American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 468: The Dream of a Thousand Cats, Clark's Shock!

"Actually, Clark, I'm not worried."

Peter put his hand on Clark's shoulder to comfort him.

"Because of what? Godfather."

"Because I am now also another form of Dream God."

Peter said to him: "After possessing the three magical instruments of the God of Dreams, I also have the power to control dreams. Although I am not the Endless God, I now have more control over dreams than anyone else."

"Really? I never heard you mention that, Godfather."

Clark said, somewhat confused.

He had rarely heard Peter talk about the dream world before, and he had no idea of ​​the extent of power the Godfather possessed in dreams.

“This is not something that needs to be promoted.”

Peter was not lying. After possessing the magic weapon of the Sandman, he did become the God of Dreams in some ways.

"Everything related to artistic creation, including novels, poems, myths, etc., falls under the jurisdiction of dreams. I can clearly see and inspire the artistic cells of the dreamer. If I release all my power, I can even change the real world to the greatest extent and make it completely different."

Peter tells Clark about the authority he now has.

“What reality has changed the most?”

Clark asked him puzzledly: "How to change the real world, Godfather?"

"Do you know about the Dream of a Thousand Cats, Clarke?"

Peter asked, looking up at Clark.

"No, Godfather."

Clark became more and more confused.

Peter pondered for a moment and looked at a kitten that belonged to the Kent family in the yard.

Looking at the British shorthair cat resting with its eyes closed, Peter said slowly: "A purebred Siamese cat. One day, she saw a wild male cat on the windowsill. The Siamese cat fell in love with him at first sight, so she gave birth to a litter of kittens for him. However, its owner was very angry because it gave birth to a litter of kittens that were not purebred."

"So on this night, the night sky was clear, the kitten was put into a sack by the man, and the sack was stuffed with bricks. The man threw the sack hard, and it was thrown into the lake and slowly sank to the bottom. The kitten struggled in the cold and dark water. Siamese sensed that fear and darkness. From then on, she resented and cursed humans."

Clark also noticed that Peter was looking at his British Shorthair.

After hearing Peter's story about the kitten being drowned by its owner, his mood became depressed.

"What happened next? Godfather."

Clark asked him what happened to the Siamese cat afterwards.

"One night, she prayed to the fire, to the god of darkness, the god of night, and the god of cats. Finally, Siam entered her dream. This dream was extraordinary, with bones everywhere."

"And the skeleton could speak. They told her that as long as she went up the mountain, she would reach the cave of the God of Dreams. But the journey was difficult and she could lose her life if she wasn't careful. However, the Siamese cat had a firm look in her eyes and showed no fear. She walked through the ghost forest, where dead ghosts were floating. She even heard the voice of a dead child. She didn't stop."

When Clark heard this, he was deeply attracted by the story.

"Finally, she came to me and said she was confused and scared, so I told her that the world was originally ruled by giant cats, humans served cats, and many cats also hunted humans for food."

Peter slowly said to the stunned Clark: "As a result, one day, the inferior humans betrayed the cats. They knew that if everyone had the same dream, reality would change. So humans all had the same dream, which was the reality of humans being in a dominant position. Then the world became one where humans were in a dominant position, and cats became pets of humans."

"If she wants revenge on humans, she only needs to gather 1000 cats to have the same dream."

After hearing Peter's story, Clark was completely shocked.

He looked towards the kitten basking in the sun in the yard.

The dreaming cat unconsciously stretched out its claws, as if it was grabbing its prey and teasing it.

Clark swallowed and looked at Peter.

"Godfather, did you really meet a Siamese cat in the dream world who asked you for help? And, was it true that cats ruled humans in this world in ancient times?"

He didn't expect that the Godfather had met a Siamese cat who asked him for help in his dream.

Is this definitely not a fairy tale?

How many secrets does the Godfather have? !
Clark looked at Peter with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Although it sounds like a fairy tale, he actually believes it if that person is the godfather.

Seeing Clark's convinced expression, Peter picked up the cup of coffee that Martha handed to him.

Martha and Jonathan next to them were also listening with great interest.

Both of them knew that Peter was not an ordinary person, and they also knew that what he said was true and false, so they didn't take it seriously.

Peter coughed. He actually made up the story.

Although he possessed a magic sleeping device, he was not the dream god himself, so it was impossible for him to talk to a cat.

However, when faced with Clark's questioning, he did not deny it.

