I can find treasures in my dreams.

The Ice Soul World.

Dart Ice Castle.

The so-called "ice fortresses" are the cities of the Ice Spirits. Their overall shape is usually spherical or egg-shaped, and each ice fortress is naturally a heavily fortified stronghold.

The road network inside the Ice Fortress is extremely complex, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to figure it out except for the Ice Souls who live there.

Using the most junior executive officers as nodes, the Ice Souls can quickly organize defense teams and rely on a complex transportation network to resist all invading enemies.

In the early days of the Ice Soul Civilization's arrival in the primordial world, the Ice Soul people relied on the Ice Fortress to successfully survive those difficult years.

As time went on, the population of the Ice Soul Civilization grew larger and larger, and the ice fortress became increasingly complex.

While the complex structure is advantageous for defense, it also presents many inconveniences in daily life.

The lower levels of the Ice Castle, in particular, suffer from problems with ventilation, lighting, transportation, and garbage disposal, resulting in a generally dirty and chaotic living environment.

Like most civilized worlds, the Icefox society has a strict hierarchical system.

The poor live in the lower class with harsh conditions, ordinary people live in the middle class with average conditions, and the upper class belongs to the warriors and those with superpowers.

The size of this Dart Ice Castle is enough to rank it among the top thirty in the world.

The population settled here has reached an astonishing 60 million.

at this time.

Alre, the highest-ranking knight and the highest-ranking garrison commander of Dart Ice Fortress, was staring coldly at thousands of Ice Soul Poor people in a square in a residential area on the lower level of the ice fortress.

Given Alre's status, he probably would never have entered the lower levels of the Ice Fortress in his lifetime.

But something happened inside the Ice Castle today that forced him to condescend and come to the polluted lower level.

This matter itself is not a big deal, but its significance is extraordinary.

Starting yesterday, an organization called the "Equal Rights Association" suddenly appeared in most of the residential areas on the lower level of the Ice Castle.

The organization's aim is to fight for the interests of the poor through peaceful struggle, such as improving their living conditions and obtaining more food rations.

According to incomplete statistics, more than 200 million poor people have joined the association in just a few days.

This morning, the Equal Rights Association organized its first peaceful work stoppage.

Workers responsible for garbage removal in the middle section of the Ice Castle staged a collective work stoppage to protest against "the long-standing deliberate neglect of the poor by the authorities, leaving them to live in dire conditions."

Alre understood all too well that no matter how strong a fortress is, it can be breached from within.

A peaceful rally taking place in this square is a dangerous sign of "breaching the fortress from within."

Alre exuded an extremely sharp aura, his gaze sweeping across each face like a sharp sword.

Every impoverished person he swept over lowered their head in fear.

Two seconds passed.

Alre said in a very authoritative tone, "Someone tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

No one answered.

Thousands of people dared not move.

Alre was quite pleased that "his authority had intimidated so many people," and he softened his tone slightly: "The Ice Fortress has protected the weak like you, allowing you to survive safely. Without the Ice Fortress, you would all have perished in various dangers, so you should be grateful to this city and its administrators, not ungratefully oppose the Ice Fortress."

He paused, then issued an ultimatum in a cold tone: "Now I'm giving you a chance. If you can name the organizer, I'll let the others off the hook."

A commotion immediately broke out among the poor.

Alre thought that soon some cowardly poor people would come forward to report him.

But the truth surprised him.

Half a minute passed, and the crowd grew increasingly silent.

Alre frowned, preparing to order his subordinates to use their supernatural abilities to find the organizer from the crowd.

An elderly poor man suddenly stepped out from the crowd and said loudly, "Honorable knight, with your status and strength, you should know why we are gathered here, right?"

Alre was slightly annoyed by what he heard.

You lowly commoner, what right do you have to question this knight?!
He considered ordering the old man to be arrested, but a glance at the large group of silent poor people made him swallow back the words he was about to say.

Doing so would only breed more resentment and damage one's reputation. The best course of action would be to wait until things had calmed down before secretly sending someone to kill the old man.

Alre asked in a condescending tone, "I don't know. Perhaps you can tell me why you've gathered here."

The old man, undaunted, declared loudly, "We have gathered not because we want to fight the Ice Fortress, but because we have all experienced a magical dream in which we saw true hope."

Alre narrowed his eyes, a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and asked, "What hope do you see?"

The old man's expression was full of hope: "We see that whether rich or poor, as long as they are sick, they can receive the most timely medical treatment and care, and the poor will not have to endure the pain of illness."

"We see that children from all families, whether poor or rich, can receive a good education, and children with outstanding talents will not lose the best education because of poverty."

"We also see that everyone has a clean, tidy and convenient living environment, and there is a sufficient supply of food anytime and anywhere, so the poor do not often suffer from hunger."

"We also see that the more children poor people have, the more government assistance they receive, so that poor people can raise their children without worry, instead of watching their children starve to death."

The poor people present not only dreamed of the above-mentioned life, but also personally experienced such a life in their dreams.

Upon hearing "official funding," Alre was so angry that he laughed: "That's utter nonsense. Ice Castle and the government don't owe you anything. On the contrary, you owe Ice Castle and the government the favor of their protection."

The high-ranking knight paused for a moment, then rebuked, "Every Ice Soul person must learn to support themselves, instead of just thinking about being a parasite."

"If you want to have more children, that's fine, but you must work hard to support them instead of leaving the responsibility of raising them to Iceberg!"

Alre's tone grew increasingly stern: "I see your only dream is laziness; you are a disgrace to the Ice Soul Civilization!"

The old man's face flushed red: "No! We have never been lazy. Everyone in the lower levels of the Ice Fortress is working hard."

“We work far more hours than the people in the upper and middle floors of the Ice Castle every day, yet many of us still can’t get enough to eat, can’t support our children, can’t afford medical treatment, and can’t provide our children with a good education.”

The old man raised his arm and said, "This is not our fault, but the way the world distributes resources is wrong. Some people have taken more than they deserve."

Alre suddenly got stuck.

The knight opened his mouth, wanting to refute the old man's words, but he didn't know how to refute the statement, "He works the longest hours, yet he doesn't get enough to eat."

He suddenly realized that the "enemy that triggered the nightmare crisis" mentioned by the Holy Heaven Palace was actually threatening the stability of the Ice Soul Civilization by instilling false dreams into the poor.

This is even more terrifying than killing hundreds of knights of this civilization. (End of Chapter)