Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 359 The Bill Arrives at the Company

Xingman wandered aimlessly.

It was her first time visiting Pinocchio, and everything seemed new and exciting to her.

The modern architecture immediately made her realize what prosperity truly meant.

Just then, her phone rang.

"Huh? There's even a cell phone in my dream?" Xing asked, taking out her phone in confusion.

“This is also memory essence, you could say it’s something you imagined,” Eve said from the side.

Xing nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

As soon as she opened her phone, she saw the message from March 7th.

March 7th: "Hey!"

March 7th: "Wow, that's amazing! You can even send messages in your dreams!"

March 7th: "Eve should have picked you up by now, right?"

Xing: "No."

March 7th: "You lied to me again :("

March 7: "Ji Zi and Uncle Yang, everyone went to different dreams."

March 7: "It's dusk! I'm getting ready to go to the auction."

March 7th: "Have fun, everyone. We'll meet up again later."

March 7th: Where are you now?

Xing: "It seems like...the golden moment."

March 7: "Are you in the Golden Hour? I heard the 'Dream Shop' there is famous."

March 7th: "Can you help me check in? If it's fun, I'll come to your place next!"

Xing: "Okay."

.........

"Dream Shop?"

"What is that?" Xing put down her phone, her face full of confusion.

Suddenly I realized that even though I was only a little late, how come everyone knows everything so clearly?

"The Dream Shop? It's described in the Dream Passport."

Eve took out her Dream Passport and turned to the third page.

The above clearly states:

The Dream Shop, located in the "Golden Hour" commercial area of ​​Pinocchio, is run by Dr. Edward. The shop focuses on providing dream bubble experiences that process memories, allowing customers to immerse themselves in other people's life stories through customized or blind box formats.

"I see, it was just a dream." Xing nodded.

"To be precise, it's dreaming about other people's real experiences," Eve corrected.

"However, it's quite interesting, so I'll just treat it as collecting materials."

Eve also became interested in this dream shop.

"Let's go, let's go here."

Eve glanced at the map and immediately took Xing there.

Along the way, Xing saw quite a few people.

"Wow, it's so lively! Are so many people living in a dream world?" Xing couldn't help but ask.

“Yes, most of them are from family lines.” Eve nodded.

Upon entering this dream world, Eve immediately began to explore it.

Unsurprisingly, this dreamscape is ridiculously large, and the Daydream Hotel isn't the only entry point.

So, apart from the guests who came to participate in the Harmonious Music Festival, most of them were family members who had always lived here.

As they talked, the two arrived at the Dream Shop marked on the map.

"This is the 'Dream Shop'... And that's... an eye?" Xing looked at the huge blue-green eyeball above the shop and instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.

"This must be Dr. Edward."

Eve stared directly at the enormous eyeball.

“Of course, Director Eve, welcome to the Dream Shop and the pioneers of the Starry Sky Train!” The voice came from the center of the eyeballs.

"Holy crap! It really is!" Xing was startled.

"Wait, how do you know who I am?" Xing asked in confusion.

“This is psychoanalysis, madam—Dr. Edwards is happy to assist you!” Dr. Edwards said.

"In addition, the arrival of Director Eve has brought a unique vitality to this dream realm."

“I saw in you what I had never seen before.”

Eve didn't feel uncomfortable; instead, she looked at the eyeball with curiosity.

It seemed that it realized it had entered the dream directly through its physical body.

“Interesting. Tell me about your business.” Eve became interested.

"You can experience all sorts of novel and interesting dreams here—from productions by Croker Pictures to private donations, we have it all!"

“If I’m not mistaken, this is your first time at Pinocone, isn’t it?” Dr. Edward asked.

“Yes.” Eve nodded.

"Rest assured, Dr. Edward will provide you with meticulous assistance, helping you select your first Dreamscape and fully enjoy the audiovisual feast that can only be experienced in dreams—"

"The analysis is complete for you! I think you'll love this dream bubble."

"It came from an anonymous private donation, and it's said that the memories within... belong to the fallen star god Archivist! I can assure you, this dream bubble is absolutely perfect for you!"

“Also, this nameless guest can experience it as well; it’s equally suitable for you,” Dr. Edward said to Xing.

"Akivili's memories?"

Both Xing and Eve showed surprise at the same time.

How could the memories of the pioneering star god Akivili be here?

"That's right, that's why I recommend you experience this memory."

“I believe you will learn more about the history of pioneering from this,” Dr. Edward said.

"Of course, Dr. Edward makes no guarantee as to the veracity of the dream bubble's content—a dream is a dream, enjoy it!"

Eve was silent for a moment, then asked, "How many credits do I need to pay?"

She was short of pocket money on the train, and had only managed to save a little bit recently.

“You don’t need to pay,” Dr. Edward said.

"The company has promised that all your expenses at Pinocone will be covered by them, so please rest assured," Dr. Edward continued.

"The bills are all sent to the company?" Eve was a little surprised.

A new wallet delivered itself to my door?

“Yes, as a director, the company will cover all your expenses,” Dr. Edward affirmed.

Xing looked at Eve with eyes full of admiration. No wonder she was Eve's mother.

"Alright, let's begin—please close your eyes and place your forehead on the dream bubble."

Dr. Edward blinked, and a dream bubble floated out of his eyeball and came to them.

Eve and Star closed their eyes and touched the dream bubble.

Suddenly, a familiar scene appeared before their eyes.

This is the Star Train.

And standing in front of me—is that Pam?

"Pioneer of the Star Train, do you plead guilty, Pam?" Pam asked angrily, hands on her hips.

Eve looked down at her hands, a question popping into her mind, "Am I Akivili now?"

Just then, Dr. Edward's voice rang in Eve's ear.

