Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1175 Your Dream, My Dream, His Dream

grandfather……

Seeing the white-bearded old man's expression become somewhat cautious, Frederica opened her mouth, but seemed unsure how to answer for a moment, so she pursed her lips and shook her head slightly.

"That's it..."

Looking at his "granddaughter" in front of him, the white-bearded old man nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, and then smiled somewhat helplessly:
"No wonder I felt like I was suddenly controlled, and I was just knocked down with a thud. Your silly brothers also started acting crazy. Turns out it was all your doing."

By the way, Frederica, since you're different now, are the legends left by our ancestors true? Will the Holy Land bring hope to the Saintess? And hope itself…”

"Hope itself is the future saint, and the will of the present saint will be permanently exchanged with her future self, and from which she will receive revelation from the future."

After finishing the old man's words, Frederica slightly opened her mouth, and a small, lighthouse-shaped mark appeared on the tip of her tongue, slowly and steadily rotating.

"this is?"

"This is the lighthouse atop Mount Huan Shi, the only secret rune in the old land that can illuminate all of time, and it is also what I hope will guide me to find in the future."

After briefly explaining the origin of the lighthouse mark, Frederica withdrew her pale pink tongue and hesitated before speaking:

"Grandfather, I see in the future..."

"Okay, you don't need to tell me these things."

After interrupting Frederica, the white-bearded old man chuckled and said:

"The ancestors said that the revelation is only for you, and only you can know it. Anyone who tries to peek at it will suffer disaster. Aren't you trying to harm me by talking to me about the future?"

"..."

Too……

Looking at her grandfather, who, just as she remembered, had chosen not to listen to the future, Frederica paused for a moment, then nodded without saying anything. The white-bearded old man, after glancing at her, couldn't help but ask with some concern:
"Child, are you doing well in the future?"

Am I alright?

Upon hearing her grandfather's question, Frederica bit her lip, then shook her head slightly and said:

"I'm doing... well, actually, but... um... am I about to wake up again?"

"what?"

"nothing……"

After shaking her head at her bewildered grandfather, Frederica, whose face looked somewhat gloomy, reached out and gently hugged her hunched grandfather in the suddenly dimly lit room, then slowly closed her eyes.

Then, just like countless times before, the once familiar world before my eyes began to crack, then was crushed by the powerful reality, and finally turned into countless tiny fragments of memory, falling into the boundless darkness between reality and dreams.

As the dream was completely swallowed by the pitch-black world, an incredibly dazzling white light shone down, illuminating Frederica, who stood with her eyes closed in an embracing posture, and "outlining" her from the void after the dream shattered.

Your turn is next!
The gloomy expression she had before leaving the dream had vanished without a trace. Looking at Leon, who had once again infiltrated her dream and caused chaos, only to emerge acting as if nothing had happened, Frederica gritted her teeth. She then removed the [Dream Butterfly] from between her eyebrows and handed it to Leon, snorting through her nose:

"continue?"

"Ah, okay." Leon, who was still figuring out how to increase trust in order to gather information, responded, then reached out and took the [Dream Butterfly] and placed it between his eyebrows, closing his eyes to continue pondering.

Frederica's subconscious resistance ultimately stemmed from a lack of trust in me. And when it comes to trust, it's all about building a bond, letting her lower her guard... Hmm... Speaking of bonds...

Started again?
Watching Leon relax and drift into a dream, breathing softly and evenly, Frederica took a deep breath, then roughly slapped him on the forehead, once again activating the [Dream Butterfly] that could intervene in other people's dreams.

If you're unlucky, you'll have to jump at least a hundred times to reach your destination. I don't believe you can have fifty or more dreams in a row and still not reveal your secret in any of them!

With the intention of prying into Leon's secrets, Frederica gritted her teeth, picked up the [Dream Butterfly], placed it between her eyebrows, and then transformed into a butterfly once again, chasing after Leon's dream.

“Fu.”

When Frederica opened her eyes again, she found Leon, now sporting blond hair and three small mustaches on each cheek, tightly hugging her shoulders and speaking earnestly:

“Your Uchiha clan is basically wiped out, and so is our Uzumaki clan; your whole family was killed by your father’s son, and my whole family was killed by my father’s disciple; and now your father’s son is even hanging out with my father’s disciple, this is the fate between us!”

Since we're so destined to be together, shouldn't we spend more time together and try to build... oh right! An unbreakable bond? Like, a mutual trust level greater than 90, where we can confidently confide all our secrets to each other?

"???"

……

No way... what kind of crazy dreams does this person have?!

After struggling out of Leon's dream for the thirty-sixth time, Frederica couldn't help but shudder as she recalled the Vegeta in the dream, who was shouting "Kakafut!" and rushing over with a strange gem earring, insisting on merging with her to fight Majin Pudding.

Ever since he asked his dream self about "trust level" last time, that damn bastard has been bewitched by something, and his dreams have become even more bizarre and... full of homoerotic undertones.

What about Uchiha Fu and Uzumaki Subaru, what about Kakafut and Vegeta, what about Steel Egg Man and Captain Furong... Often, as soon as you enter his dream, before you even understand the situation, you will be forced into some kind of strange interpersonal relationship.

As for the worlds he dreamed of, each one was more abstract than the last…

There are strange villages where people with extraordinary strength fight each other to the death just to get a mission from a group of ordinary people; there are purple garlic plants that have an unusual object that can grant any wish, but insist on killing half of the living people to ensure they have enough resources, and so on.

What's the point of all this?!

Exhausted by Leon's bizarre and distorted dreams, yet unable to uncover even the slightest secret, Frederica grew somewhat numb and began to hesitate about whether to stop watching his strange dreams and just let it go.

However, just as she was hesitating whether to give up, Leon, who had lost a one-on-one fight against Majin Pudding because Kakaft in his dream would rather die than merge with her, woke up and couldn't help but look at her with disappointment and sighed heavily with regret.

"..."

What did you mean by that sigh? Huh? So you couldn't beat Demon Pudding, and you're blaming me in the dream for not wanting to merge with you? You...you...

……

What kind of bizarre and terrifying dreams are these?

After its shattered will returned to the Valley of Dreams, it was blasted to pieces by something called a "Spirit Bomb." The Valley of Dreams ruler, who almost failed to escape, was enraged and spread its will, turning the once peaceful Valley of Dreams into a mess.

No way... who has over thirty dreams in a row, each with a completely different identity? Which dream is the core of his consciousness?!
(End of this chapter)