigh

Qiong sighed inwardly, deeply missing Xing, who used to blush even at a simple kiss.

Nostalgia is one thing, but lessons still need to be learned!

"Watch me suppress you!"

Just as Qiong was about to use his immortal artifact to teach this unruly little raccoon a lesson...

Just then.

click, click, click...

A series of clear but slightly hesitant footsteps suddenly came from the hallway outside the door, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room.

The two immediately stopped playing around.

"Someone's here?"

They exchanged a glance.