Chapter 139 The Void Realm 5
"Why do you say that?" I realized what the number two small bowl referred to.
"When Mr. Number One and I first entered the Misty Dreamland, the giant was still awake. But shortly after the giant finished introducing the Misty Dreamland to us and fell asleep, a colorless and invisible ghost invaded this place," said Little Bowl Number Two. "This is just my intuition, but Mr. Number Three feels very similar to that ghost. If you were to use a black paintbrush to outline that ghost, it would look something like Mr. Number Three... That's my feeling."
So you just relied on intuition?
To be able to make such accurate judgments based on intuition is undoubtedly a remarkable level of perception that should not be underestimated.
I also believe that the ghost she and Number One were talking about is myself, but should I admit it? After careful consideration, I decided to take a step into the unknown.
Aside from my adventurous spirit, I also have an innate fondness for Little Bowl No. 2, a friend whom Ma Zao values immensely, and I want to confess to her.
It's ironic, really. I went to great lengths to deceive and mislead Asa, yet I felt an urge to be honest with Asa's friend, with this young girl. Even knowing she had the power to see through lies, and knowing I had the option to remain silent, I figured she wouldn't investigate further. Or is it that because I deceived Asa, some inexplicable force created a reaction, driving me to want to be sincere with Little Bowl Number Two?
"That's right, it's me."
"But why was Mr. Number Three in that form back then?" Little Bowl Number Two was even more puzzled.
"That's not under my control either."
As I spoke, I briefly described my first encounter with the fragments of the divine seal and my entry into the misty dream world.
"It sounds similar to what Mr. Number One and I experienced, except for the part where we turned into ghost form." Little Bowl Number Two pondered, "...Mr. Number Three, you just said that it took you a long time to get through the fog to the seating area...Could you tell me about that too?"
She seemed to have some ideas. Seeing this, I roughly described my second and this experience, wanting to see what conclusions she could draw from them.
After a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind about something, and then said, "Perhaps this misty dream is gradually locking onto you, just like it's locking onto us, Mr. Number Three."
"Locked up?" I asked curiously.
“Well, this is just my personal speculation…” she said. “The first time you entered the Misty Dream, you couldn’t even bring your body in; that was the most severe stage of being rejected by the Misty Dream. The second time, even though you brought your body in, you were still rejected by the mist and kept outside the core area where the giants were located until you traveled with other people who were not rejected, and only then did you successfully escape being lost.”
"And the third time, which is this time, although you didn't meet anyone else on the way and spent a lot of time along the way, you finally managed to reach the core area on your own."
"As you enter more often, the dream seems to be rejecting you more and more, as if this misty dream is gradually accepting your existence; or conversely, it can be seen as you gradually invading this dream."
"Although I don't know why you're the only one who's special, maybe next time, or the time after that, you'll be able to pass through the fog and enter the core area without any difficulty, just like us."
Hearing her say that, I began to feel that it might really be true. This line of thinking might be correct, and it also aligned with my previous feelings. For the Misty Dream Realm, I really am an outsider.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Number Three, you trusted me so much, but this is all I could analyze," said Number Two, Little Bowl, with a sense of shame.
“No, it’s okay. It’s just that I provided too few clues, and you also helped me see parts that I hadn’t seen before,” I said.
Although Little Bowl No. 2 is younger, her intelligence and interpersonal skills seem to surpass those of Asaho. Perhaps in the past, Little Bowl No. 2 not only received Asaho's protection but also provided support in devising strategies. One was responsible for literature, and the other for martial arts; the two little girls struggled to survive in the ruins of the apocalypse. That incredible scene left me mesmerized for a moment.
“Mr. Number Three, I have a favor to ask,” Little Bowl Number Two said cautiously. “Since Sister Asaho is with you now, and the Divine Seal Fragment can pull its holder into the Dream of the Mist… well…”
"You want me to lend her the fragment of the divine seal so she can meet you in her dreams?" I asked.
"Um, I'm sorry, that's just what I was thinking. I know it's not appropriate to ask you to lend the precious fragments of the divine seal to Asaha-neechan."
“You don’t need to apologize. Actually, she’s already tried, but it looks like she didn’t come in this time,” I said.
"Hmm? Since Sister Asaho is trying to enter, that means the Divine Seal Fragment is in her hands now, right? Why is it Mr. Number Three who's coming in?" she wondered. "Could it be that the Divine Seal Fragment can remotely pull its bound user into the Dream of the Mist, or...?"
Later on, although I couldn't see Xiaowan's expression clearly through the shadows, her eyes seemed to have become a little unsettling.
