Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 357 Daydream Hotel in a Dream

"Even geniuses need the support of capital," Sand Gold scoffed.

“I hope you can keep this mindset in the future,” Ladio sighed.

Why did he suddenly feel that this matter was unreliable?

"However, even if that company isn't on your side, your family probably doesn't know."

"Why did you pluck the feathers from your peacock?" Ladio asked.

"What do you think?" Sand Gold said irritably.

"The family is afraid the company will cause trouble, which is why they're constantly confronting us..."

"It's quite possible that Pinocchio was part of a 'Harmony' conspiracy from the very beginning."

"If you ask me, that invitation was just a self-directed ruse; perhaps they wanted to do something outrageous at the Music Festival..."

"Or perhaps the inviter was someone else, but they tacitly agreed, intending to use this as a pretext to set up an even bigger scheme. It doesn't matter; family or 'the watchmaker's legacy'—as long as it can be used to my advantage."

"They don't dare to mess with Director Eve, so they can only target me, their subordinate. It's also a good opportunity to see what Director Eve's attitude is."

"If Director Eve remains silent, then the family will also find out the company's true colors..."

"It seems the family has been scheming meticulously."

"How confident are you in this gamble?" Ladio asked.

"What if I said it was one hundred percent?" Sand Gold's lips curled into a smile.

Dr. Truth frowned. "I advise you to tell the truth."

“Of course.” Sand Gold spread his hands.

"Get to the point, what's your solution?"

"There's no need to be so clear now—it's not the time to reveal our hand yet."

“Damn gamblers, cooperation is based on mutual trust—isn’t that included in Tzinyan preschool education?” Ladio clenched his fist.

"Then do you trust me?" Sand Gold suddenly asked.

“That depends on your attitude,” Latio said haughtily, arms crossed.

Sand Gold sighed and shook his head helplessly. "So you don't trust me either, isn't that enough? Besides, I'm illiterate, and my parents really didn't teach me this—it's a shame they passed away before they had a chance to teach me."

Dr. Truth fell silent. "I meant no offense."

“Don’t worry about it,” Sand Gold waved his hand dismissively. “But they taught me that ‘friends are the weapons of the Evikinians’—with ‘Harmony’ looming large, the more ‘friends’ we have, the better.”

"Let me think... Flowing Light Memory Court and Starry Sky Train have already made contact. The Annihilation Gang... is probably out of the question. The Pure Beauty Knights are still uncertain whether they'll attend. As for Director Eve, it's completely hopeless. We'll have to wait for that guy Toppa to arrive..."

"As for the guys at the 'tavern'..."

Sand Gold was having a bit of a headache; the people at the tavern were just too difficult to get along with, their personalities were unpredictable.

They might come and give you a big one.

Just then, Sand Gold suddenly remembered something. "Speaking of which, I just met a woman who claimed to be a sea patrol knight. I have a feeling something's off about her. Could you go and find out more about her..."

"Wait? Where are they?"

Sand Gold looked up and found that Ladio had disappeared.

"They can't possibly hate me that much, can they? Sigh, looks like I'll have to rely on myself after all."

Sand Gold shook his head helplessly and stepped into the Dream Pool.

He knew all too well that this mission would be difficult.

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Star's room.

Xing lay down in the dream pool and slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, drowsiness overcame her, and her consciousness gradually sank into a dream.

But when Xing opened her eyes again, she was still in a hotel room.

"This is... the 'Land of Dreams'? The real Pinocchio?" Xing looked around at everything, her face full of doubt.

"But I feel like the atmosphere is a bit strange, and... was there some strange noise just now?"

Xing heard a rustling sound.

Suddenly, the hotel's announcement came on.

"The Dreamland Hotel is under renovation. Please follow the directions of the hotel staff to enter through the designated entrance..."

Xing frowned and walked out of the Dream Pool.

She found a note on the ground with the watchmaker's advice written on it.

Upon opening it, one would find:

Even in dreams, there are things that are impossible.

Find it, and you will be able to have an audience with it.

............

"What does this mean?" Xing scratched his head in confusion.

She didn't understand what was written on the note.

"Over here! Can you see me? Over here!"

Suddenly, a soft voice came from the painting.

"Oh my god!" Xing was startled, only to realize that a hand was reaching out from the painting beside her.

"Please come this way!"

Xing walked over with a nervous heart and discovered that the person in the painting was Misha, the hotel waiter she had met at the beginning.

"Here! Here!"

"You are...that waiter?"

Xing reached out to touch the picture frame, and suddenly an inexplicable force sucked her in.

Xing shook her head, and a long corridor appeared in front of her, with Misha standing to one side.

"Ah, you've arrived! That's wonderful!"

"I thought you wouldn't even notice me..."

Welcome to the "Corridor of Thoughts"! You can think of this as an entry point, leading to the "Golden Moment."

"And I'm here to guide you all," Misha introduced enthusiastically.

"This place looks really weird," Xing said, looking around.

“This is a temporary transit point, so it looks rather basic… The ‘Daydream Hotel’ in the dream is currently undergoing renovations,” Misha explained sheepishly.

"We apologize for the unpleasant stay... but if you visit during the 'Golden Hour,' all your worries will surely disappear!"

“What is the ‘Golden Moment’?” Xing asked.

“‘The Golden Hour’ is one of Pinocchio’s twelve dreams, corresponding to ‘midnight’—here, time in the dream is always frozen at the moment before midnight, tomorrow will never come, and the revelry of this night will never end…” Misha explained enthusiastically.

"Ah, but that doesn't mean time is frozen in dreams—to avoid causing any mental or physical burden to our passengers, the time scale in dreams is set to match that of reality, so please don't worry!"

"I see." Xing nodded.

"Oh, right, I found a note in the room just now."

"A note? Did you find it in the room?"

"Ah... could it be trash left behind by the previous guest...?"

Misha immediately became anxious. "It was my carelessness that caused you trouble by not cleaning properly... I'm so sorry!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Xing waved her hand.

"But something about the Daydream Hotel feels off."

"That's weird?" Misha wondered.

"It just felt eerie everywhere," Xing described.

"Are you asking about the 'Daydream Hotel' in the dream? I'm not very clear on the specific details either, I'm very sorry." Misha immediately bowed and apologized.

Seeing that she couldn't get an answer, Xing decided to give up.

"Where should I begin to reach the 'golden hour'?"

"You only need to pass through that door to reach the 'Golden Hour'—may you enjoy an unforgettable dream!"

Xing saw the door that was shining brightly, and she walked towards the door in the distance.

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