Star: This is very interesting! "Do not plagiarize others' identities." Does that mean one can disguise as someone else in the dreamscape?
Qingque: Actually, if you think about it, it's possible. After all, it's just a dream. Although the Family says that one's appearance in the dream will be the same as in reality, there must be loopholes to exploit.
Star: Still, sleeping in a pool while wearing clothes must feel really strange. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable.
While Star was checking her passport, the elevator had already arrived at the entrance of the VIP lounge.
Himeko said with a smile, "We've finally arrived. Everyone, please go back to your respective rooms and put away your luggage first."
Watching March 7th and Star's retreating figures, Himeko turned to Welt and invited, "Welt, shall we have a drink first? Penacony's surlada is very famous."
Facing Himeko's warm invitation, Welt responded with an understanding look, "Alright, but I don't think you just want to drink with me, do you? Tell me, perhaps we're thinking the same thing."
Himeko slowly raised her hand, a hint of doubt and contemplation in her eyes, and asked Welt, "Do you still remember the content of the Family's invitation letter?"
Welt gently pushed up the glasses on his nose and replied with certainty, "'Sincerely invite the distinguished guests of the Family to Penacony, to join other guests in a grand banquet.'—It is precisely because of this invitation that we are here."
"You remember correctly—but there's more to this invitation letter." Himeko nodded slightly in approval, then continued:
"...Witness the impossible in dreams, seek the legacy of Penacony's father, the Clockmaker, and then answer: Why does life slumber?"
Seele: Why does life slumber... What a strange question. Isn't sleeping just sleeping?
Himeko: I, on the other hand, think it might involve a deeper philosophical inquiry, but it's still unclear now.
Dreamseeker A: Is the Clockmaker already dead...? No wonder he hasn't appeared in recent years. But this search for his legacy, I can't figure it out at all.
"I don't recall such a passage in the invitation letter... Are you saying there's a hidden message?" Welt frowned, a puzzled expression on his face. He was clearly very surprised by the sudden words from Himeko.
"That's the intriguing part. The 'invitation letter' sent by the Family is a music box. Winding it up makes it play music." Himeko further explained.
"But the one delivered to us is a bit strange... It has some discordant notes mixed in with the music it plays." At this point, Himeko's expression became even more solemn.
"I transcribed these Noise. They perfectly match the gravitational wave frequency during The Train's warp. And using The Train's engine's spatial curvature as the key—I obtained the passage above."
"It's a distress signal commonly used by the Nameless," Welt concluded with a grave expression.
Himeko, however, shook her head dismissively: "We can't jump to conclusions yet. It could also be the Masked Fools playing tricks. Judging by the method, 'Riddlers' or 'Questioning Devils' could also do it."
"When did you discover it?"
"When you were dealing with the Luofu Stellaron, I told Pam immediately," Himeko explained calmly.
"No wonder you asked to step forward earlier, and that IPC envoy also mentioned the name 'Clockmaker.' I'm afraid his invitation letter also contained a similar hidden message—and it was also deciphered."
Welt suddenly remembered something and continued, "There's also something else that concerns me. When the invitation letter was mentioned, the Family's spokesperson responded: 'As Penacony's actual administrators, the Family should naturally resolve any concerns for everyone.'"
"Now that I hear it, there's a subtle implication in that statement. And Miss Robin beside him... Though I don't understand singing, I could still hear a strangeness in her voice—how could a singer about to perform have a voice that sounds a bit odd?"
Himeko summarized with a serious expression: "You suspect the Family isn't the sender of the invitation letter, and—they're hiding something from us?"
"It's not impossible. The Family inviting other factions is already unusual. Your discovery also confirms that there might be a third party involved... I take back what I said earlier, this 'grand event' is not simple," Welt couldn't help but exclaim, then immediately posed another question:
"Why didn't you tell the children?"
Himeko explained, "If this is just an internal matter of Penacony or the Family, we shouldn't interfere casually."
"But you also said that this matter might be related to Trailblaze," Welt reminded her.
"Yes, I did say that, therefore..." Himeko cast her gaze towards March 7th and Star, who were slowly descending the stairs, "...So before we set off, I already told the truth to little March and Dan Heng."
"So only I was kept in the dark, huh?" Welt smiled helplessly.
Star walked back and, hearing this sigh, scratched her head and said, "I just found out about the invitation letter too."
March 7th put her hands on her hips and said, "Because you were fast asleep the whole way, there was no chance to tell you."
"Which faction sent the invitation letter, what is the purpose of gathering all these factions in Penacony, and why is the Family aware but silent... There are many suspicious points on this trip. Before clarifying more facts, we cannot act rashly."
"For now, let's focus on the Trailblazer's request, gather information, and enjoy a 'wonderful vacation'—Penacony is, after all, a famous resort in the universe, many people might never get to come here in their lifetime," Himeko said:
"Everyone, go back and rest. Once you're ready, enter the dreamscape."
Star nodded, then walked towards her room.
After talking with the rest of the Trailblaze Crew, she returned to her room.
A familiar scene reappeared—Aventurine was waiting for her in the room.
Qingque: Wow! It matches up. Is this the spectator's perspective? Watching two storylines simultaneously is indeed extraordinary.
Fu Xuan: It's a very common narrative technique, but it's rare to see future events presented like a movie or TV show.
During the conversation, the scene had already fast-forwarded to Aventurine's game time.
"Friend, let's make a deal," Aventurine's somewhat cold voice sounded again.
"You cannot refuse." His voice was cold and firm, as if carrying an irresistible force.
"There's no reason."
Along with these words, Aventurine was walking step by step towards Star, taking off his sunglasses, and standing in front of Star.
"And no room..." He said these last few words very softly, as if afraid to break the current tranquility, yet also as if emphasizing something important.