Collapse Iron: After transmigrating, he was exposed to the entire universe by the Last King.

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At this moment, Jiang Lin was lost in thought in the room.

You can't miss the live stream, because I missed it last time and ended up getting ripped off without even realizing it.

However, refining the foundation requires complete focus and cannot be distracted.

Jiang Lin thought about it and decided to watch the live stream. It would also give him time to meet Topa and they could chat while watching.

Jiang Lin: Come here.

Topa: Okay, please wait a moment.

Fireworks: Hehe, the show is about to begin.

"Bai E: Why does the atmosphere feel a bit strange? Shouldn't people be doing abstract art at this time of day?"

"March 7th: @Star, the things you've done have given other people a fixed impression of you."

"Xing: Why only talk about me, @JiangLin, come and have some fun."

Jiang Lin: ……

"Gimmy: You're not using my lines this time?"

Eriol: Ahem, enough chit-chat, let's get started.

[Now playing: One Night of Eternal Fire: Episode 33]

Before the scene changed, a majestic voice rang out.

"Pinocone, the star of grand events, the cradle of decadent dreams, the resting place of cowards."

At this moment, the figure speaking appeared before everyone. Inside the magnificent hall, on the throne above, sat a majestic and imposing figure.

Below, four figures stood silently; it was the figure above who spoke.

[He was none other than Lord Afrit, the Lord of the Underworld. He held a white flower lightly in his hand, but it burned in his grasp, eventually turning into wisps of ash that drifted into the air.]

The burning ram's head hung low; the flames in its eye sockets did not evoke heat, but only chilling fear.

He looked down at his children and let out a deep, loving laugh.

"Children of Flame... this is your coming-of-age ceremony."

"Star: Is that voice... that clown from the space station?"

"Gold Sand: Grand Duke Afrit of the Underworld Fire, according to the company's intelligence, he has also received an invitation from Tong Xie. Ha, the family really doesn't refuse anyone."

"Gopher Wood: The family embraces everything, but that does not include the illusory puppets, @Huang Quan."

"Potio: He's got a damn good eye, the rangers will hang him on the wall sooner or later. @Yellow Springs, and you too, get your heads clean and wait, I'm almost at Pinocchio."

Black Swan: But as far as I know, he won't be keeping his promise. @Huangquan, what have you done?

"Huang Quan: ..."

"Nakashi Xia: Ah, what a peculiar species."

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(Some readers commented that they couldn't distinguish between the live stream, the commentary, and reality.)

(Then the author had no choice but to explain it systematically.)

(The content inside the brackets "【】" is the live video content.)

(The text inside the quotation marks represents what you say in the live stream; you also use this when chatting with someone on your phone.)

(And the reality is that there's nothing there.)

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Chapter 54 Eternal Fire for One Night

"Akash, my most sentimental child, I light up your eyes and teach you to pluck the strings and make music."

You shall play a banquet tune on a four-stringed instrument, so that the hymns of "Harmony" shall fall silent.

[Then a burning eyeball appears on screen, and a gentle, deep male voice speaks:]

"That's exactly what I was thinking, Father."

"Dubra, my wisest child, I set your body ablaze, I give you knives, saws, axes, and halberds; you must use sulfur to cleanse your iron sickle, bestow upon 'joy' pain, and let the actor's blood and tears flow into the River Styx."

[At this moment, a golden apple in the scene gradually withers and dies, revealing its purple, rotten flesh, and a gentle, obedient female voice is heard:]

"Yes, Father."

Fireworks: Hehe, I haven't seen anything this interesting in a long time.

"Someone who's having fun: So brave? You must be at least a Destruction Commander, right? If not, come find me, I'll upgrade you."

Sambo: Who is this person upstairs?

Jiang Lin: Buhao! Aha has infiltrated the crowd?!

"Star: Me, me, me! Aha, look at me!"

"Katrina, my bravest child, I ignite your heart and give you a heart full of boiling blood."

