People in Xumi: I am really not the Dragon King

Chapter 597 If we use a more familiar term, you may call us "Gods of Wisdom".

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"Is this a dream?"

"But I remember I was definitely doing... what was I doing?"

In the dream, there was a garden that seemed to stretch endlessly in the middle.

Pulled into a dream without any warning, Mizuki, still somewhat confused, looked up at the sky, trying to recall what had happened before she entered this place.

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A bright full moon hung in the center of the sky, its clear, watery light illuminating the surrounding blooming flowers in a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

Captivated by this picturesque scene, Mizuki's thoughts unconsciously came to a standstill once again.
An unprecedented peace and tranquility filled my heart, and the negative emotions that had accumulated in my heart were diluted at an extremely fast speed in the moonlight, like ink being dropped into water.

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"Is that so? I was pulled into a dream by the guest who came for the experience?"

"But this has never happened before. Who exactly is the other party?"

It took me quite a while to finally recall everything that had happened, and I was in a state of confusion.

Among the yokai of Inatsume, the Baku are undoubtedly the most skilled in dream manipulation, and they even hold a place in Nata.
But this time, the guest not only quietly pulled her into her dream, but also so easily resolved the emotional problems that had been troubling her recently.

"I wonder how Baiyin and Ye Zi are doing. Will they worry if I suddenly fall asleep?"

"Coming from Sumeru and being so highly regarded by the Divine Child, if I'm not mistaken, Baiyin has truly landed an extraordinary guest this time."

I'm not that oblivious; I'm just feeling a bit grateful for my good fortune.

Not only did he accidentally stop someone, but of the three guests, he also happened to choose a deity.
The probability of this happening is extremely low. The only thing to worry about is how to explain to Bai Yin and Ye Zi, who didn't come in, why I suddenly fell asleep.
"—Mizuki-neechan, you're here too?!"

"—I don't know what happened just now, but my sister and I looked into those two guests' eyes and suddenly felt so sleepy, and then..."

Ruixi:? ? ?
A familiar voice suddenly came from beside her, interrupting her previous thoughts.
Turning around, I saw that they were indeed my two most familiar employees.

After discovering that the three women's experiences seemed to be exactly the same, and that everyone at the experience center had fallen into a deep sleep,

Mizuki, who had initially thought she was the only one being reverse-hypnotized by the gods, was full of questions and suddenly became curious about what the outside world was like when no one was awake.
"Hmm, they're awake, but it will probably take them some time to reach the 'Frontier'."

"Although I had some expectations before coming in, I didn't expect the situation here to be this bad. No wonder these dream-eating tapirs, who are very sensitive to dreams, are affected."

The “end” of a dream is the entrance to the collective unconscious.

The two little ones, who looked almost identical, stood together, gazing at the chaotic scene before them. Suddenly, they felt that the Baku was already very lucky to have only undergone this level of change.

Damaged buildings, scattered armor, surging black clouds, and a dark purple vortex in the distance.
If the collective dream of Sumeru is based on natural childlike innocence, then this place can be described as a complete ruin.

"Moreover, the other situations aren't particularly difficult to handle, but this feeling of tilting in a certain direction, could it be..."

Looking up, I saw a deep, dark vortex at the top of this space of consciousness.

It felt as if an unbearable weight had suddenly been placed on one end of a horizontal table, and the entire dream was beginning to slide down into some direction.
"Ha, you're right."

"The cause of this situation is probably related to a certain 'dessert shop owner' outside."

Looking at Nasita, who seemed somewhat uncertain, the Tree King shook his head, indicating that there was no need to doubt it; the situation was exactly as she thought.
"Everyone's dreams have a quality; the more powerful a person is, the heavier their dreams become."

"His dream power was already very strong when he saved me, and it has continued to grow stronger over time."

"Even if he does nothing, his mere existence will spontaneously gather all concepts related to him from his surroundings, and this vortex in the sky is probably the collective impression of the Inatsuma people of 'the one who summons the abyss.'"

Occasionally, such a peculiar behemoth will appear in dreams. Generally, it is a large collection of scattered dream fragments gathered around a certain core.

After his savior arrived, he completely transformed the entire Inazuma area; it's likely that more than half of the Inazuma residents' dreams are connected to him.

In such a situation, the sheer "weight" of the fragments and concepts associated with it is terrifying, and it is perfectly normal for it to cause a temporary imbalance.

"I knew it! It really is true."

This wasn't the first time they'd discovered their sage's extraordinary ability to cause trouble; wherever he was, there was often intense turmoil.
While the ultimate outcome of these upheavals was undoubtedly positive, the ability to passively become the core of the events was perhaps a bit too strong.
"Ah, those with power, whether consciously or unconsciously, will always passively attract surrounding events; this can be considered a manifestation of the weight of 'fate.'"

"The advantage of not being part of the fate system is that you won't be passively drawn into trouble."
But, as you know the little guy's personality, so far, the vast majority of incidents have been initiated by him.

The current scene was not surprising at all; the Tree King knew very well that some people were destined to become the focus of attention.

The title of the Descendant is never just a name. As an individual who rivals the world, such an existence has the potential to bring unimaginable changes to the world with every move.

"Phew, I get it now. He's definitely not the type to quietly avoid problems."

"Although such dream clusters should gradually dissipate after the war ends, even if left unattended, now that we've seen them, we might as well solve the problem."

He shook his head, equally aware of his sage's personality.

Looking at the dark vortex in the sky, Nasita felt that its appearance was indeed very fitting for the identity of the "mastermind".

"This is the frontier? But why is it like this?"

"That vortex in the sky, and..."

Emerging from the previous dream, they arrived at a deeper area with the two employees beside them.

