While there is indeed danger, and it's not insignificant, the level of danger to life shouldn't be too high for relatively advanced alchemical creatures, especially since Wu You has another trump card: the system's beast pen.
With his own willpower and the Eye of the Observer's power, Wu You could hold out for a while. If a real crisis occurred, he could hold out for a fraction of a second and then put Best into the animal pen. No matter how bad his condition was, it wouldn't worsen once he was in the animal pen.
From this perspective, Wu You's initial definition of the "System Beast Pen" as a place to house alchemical creatures was incorrect; it was more like a life-saving pod.
However, Wu You did not tell this to the cat. As his strength in all aspects, especially his will, increased, the alchemical creatures also gradually developed will attributes, and their individuality increased day by day.
For example, there's Saraso's outstanding artistic talent, and then there's the incredibly popular Mach. The former has always been one of Wu You's most capable subordinates, ranking in the top three. As for the latter, to be honest, Wu You is almost at his breaking point. He's starting to want to "eat" the doll he's sculpting more and more, and it's just a matter of when he really can't hold back anymore.
Best, on the other hand, really does resemble some pet cats in some ways. Lately, he's been even more audacious than Saraso, taunting higher-level bosses is his norm, and bullying flowers and plants is his daily pleasure.
It's necessary to scare it a little, so it won't always act like the master comes first and the cat second.
"Come on, everyone, there's no need to prepare anymore. You can start dreaming now."
“Dream Eater, bring Best to your territory.”
The three tapirs, with their long, soft noses, looked at Best, who was grinning at them, with a憨厚 (honest and simple) expression that was both amused and not smiling.
Amidst a chorus of "Yes, sir!" and a mournful "Meow!", the dreamlike colors enveloped Best in a circle before fading away together.
The remaining alchemical creatures each found a comfortable spot and prepared to rest and dream.
Higher-level humanoid beings were much simpler; for example, Saraso simply lay down on the spot.
The fox demon Mu Keze transformed into two tails, resting his head on his soft, huge fox tails;
The goddess floated directly in the air;
Meanwhile, some of the dragon's subordinates collapsed amidst the rumbling sound of the earth cracking.
Most of the plants take root in the local area and transform into a truly tall vegetation.
...
Wu You had now focused his attention on perceiving the dream, and the scene he saw once again proved the strangeness of the Dream Realm.
It is almost unrestricted by space; this crystal wall world exists almost independently of the ordinary world, but the unique laws of the Dream's Narrow Space remain the same as those of the outside world.
This made Wu You somewhat doubt whether the Dream Gap was truly an ability that came with the Dream Eater he created, or whether such a strange space existed in itself, but the appearance of the Dream Eater allowed it to be intervened and materialized by his side at certain times, while usually remaining hidden outside the mainstream world space.
The powerful spiritual and physical will of high-level alchemical beings is almost materialized. They rarely dream under normal circumstances, and in the past, they didn't even dream at all. This was also a factor that Wu You initially thought alchemical beings lacked creativity and invention.
However, with the increased activity of emotions in recent years, "dreaming" is no longer the privilege of ordinary life forms. Alchemical creatures have also begun to exhibit dreaming phenomena, with the only exception being the dream tapir, which does not dream at all but eats and controls dreams.
At this moment, due to Wu You's order, all the high-ranking subordinates who came today, except for those whose real bodies were not present, fell asleep in a short time. Their dreams were very simple, all about the same thing—today's gathering.
Wu You's true form did not leave, but his gaze was already fixed on the Narrow Space of Dreams.
If we say that ordinary people's dreams are like colorful ribbons or bubbles of various shapes, constantly changing within the dream space, then color represents the quality of the dream, while size and texture represent its scale and depth.
At this moment, the dreams of these subordinates are like solid "small worlds" within the distorted dream space, forming a stark contrast with the environment outside the dream.
They are mostly beige, vary in size, and cluster together, with glimpses of dream content visible from their outer edges.
In this dream-scarce space, one can see other different dreams further away, which should be creatures that Wu You moved into this private world. One can even sense distant stars beyond a blurry barrier, wondering if they are dreams from the outside world.
The three Dream Eaters that came this time stayed in the center of a dream world. Their forms were more illusory and twisted than in the real world, and they could easily blend into the distorted space around them. In the middle of the three was the Night Owl Best, whose colors had become multicolored and whose form was a combination of solid, semi-solid and lines.
At this moment, Best wasn't too scared. Instead, he jumped around curiously, looking here and there, scratching at things, and was occasionally pulled back by a dream-eating tapir.
Wu You couldn't help but sigh, 'A cat is just a cat...'
"Gather these dreams together."
With this command, the three dream tapirs suddenly changed, as if countless rubber bands were stretched and twisted, becoming bizarre and grotesque. Their limbs efficiently fixed the surrounding dreamscape and dragged it over.
The contents of those beige-colored dreams were all quite similar, all related to today's gathering, so the dreams were essentially from the same source, which was also Wu You's request.
Because next, the dream tapirs will "merge" these dreams into a whole, transforming them into a sturdy ship.
Having lucid dreams is very easy for high-level alchemical beings, so they are now very conscious in their dreams and know how to control their dreams.
Soon, several dreams collided under the influence of the Dream Eater, but just as they were put together, the Dream Eater's mouth suddenly became blurred.
Then came a crisp chewing sound, like someone chewing a hard fruit candy. Then, the dream walls of the dreams collided, each missing a piece, causing them to merge together at the joint and gradually become a larger whole.
The other dreams were created in the same way, and soon, only a perfectly circular dream, many times larger than the largest dream at the beginning, remained in the center.
Interestingly, whenever the dreams merge, there are two conjured venues and two groups of alchemical creatures gathering. At this time, apart from the two dream self-identities, the other conjured objects will slowly merge together, and the two sides will have the opportunity to see themselves in each other's dreams for a short period of time.
"Holy crap! Is this how I look in your dreams?"
Saraso pointed exaggeratedly at himself in Mach's dream, the primordial demon conjured up by Mach's dream was not the handsome and dashing "magical heartthrob" of the real world at all.
Instead, it was a strange creature with a constantly shifting, lewd expression on its face, exceptionally long arms, extremely soft legs, and wings covered in cosmetics and various men's and women's clothing. To make matters worse, several large characters floated above its head: "Seductive and Shameless Bitch".
While Saraso is usually carefree, the images of other creatures in his mind are only slightly exaggerated but still quite similar to his true self, well, except for the cat whose tongue is excessively long.
As the dreams merged, the three dream-eaters worked together to forcefully push Best, who had entered from the physical world, into that one and only dream world.
At that moment, the entire dream bubble, which had turned back to a deep yellow and perfectly round shape, began to tremble violently, as if it could not bear the weight of Best.
"Damn it! Hold on, hold on, it's about to collapse!"
One of the dream-eating tapirs immediately let out a strange cry.
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