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"This farce has finally come to an end."

Sunday appeared behind Qiong, her calm voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.

"Qiong, thank you again for helping Pinocchio once again, and also this young lady."

On Sunday, her gaze turned to the spirit bell that floated in mid-air, exuding an aura of holiness and mystery, and she gracefully bowed in greeting.

He could clearly sense that the power to scatter red feathers and eliminate memes came from this girl, who did not seem to be human.

Whatever it is, without her intervention this time, the Sun's Moment would likely be completely blocked, and the ensuing series of troubles would make Sunday feel exhausted just thinking about it.

"Hey, brother-in-law, we're family, no need for formalities!"

Qiong waved her hand dismissively.

Hearing Qiong say that, Sunday was no longer angry, and she cast a doting gaze at the busy robin in the square.

She glanced at Jingling, March 7th, Seele, Bronya, and the others, then narrowed her eyes and put on a gentle smile as she looked at Qiong.

I fell into deep thought on Sunday.

He accepted Sora's feelings, and since Robin liked Sora, he naturally wouldn't stop their relationship from progressing.

But this prospective brother-in-law seems to have a lot of girls around him.

On Sundays, he wanted to keep Qiong at the Primordial Heaven so he could keep his sister company.

No, brother-in-law, what's with that look in your eyes that makes you want to chain me up in the basement?

If anyone should be tied up, it should be a robin!

"How does the family plan to handle the aftermath of this incident?"

Qiong rubbed her arms and changed the subject.

"Thanks to your reminder, I was able to block the dream moment in time. I used order to restrict both meme viruses to the moment of the sun."

"Even so, two-fifths of the sun's time has been affected. Such a large-scale incident can no longer be concealed. The family will respond to this terrorist attack head-on."

On Sunday, he gazed solemnly at the ruins of his dream city.

"A terrorist attack?"

Qiong seemed to be deep in thought.

He quickly understood the family's strategy.

When the situation is under control, they might handle it discreetly, covering it up as if nothing had happened.

Of course, this is only for Pinocchio's guests.

The original doctor would definitely have written it down in his little notebook.

Since it's gotten this big and can't be covered up anymore, we might as well expose it.

In any case, the family is in the position of the victim and occupies the moral high ground.

The incident was characterized as a well-planned and premeditated terrorist attack by a genius.

By pointing the finger directly at the infamous Dr. Origin, the family's position as victims is highlighted, while also emphasizing their ability to control the situation and protect the people in the first instance.

To achieve this level of success under the memetic attack of a genius doctor is enough to make most interstellar civilizations blush with shame.

Since the main credit goes to Qiong, if the family intends to expose this, they will definitely rely on the connections with Zhigengniao.

The robin's lover, the brother-in-law of the God of Order, is also considered a member of the Pinocchio family.

It's estimated that the family will have to give them a wave of benefits later.

Qiong's mind is quick and agile.

"Oh, right, Sora."

On Sunday, I suddenly remembered the key point.

"Regarding the second type of meme virus, that bizarre existence in the form of a white-haired nun, have you discovered any clues about its origin?"

The banana monkey can be clearly identified as an experimental creation of Dr. Original, but where did the TeRiTeRi meme virus come from?

"..."

Qiong remained silent for two seconds, then her expression turned serious.

"Brother-in-law, do you think it's possible that Dr. Primal is raising a 'poisonous insect'? He created two types of memetic viruses, trying to determine the strongest one, or perhaps fuse them to create an even stronger one?"

"It must have been done by the evil ninja, Yu Yuan!"

Qiong raised his arms and shouted loudly.

"Given the original doctor's past crazy behavior, this possibility... certainly exists."

I pondered and nodded on Sunday.

Who in the entire universe doesn't know the infamous reputation of the original doctor?

Multiple cognitive reshaping experiments were conducted on different civilizations, including the banana hallucination transformation at Fantasy Banana Paradise and the mental pollution incident on the planet Onvak.

They all use meme viruses.

The super meme virus in the universe is very likely related to this other party.

"Even if the family exposes the whole story and criticizes Dr. Original, this incident will still have an impact on Pinocchio, right?"

Qiong quickly changed the subject.

To be honest, getting the Deli Virus might actually be considered lucky.

If it weren't for the Deli Silly Virus holding it back, the Banana Monkey Virus, catalyzed by the Sleeping Banana Monkey, might have broken out immediately, infecting most dream moments.

Overall, the Delilah virus has played a significant positive role.

"Indeed, the impact is unavoidable."

Sunday nodded, in his view, it was already fortunate that the losses had been contained to this extent.

