Chapter 268 Pinocchio
"To become a shrew, you must possess a heart as sincere as gold that embraces everything, including the giants. (Soulful chant)
In fact, this is a bluff.
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The real secret is to see the value of all life, then recognize and motivate it, and then exploit and utilize it.
"Let everything bow down to us Pipisi people, as they are willing to do so! Hiahiahiahia!" You let out an evil laugh, then regained your composure the next second. "So, we must never waste the precious value of the giants."
“This is shameful behavior!”
You raised your arms and shouted, your voice passionate.
"For the giants, our compassion is to prevent these dark creatures from bowing their heads, and to take the initiative to stand high enough to be at eye level with them.
Just like for all of us four-foot-tall sons of God, we must teach these dark, ignorant, and foolish giants to bow down to us on their own initiative! "
This is a very philosophical statement.
"Do you know how far apart we are from the dark giants?" Your sharp eyes scanned the congregants inch by inch. Everyone held their breath nervously, but no one dared to turn around and talk to each other.
The teaching results are very good and your vanity is greatly satisfied.
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Then, you turned around on the platform and took a step back, then turned back suddenly, grinning, "Just one step!"
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Children, this number is so difficult to cross!" You opened your arms, closed your eyes compassionately, and began your performance, "But if it is reduced to a small step, crossing it will be a giant leap in history!
..."
A speech like this could only be given by a master. After all, Master Roy's energy might be sufficient, but his energy...
Tsk tsk tsk!
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...You have no choice but to memorize the script all night long with tears in your eyes.
It is worth mentioning that even under the ceremony of the Hanu brothers, some Pipisi people still cannot accept the "Four-foot Holy Temple".
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In order to embrace these pitiful and backward children who have been defeated by reality, you send them to form teams of two with the most progressive children to truly practice the spiritual path of "Little Hanu Operation" in life (clench your fist)!
——Rescue the Dream Theater Troupe from danger!
They shouted about faith, bond, and friendship, and rushed forward.
The brave Pipisi freed them spiritually - further proving the fact that Hanunu was a Pipisi.
Every Pipisi person has inherited the spirit of the Hanu brothers (nods)!
Unfortunately, the number of Jingmeng troupes has been greatly reduced. Soon, there are not enough people to form one Jingmeng troupe for every three Pipisi people... But the young and brave Pipisi people are eager to accumulate their contributions.
then--
"Hello, this passing, excellent, gentle-hearted, pure-eyed dice dealer, would you like to learn about the doctrine of equality in the Four-Foot Temple?" (leaning against the wall with one hand)
The Dream Theater, which had not fallen into the nightmare, also became the target of unity and rule.
…
It seems that the size of the four-foot temple has reached its limit, and you have awakened the talent hidden in the blood of every Pipisi!
Master Roy was horrified. "Wha-what?! 'One Hundred Facts About Pipisi' is actually true!!!"
You think he's making a fuss, isn't this a fact you both already knew when you hit it off in the garage?
But there's nothing wrong with that. At least your best friend's eyes are as clear as ever, and the passion flowing in his body is still boiling for the great cause of the Pipixi people.
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"The Pipisi people, having gathered immense wealth, manpower, and faith, finally took the first step towards a great cause on a golden night.
——Issuing an invitation to the [Four-foot Holy Temple] to the entire universe!
Roy, who changed his job to become a publicity stuntman, easily wrote the most sincere and passionate words, and did not disappoint the identity of your best friend at all.
Speaking of promoting the Master, we have to mention that during the period of rapid development of the Holy Church, the children had a serious discussion. As the supporters of the large family, the heavy-handed Masters should distance themselves further from the "Four-foot Holy Sons".
Therefore, [Master of Trouble] became the upper level of [Four-foot Holy Son], with eight seats tentatively set. Currently, there are Roy Roy on Pinocchio, Clock Boy, the clerk [Adler] of the Black Tower Space Station, and [Playing Cards to Death] who is far away in the Immortal Boat and has not yet taken over.
In order to allow dreams to reach the masters or potential followers scattered throughout the universe like tentacles, you put the catalyst into the invitation letter.
The issuance of the "Invitation Letter" was a significant milestone. It meant that the children of the Four-Foot Holy Church, like sparks of fire, would be scattered across the world, awaiting the summons of the Lord.
The focus of everyone's attention, Xie Xie, turned over and lay down comfortably.
It's strange to say, ever since you awakened the one-in-a-million Pipixi bloodline, your perspective on people has become stronger, but a sense of laziness that comes from the will of the universe has also arisen.