After organizing his words, he said to Peter, and Jonathan and Martha who were quietly listening beside him:

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s true or not.”

After a pause, he continued:
"Humans have changed the world with dreams. From the beginning of time to the end of time, the world has always been like this. This means that even if there has been a world dominated by cats, as long as humans believe that the world is dominated by humans, then the world dominated by cats has never existed. Even the world is constructed by the collective imagination of life, so consciousness determines existence."

"I understand, Godfather."

Clark immediately understood what Peter meant by having the ability to "change the real world to the greatest extent possible."

"Godfather, if you can make a thousand cats dream at the same time, you can really transform the real world into a cat world, right? Dreams are actually the power of faith and consciousness, and consciousness can sometimes really affect the real world."

Peter listened to Clark's words and nodded with satisfaction.

This kid is quite smart.

The power of the Sandman is the belief and consciousness of dreams, which is more like a concept. The power of concept is the most powerful.

The Sleeper himself is a conceptual consciousness, and even if I want to kill him, I can't do it.

As for what he said about consciousness determining existence, it is a philosophical thought.

However, during the time he used the Dream God's magic weapon, he felt as if he had touched a trace of the origin of the DC universe.

The existence of this universe does have some sense of "existence is consciousness."

Sometimes he even doubted whether the universe he lived in was made up of the consciousness of certain life forms.

Also.

Even if I inherited Shui Meng's magic weapon, I would not be able to fully inherit his power.

So when it comes to dealing with Sandman, Peter prefers to negotiate with him.

It is not impossible to give him the three magical instruments.

But the sleep demon must pay some corresponding price, otherwise he will suffer a great loss, right?

He has never made a bad deal with that person.

Clark listened to Peter's words and wanted to say something else when he suddenly felt the ground shaking slightly.

He looked in the direction of Patrick's farm and saw an incredible scene.

Riven seemed to have imprisoned a pale-skinned guy using magic.

"godfather?!"

He looked at Peter in surprise.

Peter himself also saw the Sandman being controlled by Raven.

The Sandman is imprisoned again?!

"Yes, I saw it. Come back to the farm with me first."

Peter asked Clark to go back to the farm with him first.

At Padrick's farm, Raven controlled the Sandman and asked him with a serious expression: "Are you willing to give up your duties and hand them over to my father? As long as you let my father become the God of Dreams, I will release you."

"Your father?"

The kneeling Sandman raised his head and stared at Riven with burning eyes, "Do you love him very much?"

"what?"

"Do you love your father very much?"

"Of course, my father is everything to me, and I won't allow you to hurt him in the slightest."

Raven thought about the scenes of her time with her father.

She cast a sharp gaze at the Sandman, "You want to get the artifact back, but how can you ensure that you won't hurt Dad after you get it back? I won't let that happen."

The sleeper endured the discomfort of his body and stared at Raven in front of him, "You got one thing wrong, Raven. My existence is because humans can dream, not the other way around. I cannot give my authority to anyone."

"I can feel your feelings. Humans are more wonderful than magic. Humans themselves are a miracle, but love should not be a shield for confinement and blind obedience, and we should not lose ourselves under the cover of love."

Sandman continued to say to the stunned Raven: "I can feel that you don't want to hurt me. You know I'm not a villain, and you also know that you are doing the wrong thing."

"Shut up!"

Seeing that the Sandman had hit upon what was on her mind, Riven became a little angry and shouted at him.

“I’m just doing the right thing!”

Seeing that Sleepyhead was still "stubborn", Riven wanted to continue to increase her magic power to deal with him.

"Okay, Raven."

Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared.

Raven looked back and saw Peter appear, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"dad."

"You did a great job, Raven, and Zu."

Peter walked over and gently stroked Raven's hair, then looked at Zu, "Leave it to Daddy next."

Raven nodded and released the magical restraints that controlled the Sleeper.

"Are you Peter Padrick?"

After the Sandman was freed from his restraints, he stood up and looked at Peter.

"Yes, that's me."

Peter looked at the pale-skinned Sandman in front of him.

This guy is so unlucky. He was beaten up by A-Zu and Riven before he even saw me.

"I'm sorry my son and daughter may have been a little rough."

Peter apologized to the other party.

Although he apologized, there was no expression of guilt on his face.

"I can return your mask to you, Morpheus."

Peter said something that stunned the Sandman.

(End of this chapter)