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Using the power of the Homecoming Scroll to quickly mobilize everyone's spiritual matter, Sean laid a sufficiently thick layer of "gel"-like spiritual matter on the ground that was about to fall.

Puff puff!

Everyone seemed to be plunged into an invisible pudding, and even if they landed on this brand new island, they didn't make much noise.

During this time, the erratic candlelight lit up a giant stone statue that looked smaller.

On the left and right sides of this giant stone statue are two accompanying stone statues painted with black paint.

Here, the tablecloths are still white, and the tableware is still filled with all kinds of delicacies.

Foie gras with croutons, creamy matsutake seafood soup, caviar with mini egg tarts…

This circular island has food that is completely different from the "Gourmet Continent", but equally expensive.

Everyone didn't say much, and all the gray mouths were violently mopped up with full firepower.

On the Gourmet Continent, which has been reduced to a Shura field, the rest of the explorers are running away crazily.

Only the guards of the Kingdom of God with sufficient strength had the energy to look up at the list—he saw that the scores of the two teams that were originally the last two jumped up.

There is no food here, where did they go? !

Tasting the delicacies that filled his entire mouth, the deity of Moonlight was full of doubts:

"Xiao...I don't understand..."

The New Testament reporter's chest was still heaving, not only because of the physical exertion of using the technique of ectoplasm shaping, but also because of the excitement of winning the gamble.

"Moonlight, buddy!" Sean said, "Do you see the difference in the food here?"

Moonlight "watched while eating", he always felt that he found something different, but he couldn't tell.

Sean didn't let his partner be confused and entangled for too long, he opened his hands: "These are foods that are more suitable for children!"

Fargar Taylor, who was listening, also opened his eyes wide: "You mean...

"Is this a separate dining table for children?"

"Yes." Sean nodded resolutely, "When I was observing the seating and food levels, I'm afraid no one noticed—the youngest Tony Dollins did not appear on the official dinner table.

"And Peter Pan's exaggerated chair back blocked everyone's view.

"This makes me wonder - in order to take care of the appetite and nutrition of the five-year-old child, Tony Dollins probably has a separate dining table. And that dining table is most likely behind Peter Pan...

"Such care is the minimum."

"After all..." There was a trace of sarcasm in Sean's eyes, "Peter Pan regards them as his 'family'."

At this moment, being taken care of by two puppets, Tony Dollins, who was a bit bored at first, saw a few "cockroaches" falling from the sky and landed on his dining table, and clapped his hands for a moment of joy...

On the one hand, she was happy to be able to eat precious food, on the other hand, Moonlight still felt a little unbelievable: "Xiao...but such a guess is too risky—

"Just because Tony Dollins isn't at the table, you assume he has a separate table, and, besides, it's right behind Peter Pan's chair...

"Isn't that a little...far-fetched?"

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Sean stared at their ashen mouths sweeping this "paradise", nodded and said: "Indeed, it's a bit far-fetched to think that it's just because Tony isn't at the table.

"However," he changed the subject and looked at the somewhat confused Moonlight, "if we add another factor..."

He seems to have returned to the process of falling with his feet not touching the ground...

There are endless gray clouds under my feet, but I am inexplicably certain in my heart before seeing the "promised land".

"It's not so far-fetched, it might even be obvious, if you add another factor."

"What factor?"

"The expression of Peter Pan."

Sean's speech attracted all his teammates, even Max, the disabled soldier, turned his head to look at him.

What is the expression of Peter Pan? They haven't figured it out yet.

"As I said before, Peter Pan wanted the game to reflect how society works.

"Birth and class, conservatives and enterprising, unscrupulous talents may improve their class...

"Under this level of expression, he will always involuntarily want to sell another point of view."

Olivia Fengling was a little dazed: "What point of view?"

"—There is always a 'paradise' that is independent from the world and not polluted by the adult world."

Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and their eyebrows flew up like a row of sand gulls...

There is always a 'paradise' that is independent from the world and not polluted by the adult world?

This children's table metaphor is...

"Midnight Paradise?!" Moonlight almost shouted out.

Even though he already knew what he said, Sean couldn't help but stand up when he said this: "Tony's dining table is the 'Midnight Paradise' of this gourmet continent.

"While accusing the outside world of being cold and cruel, Peter Pan also subconsciously designed a 'Midnight Paradise' for this world.

"And whoever discovers this can escape the cruel class game."

As if hearing Sean Dickinson's narration, Peter Pan, who didn't look back at Tony's dining table, had a satisfied smile on his face—it was the kind of tacit smile that told a difficult allusion and found that someone could understand it.

Sean's narration is over, and the delicacies here are almost wiped out.

There was a sound of piercing through the sky—the guard of the Kingdom of God seemed to have figured out something, and brought a few of his team members to land on this paradise...

However, the candle has burned out, and the world has sunk into darkness.

Before the darkness fell, the guards of the Kingdom of God and Xiao En stared at each other from afar.

It was as if he recognized his opponent.

Darkness comes hastily, and hastily goes—lights come back quickly

Everyone felt dizzy for a while, and their souls seemed to rise from the plain, rushing out of the gray clouds, and finally...

Re-sit at the dining table with the original posture ~lightnovelpub.net~.

Game over. The Sean and Max teams have overtaken them and ranked second and third in the total score ranking.

However, Sean Dickinson was not immersed in the joy of overtaking, he was thinking about something...

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He had an indescribable, inexplicable feeling—

I always feel that there is a "sense of tearing" in Peter Pan's expression.

Very severe tearing.

He clearly wanted to deny the rules of adult society, but he unconsciously left an "imperceptible" but "easy" way to overtake for the "aggressive".

As if to say: Look, adult society is so ugly! People are like struggling in hell. If the enterprising person is half-kind, he will be forever lost...

On the other hand, he prepared a very sumptuous dinner for the "enterprising".

What exactly is he trying to express?

All this cannot be explained by the "Midnight Paradise" complex.

From Sean's understanding, Peter Pan's likes and dislikes should be very obvious, and there shouldn't be such an obvious contradiction.

This made Sean very concerned.

There was applause at the top, and it was the host of the dinner party who took the lead in applauding gently.

"A very enjoyable dinner...

"After the banquet, three teams advanced to the final game."

Before Peter Pan could finish his sentence, the dead tree sage and the director of the mortuary almost simultaneously knocked over their chairs and rushed towards the window.

They want to escape.