Returning to Penacony, it was already the next day.
After waking up, everyone set out to search for treasure chests.
Kevin, March 7th, Hiko, and Welt were walking through the streets.
Kevin felt groggy, his head pounding from a hangover. He had no energy at all to spare.
March 7th had worry fill her eyes. "I told you not to drink so much Kevin. Now look at you."
Kevin scratched the back of his head. "It's fine. I slept great last night, hehe."
March 7th sighed in exasperation.
As they walked, Gallagher approached them.
Kevin saw him and waved lazily. "Hey man, who are you again? Oh yeah, the sheriff."
Gallagher nodded slightly. "Hello."
His gaze swept over the group. "Did you all receive the invitation I sent to the train crew?"
Hiko nodded. "We did. Didn't you say to et in front of the Clock Boy statue?"
Gallagher spoke quietly. "You're late. Never mind. Follow . There's sothing an old friend left for you."
Welt narrowed his eyes. "Old friend?"
Gallagher continued. "Misha, an unknown guest who once led Penacony out of crisis."
The four of them widened their eyes at the ntion of Misha's na.
March 7th covered her mouth. "Isn't he one of the three seniors Pom asked us to find?"
Gallagher checked the ti. "Let's go. Stay close."
He turned and walked ahead, and the group followed.
They arrived at a bar. The mont Kevin stepped out of the elevator, he caught sight of an ordinary treasure chest in the corner.
Without hesitation, he strolled over, kicked it open, and pulled out five Stellar Jades, tossing them in his palm with a grin. "Nice, another 500 credits in my pocket."
Hiko, Welt, March 7th, and Gallagher had already stepped ahead.
Hiko glanced back when she noticed Kevin lagging behind. "Kevin, hurry up."
Seeing this, Kevin jogged to rejoin the group.
Inside the bar, a stylishly dressed woman greeted them.
"Welco, everyone. I'm Shu Weng. This is the Dream Bar. Would you like a drink?"
Kevin's eyes sparkled at the colorful cocktails on the counter. "Give one! Hehe~"
March 7th groaned. "Kevin, are you serious? We have important stuff to do."
Shu Weng chuckled. "Don't worry. This is a dream. You won't get drunk unless you want to."
March 7th blinked. "Wait, really?"
Gallagher nodded. "Yeah. Not only that, you can add any ingredient you want. Even screws if you feel like it."
Kevin and March 7th perked up.
Kevin raised a hand. "Can we mix our own?"
Shu Weng smiled. "Of course. Co on, I'll show you the basics."
Kevin grinned. "Hold up, let send a ssage first."
He pulled out his phone and typed in the "Eternal Sisterhood" chat group.
Kevin: Sisters! Found sothing aweso! Cool drinks, cool place! Get over here! (Location)
Ying: Looking for Stellar Jade. Don't bother .
Hu Tao: What's fun? Send a pic.
Amber: On my way!
Eula: @Amber, we still need to find Stellar Jade.
Kevin: Co quick! I'll take you to a hidden area!
Ying: Hidden area?! Be there soon!
Silver Wolf: You guys heading to Dream Reef? Wait for .
Hu Tao: Dream Reef? Where's that?
Silver Wolf: "It has Stellar Jade."
Ying: Coming!
Amber: On the way!
Kevin saw Silver Wolf's ssage and turned to Gallagher. "Gallah, are you taking us to Dream Reef?"
Gallagher blinked. "How do you know that?"
Kevin smirked, holding up his phone. "Well, my friend told ."
Gallagher glanced at the chat and sighed. "Yes, it's Dream Reef. I'll take you there later."
Satisfied, Kevin returned to learn cocktail-making from Shu Weng.
anwhile, over at Yuri's side, he was playing a claw machine with six little ones when he noticed sothing odd—a vision of Misha's past life, flickering like a mirage.
Yuri frowned. How could he see Misha? Only the Naless were supposed to witness these echoes.
Just as he was puzzling over it, Misha turned and walked over.
"Hello, sir. I'm the hotel doorman. How can I assist you?"
Yuri studied him carefully. At this mont, Misha had yet to recall his mories.
An idea sparked in Yuri's mind—he should take Misha to et Pom.
He still rembered Pom breaking down in tears over Misha's fate.
Yuri gestured toward a nearby box filled with plush toys, prizes from the claw machine. "Can you help carry these onto the train?"
Misha smiled and nodded. "Of course."
He fetched a luggage cart and returned. "Alright, sir. Lead the way."
Yuri called to the kids. "Alright, little ones, ti to head back."
Bai Lu, clutching her dolls, pouted. "But I still have ga tokens left!"
Yuri ruffled her hair. "We'll play again tomorrow. Co on, we have sothing important to do."
With a reluctant sigh, Bai Lu pocketed her tokens and followed along.
More than half an hour later, Yuri and Misha arrived back at the train.
The mont Misha stepped aboard, a strange sensation washed over him. Everything felt... familiar.
His eyes darted around as mories trickled back into his mind.
Yuri watched him closely. "Feels familiar, doesn't it?"
Misha hesitated before nodding. "Yes... It's as if I used to live here."
Just then, Pom erged, rubbing its eyes groggily. The mont Pom saw Misha, it froze.
Pom blinked once. Twice.
Then, in a blur, Pom rushed forward and threw its stubby arms around Misha.
"MISHA! You bastard! You finally made it back! POM!"
Misha stiffened as the floodgates of his mories burst open.
His breath hitched. "The train... I rember now. I rember everything."
His gaze softened as he looked down at Pom, who was clutching him tightly, trembling.
"Pom... Long ti no see."
Pom wiped away its tears with stubby paws. "You idiot! Where have you been all these years, POM?!"
Misha gave a small, nostalgic smile. "I've been through a lot."