"You shall use your anger to break open the treasury of 'Guardian,' melt down their gold, and make an image for our benefactor."

In the intense flames, metal was being continuously smelted. The pungent smell of sulfur seemed to permeate everyone's nostrils.

A high-pitched and spirited female voice rang out:

"No need to say more, old man!"

"Jade: They're quite boastful, but according to the company's intelligence, they seem to have disappeared."

"The Builder: ?"

"Finally, Constance... my most ambitious child, my best child, I have nothing to teach you."

Remember the midnight decay and withering in the crater of Limpino, taking away everything you loved, leaving only the cremated remains of "memories"!

"March 7th: This goes beyond just being daring, doesn't it?"

"Wan Di: Tsk, even the bravest Suspended Peak Man wouldn't make such a decision."

"Clatterus: That's certainly true. The Suspended Man is brave but not reckless."

"Hahaha, it's not her turn to appear."

Amidst a burst of laughter, a sexy and alluring woman appeared, standing on a hammer, her face partially obscured by a hat, but her upturned lips were still visible.

With a snap of her fingers, crimson sparks flew, illuminating her sharp jawline.

"I am enough on my own."

"Katrina, it's better to be pessimistic." A woman in a white dress slowly walked up behind him.

She wore a pair of snow-white gloves on her slender, delicate hands, which she gently rested against her chin. The shadow cast by the brim of her hat covered half of her face, except for a faint, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of her mouth.

But upon closer inspection, a chilling, eerie blue gleamed in her pupils, as if carrying the cold, desolate chill of a midnight graveyard.

"Maybe we'll all die."

[“Shh…” But the man behind her lowered his voice, his fingers tracing the Qin Palace, and a blue flame instantly ignited, as if to set the stage for this grand spectacle.]

"When have desperados who walk the path of destruction ever feared death?"

"We should plan ahead..."

A little girl walks by, holding a bright red apple in her hands.

The word "father" stuck in his throat, his sweet childlike voice abruptly stopped, and his neck shifted at an incredible angle.

It turns out he was a puppet, a puppeteer's marionette.

"This journey is fraught with danger; what is the way out?"

"An escape route?"

Grand Duke Afrique walked leisurely forward, his cane tapping the ground with a rhythmic echo.

"As always, it never existed. Destruction is a magnificent moment; if one seeks survival through baseness, life is far too long."

"Enjoy Pinocchio, embrace his invitation. Prepare this beautiful dream to welcome his new master from Topfert."

"Grand Duke of the Underworld - Afrit - Eternal Flame Residence"

"Star: It looks pretty cool."

"Black Swan: He can no longer keep his appointment, @Huangquan, aren't you going to explain?"

Xing: No, sis, why are you suddenly all lively as soon as we got on the train? I've never seen you this active before!

"Pam: I hope it doesn't cause any big trouble for the train, Pam..."

"Sunday: If what this Miss Rememberer says is true, @Huangquan, it was you who stole the invitation from the Duke of the Underworld and then murdered him!"

"Qingque: Good grief, it's gone right after I made that boast."

Gui Naifen: I was wondering why this guy hadn't made a sound for so long, turns out he's already gone.

Ellie: Thank goodness he's gone, otherwise I can't even imagine what would have happened if he had come to Pinocchio.

"Star: No, actually he's already in Pinocchio. I can see him in almost every trash can in Pinocchio."

"Firefly: What a unique hobby."

"Yanqing: General, I suddenly have a thought to go to Pinocchio."

Jingyuan: No, you don't want to.

"March 7th: He just died like that. Could it be because he really did leave himself no way out, just as he said?"

Pinocchio Reality Hotel, Jiang Lin's room.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

Jiang Lin sat on the sofa in the room, playing with topaz and jade in his hands.

On the table in front of it lay a piece of gold dust that had already been broken into pieces.

Toppa, who was still outside the door, heard the noise inside, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.