Chapter 318: The Old Man's Legacy is Worth a Fortune! Misha's Way to Survive!
"These guys are way too fickle!"
Beside Sunday, a member of the Oak Family showed an indignant expression.
His fists clenched tightly.
It seemed as if, were it not for the large crowd present, he would have rushed down to argue and reason with these fickle guests!
"Just a moment ago, they were saying that no matter what, they would support the Family Head's grand endeavor…"
"To create the great era of the Seven-Day Week together!"
"They even said they wanted to support you as the Aeon of Order!"
"In the end, how much time has passed?"
"Just because of this segment of the plot, these people immediately turned their backs on us!"
Sunday glanced at the agitated Family member.
He said calmly, "It does not matter."
"The Order's Dream plan was able to gain the approval of the majority of people also because of the game's plot."
"We do not need to make any interfering actions."
"Everything is for the sake of fairness."
…
The plot continued.
The Watchmaker slowly said to the Express Crew, "You already know the current state of Penacony. I naturally hope someone will come to help this world get back on track. But this decision must be made by you, because the path of Trailblaze is never paved by others."
"Therefore, I leave a story and two gifts for you—"
"I want to give this to you: my pocket watch. It has accompanied me through a long journey, guiding that ignorant, foolish child forward, having the honor of walking alongside so many great people to this day."
"And my hat. The person who navigated for me placed it on my head, and since then, a seemingly unrealistic wish was planted: the journey of Trailblaze will never end."
"Next, it is time for you to make your choice. If you have made up your minds, push open that door and step into an old man's long dream."
"I will be waiting for your arrival at the end of this corridor of time."
After the Watchmaker finished speaking, he walked toward the glowing door at the back of the room.
Clockie also followed and disappeared at the end.
…
"Mikhail's pocket watch and hat? These are one-of-a-kind collectibles in the entire universe!"
"Who said there was no legacy? This is the best legacy!"
"Oh my god! Relics of the Watchmaker? They must be worth a fortune!"
"Can you guys not be so vulgar? Isn't the most important thing here the inheritance of the Trailblaze's will?"
"The Trailblaze's will is indeed precious. But these two items are also seriously valuable [ drooling ]…"
"Stelle: This Trailblaze trip was not a loss!"
"Brothers, have you all recalled the meaning of Trailblaze?"
"Salute to the legendary Nameless, Mikhail!"
…
In a corner of the Reverie Hotel.
After Misha finished watching this segment of his own plot,
a look of relief gradually appeared on his face.
Looking ahead,
he seemed to have prepared himself mentally.
Clockie asked, "Misha, where, where do you plan to go?"
"Since the me in the game plot has already recovered his past memories and knows his mission,"
"then, the me outside the game naturally has to complete this process as well."
"After all…"
"I am not just Misha, but also the [ wealth ] left behind by that legendary Nameless."
A look of determination flashed in Misha's eyes.
He seemed to already know what his ending would be after completing his mission.
Just as Misha was about to set off,
the door connecting to the corridor was suddenly pushed open by someone!
A man rested one hand against the wall while using his other hand to adjust his tie.
"Phew…"
"Fortunately, I made it in time…"
With the help of the lights in the corridor, Misha clearly saw the person who appeared in front of him.
"Mr. Gallagher?"
Gallagher grinned and smiled.
"Child, are you planning to follow the game's plot and shoulder your mission as a guide?"
Misha nodded.
"Don't be silly. The current situation is already completely different from before."
"Our original purpose of existence was to fulfill Mikhail's last wish."
"To achieve this goal, it wouldn't matter even if we sacrificed our brief lives."
"But now,"
"look at the current environment of the universe—"
"Under the baptism of Honkai: Star Rail, all players in the universe can also be called another form of [ Trailblazers ]."
"There is no longer any need for us to achieve this goal by sacrificing our lives."
"Thank that developer, Feathered Spirit."
"Now, you and I can both live on as ourselves."
"To live out our own lives."
Gallagher's words left Misha somewhat dumbfounded.
The things that happened today were absolutely the most turbulent ups and downs of emotion he had experienced since he could remember!
First, he went from an ignorant child to a guide shouldering a heavy responsibility.
Then, he went from a guide to Mikhail.
Just when Misha had prepared himself mentally and planned to fulfill his duty,
Gallagher ran over and told him:
Now he could have his own life!
Even for Misha,
he felt somewhat at a loss for a moment!
Clockie, who was beside him, was even more frozen.
His two eyes were spinning like mosquito coils.
"Mr. Gallagher…"
"I, I'm a bit at a loss…"
"I think… I might need to calm down."
Gallagher sat directly on the floor.
He sat together with Misha.
"It's okay, I understand you."
"Haven't you always wanted to start your own journey?"
"I remember your text signature is—'Keep it up! I'll be able to go to the new world soon,' right?"
Misha nodded somewhat embarrassedly.
He asked eagerly, "Then… Mr. Gallagher, what do you plan to do?"
"After all… I am only a dreamer who is no different from a Memory Zone Meme."
"I might never be able to leave Penacony's dreamscape…"
Gallagher reached out.
He rubbed Misha's head playfully.
"Don't forget my identity."
"History Fictionologist—Gallagher."
"Feathered Spirit gave me a reward before, allowing me to survive."
"And now, I can use the power of Mythus to construct a physical body for you in reality."
"You will be able to start your new journey in the universe."
Misha's eyes widened.
He looked up at the ceiling in disbelief.
Of course, this was the corridor of the Reverie Hotel, so he could only see the ceiling.
But Misha's gaze seemed to penetrate these obstacles, looking toward the distant sea of stars.
"Can I… really embark on a journey too?"
"Of course you can."
"As long as your fiction is not seen through, the journey of Trailblaze will never end."
Gallagher smiled.
He lit a cigarette.
After taking a deep drag, he slowly exhaled smoke rings.
He showed a comfortable expression.
"The feeling of living is indeed not bad."
"After all, one harbors hope."
"Look—"
Gallagher pointed to the television screen ahead.
"We can now witness the journey of the Express Crew together."
"After finishing this plot, I also plan to create an account myself to play this Honkai: Star Rail!"
"Let me tell you, I heard that earlier there was the plot of the Xianzhou and the battle with the Lord Ravager, and the battle against the voice of the Stellaron on Jarilo-VI…"