From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 326 The Wonderful Journey of Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze
In the deepest part of the ocean of the subconscious, stands a magnificent church of bones.

A black-haired boy, about ten years old and dressed in a sharp suit, frowned deeply as he looked at the church that had suddenly appeared in his dream and exuded an eeriness.

"Heh, interesting." A cold smile curved the boy's lips, and a dangerous glint appeared in his pure golden eyes: "Pulling me into a dream is a very dangerous thing."

As he spoke, his golden eyes burst forth with a light far surpassing that of stars, intense yet cold, yet scorching and boiling.

How dare they drag him into the dream? Don't they know that in the dream, he is the ruler?

"Break free from this mere dream!"

The boy, like a supreme being, uttered some cringeworthy, childish words.

However, the calm continued, and as time passed, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged.

"It didn't work?!"

The boy's pupils contracted slightly; this was the first time in history that he had been unable to manipulate his dream.

Just then, another figure suddenly appeared beside the boy.

"Huh? That's strange. Wasn't I playing a game?" The boy who suddenly appeared had delicate features, but his hairstyle was a bit disheveled. He scratched his head, looked at the strange scene around him, and muttered, "Where am I? Am I dreaming? This feeling is so strange."

"Brother?!"

The boy stared at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a look of shock on his face.

"It's you again, Lu Mingze!" The boy, who only noticed the boy at this moment, widened his eyes in surprise and exclaimed, "It was you who did this, wasn't it?!"

To be honest, his acquaintance with Lu Mingze only happened in the last few days. This boy always appeared in his dreams, saying things that he couldn't understand at all.

He keeps rambling on about trading souls, waiting for him to feel hopeless about the world, and so on.

The problem is, no matter how you look at it, Lu Mingfei is just an ordinary high school student, and he doesn't need to make a deal with the devil about his soul.

In short, the little devil named Lu Mingze lived in his dream.

“I’m sorry, brother.” Lu Mingze shrugged and said, “This time it wasn’t me who was up to it; it was someone else.”

"Huh? Not you?"

Lu Mingfei expressed strong doubt, with nine out of ten people disbelieving him.

“Although I am the devil, I never lie, brother.” Lu Mingze frowned slightly, his cute little face showing an extremely solemn expression: “Besides, my taste is not that bad. To build a church with corpses is really quite perverse.”

"So what should we do now?"

Lu Mingfei had never seen anything like this before. His legs trembled, and he stammered, "Could it be your boss's headquarters, or some kind of Satan's headquarters?"

"Maybe they're just worried about my recent poor performance?"

Lu Mingze sneered, showing no fear whatsoever, and strode straight into the mysterious Church of Bones: "Let's go, brother. Since they invited us, we can't just not go and take a look."

"Uh, can we not go in? I just mean, this church looks really ominous!" Lu Mingfei was a little scared and instinctively didn't want to go in.

After all, what respectable church is built with corpses?
The terrifying art style alone is like the underworld, possessing a unique beauty that can only be reached after death.

"Unless, brother, you want to stay here forever." Lu Mingze shrugged and said, "I don't care, but you have to go to school tomorrow morning, right?"

"Such a niche term." Lu Mingfei was speechless. After all, going to school was an inescapable nightmare for high school students. In the end, he could only follow along dejectedly: "You're right, I have no words to say."

The two pushed open the massive doors and stepped into this mysterious hall.

The entire church is made from the bones of countless creatures. Several columns support the circular dome, and a dense circle of skulls surrounds it, staring down with empty eyes. On the colorful windows next to it, there are twisted and protruding human faces, which look extremely horrifying.

Directly opposite the entrance, deep within the church stands a massive cross, formed by the twisting and intertwining of pure bones.

It was such a terrifying scene, yet it inexplicably exuded a sacred aura.

Directly beneath the cross stood a weathered and ancient bronze table, flanked by several symmetrical bronze chairs, seemingly a place for discussion. However, the most peculiar element was the position of the main seat at the table—an enormous bronze chair, over ten meters tall, as if it were a seat for a giant. This bizarre and unsettling layout within the church caused even the little devil Lu Mingze to frown deeply.

As for Lu Mingfei, he was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he hid behind the little boy, shaking with fear.

"Um, I think we shouldn't go out so soon?"

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, looking around at the strange structure, feeling a sense of unease.

"Go out? Go where?" Lu Mingze said calmly, "Brother, calm down. Even if we get out of here, we won't be able to return to the real world."

The structure of this dream is quite bizarre; his authority is unshakeable, a situation that has never occurred before.

In the past, he was the master in dreams, able to manipulate them at will, almost omnipotent.

But now this authority seems to have been sealed away.

"They come, the security."

Lu Mingze said calmly, "Since we can't get out anyway, let's calm down and see what this guy is planning to do."

With that, he took the lead and walked into the depths of the church.

"Hey, wait for me, Lu Mingze, don't leave me alone!" Lu Mingfei was scared, but he was even more afraid of being left behind.

Isn't that how ghost movies are always portrayed?

People who insist on acting alone usually don't end up well.

Unlike Lu Mingfei's timid and hesitant demeanor, Lu Mingze showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he admired the Church of Bones and even boldly reached out to touch it. Staring at the skeletons on the pillars, he rubbed his chin and commented, "Strange, the skeletons here don't belong to any known creatures."

"What do you mean?"

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then asked.

“Brother, you studied biology, so you should know about the Three Domains System, right?” Lu Mingze’s eyes were pale gold as he gazed at the skeletons and gently stroked them with his fingers. “In the evolutionary tree of life, it is roughly divided into the Bacterial Domain, the Archaea Domain, and the Eukaryotic Domain, but there is actually a fourth domain.”

"what?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, looking ashamed; in reality, he didn't know.

"Brother, pay attention in class and don't keep focusing on Chen Wenwen."

Lu Mingze chuckled, then withdrew his finger, his face turning serious. He said, "The key point is that the creatures that make up this church are not within the four known biological domains; they are things completely independent of living beings. Do you understand now?"

"You mean these are all devils?" Lu Mingfei was even more frightened.

"Never mind, whatever makes you happy."

Lu Mingze's lips twitched slightly, speechless and too lazy to explain, he continued to examine the bones.

Lu Mingfei wasn't interested in the horrifying skeletons. Bored, he walked over to the bronze table and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Hey, Lu Mingze, look here, there's a notebook!"

That shouldn't be the case. He just checked, where is there a notebook?

Lu Mingze had a bad feeling and quickly turned around to look. At the same time, he shouted loudly to stop Lu Mingfei's actions: "Don't touch it, brother!"

"Huh? I didn't touch it!"

Lu Mingfei immediately raised his hands to show that he was obedient.

Lu Mingze strode over and came to the bronze chair that looked like it was meant for a giant. He found that the bronze table, which had been empty just moments before, now had an ordinary notebook. The paper was yellowed, dry, and rough, like an antique made of sheepskin. The cover was black and had no words on it.

Tucked under the blackened cover of the notebook was an ordinary quill pen.

(End of this chapter)