The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"Are you trying to drive her crazy?!" Nasida said, still shaken.

"Uh... sorry, I forgot!" Ying scratched her head awkwardly.

"Um... excuse me, Ying, were you... talking to me just now?"

Nilu looked in the direction Ying was looking with suspicion. There was clearly nothing there, so why was Ying talking nonstop?

“Um…” Ying turned her head to look at Nel, but she couldn’t give a direct warning even though she was in a dream. Did she have to act out the little play written by Ember with Paimon?

But that was useless. She was able to react instantly because she already had a sense of déjà vu. As for Nel... Ying guessed her intuition wasn't as sharp as hers.

"Senior, what should we do about Nasita? We need to quickly think of a way to get Nel to understand the situation."

After pondering for a while without reaching a conclusion, Ying decisively sought outside assistance.

“Ask her if her outfit is an imitation of the goddess of flowers,” Nasita said to Ying.

Without hesitation, the latter met Nilu's puzzled and surprised gaze and asked:

"Nilu, is your dance costume an imitation of the goddess of flowers?"

"No...that's right, I'm rehearsing the Dance of the Flower Goddess for the birthday celebration of Lord Little Lucky Grass in a few days!" Nelu was puzzled, but still nodded in affirmation.

After these words, Nasita's petite body trembled uncontrollably. She had never imagined that even though she had not appeared for hundreds of years, there would still be believers celebrating her birthday.

"Hoo..." After taking a deep breath, she agreed even more with Ember's idea of ​​keeping the Doctor.

How dare he lay a hand on such a good believer! He must be taught a lesson!

Having figured this out, Nasita turned her attention to the flowers used as decorations beside the stage. They were Patishalan, the flowers that the goddess of flowers presented to the tree king on his birthday, according to legend.

“Ying, make her turn around and look at Patty Sharan.”

“Nilu, turn around and look at Patty Sharan behind you.”

Ying had become a broken record, repeating whatever Nasida told her to say.

"What? These Patty Shalanko..."

Nilu turned her head with a smile, but then her smile froze.

The deep purple Patishalan is exactly like the one from mythology. But the key point is that that kind of Patishalan has been extinct for hundreds of years, so where can you find the real thing?

"Wait..." Nilu's smile vanished, replaced by panic and confusion.

She turned her head to look at Ying's position, and saw that the air on both sides of Ying was constantly distorting and changing, and finally two figures, one large and one small, appeared on either side of Ying.

Meanwhile, Ying was having a lively chat with one of them.

"Looks like everything's alright?" Yu Jin stepped forward and waved his hand. After seeing a change in Nilu's pupils, he understood that the girl should have grasped the situation.

"Is this... a dream?" Nilu reached out her hand, a thought flashing through her mind, and a flower appeared in her fair and delicate palm.

"You adapted so quickly, it seems we don't need to explain much anymore." Nasita skipped over to Nilu, happy to meet this devout believer.

"Who is this……"

"Ta-da! Little Lucky Grass King!" Ying and Paimon took the initiative to act as the atmosphere team, tearing off the petals of Patishalan from the back of the stage and scattering them around Narcida.

“Lord Grass King?!” Nilu’s pupils contracted, her face filled with disbelief.

"Why...why did Lord Little Lucky Grass come to my dream...and I...wasn't I dreaming?"

Nilu was a little confused, but all of that vanished when Nasita raised her hand and shone a light on her.

The gentle flow of knowledge and soothing voice calmed her panic and finally helped Nilu understand what was going on.

"Am I... the subject of this dream?"

“That’s right, but that’s not the important thing right now. The real issue is that one of the culprits has already entered everyone’s dreams.” Nasita nodded.

"So, as the master of dreams, you'd better imprison him quickly!"

Ember chimed in from the side.

"But... I have no idea what that guy looks like."

"Hehe, you don't need to worry about that," Yu Jin said, taking out a photograph from his hand.

Nasita can read minds and relay messages by bringing her index fingers and thumbs together vertically, but he is different. He can not only read minds and relay messages, but also act as a camera!

“I see… I understand now.” Looking at the masked man in the photo, Nel nodded emphatically.

Chapter 704 The Great Training Camp at Sumeru

2024-06-02

"Ugh... damn it!"

After a dizzying spin, the Doctor found himself in Sumeru City, and his gloomy aura caused everyone around him to give way.

The reason is simple: the Doctor was supposed to be watching everyone in Sumeru enter the dream in the Pure Glass Workshop, but now... he has become a part of the dream himself.

"When did so many monsters arrive in Sumeru?!" After taking a deep breath, the Doctor's aura, which had made people want to stay away, subsided.

As a scholar, maintaining emotional stability is essential to avoid affecting the operation of one's experiments.

"As for the outside, I'll probably take over those separate ones, but the main question is, what should I do about this one?"

