Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1757 Returning to the Floating Continent 7
This time, Huanmeng didn't find this idea quite scary like before.

She knew that her consciousness had begun to merge with Dream Tree's will; what she thought would gradually become the same as what she thought.Huan dreams of letting himself resist this will, but it is not so easy-can he resist for the sake of resistance?No, you need a reason, you need a reason to support yourself in doing so.

What should I do?What is the right way to do it?

Do you want to continue to stick to the original position and protect the people on the surface?
No, no, that's obviously one-sided, short-sighted, and stupid; their reckless behavior will lead to destruction, they will destroy the environment on which they live, and not only drive themselves to a dead end, but also Let their offspring—even new life lose their living space.At that time, there will be no life on the surface...

Whoever protects the people on the surface is a sinner in this world!

Whoever kills the people on the surface is the hero of this world!

That's right!Damn the surface people!Damn them all!

must die!
Extinct!

kill!

..............................

So, really right?
The chaos in front of Huanmeng disappeared, replaced by darkness, boundless darkness.

She felt that she could no longer control her thoughts.

His mind was filled with thoughts of completely eradicating the people on the surface, and he didn't even have the strength to suppress them.

This...is this the power of the Dream Tree?
Is her ability to control people's thinking so strong?

No, she didn't actually control herself, she just told herself what she thought, and she couldn't refute it.

I want to save, I want to save lives, I want to save as many lives as possible.

Meng Zhishu knew this very well, so she told herself more things, so that her vision was not limited to this one reincarnation: if the surface people were allowed to go on like this, the possibility of other reincarnations to reproduce and develop would be cut off.

Reincarnation...

hateful.

It obviously felt extremely absurd, but he was powerless to refute it, and didn't know where to start.

How to do?
Who will tell me...

……I?

who am I?
I am... a dream?
Or the Creator?
Where do I exist?

Dream tree?world?dream?dream world?
Should I follow the will of the Dream Tree...

That is my mission, my destination...

Yes, I have a mission, I was created into this world as a "creator".

I have responsibilities to fulfill, I have things to do.

Perhaps, along the way, all the feelings I got were just preparations for "creation".

As a creator, you should give up those boring feelings, shallow thoughts, and stubborn thoughts.

I should contribute everything to the will of the great Dream Tree. She exists in so many reincarnations. How can her wisdom be compared to that of me, a little girl who has only lived for more than ten years?

No way, no way.Give up, give up.

Do it according to Dream Tree's will, that's the real right thing to do.

Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep...

I am a part of the world, an element;
Let's go on according to the established trajectory of destiny. I... am not an ordinary individual; the meaning of my existence is above my thinking, and I should choose a path to make this world a better place...

But, it's so cold, it's so cold here, I can't feel the slightest...

a trace of...

warmth……?
(End of this chapter)