Chapter 737 Undercurrent

"Guiding the birth of the gods..."

In the villa at No. 17 Greenshade Town, in the northern suburbs of Tivian, Dorothy, wearing loose home clothes, was sitting at the desk in her study on the second floor. Looking at the words written by the little fox on the "Navy Chronicle" in front of her, she couldn't help but whisper to herself with curiosity.

"Interesting, can the character of a god be affected by the worship of mortals?"

Dorothy thought to herself with great interest. After thinking for a while, she continued to write on the page.

"Do you have some method that can influence the will of the gods?"

"No, the power of gods is not something that mortals can easily influence. To be precise, we can only influence the gods who are on the throne, who are being born and maturing. The Lord of Dreams is in this state now. In the center of the endless forest in the dream world, the Lord of Dreams exists there in the form of a cocoon. That is Him who is dormant and growing on the throne.

"In the distant past, before I was born, the Holy Cocoon was the center of our Butterfly Dreamland worship. We performed various rituals in the real world and the dream world, offering music and praises to the young god in the cocoon to guide his growth. We called the born young god 'Phantom Butterfly'."

On the pages of Dorothy's book, the little fox's handwriting continued to appear again and again. After Dorothy read it carefully, she picked up the pen and responded.

"Why do you want to guide? Do you want to create a god that belongs to you?"

"That's not the case. We don't have the idea of ​​creating gods specifically for our own selfish desires. We are guiding them to fulfill the last wish of the previous Lord of Dreams. According to Grandpa, our Dreamland is the remnants of the former Dream Knights, which were formed after the establishment of the Dream Knights in the previous era. The Dream Knights are the loyal followers of the former Lord of Dreams. Guiding the next Lord of Dreams seems to be the last oracle left by Him before His fall. We are just following the oracle."

The little fox continued to respond to Dorothy's questions. After Dorothy glanced at the other party's response again, she continued to ask with her pen.

"So... do you know how the Dream Knight... or the previous Lord of Dreams fell? Do you know why He left such an oracle?" Dorothy wrote on the page of the book. After a while, the little fox's handwriting appeared in front of her again.

“I don’t know the reason why the previous Dream Lord fell. My grandfather never told me. But I guess whether he knows the reason or not is a question. After all, this happened at the beginning of the era or even before the era. It was too long ago and no one can explain it clearly.

"As for the reason for guidance... According to the priests in the Dreamland, the oracle of the previous Dream Lord seemed to say that if the current Dream Lord is not guided and allowed to grow on his own, he may turn bad... or turn into an evil god. At that time, the dream world and even the entire world will be severely affected."

The little fox continued to write on the pages of the book. This time the handwriting appeared in front of Dorothy much clearer, which showed the seriousness of his expression and attitude.

"If it is allowed to grow freely...will it grow in the direction of the evil god?"

Looking at the response of the little fox in front of her, Dorothy couldn't help but stroke her chin and think deeply. Then after a little thought, she picked up the pen and wrote again.

"So... the appearance of the 'moth' seems to be related to the signs of the growing Dream Lord turning into an evil god?"

"Well! You guessed right. According to grandpa... Pan E is actually the other side of You Die in a sense, the side of him as an evil god." The little fox looked at Dorothy affirmatively and responded. After seeing it, Dorothy immediately started to ask and wrote.

"You have been guiding him, but later on, his dream master still showed a tendency to become an evil god?"

"Yes... Although Butterfly Dreamland has been doing its best to follow the oracle and guide the young god to emerge for hundreds of years, for some unknown reason, the young god in the holy cocoon still showed signs of becoming an evil god. That is, the will of the 'moth' appeared in the cocoon and began to fight against the will of the 'butterfly'. This confrontation extended from inside the cocoon to outside the cocoon, and in turn affected the people of Butterfly Dreamland.

"At the beginning, it was the priests of the Butterfly Dreamland who came into contact with the Holy Cocoon. They accidentally came into contact with the will of the 'moth' inside the Holy Cocoon during their daily rituals. Although they were all in a confused and dormant state, unlike the gentle 'butterfly', the will of the moth was highly corrosive. The priests who had contact with it were gradually corroded and became believers of the 'moth'.

"These followers of the 'Moth' hid themselves, and used various methods to lure other people in the Butterfly Dreaming Land to come into contact with the 'Moth', creating more and more of their kind, and slowly taking control of the entire Butterfly Dreaming Land in secret. Eventually, these followers of the 'Moth' launched a rebellion when the time was right, using traps and sudden attacks to almost completely slaughter all the other followers of the 'Butterfly' in the Butterfly Dreaming Land, completely taking control of the Holy Cocoon, and changing the name of the group to the 'Black Dream Hunting Group'. Only a few people in the Butterfly Dreaming Land managed to escape from that great rebellion, and we were one of them.

"From then on, the Black Dream Hunters began to work hard to promote the complete emergence of the Holy Cocoon. They tried to guide the counterattack, allowing the will of the 'moth' in the Holy Cocoon to continue to grow and eventually devour the will of the 'butterfly', prompting the real moth to emerge from the Holy Cocoon at the last moment. The people who survived the rebellion in the Butterfly Dreamland wanted to try their best to stop all this."