The girl, who looked to be about ten years old, said in a tactful tone, "Mr. Number Three, according to common sense, Asahi-neechan is actually still considered a young girl..."
"I know, I know. Nothing like what you're thinking happened between us." I immediately changed the subject. "Speaking of the Divine Seal Fragments, Little Bowl, do you know the power of the Divine Seal Fragments?"
She asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"
I explained the information I had gleaned from Number Five, and Number Two pondered, "...No, I have no recollection. Most of my memories are still jumbled up, and I need to spend time sorting them out...But that makes some things clear."
"What's the problem?" I asked.
“Although I can have a normal conversation with you, Mr. Number Three, in the dream world, I have lost my conscious mind due to the demonic possession. In a dangerous environment where countless strange things are lurking around, a little girl like me who has lost her mind should not have survived for even a few hours, let alone several days. But the fact is that I am still alive,” she said. “Perhaps it is because I unconsciously used the so-called power of the divine seal fragments in the real world that I was able to escape danger.”
Ma Zao would be very happy to hear about this. Since the power of the Divine Seal Fragment was able to protect Xiao Wan's life when she lost her mind, it would be even more effective once she recovered.
I may not be able to know what the power of the Divine Seal Fragment is for the time being; I can only wait until Little Bowl No. 2 enters the Dream of the Mist again to tell me.
"By the way, Xiaowan, since you can see through lies, could you do me a favor?"
“Mr. Number Three, please tell me. As long as it’s within my power, I will do my best,” she said very seriously.
“This matter is related to my and Mazao’s recent activities in the real world. We encountered a person who claims to be the creator of monsters…” I briefly explained my situation, “…Now, I suspect that Number One may be Ying Lingyun, so I need your help to test whether he is Ying Lingyun himself.”
“Ying Lingyun is a high-ranking decision-maker in the evil organization and is likely to have clues about the impending doom. He is Ma Zao’s target. I will not ask you to probe for information about other parts of Number One, just confirm whether he is Ying Lingyun.”
Considering that Number One had shown her kindness, I didn't want her to feel guilty about it, so I added a few more words.
Little Bowl Number Two shook his head slightly and earnestly advised, "Mr. Number Three, you are my savior and also Sister Asaho's most important partner. So you don't need to worry about my feelings. Whatever you want me to do, I'm willing to do it for you."
After exchanging some other information, we turned back. There was no need to worry about getting lost in the gray fog; Little Bowl No. 2 would guide us. We quickly returned to the seating area.
The situation on the grounds was different from when we left; there was another unfamiliar visitor. He seemed to be a newcomer, so as usual, we called him "Number Six."
The moment I saw it, I knew it was special.
He was strong and imposing, reminiscent of an ancient general; just standing there, he exuded an aura of profound composure and unyielding strength.
More importantly, I sensed a colossal presence emanating from him. While it's impossible to compare him to Xuanming No. 4 at the moment, one thing is very clear: he is a behemoth standing on the same level as Xuanming No. 4.
In other words, he is also a powerful figure at the level of Great Impermanence!
Is he the Great Impermanence of Luoshan? Or is he a "Great Impermanence of Heretics" from outside Luoshan?
He was currently facing off against Xuanming, number four. The two stood at opposite ends of the field, a considerable distance apart, staring at each other in silence. To avoid being caught in the crossfire, the others kept their distance and silently observed their movements.
The moment I stepped onto the court with number two, number six suddenly turned around, his sharp gaze fixed directly on me.
"And who are you?" he asked warily.
“I am number three,” I said.
"Number Three? Hmph..." This figure, who seemed to be the Great Impermanence, had a rather bad temper, but he didn't lash out on the spot. Instead, he pointed to the giant beside him, "Where is he?"
"Zero," I said.
"Then you can call me Number Six for now." He then looked at Number Four, Xuanming, "Xuanming, don't think I'll let you off the hook."
Number Four, Xuanming, seemed to ignore it completely, turning his head back to continue observing the giant. Number Six, seemingly somewhat provoked, walked towards Number Four, Xuanming.
I went over to number one and asked, "What's going on with them?"
"Who knows. Number Six just arrived too. He recognized Xuanming as soon as he came over, and then they confronted each other." Number One glanced at Number Two, Xiaowan, who was following behind me, and then said to me, "You seem to have very powerful strength... I still find it hard to believe that the apocalyptic era really exists. Since you say that you and she are from the same era, do you have any plans to protect her later?"
"The end of the world?"
Upon hearing this conversation, Number Six immediately stopped in his tracks, his gaze shifting back and forth between me and Number Two.
(End of this chapter)
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