Having finally had the opportunity to arrive at the border region, Mizuki looked at the scene before her and felt somewhat incredulous.

While Inazuma's collective dreamscapes had previously appeared somewhat dilapidated and desolate, they were never as bleak as the ruins before us.

Based on past experience, they could adjust to minor imbalances, but the current scene was clearly beyond the capabilities of the Dream Eaters, not to mention the unimaginably massive dream aggregate that had appeared in the sky.
"Om-"

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"The ground is shaking, is this place going to collapse?" "Bai Yin, Ye Zi, be careful, stay with me."

A tremor ran beneath my feet, and the fragments visible to the naked eye around me gradually crumbled.

Not knowing what had happened, Mizuki and her two employees tried to get away immediately.

The deepest dreams are not without danger; if something unexpected happens there, one may never wake up.
"Boom——"

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A crisp sound rang out, and as the building beneath their feet collapsed, several green bubbles rose from the spot, enveloping them.

Sensing a familiar aura, the previously tense Dream Eaters exchanged glances, realizing that this power seemed to originate entirely from the same source as the previous dream.
"Have they arrived already? We thought they would be a little later."

"Don't panic or worry about danger. As you've probably guessed, the changes here are our attempts to repair the dream."

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"Let me formally introduce ourselves. As you can see, we are 'tourists' here to participate in the festival, scholars from Sumeru, and participants in dream therapy."

"However, you may also call us 'Gods of Wisdom' using a more familiar term."

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A slightly childish voice came from the depths of everyone's hearts. This voice seemed to contain some kind of invisible magic, instantly calming people from panic.

Not quite sure what "we" meant in the words, but looking at the unimaginable scene before them, the few dream-eating tapirs no longer had the energy to think about such questions:
—The space trembled, and countless buildings and dreams collapsed before them, turning into scattered pieces of material.

It was as if the dream space, which was already on the verge of collapse, had finally met its end, and everything that remained was slowly disappearing.

But the collapse of the dream was proceeding unstoppably, and the appearance of the gods undoubtedly took over all control.

Before they could even feel anxious about this collective consciousness space that was about to be empty, a vast vitality, as if all things were sprouting new buds, made Mizuki unconsciously cast her gaze into the distance.

"...This is...a dream, being reconstructed?"

"If even something like this can be accomplished, could there really be two gods of wisdom?"

Above the sky, two emerald green lights, like stars, floated between them.

The immense power of dreams was freely mobilized by them without hindrance, and through dismantling and reconstruction, it was transformed into the bricks and tiles of a new order.

Two similar yet subtly different forces work in perfect harmony, like the left and right hands, together building the kingdom on this beach.

To restore everything to normal in a way that rivals the reshaping of the world.
As she watched this miracle unfold, Mizuki realized what she had just witnessed only when the orderly dream reappeared before her.

I deeply felt just how vast the gap is between power and ordinary ability.
Looking at the two figures approaching him after they finished their work,
Mizuki never expected that among the three people she was hosting, there were actually two deities who wielded the power of dreams.
"Hmm? Almost resolved?"

"I never expected it to be for this reason. I've never actually been to a collective dream."

Outside, the reception hall was filled with people who had fallen asleep.

Separating the three restless Baku that were sleeping in front of him, Lin Feng looked at these chubby little creatures and was surprised to find that their poor condition was due to this.

Normally, if a special phenomenon of this scale forms around oneself in a dream, one would be able to perceive it.

However, it seems that Inazuma truly linked the mastermind behind this abyss invasion with the large black sphere he saw in the secret realm. As a result, not only did the image converging in his dream closely resemble Gustot, but the feedback he received was also extremely weak.
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"Huh? Is the experience inside still going? It feels like ages have passed. Should we go in and take a quick look?"

"Yōmiya, you just said that people who leave Autumn Sand Bathhouse can always have sweet dreams, is that true?"

"Hehe, if it were really possible to have sweet dreams, Paimon would definitely dream of lots of Mora and desserts. It sounds like a wonderful place."

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard familiar voices of discussion coming from outside.

Seeing that a certain white fluffy creature seemed to be about to come in and take a look,

Lin Feng looked at the three dream-eating tapirs on the table, who were still rolling around restlessly even in their dreams, and felt that they were probably not suitable to be seen by people in this state.

With a wave of his hand, he restored them to their previous human forms and placed them on several chairs next to the table.

Just as he was about to go out and briefly block out a certain white fluffy creature, Lin Feng paused after sensing a subtle fluctuation originating from a dream. Looking at the five little ones beside him who were about to wake up at the same time, he felt that the timing should be just right.

"Is anyone home, Miss Mizuki?"

"If it's just a trial session of psychological therapy, nothing unexpected should happen, right?"

"Hmm, it should be safe if that guy is around. Is it just that experiencing it is a waste of time?"

"I'm still worried. Ying, you and Xiaogong wait here for a bit. I'll go in and take a look."

After circling the door twice, as soon as he finished speaking, the curtain at the entrance of the experience center swayed slightly, and a small white head cautiously peeked in from the air.

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"Is this where it is? It feels a bit dark. Let's go a little further in."

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"Huh? Is that a figure on the table in front? Why is it sleeping here? Could something have happened?!"

My heart tightened, and I subconsciously quickened my pace.

Although the probability is very low, there is still concern that some unexpected situation may have occurred inside, threatening the safety of Miss Mizuki and Researcher Lin Feng.

But just as the initially nervous white fluffy creature gradually approached, at a distance close enough to observe the details clearly, it saw the three "psychotherapists" sleeping neatly in a row,

She paused, completely bewildered by how this psychological therapy experience center worked, and a multitude of question marks involuntarily appeared above her head.
(End of this chapter)