The little fox's words continued to appear in front of Dorothy's eyes. Looking at the words in front of her, which were written with great care although the handwriting was not very beautiful, Dorothy couldn't help but become serious.

The little fox's words reminded her of the conversation she had with Viageta in Buserit.

In Heopiris, Viageta once told Dorothy that the reason she had continued to exist in this half-dead state was to help the Judge of Heaven occupy the throne to prevent someone from usurping the throne or giving birth to a god of "revelation" on the throne. The reason why the Judge of Heaven did this seemed to be to prevent some kind of "corruption".

Could it be that the Dream Knight let his followers guide the next God of Dreams because of this power of "corruption"? According to Viageta, the gods born from the throne seem to be very susceptible to the influence of "corruption". The will of the "moth" is likely to be born from the holy cocoon because of the influence of "corruption"...

"So... what exactly is this so-called 'corruption'? It can even affect powerful gods so easily... What kind of power does the 'corruption' symbolize? It can actually make gods fall into it. Or maybe it's just the opposite, the higher the level of influence, the better."

Dorothy thought this in her mind as she scanned the words on the page in front of her, then she picked up the pen and continued to add content.

"Now that the Holy Cocoon has been in the hands of the Black Dream Hunters for such a long time, when will they be able to complete the guidance of the Holy Cocoon? Can you determine the progress of the Holy Cocoon's metamorphosis?"

"We have no way of knowing this. After the traitors from the Black Dream Hunters took control of the Holy Cocoon, they thought of various ways to isolate it from all external interference. So it is difficult for us to confirm the situation of the Holy Cocoon. However, according to Grandpa, if the Black Dream Hunters had released the anti-guidance, the Holy Cocoon should have already emerged. They probably encountered some trouble during the process of emerging."

The little fox's answers continued to appear on the pages of the book in front of Dorothy. After reading it, Dorothy nodded and continued to write.

"Thank you for your information. I think it will be very helpful to us. By the way, you also said before that the pseudo-moths of the Black Dream Hunter Group have made unusual movements. Can you tell me in detail what happened?"

"As for this... Actually, we can't go into too much detail. My grandfather has some means of detecting the movements of the Black Dream Hunters to a certain extent, but it is far from enough to detect all the information of the Black Dream Hunters. This time, my grandfather detected that all the false moths he knew were transferred at the same time. Such a large-scale and simultaneous scene of the Black Dream Hunters has never appeared before, so my grandfather guessed that they might be preparing for a big operation.

"Grandpa is very worried about the large-scale abnormal movements of Black Dream in the past few days, so he decided to tell you more information to see if you can find out something based on the information you have here?"

The little fox's answers continued to appear in front of Dorothy. Seeing her words, Dorothy immediately remembered one of the illusions that the goddess Mirror Moon had shown her last time in Igwinter, which seemed to contain the existence of the holy cocoon. In addition to those illusions, Mirror Moon also gave some guidance on the subject. Is there any connection between them?

After thinking for a while, Dorothy touched her chin, then picked up the pen and wrote on the page in front of her.

"Tivian, their target may be Tivian."

"Tivian? That's the place... where some world expo will be held soon. How did you know about this location? You really have information about the Black Dream Hunters..." The little fox's reply appeared in front of Dorothy, with a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect that Dorothy really had information about the Black Dream. Dorothy continued to write in response.

"As for why we confirmed this point in Tivian, you can tell your grandfather that this is the 'Revelation of the Moon' and it is definitely not groundless. If you trust us, you can set off now and rush to Tivian. Many of our people are already in place here. We hope to get your help in dealing with the Black Dream Hunters. And please act quickly. It is best to get here before the World Expo."

Dorothy listened to the little fox and wrote in response. The little fox seemed to think for a while before listening to Dorothy and writing in response.

"Okay, I'll tell my grandfather, and I'll respond to you as soon as he makes a decision."

"Well, then I will wait here for good news."

After the final response, Dorothy paused her conversation with the little fox, closed the "Sea Voyage" in front of her, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Is this the relationship between butterflies and moths? They are like a pair of twins in the making..."

Recalling the information revealed by the little fox before, Dorothy whispered with emotion, and then she began to extract the spirituality contained in this information, and obtained 14 points of "shadow" at once. Accumulating Dorothy's previous spirituality, her current spiritual situation has become like this.

38 cups, 29 stones, 38 shadows, 25 lights, 20 silence, 100 enlightenment.

'Apart from anything else, the news revealed by this little fox is quite important. His spiritual power increased so much all of a sudden. If this amount of spiritual power was converted into money to buy a ton of transmission, it would cost about 1,500 pounds. Now he can get it for free, which is pretty good.

Looking at her current spiritual state, Dorothy couldn't help but evaluate in her heart that now all the main spiritual powers she needed were very abundant, and she couldn't help but feel a little more at ease.