The Doctor weaved through the crowds in Sumeru City, and the expressions on people's faces when they looked at him were the same as when they looked at Ember.

Don't you feel hot hiding inside your coat on such a hot day?

"Forced protrusion?" The doctor carefully sensed the void, where the fluctuations had subsided and it looked just like usual.

But in this peaceful void, two large, unidentified clumps of consciousness suddenly jumped out.

As for why there were two lumps instead of three, it's because Dr. Nasita had anticipated this, and his preparations were specifically aimed at Nasita.

But life is unpredictable. Who knew that the first person to jump out would be someone whose origins he had no idea?

"No."

The thought of three massive blobs of consciousness popping out one after another made the Doctor shake his head. Who knows, these guys might still be lurking in the void, waiting for him to walk right into their trap!

"It seems the only option is to find the subject of the dream. I remember... it was a dancer, right?"

The doctor muttered to himself, then he reached out and stopped someone to ask for directions to the Sumeru Theater.

However, the moment he reached out, the doctor inexplicably felt an invisible pressure enveloping him.

This is pressure from the dream, pressure from the dream's owner.

"So fast!" The doctor was extremely surprised. No one who is strong enough is simple.

"No, is it that shock of consciousness from before?" He thought of another possibility. No matter how fast Nasita and Ember were, they couldn't possibly find the main body as soon as they entered the dream.

Considering the final actions of that most mysterious consciousness—its final, fierce attack on a void node—it now seems likely to have been a warning.

The invisible pressure grew stronger, forcing the doctor to abandon any thoughts in his mind. He needed to escape this dream as soon as possible!

If the person experiencing the dream were to fully understand the logic behind it, they would be in for a rough time.

Consciousness transformed into a needle, piercing straight into the void. The doctor intended to use a node in the void to leap his consciousness out of the dream.

But this time he failed, one could say he was defeated by the main body of the dream, or one could say he was defeated by himself.

The doctor used a virtual terminal to connect the consciousness of each individual citizen of Sumeru, and then, through a specific object, wove these consciousnesses into a shared dream.

Harvesting just this one dream is equivalent to harvesting all the dreams of Sumeru.

A convenient technique, but now it has become a problem. The vast dream has only been circulating for a few days, and the consciousness of the people of Sumeru is still full and rich.

The main body of the dream then separated it into a layer, weaving it into a spider web that entangled the doctor tightly.

"Huff...huff...I'm trapped in this dream." The doctor returned to the dream, abandoning the idea of ​​forcibly breaking out of it.

To force a breakthrough now, one must either rely on one's own strength to fight against the consciousness of the entire population of Sumeru, or wait for the cycle of dreams to continue, exhausting the sleeping population.

Or...

The doctor's eyes hardened; going on a killing spree was also a viable option.

He reached out his hand, ready to plunge the people on the street into eternal sleep, but before he could make a move, the scene before him suddenly distorted.

The crowds and houses receded into the distance, while the Doctor himself approached the newly opened place in the dream amidst a sense of illusion.

……

"Yes! Yes, that's it. Imagine you are the master of this consciousness, and imagine this consciousness as anything."

In the distance, Ember was instructing Nel on how to alter dreams and better utilize the powerful consciousness within them.

They were no longer in the Grand Bazaar, but in a very open, circular flat area.

To match the overall atmosphere of Sumeru, Ember specially asked Nil to outline the scene as the cross-section of a giant tree.

Fighting on the rings of time—it sounds like something out of a myth.

When it comes to a battle, it naturally requires two sides to fight. The enemy is the Doctor who is being "captured" by Nel, while our side consists of the bewildered group in front of Ember.

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to play too?" Paimon asked in shock, pointing to the branch in his hand.

"Nonsense, otherwise you'd run away as soon as there's a fight? I'm counting on you to take on jobs and support me in the future!" Ying said, hands on her hips, looking like there was no room for negotiation.

“Fighting… that’s not an option I’m good at.” Nasita let out a deep breath, her face full of worry.

"Hahaha, what a cowardly god! The second seat of the Fools? Just wait and see if I don't teach him a lesson!"

Seeing the worry on Nasita's face, Rahman, who had never had a good impression of the rainforest, immediately began to mock her.

However, he soon faced his retribution.

"Ouch!" An invisible hammer fell from the sky, almost knocking Rahman to the ground.

"Is that right?"

"Great! That's it!"

Upon seeing the disoriented Rahman, Yu Jin immediately clapped for Nilu.

"Rahman, you'd better solidify your position before spouting nonsense. The second seat of the Fatui... wow, I don't even dare to dream of it."

Samel, who had been secretly photographed, was also pulled over at this moment. Behind him, in the distance, stood a bewildered Jade and Jeberlele.

"Why must we fight the second seat of the Fools? Jade, let's go!"