Pom sniffled, then perked up. "Have you eaten? I'll make you your favorite—train hotpot! How about it? POM!"
Misha chuckled, warmth filling his voice. "That sounds perfect. It's been a while. Thank you, Pom."
Pom ran toward Yuri's shop with her short legs.
Yuri called out to Pom. "Pom, use the kitchen over there."
Pom stopped, looking a little confused, but still followed Yuri's instructions and ran into the kitchen.
Yuri turned back to Misha. "Let's sit for a while."
Misha nodded slightly.
The two of them brought the six little ones over to a sofa and sat down.
Yuri raised a question. "I'm not a Naless passenger, so why can I still see your mories?"
Misha smiled and explained. "What is a Naless passenger? A Naless passenger isn't just soone with a ticket—it's anyone who shares a journey with you. Even if it's just for a short ti, they are still part of the Naless.
Mr. Yuri, you've been traveling with the train for a while now, haven't you?"
Yuri suddenly understood. "So that's why. No wonder."
Misha glanced at Pom, who was busy cooking. "It's wonderful. I never expected I'd get back on the train before my existence disappeared entirely from the universe—even if only in a dream."
Yuri understood the aning behind his words. Misha was just a mory, his purpose being to pass on his pioneering will to the new generation of Naless. Once his task was complete, he would fade away entirely.
Yuri smiled. "You figured it out fast."
Misha looked out the window, nodding thoughtfully. "Well, the family went a little too far."
Yuri asked, "Do you want to continue exploring with the train?"
At the ntion of "exploring," Misha's expression softened with nostalgia. "Of course I do. But my journey is over."
Yuri shook his head. "That's just a minor issue. I can make your body real."
Misha's eyes widened slightly. "Really? Mr. Yuri?"
Yuri grinned. "Of course. Wait a mont—I'll find sothing for you."
He opened the system shop and began searching.
After a mont, he found exactly what he needed.
[Item: First-Class Immortal Puppet (Customizable Appearance)]
Description: A puppet from an immortal realm, capable of housing and nourishing a soul. Its grade can be upgraded with Stellar Jade.
Price: 3000 Stellar Jade
This was perfect for Misha. His mories could be preserved within it.
A life-sized puppet, identical to Misha, materialized beside him.
Yuri gestured toward it. "This is an Immortal Puppet. It can hold and sustain your soul. Try it out."
Misha bowed slightly. "Thank you, Mr. Yuri. This must be expensive."
Yuri waved a hand. "It's free. The train crew and I have an agreent. They can take up to 3,000 Stellar Jade worth of items from every month. They've forgotten about it for a while now, so I'll just deduct this from that allowance.
Go on, try it."
Misha approached the puppet and reached out to touch it. The mont he did, a powerful force pulled him inside.
The puppet stirred, then moved with fluid grace.
Misha stretched his limbs, getting accustod to the new body.
Yuri asked, "How does it feel?"
Misha smiled brightly. "It feels great—I can control it like my own body. And my mories feel more stable."
Yuri nodded. "That's good."
Misha stayed inside the puppet for a while before stepping out of it.
Yuri raised an eyebrow. "Why are you coming back out? Staying in there will help solidify your mories."
Misha explained, "I still have a mission to complete. I have to leave after eating Pom's train hotpot."
Yuri nodded. "Alright. I'll ask Pom to store the puppet for you later."
Inside the Dream Bar.
Kevin, Kiana, i, March 7th, Amber, and Hu Tao were busy with their latest chaotic endeavor—mixing drinks at the bar.
Each of them held a glass, experinting with different cocktail combinations.
Kiana stared at her drink in deep thought. "i, what if I add instant noodles to this?"
i's mouth twitched. "Let's... not?"
Kiana waved her off. "Didn't Mr. Shu say we can add anything? Just a little bit of instant noodles won't hurt. Hehe."
Without hesitation, Kiana boiled so instant noodles, poured them into a glass, and added various colorful liquors.
She gave the concoction a quick swirl with a straw and placed an origami bird on top as decoration.
"Done! The Kiana-brand cocktail is ready! Who wants to try?"
The others stared at the abomination in horror.
Instant noodles... with alcohol?
No one volunteered.
Kiana pouted. "Fine, I'll drink it myself."
She took a deep sip through the straw—and her eyes widened in surprise.
"Hmm~ Tastes pretty good! Like instant noodles."
Kevin and the others exchanged disbelieving looks.
"No way. Is that actually drinkable?"
Shu Weng chuckled. "This is a dream. All your senses are based on perception. If you believe it tastes good, it does."
The realization dawned on them.
Kevin grinned and pulled out a can of fernted herring.
March 7th's eyes went wide. "No! Kevin, you're not seriously adding that, are you?!"
Kevin nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Why not?"
He popped the can open, dumped the herring into his drink, and stirred.
March 7th recoiled, pinching her nose. "Kevin, take it away! It slls horrible!"
Kevin smirked. "March, why don't you just imagine it slls good? This is a dream."
March 7th squeezed her eyes shut and tried. After a mont, she gave up. "Nope. Can't do it. That's too much."
Kevin laughed. "Guess I'll have to test it myself."
He downed the drink in one gulp, blinking in mild surprise. "Not bad. Just looks awful."
The girls played around for a while before Hiko called out. "Kevin, March, ti to go!"
At that, the group hurried over.
Gallagher led everyone to Dream Reef—the original site of Penacony.
The streets were dimly lit, and the alleyways had an eerie, flickering glow.
People loitered in the shadows, their faces etched with sadness.
A heavy, lancholic atmosphere filled the air.
But as they reached the end of the alley and took an elevator up, everything changed.
The gloom lifted, giving way to a bustling, thriving town—
A place filled with light, laughter, and the echoes of Penacony's forr glory.
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