“Hey, brother-in-law, I have a plan. It can not only help Pinocchio recover its losses, but also spread the fame of Primordial Paradise more widely.”

Qiong raised a finger, his eyes gleaming with the light of someone about to do something big.

Sunday's eyes lit up for a moment: "Oh? What?"

If you're talking about helping to increase the visibility of Primordial Heaven, then he won't be sleepy anymore.

Sundays these days are like successful young entrepreneurs, who devote most of their energy to their ideals and careers.

Have you heard of the Holy Grail War?

Qiong revealed a sunny and cheerful boyish smile.

"The Holy Grail War? What's that?"

"The Holy Grail, a relic of miracles, possesses the power to turn wishes into reality, an omnipotent wish-granting machine that can grant all desires."

"A wish-granting machine that can grant any wish?"

On Sunday, I slightly opened my eyes.

"Ahem, of course, there's a little bit of artistic exaggeration involved."

Qiong made a tiny gap with her thumb and forefinger.

Even the genuine Holy Grail cannot possess the power to grant all wishes.

Even ordinary Dragon Balls can't grant unlimited wishes, so the Holy Grail is no match for ordinary Dragon Balls.

There are probably only the Super Dragon Balls, which were made by Super Dragon God Salam using Omnipotent Crystals and are scattered throughout the Dragon Ball Multiverse, each one the size of a planet.

Summoning the super dragon might be the true meaning, capable of granting any wish.

"The so-called Holy Grail War is a battle fought by seven chosen Masters who summon the souls of heroes from history or legend to fight for the Holy Grail. The victor will win the Holy Grail and have their heart's desire fulfilled!"

Qiong cleared her throat and imitated the impassioned advertising tone:

"Brave dream chaser! Do you wish to become a Master and command legendary heroes to fight for you? The glory of victory and the miracle of fulfilling your wishes lie ahead!"

As the head of the Oak family, Sunday understood Qiong's meaning almost instantly.

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On Sunday, he left the rooftop with a thoughtful expression.

If what Qiong said is true, then holding the Holy Grail War in the name of the Primordial Heaven in Pinocchio's dream would undoubtedly be the perfect stage to proclaim the radiance of order to the world.

Bring the light of order to more people who cannot take control of their own future.

There are risks, too.

Although the dream framed by the power of order is the same as before, with no death in the ordinary sense, the lessons of the meme virus are still fresh in our minds.

Those forces that can erode consciousness and even penetrate the mind to affect reality remain a potential threat to ordinary tourists.

And the damage to buildings caused by the battle... that's alright.

Let the dream architects of the Hidden Night Thrush family suffer a little longer.

To bring well-being to more people!

"Is the Holy Grail connected to the Fate System considered a connection to the Imaginary Tree? Theoretically, it should be able to summon characters from other worlds, right?"

Qiong crossed her arms and gazed thoughtfully at Lao Ri's departing figure.

He didn't agree immediately on Sunday, saying he needed to discuss it with the heads of other families and the higher-ups in the clan.

Qiong felt it was completely unnecessary; the family's higher-ups would definitely agree.

There are too many reasons.

For Fuyuki, the strategist of the Type-Moon world, and the magicians, the Holy Grail War is a ritual worth fighting for to reach the Root and fulfill their wishes.

In the vast and boundless galaxy, where the flame of civilization shines infinitely, the Holy Grail War is at best a new form of entertainment.

The ability to meet with deceased historical figures and summon them as followers to fight for one's own is a rare privilege for Galacticians.

With effective publicity, the Holy Grail War will become another major event for Pinocchio, besides the Harmonious Ceremony, that will attract global attention.

Countless sums of money and dreamers will flock here.

The older generation of the family's top brass, let alone hesitate.

It's estimated that they'll pay for Sora to host the Holy Grail War in Pinocchio.

"Report, Master, the virus has been completely eliminated!"

The bells drifted down as lightly as willow catkins, giving a playful salute.

"Thank you for your hard work~"

Qiong smiled and clasped her hands together.

How much fusion time is left?

"About ten more minutes, haha... Master, no more~"

Jingling twitched her alabaster toes in mid-air, dodging Qiong's deliberately mischievous tickling.

Is there anything you'd like to do?

Although they were formed by the fusion of Jingwei, Ling, and a part of their own consciousness, and had a very close relationship, each fusion warrior has an independent personality and needs to be treated as an individual.

"Hmm, I've already tasted the pleasure of kissing."

Her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the spiky-haired girl with fiery eyes was mischievous. She touched the corner of her mouth with her finger and smiled slyly.

"Then... shall we play a round?"

"Are you serious?"

"Oh dear, it seems like we don't have enough time~"