novelhk Chapter 199 Whose Dream (Part 2)
Chapter 199 Whose Dream (Part 2)
"Knowledge output is stable and is about to reach the threshold."
"Loading knowledge of the divine canister... Complete."
Mu Feng stood on the high platform of the underground workshop, looking down at the giant mechanical god below, his gaze calm yet sharp.
On the chest of the Machine God, Hazard, whose body is connected to numerous sensory channels, is sitting upright on the control panel.
God-level knowledge, god-level armor, plus a massive amount of dream energy.
Although it can only be considered the lowest of the low among demon gods, it has indeed reached the threshold of an artificial god.
"Lord Mufeng, as per your request, Boss Mishal has already established 'order' within the city."
A mercenary stepped forward respectfully to report, his usual laziness gone, replaced by a hint of secret excitement and fervor.
Mu Feng nodded slightly, patted the mercenary on the shoulder, and gave the order with a calm expression.
"I understand. Let everyone rest for a while and wait for Mishal's unified command."
The mercenary left in a hurry. Mu Feng casually found a chair, sat down, and looked at the torrent of information coming and going in the God-Making Workshop with his hands propped up, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
On the eve of the Flower Goddess's birthday festival, elemental blessings were secretly left on the others to protect their consciousness.
In addition, he had already placed the key to unlock the Jingshan Palace beside Naxida before his departure.
Judging by the time, it might be soon over there too.
Everything is ready; once the last agreement is finalized, it will be time for the real showdown.
He stood up, turned, and walked into the darkness.
……
Dreamscape, Zubair Theatre.
"Everyone, I have explained the current situation clearly, and it is time to wake up from this dream."
Naxida stood up and told everyone about Mufeng's plan, her gentle face unusually serious.
We must stop those sages before the god-making plan succeeds. Most of the population of Sumeru is gathered in the main city of Sumeru. If a war of gods breaks out in the city, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Clearly, the others quickly realized this as well, and their expressions all became clouded with gloom.
"Hmph, once I wake up, I'm going to knock those bastards into the ground and use them as radishes to vent my anger."
Desia slammed her greatsword into the ground with a vicious thud, the blade sinking halfway into the earth.
If you anger the little lion, you won't have a good time. The mercenary girl will have a good discussion with you about how to precisely avoid vital points when stabbing someone 137 times.
"What an arrogant junior! I think he should be taught a lesson."
Farusan put her hands on her hips, her gaze revealing a rare chill.
The senior hasn't been angry in a long time; it's time to let these juniors experience the power of the Great Wind Mechanism.
Oh, and her cheap apprentice too.
He kept such a big thing from her, his senior. I'll definitely settle the score with him when I get back.
Also, she hadn't forgotten that even though it was in a dream, daring to break a promise to a senior was no small matter and she couldn't just let it go.
"Everyone, although the dream of the 'Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival' is under the control of the void, even a powerful void terminal cannot generate a dream out of thin air."
"This means that in this dream, there is a 'subject,' and this so-called 'cycle of the Flower Goddess's birthday festival' is the dream created by this 'subject.'"
At this point, a fleeting, almost imperceptible sadness flashed across Nasita's face.
She reacted quickly, and apart from Nil who had been observing her closely, almost no one noticed anything unusual about her.
Naxida... seems a little sad, why is that?
Do gods also have special sorrows?
Nilu twirled her hair with her fingers, blinked her large, light blue eyes, but remained silent.
Composing herself, Nasita took a deep breath and continued to explain to everyone how to break free from the dream.
"The characteristics of the 'subject' are very obvious; this is the subject's dream, meaning the other party can freely change everything in the dream through their 'imagination.'"
"To use an analogy, when a bartender brings you a plate, you subconsciously assume it's food, so what's on the plate really is just food."
"But if you are the subject of the dream and develop self-awareness, if you imagine that the plate contains mora or gold, the dream will naturally give you feedback."
"You will see gold or mora being served up and placed in front of you."
"Sigh... I wish such good things could happen in real life..."
Dolly patted her little face, forcing herself to wake up from her dream of Mora appearing in her house one by one.
She learned a lesson from her sister's experience.
As long as there is Mora, and enough Mora, she will never again lose what she wants to protect.
Narcida smiled gently, her four-leaf buds curving slightly, as if she could see through Dolly's thoughts.
"But now, the 'subject' is unaware that it is dreaming, so even if the food is served a million times, the food will still just be food."
"I think I understand what you mean."
A sharp glint flashed in Seno's red eyes, followed by Nasita's deep voice:
"According to you, we should, like you, use suggestion to make the 'subject' realize that they are dreaming."
Nasita nodded, confirming Seno's statement.
“That’s right. Generally speaking, this would cause the dream to collapse, and everyone would wake up from the dream.”
"It is important to note that the 'Flora Festival' is a dream created by the 'Subject'."
"In this way, the person you are looking for must have an inseparable connection with this topic."
"Then, I entrust the important task of ending this cycle of reincarnation to you all. In the meantime, I need to leave the city for a while."
……
Nasida left, and the situation seemed to have reached a stalemate once again at the Zubair Theater.
After some thought, it was the composed Elhesen who first offered a suggestion.
"In the vast sea of people in Sumeru City, finding the 'main subject' without any clear characteristics is, to put it bluntly, like finding a needle in a haystack."
"Therefore, we must first target those 'involved in the Flora Festival.'"
"And among these, we have already excluded Dinazede, Desia, and Nilu who are present."
"The rest of you, we'll each take charge of a portion. It's officially '8:00 AM' now, let's go."
The group exchanged helpless glances; it seemed there was no better solution at the moment.
……
"Huh?! Even if I am the Flower Knight, let alone an act, even if I were the real Flower Knight, Faris, I couldn't conjure gold out of thin air, could I?"
"What? Although the Zubair Theater has a little income, it's impossible for them to conjure gold out of thin air, right?"
"Huh? Transform into Morax? Do you take me for Morax?"
……
This conversation lasted for two hours until 10 a.m., when everyone returned to the theater dejectedly.
The crowd search was completed, but nothing was found.
Where exactly is the "subject" of a dream?