Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1161 The Valley of Dreams
I'm lucky, I found it so quickly.

Having crossed the boundary between the real world and the dream world and arrived at its destination, the All-Encompassing Celestial Cicada looked at the tiny crack, no wider than a human little finger, and the countless silhouettes floating and evolving in the silver droplets within that crack. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of its mouth.

"Let's go."

Raising its hand and beckoning behind it to indicate that their target was right in front of them, the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada closed its five eyes and moved closer to the tiny, vertical crack in front of it, which resembled human eyes.

"Shh..."

Accompanied by a strange sound like waves, the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada, which had actively approached the rift, suddenly shrank by billions of times, becoming a tiny existence that was almost impossible to observe with the naked eye.

The rift, which was originally so narrow that even a child's finger might not be able to fit through, suddenly expanded as he shrank, and like some strange living creature, it crawled out and spread into the infinitely wide void around him.

At the same time, the silver "droplets" in the tiny cracks also expanded countless times as the Wanwu Tianchan and the others actively participated, becoming the vast Milky Way stretching across the starry sky.

Countless blurry silhouettes with their eyes closed floated like corpses in the silver river. The figures, seemingly real yet illusory, rose and fell with the waves, occasionally letting out strange dreams before being quickly submerged and drowned by the silver river, becoming tiny and bizarre grains of sand.

Is this the Dream-Relieving Valley that the myriad cicadas of the universe spoke of?

Following behind the All-Knowing Cicada and the Crimson King, overlooking the magnificent world below where countless silhouettes floated, the raven, now dressed in a black robe, couldn't help but show an extremely complex expression on its face, as if it were shocked and disgusted at the same time. Rationally, it wanted to get closer, but instinctively, it wanted to stay away.

Keenly noticing the change in his emotions, the all-seeing cicada, or rather, the one swimming ahead, suddenly turned around and smiled at the thrush, asking gently:

"What's wrong? Are you amazed by this strange world?"

"It's very shocking..."

Gazing into the depths of the silvery river, at the countless crisscrossing, semi-transparent network of pipes, and at the strange, jellyfish-like creatures that descended through these pipes to the riverbed, devoured the dreamlike sand, and then transported it back through the pipes, the thrush asked, its eyes wide with awe:
"Your Excellency, the Celestial Cicada of All Things, are we really not entering a material plane now, but... a crevices in a person's brain?"

"The answer to your question... I can only say that both sides are correct."

Upon hearing this, the All-Encompassing Cicada smiled, turned back to continue clearing the path, and replied leisurely:
"The place we are entering now is both a fully-regulated material plane and the outer layer of the brain of the ruler who is as great as the [Father]."

"This this……"

"You've already come to this old land, so why are you still using outdated ways of thinking to understand the world?"

Looking at the raven beside him, who was so shocked he could barely speak, the Crimson King shook his head in disappointment and said:
"Didn't we tell you before? Not only are the rules of the Old Land different from those of the present world, but the creatures here cannot be understood using the same methods as those in the present world."

You and we are both gods born from humanity, so our appearance, cognition, language, and so on are all of the same origin as humans. But this does not mean that humanity is everything. There are countless different beings and planes in the Old Land, you must…”

"All right."

After waving his hand to stop the Crimson King's lecture, the seemingly delighted All-Encompassing Cicada smiled and smoothed things over:

"Our new Black King is still very young. He has almost never left the present world before. This is the first time in his life that he has ventured deep into the old land. It is normal that he is not used to these things. There is no need to be too harsh on him."

Furthermore, Crow, the Crimson King is right. You shouldn't try to understand this Dream Lord using human perspectives. It is different from humans, the mermaids of the Abyss Realm, and us true gods. It does not exist as a group.

The race born from this Dream Ruler is itself an entity formed from the convergence of countless wills; the brain we inhabit is the collective collection of all their 'kin.' While the seventh plane from which it originated is also a complete material plane, it has long since merged with this dream race, becoming part of this immensely vast brain itself.

After briefly explaining the situation of the Dream Master, seeing that the thrush still looked completely bewildered and clearly didn't quite understand, the All-Encompassing Cicada pondered for a moment, then explained as simply as possible:
"If you find it a bit hard to understand, you can think of this Dream Ruler as a being without a body, only a brain. And its brain is so huge that it has merged with the plane in which it was born, becoming the source of all dreams."

This means that all the dream worlds you've experienced—including the Time-Rending Mountains and the Abyss Realm of your past, and the abode of the "Father"—all originate from the brain of this Dream Master. And because of this, all dream worlds are actually interconnected… Do you understand?

"oh oh!"

Upon hearing the question from the all-knowing cicada, the thrush, its eyes gleaming with excitement, nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you for your explanation. I think I understood part of it."

"Which part?"

"Forehead……"

Unexpectedly, the cicada, a creature of all things, would check its "homework." After a slight hesitation, the thrush cautiously replied:
"Is this Dream Ruler's head really that big?"

"..."

Never mind, never mind.

Faced with the thrush's rather... conservative answer regarding its intelligence, the Heavenly Cicada's expression stiffened slightly. It simply gave up on explaining and instead ran towards its unknown destination with a dark face.

The Crimson King, following behind him, gave a somewhat helpless smile, then glanced down at the shimmering, dreamlike Milky Way, before finally saying with a look of disgust:
"This is really... no matter how many times I come here, this place still looks disgusting."

"what???"

"..."

Looking back at the thrush with a bewildered expression, the All-Knowing Cicada felt a slight itch in its heart, but couldn't resist the urge to "show off its knowledge," and explained with a straight face:

"The Crimson King didn't mean that the world itself was disgusting when he said that, but rather that he was very uncomfortable with the way the Dream Lord treated his people."

"A clansman? Isn't it some kind of individual?"

"This race is a collection of countless wills, but that doesn't mean there's only one will..."

After offering a somewhat troubled explanation, the All-Encompassing Cicada pointed to the silhouettes floating below and said:

"Those silhouettes that look like floating corpses below are the clansmen of the Dream Master."

In order to completely monopolize the entire 'brain', after reaching the source, the Dream Lord created a dream that would never end, stripping all his people of their minds, soaking them in it, and extracting their will as nourishment for himself through the dream.

"Never mind that, we can talk about it later... Crow, hurry up and use your [Disaster Avoidance] skill to sense whether the God of Food might pass through this Dreamy Abyss in the future?"

(End of this chapter)