“Aaaaah…”

After reading so many books in one breath, Dorothy, who was already tired from the journey, felt a little sleepy for a moment. Now she planned to have a good rest tonight and go see some old friends tomorrow.

After stretching and yawning, Dorothy rubbed her eyes, put away all the books and "The Voyage of the Sea", stood up and walked away from the desk, preparing to ask her corpse to go out and buy a takeaway for her to eat, and then have a good sleep.

…

On a busy street somewhere in the northern part of Tivian.

During the day, Tivian Street was still bustling because of the nearby World Expo. On the street decorated with American flag ribbons, a band was marching and playing under the rhythmic command. Many people gathered on both sides of the busy street to watch. In many places, there were still stalls distributing Expo souvenirs.

"These souvenirs are well made. If they were sold directly, they could fetch a little money. But now they are given away. The royal family is really generous. It must have cost a lot to give away so many. Isn't it a bit of a loss?"

On the side of the street, Greg, wearing a shirt and jacket, was holding a souvenir cup he had just received. He looked at the logo of the expo on it and commented. Beside him, Dorothy, wearing a light blue dress, bare-leg sandals and a sun hat, responded.

"If enough things are produced, the cost can be reduced through economies of scale. The government has produced so many, the cost of each product can be spread out a lot, and the factory that produces these things is right next to Tivian, so there is also a lot of savings in the transportation link. So although it costs money to produce these souvenirs, it is not too much. It can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket in the government's expenditure on the expo, and it can only be regarded as a small part of the advertising expenditure. Compared with the cost of the Crystal Palace they built for this expo, it is nothing at all."

Dorothy explained to Greg, and after listening to it, Greg thought for a while and couldn't help but answer with a smile.

"Economy of scale...cost...ha, Dorothy, you are now speaking in a very coherent way, like a scholar. Even someone like me who is not very cultured is a little confused when listening to you, but I just feel that it is very impressive.

"Sure enough, Tivian's school is really good. It can teach you like this, Dorothy, like a real scholar. At first, I thought that your school here often organized activities such as school trips, visits to famous schools, and research trips, which made you go to other places all the time. You went to more outings than our cross-county missions, and you didn't concentrate on studying in school. I was worried that your grades would have problems... Now it seems that it won't happen at all.

"The education method of Tivian's prestigious school is different from other schools. Students are not just kept in the classroom to study hard. This is the difference."

Greg said this to Dorothy with a smile, which seemed to have eased some of the worries in his heart. Dorothy beside him also responded with a smile.

"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles is the key to becoming a cultured scholar. It is not enough to just study behind closed doors. It is necessary to practice and broaden your horizons while constantly traveling. If I were only satisfied with being a clerk or teacher as Greg said before, I would not have to go through so much trouble. But now I have a bigger ambition, so simply reading is definitely not enough to meet my needs. Various 'practical research' is also necessary."

"Oh... being a waiter or a teacher is no longer your ambition, Dorothy. What do you want to do in the future? A university professor? That's really amazing. It's a real upper-class profession. If you can really become a professor in the future, I don't know how happy you will be." Greg said curiously after listening to Dorothy's recent speech, while Dorothy continued to respond with a mysterious smile.

"Well... I haven't thought about it specifically yet. Professor was one of the options before, but I'm not so interested in it recently. But I still have a long time to graduate and have plenty of time to plan. There's no need to rush." ​​Dorothy responded to Gregor and said in her heart that she had passed the stage of "professor of occult studies" and did not think of becoming a professor as her goal.

"Is that so? Then Dorothy, remember to tell me what you plan to do in the future. I, your brother, am looking forward to your future very much." After listening to Dorothy's words, Greg couldn't help but smile and said, and Dorothy also responded.

"Are you looking forward to it? Then if I go out for activities in the future, you don't have to ask too many questions, and you don't have to worry about my studies or safety." Dorothy continued to talk to Greg, and Greg responded.

"Ha, I trust you on study issues, and I won't ask you any more questions in the future. As for safety issues, I still have to ask a few questions. After all, you are only fifteen years old now, and I have to ask about them."

Gregor responded to Dorothy, and then the brother and sister began to walk and chat as they did in the past. As they walked, they stopped under a huge poster hanging on the street, and then looked at the poster together. Painted on the poster was a huge palace building made of glass and steel frames. This was the main venue building of the Tivian Expo, the "Crystal Palace" built by the Pritt family at a great cost.

"The opening ceremony of the Expo will be in two days. I heard there will be some wonderful performances. Dorothy, do you want to go and see it?"

Standing under the poster, Greg looked up at the scene on the screen above and couldn't help but speak, while Dorothy beside him nodded in response.

"We should go and have a look, right? After all, it's a rare opportunity, isn't it? By the way, Greg, what about you? Are you going to the opening ceremony as well? You won't have to work that day, will you?"

"Me? I do have a shift that day, but luckily my security company received a security mission for the venue that day, so I will go there as a security guard. Although I can't watch the opening ceremony with you, I will still be there."

Listening to Dorothy's questions and Greg's silent answers, Dorothy nodded slightly and continued speaking.