The matter regarding the Dream of the Great One had come to a temporary pause with Sunday's defeat, but the incident did not end there. Himeko contacted other heads of The Family and Aventurine, who represented The Company. The three parties began discussions regarding the Dream of the Great One.
Although Fu Zhu was the greatest contributor this time, he did not participate in these discussions. He felt nothing for this kind of post-event exchange of benefits. Rather than getting involved in such things, he preferred to wander the streets with his little companions.
"It's so boring~"
Stelle looked at the streets, which only had scattered tourists, and sighed with emotion.
Compared to the previous Sweet Dream World, after experiencing the Dream of the Great One, most of the Sweet Dream World's staff and tourists dared not enter the dream easily again. Some even suffered from PTSD and didn't even dare to have normal sleep, having to rely on sleeping pills to force themselves to sleep.
March 7th also sighed lightly beside her and chimed in.
"Yeah, the streets suddenly became so quiet without many people. If it weren't for the fact that Himeko and the others still have to deal with the remaining matters in Penacony, I would have wanted to go straight to the Luofu! General Jing Yuan personally sent us an invitation letter, inviting us to attend the Wardance that will be held soon!"
"Wardance? That's happening?" Fu Zhu asked back in confusion. "Why didn't I know about this? Am I the only one who didn't receive an invitation?"
Fu Zhu instantly felt a bit depressed. He had helped out quite a bit when he was on the Luofu. He didn't expect that fellow Jing Yuan to not invite him to the party! It was simply too much!
March 7th, standing to the side, twitched her mouth, torn between laughing and crying. Even without looking at Fu Zhu's face, she could guess what was going through his mind at this moment, so she immediately spoke up to explain on Jing Yuan's behalf.
"You busy man, ever since you came to Penacony, most of the time we couldn't even see you or contact you. Jing Yuan couldn't send the invitation letter to you even if he wanted to, don't you think?"
Fu Zhu paused for a moment, took out his phone, and glanced at his messages. Sure enough, there was an invitation sent by Jing Yuan, and it was from four days ago. Obviously, it was because he was busy planning the 'serial murder' case at that time, so he hadn't noticed it.
"Guess I blamed him wrongly. My bad."
Fu Zhu apologized, then clicked open Jing Yuan's message and looked at it carefully. He was indeed quite curious about the Wardance to be held on the Luofu. After all, when he played MC, he had a special fondness for those adventure modpacks.
While Fu Zhu was looking at the message, March 7th and Stelle started discussing it on the side. March 7th and Stelle looked in unison toward the quiet Dan Heng on the other side and couldn't help but ask.
"Dan Heng, are you going to participate? I heard that the Wardance is usually presided over by the Vidyadhara High Elder, but looking at Bailu, she doesn't seem like the type who can fight."
Dan Heng shook his head. He had already half-cut ties with the Luofu, so naturally, he wouldn't go to participate. However, he couldn't say such things out loud, so he casually found a different excuse.
"I still need to stay behind on the Express. Himeko and the others are still considering where the Express should head for its next stop. After all, the Express's fuel is already somewhat insufficient."
"Alright." Stelle sighed with some regret. "I originally thought I could watch you wipe the floor with everyone on behalf of the Astral Express! Now I can only count on my Old Bro."
Hearing Stelle's words, Dan Heng couldn't help but find it amusing. "There's a problem with your statement. You shouldn't say 'can only count on Fu Zhu'. If he were to take the stage, I'm afraid the only person who could be his opponent would be General Jing Yuan."
"Wouldn't that be even more interesting!"
Stelle's eyes lit up. She had already started imagining Fu Zhu slaughtering everyone in all directions on the arena stage, kicking away anyone who came!
"Don't even think about it." Fu Zhu, having finished reading Jing Yuan's message, retorted casually, then showed the phone in his hand to the three of them. "I was invited to be a judge. How could Jing Yuan possibly be so suicidal as to let me be a contestant? Would there be any point in holding this Wardance then?"
Stelle retorted somewhat unwillingly, "Old Bro, judges can also start warming up and prepare to take the stage, you know!"
"You're dead set on not giving other contestants a chance to show themselves, aren't you? What's so good to see about me going up there and beating everyone up indiscriminately?"
"Hehe, actually I wanted you to say 'Ad Space for Rent' during your victory speech after winning first place. Then I'd make a fortune and bask in your glory, Old Sis!"
"..."
The four of them wandered the streets for a while longer. Feeling it was indeed a bit boring, they casually found a roadside café, walked in, and sat down.
Fu Zhu picked up the menu. Just as he was about to shout for the waiter to order, March 7th, sitting opposite him, suddenly spoke to Stelle beside her and Dan Heng beside Fu Zhu: "Stelle, Dan Heng, could I trouble you two to go to the counter and order? I feel a bit sore in my legs and don't want to move."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhu glanced at March 7th's status bar with some confusion. There were no negative status effects on it.
March 7th noticed the look in Fu Zhu's eyes and immediately winked at him, seemingly hinting at something. Although Fu Zhu didn't quite understand what she wanted to express, he could guess that March 7th was intentionally sending Stelle and Dan Heng away. He assumed she had something to say to him, so he silently put the menu in his hand into his backpack.
As soon as March 7th mentioned asking her to go order, Stelle lay sprawled on the table with some reluctance and pouted. "Doesn't Old Bro have a menu in his hand? Just let him... hmm?"
Only then did Stelle realize with hindsight that the menu in Fu Zhu's hand had suddenly disappeared. "Old Bro, where's your menu?"
"I don't have it, you saw wrong." Fu Zhu told a lie without blushing or skipping a beat.
Dan Heng, sitting beside him, took everything in, including the eye contact between March 7th and Fu Zhu. He stood up silently and gave Stelle a look.
"Let's go, let's go order."
"Ehh~~~ I'm very tired too!"
Although she resisted verbally, Stelle still obediently stood up and went with Dan Heng to the counter to order. Only after watching the two walk far away did March 7th heave a sigh of relief nervously.
"March, did you have something you wanted to say to me?"
Fu Zhu, sitting opposite her, suddenly asked. This startled March 7th, who was already a bit nervous. She immediately gripped the hem of her skirt with all ten fingers, turned her small face away, and stole glances at Fu Zhu from time to time.
"It's actually nothing much... I just wanted to ask if you still remember the thing we agreed on before..."
"Agreed on something?"
Fu Zhu originally intended to ask subconsciously what the matter was, but after noticing March 7th's shy posture, he immediately realized it.
Could it be the date?
Fu Zhu thought about it. Little March was very thin-skinned (easily embarrassed). Obviously, she specifically sent Stelle and Dan Heng away because of this matter.
"I don't quite remember..." Fu Zhu suddenly felt playful and pretended to have forgotten, intending to tease March 7th a bit.
Upon hearing that Fu Zhu didn't remember, March 7th's small face instantly puffed up like a pufferfish. Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, Fu Zhu spoke again.
"But there is another sentence I want to say. March, would you do me the honor of going on a date with me tonight?"