Chapter 307: The Right to Choose; Robin is Hit by a Stray Bullet Again?!
"Now, I shall grant the right of choice to all of you. Faced with this situation, what will your decision be?"
"Will you adopt our initial plan, using soft cushions to build a nest for the little Harmoneer Pigeon right where it is?"
"Or will you choose to build a cage for it, carefully raising the bird within a warm house?"
At this moment, in the game's storyline.
On the giant screen composed of multiple television sets, the little Harmoneer Pigeon from the previous plot appeared.
As Sunday's voice fell, two choices were presented in front of everyone.
In the lobby of The Reverie.
Sunday narrowed his eyes slightly, observing every move of all the guests present.
The reactions of these players were naturally very important to him.
And at this moment, the venue was in an uproar!
Many players were heatedly discussing which choice would yield a better outcome.
"I choose to build a cage for the little Harmoneer Pigeon! It has to survive first to have any possibility of a future."
"I choose captivity, but we should make a larger natural area as the cage."
"I choose to heal the bird and release it back into nature!"
"First raise and protect it, then conduct rewilding training, and finally release it back into nature. That is the most complete process of animal conservation!"
"Are these the only two options?"
"By the way, did anyone ask for the bird's opinion?"
In the live stream room, Little Gui was also having a hard time.
She knew her stream was being watched by many people at this moment, so she was extremely cautious when making this choice.
She first consulted the opinions of Himeko, March 7th, and Firefly.
In the end, all three of them agreed on building a cage.
Naturally, Little Gui chose this option as well.
Sunday began to reveal the fate of this choice.
"…Finally, on the hundred and thirty-seventh attempt, it succeeded. But this attempt was not perfect… After flying shakily for a while, it plunged to the ground because it could not accurately grasp the flow of the air currents."
"This fall completely broke its wings. It struggled in my arms to no avail, and ultimately met a painful death. And our careful care, the love and high hopes we placed on it, became the very hands that buried it at this moment."
"I am deeply sorry for the choice we made… Next, let us move on to the second choice. This time… it is the story of a Watchmaker."
Sunday began to describe the second choice.
All the guests at the scene were seriously focusing on the question itself.
Everyone knew that these choices were crucial!
They had to choose carefully and seriously!
However, at this moment, on the Astral Express.
Looking at Sunday describing the second choice, strange expressions appeared on the faces of both Himeko and Mr. Yang.
Sunday: "Is it to make the same decision as I did, convincing the Hound Family to stop their search so that the Watchmaker can survive and fulfill his wish?"
"Or is it to remain silent, leaving him to struggle for breath under the hounds' pursuit until the destined judgment arrives?"
"I look forward to your choices. Perhaps they can turn that tragedy around."
After seeing the description of the question, Himeko did not immediately weigh the pros and cons to analyze which possibility was better.
Instead, she said, "Something is wrong, this is a bit strange."
"The description of this question carries a suggestive outcome."
"No matter which one we choose, it seems to be an ending he has already arranged…"
Mr. Yang also spoke up, "I just tested it on my own account."
"Even if you choose [ using soft cushions to build a nest for the little Harmoneer Pigeon right where it is ], it still leads to a regretful outcome."
"And this time, it seems to be the same."
"No matter which one is ultimately chosen, the ending will result in regret."
Meanwhile, in the live stream room.
Having just reached a regretful outcome, Little Gui thought it was her own fault.
This time, her choice became even more cautious, and she had been hesitating there for several minutes.
Himeko looked at the sweating Little Gui in the stream, and a look of realization suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"As expected… that's how it is."
"Sunday seemingly gave us the right to choose, but in reality… the moment we began to choose, we were already stripped of our freedom of choice by him!"
As soon as Himeko's words came out, both March 7th and Stelle showed looks of sudden realization.
"So that's how it is!!"
"I knew something felt off!"
"I was almost led in circles by Sunday in this plot!"
March 7th put her hands on her hips, looking full of pride.
"Why do I have to choose from the options you gave?"
"Why can I only choose between Soda Soy Milk and SoulGlad? Why can't I choose Immortal's Delight?"
"Did you even give me the right to choose anything else?!"
***
In the live stream room, after weighing it over and over, Little Gui still chose [ convincing the hounds to stop their pursuit ].
Yet, the final outcome was still unsatisfying.
Sunday, once again, expressed his deep regret.
Guinaifen licked her lips, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and sighed, "What's going on? Is there really not a single right choice I can make?"
"They're all tragedies, guys!"
"This is bad… it's actually making me feel a bit guilty!"
"Sweating bullets now, aren't you, kid?"
"It's fine, Little Gui. We're just playing a game, it's not like we're facing real choices in reality."
"It's not that different, is it? Every move of Little Gui is being watched by players across the galaxy… If she makes some inappropriate choice, she might get dragged onto the hot search tomorrow."
"I tried it with my own account, and both endings are wrong!"
"Damn it, there is no correct answer at all!"
"What on earth is Sunday trying to prove by pulling this stunt?"
"My head is so itchy, I feel like I'm about to grow a brain…"
"Stop asking! Why don't you guys just throw hands instead!"
***
Soon, Sunday's third and final question arrived as expected.
On the big screen, a picture of Sunday with an angry expression appeared.
This was a flashback memory from back then.
Sunday: "According to the contents of the letter… it should be Caspariart, right? She is touring there…"
Dream Master: "Indeed. Did she mention being hit by a stray bullet?"
"A stray bullet? What…" Sunday was in disbelief.
Dream Master: "A war broke out on that planet. That is precisely why Robin chose it as her destination… To spread the Harmony and save lives on the planet, she went to the front lines herself."
"She hoped to soothe people's pain with her songs, and was willing to use her own flesh and blood to provide cover for the IPC's relief supplies… Unfortunately, stray bullets have no mercy."
"Aeons above, that bullet went straight into her neck… However, perhaps as a reward for her usual acts of Harmony, the bullet did not hit any vital spots. Once you finish dealing with your trivial matters, it would be best to reply to her as soon as possible."
***
"Ah??"
"Holy crap! Such a thing actually happened?"
"Robin is truly a strong girl."
"She is not just a star watched by the galaxy, but a truly respectable follower of the Harmony!"
"Robin truly walks the walk! Unlike some celebrities who only do marketing purely to gold-plate themselves!"
"No regrets stanning Robin in this life!"
"This is the kind of idol we should be following!"
"Robin is a truly great artist!"
"If I were Sunday, my blood would run cold hearing this!"