Besides that, every time you get comfortable lying down, once you remember that your current roommate is a brown-haired guy with glasses, then...
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The attribute of being obsessed with looks exploded.
You can't help but cover your face when you're with your best friend: How could this happen? Why has my best friend become so uninteresting to me?
Roy was horrified: "What do you want? I've already given you the chance to touch the plush ball. If you don't show interest, it will be dangerous!"
Until you walked into the Chaolu Mansion and confessed to the family members who lived there...you came to your senses.
You find that your beauty attribute is not exploding, but you have simply awakened the white hair xp!
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This means that it is not your problem. After all, your best friend's plush ball is still as plump and round as ever, with pure color.
So, it's only natural that you'd fall in love at first sight with Mr. Forgive Yourself Sunday's chicken wings.
"...That's the Heavenly Ring." Master Roy was a little puzzled. "Also, my dear friend, you must have awakened the bloodline of the Tyrant Emperor."
"My dear friend, considering that I still have some special abilities, I believe I am at least worthy of the title of 'Tyrant'."
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You think his evaluation of you is biased. If he speaks ill of you just because you are despised for not having white hair, then there is no need to do so.
Why?
——You requisitioned Mr. Sunday’s celestial ring.
In dreams, developing organs like the "Sky Ring," which exist as energy, are actually removable objects, like Pipisi's plush balls. Essentially, they are merely subconscious fantasies created after entering a dream and can disappear.
So, you can also take it off.
You liked Mr. Sunday's chicken wing (crossed out) sky ring, so you put it on the head of your best friend Roy Roy.
So does he know?
He only knew that the sky ring in his dream had disappeared, but he didn't know how it disappeared.
"My head feels a little heavy," he said.
You asked curiously, "What else?"
"Also..." Roy was silent for a moment, "There's always a voice repeating a word in my ear."
What are you reading?
——In the beginning there was action.
And his voice became more and more angry."
"That's when you met Clockboy. He's not Whitehair, nor is he one of Hanu's brothers, but at first glance, he's the Clockboy who could easily attract Disney's most powerful legal team!
When the clock rings, there is also a spring duangduang sound, which is very interesting.
Then it clutched its head in panic, "Oh no! Oh no! Something terrible has happened to the residents of Dream Town! If we don't take care of it, something bad will definitely happen!"
The resident of this dream town is Mr. Sunday.
Then you realize that [Taichu Youwei] is essentially no different from *Sunday's personal swear word*.
Oh, Father Bird is still very respectable. People with little education might not understand it and think it is some kind of magic code - like you.
It's really not a proper job!
While the Pipisi are working for a greater cause, you're going to throw away your delicious suds and the vacation your kids thoughtfully gave you to save a bird?!
...You saved me.
But what of it! A priest bird loses his wings like a blind man loses his blindfold.
No impact!
I could only look closely at the pair of lowered, golden eyes, just like sunlight passing through a deep forest, leaving a cluster of shapes between the trees.
——He is so handsome.
It happened almost immediately that you took his chicken wings away because you wanted to know how funny it would be when Mr. Sunday cried and his wings couldn't cover his face.
But you are different from those perverts who like to see others cry, so you won’t want to bite the bird’s face.
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After fixing Mr. Sunday's mood dial, you followed the clues and found the colorful black bird.
…This time your heart is really racing.
You begin to think that maybe your best friend is right about you. Does he understand you better than you understand yourself?
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You didn't scare the bird because the Clock Boy said that the beautiful black bird is the Wooden Master, and until you become a Pipisi like Brother Hanu, it is best not to try to pluck the Wooden Master's feathers.
Unfortunately, you pulled it out before it could say this.
“…”
[Dream Master Gopherwood] possessed Hidden Night Thrush's body and regarded you with interest. "Child, I already knew about your actions in the dream, but I didn't alert the family."
When you blinked your bright and innocent eyes and reached out to him, he jumped into your hand, completely unaware of what was going to happen next.
"I didn't expect you to make it this far." He still looked calm and composed, looking down at you and evaluating your behavior which he thought was a joke.
Until you stroke the bird's back, lower and lower, and lower... and pull out his longest tail feathers.
He looks at you and you look at him.
Gopherwood: "..."
The old man really didn't expect that at his age, when he is not even a human being anymore, he could still be molested.
"Kid, what do you want to do?" The old man's elegant voice still sounded calm, but with a little more restraint.
You thought about it, your voice bright and cheerful, “I want to have a bird.”
"...So, what do you want to do after you come to me?"
You said sincerely: "Raise a bird."
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