I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 102 The Only Sleeper

Wyatt reduced Gustav's dream to the size of the Sky City. He then relied on his status as two apostles to forcibly lock the weight of his own authority and finally successfully opened the Sky City.

The dream outside the floating island was completely torn apart by him, and all the dreamers who fell into the hazy boundary returned to reality.

This does not pose any danger. After all, the haziness that the dreamer experiences before entering the dream is actually the so-called boundary.

Wyatt simply advanced the time of leaving the dream.

In addition, this dream will no longer be open to any outsiders.

The dream event is over.

All the dreamers woke up from their dreams. To them, it was no different from a nightmare in which they were sweating all over.

The better condition is just a faster heartbeat and loss of sleepiness.

Those in worse situations, such as the unfortunate guy who was eaten all night, need the help of the church.

Rowling opened her eyes with difficulty. Everything in front of her was blurry, but her vision gradually came into focus, and finally the world in her eyes became clear again.

There was just a circle of heads surrounding him, and the scene was somewhat horrifying.

"you're awake?"

"Uh...yeah, I'm awake."

"Oh my! That's great. That's scary."

Rowling's attending physician patted his chest, looking relieved.

In addition, the nurses, priests, and even Hart in the room were all saying words like "Thank God" and "Praise the Goddess".

It was as if they had just finished a surgery in which they were racing against death.

Rowling's head was a little confused, so she had no idea what to do now.

Hart also keenly noticed Rowling's doubts, so he sat down beside the bed and answered her questions.

It turned out that just half an hour ago, the pollution index in Rowling's body suddenly rose sharply, and the discount representing the pollution index suddenly flew out of the monitoring screen.

The nurse on duty in the room at the time had never seen such a scene before, so she immediately called the attending doctor and the priest.

Unfortunately, they had never seen such a scene before, so the first thing they did was not to call upon the holy white stone or use other methods to reduce the pollution index, but to order the knights of the defense team to surround the room immediately.

Upon hearing the news, Hart immediately rushed to Rowling's room. He and the chief priest worked together to suppress the rise of pollution. Even with the assistance of a large number of holy white stones, it was of no avail.

The effect of the attending physician's medicine was also a drop in the bucket, and everyone did what they could at least three times.

Finally, the attending priest led a group of devout believers of the goddess in the room to pray, which was considered as giving up on treatment.

Fortunately, after that, the pollution index fell precipitously, just as suddenly as its previous rise.

After that, Rowling woke up quickly.

"So this is what happened?"

"Yeah, everyone was sweating." Hart's voice was trembling a little, "Luckily you are safe, what happened in the dream?"

Just as Rowling was about to speak, a rash nurse burst into the room.

She looked embarrassed and anxiously called the names of the attending doctor and the priest, asking them to go next door.

"What happened? Why are you so anxious? The director should have woken up early."

"Come here quickly, the situation is urgent!"

The doctor and the priest left the room without delay.

Looking at this strange scene, Rowling had a bad feeling in her heart.

In the dream, Wyatt did not come back all night. I wonder if something happened to him.

He is the commander of this extraordinary event and the person she obeys. She will not allow anything to happen to the commander no matter what.

Rowling lifted the quilt. Fortunately, her body was not as weak as she had imagined. She did not even have time to put on her slippers. She pushed aside the many nurses and rushed out.

Wyatt's room was only separated from his own by a wall. He could touch the door handle of Wyatt's door by just turning a corner.

She expected to see Wyatt sitting calmly on the bed, leaning against a soft pillow, chatting and laughing with Adjutant Helen.

But in fact it doesn't.

The room was filled with medical staff and priests gathered around the bed.

Dorothy stood by the door unwillingly like a child being punished, looking at the crowd around the bed from afar, clenching her fists and unable to do anything. Hetty was rarely serious, she stayed by Wyatt's bed, checking Wyatt's body in every possible way, looking for a way to wake her up.

Helen was pushed to the outside of the crowd. Through the gaps, Rowling could see Helen's expression of neither sadness nor joy.

Although she had not spent too much time with her, Rowling really did not expect that the serious and capable adjutant would show such an expression.

It's a bit too lonely.

Rowling did not see Wyatt at the first sight, nor indeed afterwards.

There were so many people surrounding him that Rowling couldn't see what was happening in the center of the crowd.

Wyatt didn't sit up, he just lay there.

He didn't wake up.

Hart, who arrived late, almost bumped into Rowling at the door. He was very worried about Rowling's physical condition. When he found Rowling standing there in a daze, he subconsciously looked towards the direction of the bed.

Hart also understood what was happening here.

"Director Wyatt didn't wake up?! How is this possible!"

Hart walked sideways, walked quickly to the bed, and stood on tiptoe at the edge of the crowd.

He also wants to help.

"Hey, you are the knight, right?"

The voice came from below and to the right of Rowling.

The voice was mixed with anger, like the roar of a lion.

Rowling looked towards the source of the sound and saw Dorothy with a gloomy face.

"You are that guy's famous bodyguard, right? How come you came back safely? But he didn't wake up! What on earth happened in that damn dream?!"

"I...I don't know. Director Wyatt didn't come back all night..."

"Then what are you doing? Did you leave him alone?"

"I am protecting ■■■■"

!!!

Rowling couldn't say Ned's name.

She then remembered what Wyatt had said.

"You can't even pronounce her name."

Rowling felt very dazed and realized that she didn't even have the right to defend herself at this moment.

Dorothy was outraged by her behavior.

"You separated from him, right? Aren't you her bodyguard? Why did you separate from him? Why was it you who entered the dream with him? Why not me?!"

"Dorothy!"

Helen's scolding interrupted Dorothy's questioning.

Dorothy gasped and glanced at Helen, who was standing at the other end of the bed.

She snorted unwillingly, then pushed Rowling away and left the room angrily.

Rowling leaned against the door in a trance, saying nothing.

Helen was very depressed after such an accident and farce.

But she had to face the current situation.

Wyatt did not return from his dream, and the four institutes needed a caretaker.

When Wyatt went to the Wasteland Territory before, she was the one who managed the four institutes. Logically, she should not feel panicked.

But now she felt uneasy.

Helen looked at Wyatt sleeping peacefully on the bed, feeling mixed emotions.

She understood why she was uneasy.

Because her confidence is sleeping.

(End of this chapter)