"I will not make any interpretive or suggestive comments about the contents of this dream bubble. In this dream bubble, you will share the memories of the dream bubble's owner and personally experience what he saw and heard."

"And for the vague parts in your dream bubble, your subconscious will actively retrieve similar concepts to fill in the gaps."

"Of course, you can contact me anytime you need anything."

"Quite professional." Eve gave Edward a thumbs up for his service.

"Thank you for your feedback, Director Eve."

At this moment, Pam's voice grew louder.

"Hey, are you listening?"

"Your crime is unforgivable, but the train conductor respects everyone's right to perform voluntary labor..."

"Voluntary labor?" Eve asked, puzzled.

"Give me a proper deep clean, Pam!" Pam said irritably.

"Another big clean-up..." Eve sighed.

On the train, the little rabbit was most diligent in organizing the big cleaning.

Moreover, the cleaning tools were incomplete; each person was only given a small rag each time.

Just as Eve was lost in thought, Pam miraculously fell silent, but her body and mouth were still moving.

"Strange? Why is it so quiet?" Eve wondered.

However, if you don't listen to the sound, the little rabbit is still quite cute.

"Dr. Edward, what's going on?" Eve's consciousness asked.

"I'm sorry, some of the audio tracks were already lost when I recorded this dream bubble—perhaps even memory couldn't contain that ineffable sound."

“But to enhance the experience, I can tweak the dream bubble, which means you can choose to have it voiced by anyone—as long as you’re familiar enough, I can perfectly recreate your subconscious!” Dr. Edward jumped in.

"Anyone will do?" Eve asked.

“No, that is, someone you know well?” Dr. Edward said.

"Familiar people? But I have stored the memories of an entire world here."

Eve stretched out her hand, and a lifelike miniature World Tree appeared in the center of her palm.

This small World Tree stores the memories of the entire Teyvat.

“This…” Dr. Edward fell silent.

After a while, it continued, "Director Eve, you can choose any voice you want."

“Let me think…” Eve began to ponder.

“Then…Paimon!” Eve’s lips curled into a smile.

"Okay, replacing it for you."

"Reproduction complete! Now you can enjoy your dream even more."

After Dr. Edward finished speaking, Paimon's voice suddenly came from Pam's mouth.

"So, do you, and the other passengers, take responsibility for the following egregious incident—"

"Wait, wait, wait! I can't take it anymore..." Eve barely managed to suppress her laughter.

Paimon's voice paired with Pam's action was absolutely hilarious.

"Excuse me, do you need to change your voice?" Dr. Edward asked.

“Change it…” Eve had already laughed.

"Which voice type would you like to change to?" Dr. Edward asked.

“Let’s go with Pam’s,” Eve said.

Although she tried other people's voices, she decided against it, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold back her laughter.

"Okay! Reproducing it for you..."

"Reproduction complete! Now you can enjoy your dream even more."

As soon as Dr. Edward finished speaking, the authentic flavor of Pam came through.

"You drove snowmobiles into the Tycoon Arena, disrupting the event and causing the game to be interrupted. This also resulted in twenty Trailblazers working for you and others for three months without pay to repair the severe damage to the arena's exterior!"

"Are you denying your guilt, Pa?"

Pam was furious and spoke with great emotion.

“Huh? Me?” Eve asked, pointing to herself.

"Otherwise what, Pam?" Pam pouted, indignant.

"Then, then I'll admit it for a little while?" Eve said tentatively.

"Then you sneak into the Haiyi National Zoo, use half of the Amber Age's budget to buy 250 baby nasal-walkers, keep them in the restrooms and let them multiply indefinitely, causing a large amount of sewage to flood other carriages."

"Are you denying your guilt, Pa?"

"Ah, should I admit it?" Eve was filled with deep doubt.

Is this really Akivilli's memory?

"You invaded the dining car's kitchen, claiming it needed disinfection, causing forty-two fragrant and crispy Pam Pies to disappear, and you also took the last bowl of train stew from the top shelf of the refrigerator, leaving the train conductor hungry!!!"

"Are you denying your guilt, Pa?"

“You made this yourself, didn’t you… but I did take the train pot.” Eve carefully recalled Akivilli’s memories.

Pam immediately felt embarrassed. "Ahem, don't be so smug, I haven't finished listing the dishes yet, Pam!"

"And the cases of 'mass disappearance of train think tank entries,' 'watering potted plants in the observation carriage with sulfadiazine,' 'noise attack on the train conductor during rest time,' and 'intrusion into the train conductor's private snack vault'..."

"Your pioneering journey seems quite 'enjoyable'."

After listening to the little rabbit recite the names of the dishes, Eve was filled with deep confusion.

Is this really a pioneering journey? Or is it just a pleasure journey?

"Perhaps, but I will not make any interpretive or suggestive comments about the contents of this dream bubble," Dr. Edward's voiceover began.

"Wait, wait, wait—a total of forty-six serious incidents! Do you admit that you committed them all?"

Pam stood with her hands on her hips, her face contorted with anger, even her ears were perked up.

"Forty-six? Is Akivili really not the god of pleasure?" Eve was completely bewildered.

However, the memories must continue.

Eve lowered her head. "I'm sorry... I'm truly the worst anonymous visitor in the world."

Pam shook her head. "No, you are not Pam."

Eve frowned in confusion. "Is there anyone worse than me?"

Pam nodded, her ears twitching. "Of course."

"Who?" Eve asked curiously.

“That guy who blew the train in two, Pam.” Pam’s expression turned angry.

"The guy who blew the train in two? That was me!" Eve suddenly recalled the drinking incident.

“No! That Aha!!” Pam said angrily.

“Aha… I remember now, He blew up the train too.” Eve suddenly understood.

It seems that I truly deserve the title of the third worst anonymous visitor.

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