Chapter 563: Chapter 569: Rules of the Bizarre! What Exactly Is Your Relationship with Sunday?
Sunday and Wonweek looked at their own storyline, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts!
The two of them had indeed taken a stroll during the Golden Hour...
And they had indeed considered going to Aideen Park.
But at that very moment, Yu Ling started a live preview, causing the two of them to change their plans on the spot!
Now, as they watched this part of the story, it felt like "False Memories had suddenly increased!"
Even they themselves couldn’t predict what they would do or say next!
Of course, this was only human nature.
If the same situation were to happen again, no one could guarantee that they would act exactly as they did at the time.
Perhaps this was the common flaw of organic life.
...
Bloodhound: "Sorry, the park facilities are experiencing some malfunctions and are being reset. Please come back later."
Sunday muttered to himself, "A very similar line."
Wonweek, on the other hand, puffed out his chest, looking like a little adult.
He nodded and said, "Oh, I understand the situation. No need to report it again."
This was the usual tone of a leader.
Of course, Bloodhound wasn’t foolish enough to believe that the other party was a family leader based solely on a few words.
As Wonweek spoke, the screen was filled with distorted patterns of modulation, indicating that at that very moment, Wonweek had also used the power of modulation!
Bloodhound quickly reacted.
"Sir, what are you talking about? I..."
"...Ah, Mr. Wonweek? I must be so tired that I didn’t recognize you."
Wonweek waved his hand, not intending to hold the other party accountable for their disrespect.
"I’d like to understand the situation inside. You wouldn’t make it difficult for me, would you?"
"Sigh, there’s not much to say. Even the Bloodhounds haven’t figured it out. It’s probably the aftermath of the Stellaron incident."
"Aftermath?"
Sunday caught the keyword and couldn’t help but repeat it.
This also drew the attention of the Bloodhound.
He looked at Sunday with confusion.
He asked, "And who is this?"
Wonweek remained calm and said indifferently, "He’s one of my subordinates, the famous workaholic Mr. Weekday. You don’t know him?"
"...I see. My apologies."
...
"Mr. Weekday, hahahahahahaha..."
"New nickname incoming~"
"What have they turned my Sunday brother into?"
"Brother Sunday, I miss you. Don’t become a Weekday!!"
"Why can Wonweek also use the power of tuning here?"
"It’s a bit like another form of Clockwork."
"This ability is so convenient. Can I borrow it for a bit..."
...
At the viewing scene.
Sunday glanced at Wonweek.
Not only did Wonweek not feel guilty, but he even raised an eyebrow at Sunday.
The corner of his mouth curled slightly.
It seemed that seeing Sunday being teased by the players was a rather amusing thing for him!
Sunday sighed helplessly in his heart.
We’re both the same person, so why is the gap so big?
Looking back at their interactions from a third-person perspective, he found it increasingly unbelievable!
Wonweek truly represented another possibility of himself!
Could there really be such a frivolous and Elation-seeking side to his heart?
This personality seems like the legendary... closet pervert?
No... no!
How could such a frivolous adjective be associated with me?
Absolutely impossible!
Let’s keep watching the story!
...
"Back to the park, in short, there are some things nearby that must never be violated," the Bloodhound said in a serious tone.
"What happens if they are violated?"
"It’s quite unbelievable—they’ll be corrected. It’s hard to describe in words. Would you like to see for yourself?"
"Sure. Then please keep an eye on the entrance, and let’s go in and take a look."
"Please take this notebook with you. I hope it helps."
The two began to enter the park.
Sunday explained the reason for his presence here:
"Back then, I was just a child, studying under Mr. Gopher Wood to become the Bell of the Oak Family."
"During a routine walk, he suddenly decided to grant me the authority to govern this place. Within the boundaries he set, every word I spoke would carry the weight of law."
"Looking back now, that might have been my first practice of Order."
"You rose through the ranks later. Seems like you did a good job, huh?" Wonweek asked.
"On the contrary, it was a complete mess. Fortunately, the visitors treated it as a carnival, and no one cared."
After saying this,
Sunday suddenly realized, "Perhaps Mr. Gopher Wood was showing me his life experience in a way that came at a smaller cost: there is no perfect paradigm for rules. If the maintainer cannot remain self-reflective, even once noble decisions will gradually become despicable."
"Just like here and now, the distorted echoes of Order... only add to the chaos."
Wonweek, meanwhile, began to look through the notebook.
He hadn’t expected it.
The contents of the notebook were truly shocking!
For example: [No food other than hamburgers may be consumed, especially ice cream.]
[Do not mistreat birds]
[No littering in trash cans]
[Do not walk upside down near flower beds.]
...
"Penacony’s Bizarre Rules (LOL)"
"I can’t believe these bizarre rules!"
"’Do not mistreat birds’"
"This seems to be because the Dreammaster often transforms into a crow and comes here..."
"After delving deeper into Penacony’s history, my feelings toward Gopher Wood have become quite complex."
"How was the last rule even discovered?."
...
Wonweek, who was traveling with them, didn’t believe in the superstition.
He directly ate an ice cream by the food truck.
Soon.
His gaze sharpened!
He felt something was wrong!
Clutching his stomach, he bent over.
[Like a common drunkard on the roadside, he vomited a rainbow from his mouth——]
"Ah... ah..."
"How do you feel?" Sunday said indifferently.
"I kind of want to kill you..."
...
"’How do you feel’"
"Now I finally know why there were so many people vomiting rainbows when we first arrived at the park. It wasn’t from drinking SoulGlad, it was Sunday’s doing!"
"Wonweek really suffered."
"How much does he owe Sunday anyway?"
"I don’t believe it! I’m near Aideen Park right now, I’m going to try it!"
"Whatever way you go in, you’ll come out the same."
"This duo is too funny! You two should just debut on the spot, call yourselves the ’Ten Thousand Birds’ combo."
...
At the viewing scene.
In the seats.
Wonweek’s gaze suddenly shifted!
He felt someone tapping him!
He turned around.
Sure enough!
It was those players from the back row!
"It’s so similar!"
"No! It’s him, right?"
"Mr. Wonweek, is that you?"
Wonweek’s mouth twitched slightly.
You can recognize me even without seeing my face?
"It’s not me, I’m not who you think, you’ve got the wrong person!"
However.
As soon as he spoke,
the surrounding players became even more excited!
"That’s definitely him!"
"The voice is exactly the same!"
"Can I get your autograph?"
"Have you seen Mr. Sunday recently? Have you been with him?"
"What exactly is your relationship?"
Sunday, who was sitting nearby: "...".
