Chapter 526 519: Sunday's Farewell, Tingyun's Awakening!

"Careful, that Memokeeper is still tailing us."

"What a nuisance. Is this what it feels like to be targeted by a Memokeeper?"

Golden Hour.

On the street.

Wonweek yanked at Sunday's trouser leg, and the two quickly ducked into an alley around the corner.

Then,

He raised his hand.

Releasing the power of Tuning.

A colorful glow emerged.

The burning gaze behind them temporarily vanished from sight.

"Phew…"

Wonweek let out a sigh.

"I really shouldn't have waded into this mess with you… You said you came to say goodbye, but we've been chased around like dogs the entire way!"

Sunday smiled bitterly, "Judging from the previous plot, Mr. Reca really possesses a morbid obsession with filming movies."

Wonweek raised an eyebrow.

Looking up at Sunday, he asked, "Speaking of which, why did he fixate on you?"

"A failed fugitive is no different from a stray dog."

"Can a person like that really be used as an actor?"

Sunday did not mind Wonweek's mockery.

In fact,

Having his heart exposed like this gave him a sense of relief instead.

He said softly, "Perhaps it's a tragedy."

"Why don't you just leave Penacony altogether? No matter how sharp that guy's nose is, he can't possibly chase you across the entire cosmos, right?" Wonweek suggested.

"No…"

Sunday's expression suddenly turned grave, even somewhat solemn.

He said, "Even if, as you say, I am like a stray dog, I must say a proper farewell to everything from my past before I embark on the next journey."

Wonweek stood with his hands on his hips, staring straight at Sunday.

The meaning was clear—

In your current state, I'm afraid you don't have the right to do that.

Sunday sighed.

He looked at the billboard wall ahead.

It happened to switch to a lipstick endorsement commercial.

The sparkling dancer on the screen was Robin.

"At least, I must say goodbye to her."

"Heh…"

Wonweek put on a look of frustration at his lack of ambition and said,

"With your personality, when you actually meet her, I bet you won't even dare to use your true identity to say goodbye in person."

"You, oh you, what an overly sensitive and stubborn hypocrite!"

Wonweek seemed to lose interest in talking to Sunday.

He began scrolling through his phone.

Suddenly.

His eyes lit up!

"Haha~!"

"Guess what I just saw!"

Without waiting for Sunday's reply, he said impatiently,

"A bounty was placed on that Mr. Reca! Right now, a ton of players are looking for him, trying to get information about the whereabouts of Dr. Primitive from his mouth!"

"Hmm…"

"If that's the case, it seems we no longer need to avoid him."

"For sure! Let's catch him and claim the bounty!"

Wonweek jumped up in excitement.

And this scene

Was fully captured by the assistant director crouching in the bushes ahead.

On a plaza several hundred meters away.

Mr. Reca abruptly raised his head!

"What?"

"There are actually so many people looking for me?"

He quickly opened his phone.

Checking the relevant information online!

A few minutes later.

Mr. Reca's expression froze!

"As a director, being pushed into the spotlight is never a good thing."

"This is the ultimate taboo in the filming process!"

To leave, or not to leave?

That is the question!

And soon.

Mr. Reca no longer had to agonize over this question.

Inside a snack shop nearby.

Two players walked out eating Oak Cake.

They happened to pass right by Mr. Reca.

The cards in their chest pockets instantly floated out!

And began to glow!

Mr. Reca was shocked!

Oh no!

This is Black Swan's ability!

His disguise

Has failed!

The two players were also startled!

They immediately turned around!

Looking at Mr. Reca sitting on the park bench.

"Black hair, red eyes?"

"I found Mr. Reca!"

"Call the Galaxy Rangers!"

Mr. Reca shook his head, "My dear actors, spoiling the plot in advance is a major taboo!"

"Before the Plume Spirit's arc arrives, I cannot give spoilers ahead of time."

However.

These two players did not seem to care much about the sense of drama.

They only knew that sending out this person's location would net them a massive credit reward!

Click, click, click—

The familiar camera flash lit up.

Except,

This time he had become the lead actor.

Mr. Reca looked up into the sky.

In the distance, two shooting stars were chasing toward him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It seems that having actors who are overly enthusiastic isn't a good thing either."

He shook his head in distress.

"I can only lay low for now."

His figure slowly faded away on the spot.

Before leaving,

One could still hear him muttering to himself.

"Miss Black Swan, you really outdid yourself…"

At the same time, on the other side.

The assistant director in the bushes also received the signal, taking one last look at Sunday and Wonweek.

Then,

He dived into the Memoria beside him,

And vanished without a trace.

"We're finally free." Wonweek breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but complain again,

"These Memokeepers are truly despicable. To get valuable memories, they resort to… to practically every evil deed imaginable!"

"If it were ordinary people, fine."

"Unknowingly having their memories captured and becoming someone else's collection."

"But for people like us, who can actually perceive their presence, it really gets on one's nerves!"

Sunday shook his head.

"It's peaceful for now."

"Let's hurry up."

"I hope this farewell to her won't be so hasty."

...

Somewhere in the galaxy.

A laboratory.

Inside a life-support pod.

A woman suddenly snapped awake!

[ Subject has regained self-awareness. Sensory dampening disabled. Pod door opening. ]

The woman could not hear the electronic voice beside her ear.

Because her head was a complete mess.

It felt as if it were about to explode!

Supporting herself against the pod wall, she stumbled outside.

As her vision and hearing returned, that agonizing pain gradually faded away.

The woman looked at her palm.

There,

A scar pierced through the center of her hand!

The wound did not bleed.

Yet it seemed even more horrifying.

With just a single glance,

She felt as if her soul itself were about to be destroyed within it!

"…What… happened to me?"

The woman touched her head.

Only to feel a pair of soft fox ears.

"Ears?"

"Who… am I?"

"Oh, right…"

"My name is… Tingyun."

As she murmured this name, more and more memories rushed back.

Familiar bustling lanterns.

Familiar old friends.

Familiar fleets…

However.

Just as her memory was about to reach a crucial moment,

A massive surge of fear struck her!

"Hiss… It hurts so much!"

Immediately after,

Came a wave of intense anxiety.

As if something important to her had been taken away!

"What… what on earth happened to me?"

Tingyun looked around.

A cold laboratory.

The chilly light seemed about to sever her connection from this world.

"No, don't…"

Suddenly.

Her gaze locked onto something!

On the table ahead.

Lay a familiar object.

"Is that… a Jade Abacus?"

She picked it up.

On the screen of the Jade Abacus,

Was a train.

Silently traveling forward through the universe.

Listening closely,

There was a faint, ethereal melody surrounding it.

Gradually, the music shifted from airy to magnificent.

This sound

Seemed to temporarily suppress her pain.

Tingyun reached out her finger.

As if possessed, she touched the screen.

"Honkai… Star Rail?"

"What is this?"

"Could it be related to my lost memories?"