I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

If there are flowers in dreams, does that mean there aren't any in reality?

People often say that it's important to see the truth of things, but most people don't understand why it's necessary to see the truth!

It was a kind of thought that was hard to explain.

For example, in this dream, they are fake in the eyes of the underworld, but they are real to the people in this dream.

They all have feelings, and they all have hate; some live a life of wealth, while others live a life of poverty; some ride in cars, while others walk...

So, was it really all a dream?

Perhaps Huang Quan is simply an outsider in this world.

When people from one world can never enter another different world, that difference cannot be said to be fake, nor can it be said to be real!

True or false?

They themselves have no inherent meaning; what has meaning is merely a dream, and countless fallen petals.

……

The next day.

The emperor summoned the two men.

The Yellow Springs and those thirty-year-olds.

Royal Palace.

"Scholars are exempt from the kneeling ceremony, so you need not concern yourselves with those cumbersome formalities," the emperor on the throne said immediately when he saw the thirty-year-old man preparing to kneel.

Upon closer inspection, the emperor, though of average appearance, possessed an air of dominance, as if he were invincible.

"Yes!" the thirty-year-old replied.

Huang Quan didn't speak, but he narrowed his eyes in silence, because this emperor looked exactly like Wang Meng!

"Hello." At this moment, the Emperor's gaze fell on Huang Quan, and he spoke calmly.

“Alright!” Huang Quan said, his expression unchanged.

"Haha..." The emperor laughed, his gaze toward Huang Quan seemed somewhat different. He continued, "I heard that you two gave different and brilliant answers to the questions in this imperial examination. Now, seeing your demeanor, it is indeed possible that you could answer them. Otherwise, I'm afraid that several of my ministers would have been executed along with their entire families."

The emperor spoke in a very casual tone, as if all life was something he could control.

The power of life and death rests with the Emperor!

Therefore, as soon as he said this, Huang Quan felt a growing fear slowly spreading among the civil and military officials around him.

"I see..." Huang Quan seemed to understand.

"I wonder, what is the purpose of His Majesty's summons to us today?" At this moment, the thirty-year-old man suddenly asked, bowing.

"The questions in the imperial examinations are truly too boring. I originally did not want to mention them, much less use them by scholars. However, my great land needs people to assist it. Therefore, I have summoned you all today, those who have excelled in answering the questions in the imperial examinations. And today, in this great hall, I will present a question. The one who answers it best will be retained as one of the hundred officials."

"And what about the next best option?" Upon hearing this, Huang Quan suddenly felt uneasy. He frowned and asked seriously.

Suddenly, upon hearing Huang Quan's question, the emperor revealed a sinister smile: "I do not accept those who are useless; the less capable, kill them!!!"

The next moment, a faint killing intent spread from the emperor's mouth.

"Is this your purpose?" Huang Quan narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, "However, this is just a false dream. Why shouldn't I accept it?!"

Huang Quan was not afraid, but the thirty-year-old man was not as calm as Huang Quan. Cold sweat dripped down his cheeks from time to time, and he was extremely flustered. Finally, he seemed to have finally mustered up his courage and spoke intermittently: "Then, if I give up, can you spare my life?"

"Hahaha..." The emperor laughed, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "How can you give up before my palace..." At this moment, his eyes were extremely sinister, and his voice gradually lowered: "If you give up, your entire family will be exterminated!!"

boom!

The emperor's words were like a thunderbolt from the heavens, booming in the mind of the thirty-year-old man, instantly making him appear as if he were in a vegetative state, his face pale and bloodless.

Huang Quan looked at the thirty-year-old man and felt something was off, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat. You should all be ready now. If so, then I'll give you the challenge!"

Upon hearing this, the thirty-year-old man suddenly snapped out of his daze, stared intently at Huang Quan, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "Brother, I must win this time. After you die, I will surely hold a memorial service for you every year..."

Ignoring the man in his thirties and not even glancing at him, Huang Quan calmed himself and said to the Emperor indifferently, "Let's begin!"

The emperor smiled and said, "Very well! Listen carefully, all of you. I don't know why, but lately I've been having frequent dreams at night, and sometimes I can't even tell if I'm dreaming or in reality. So, yesterday I had a sudden thought and asked you, what is a dream? And what exactly is a dream? Who wants to go first?"

Dream?

Upon hearing this question, both men frowned, but for different reasons.

The thirty-year-old was simply pondering how to answer the question. Huang Quan, however, was thinking about how to find clues to the truth of this world from this question.

Because when the emperor asked this question, he understood that this question was a key point, and what he needed to do now was to find that point...

After a moment of silence, seeing that neither of them spoke, the emperor seemed impatient: "So slow, humph, I'll give you another quarter of an hour. If you still don't have an answer, I will kill you all!"

Suddenly, as if under immense pressure, the emperor's words caused the entire body of the thirty-year-old man to tremble.

At this moment, the underworld remains unchanged.

And just like that, a moment passed quickly...

Just as the emperor gave the order to execute them, the thirty-year-old man suddenly stepped forward and quickly said, "Your Majesty, this humble subject answers!"

"Oh!" The emperor glanced at the thirty-odd men with slight interest and continued, "Speak!"

"Yes!" At this moment, the thirty-year-old man took a deep breath, glanced at Huang Quan, and seeing that Huang Quan was still in a state of thought, he secretly rejoiced that he was faster than the other party and had seized the initiative. Then, he confidently and slowly answered, "Dreams are thoughts..."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Upon hearing this, the emperor seemed to immediately become interested and asked.

“When there is a dream, it is said that the mind is complete; if one loses a dream, it is as if the mind has lost its completeness…” The thirty-year-old exhaled and continued.

"In my opinion, dreams are inherently untraceable, so they don't exist; what exists are merely the thoughts in a person's subconscious..."

"Anything that can be thought can be called a dream. If it is still clear, then it can only be said to be a way of human operation, just like eating or sleeping..."

"Therefore, a dream is just a thought!" After saying this, the thirty-year-old man thought his words were perfect. Seeing that the emperor had no intention of killing him, a huge weight was lifted from his heart.

"Excellent, excellent answer! You truly deserve to be one of the top scholars in the imperial examinations."

"Hehe, Your Majesty is too kind!" At this moment, the thirty-year-old immediately knelt down and performed a royal salute to the emperor.

"Rise for now, I would like to hear what he has to say." With that, the emperor pointed to Huang Quan, who was deep in thought.

"Yes!" The thirty-year-old man responded, then stood up and looked indifferently at Huang Quan, his gaze as if he were looking at a person who was about to die.

"It's your turn. You should have made up your mind by now, right?" the emperor said calmly.

At this moment, Huang Quan snapped out of his reverie, revealed a faint smile, and said, "I've thought it through."

"Then tell me!"

"I knew it! But Your Majesty, don't you already know the answer? I... really don't need to say anything more." Huang Quan smiled slightly and looked at the emperor calmly.

However, Huang Quan's words caused everyone present, except for the Emperor, to suddenly freeze in surprise.

At this moment, these people seemed to be pondering what he said, laughing at what he said, or even just shaking their heads in indifference...

"Ha...haha..." Upon hearing Huang Quan's words, the thirty-year-old man immediately burst into laughter, speaking with great sarcasm: "You scholar dare to fabricate lies and deceive the emperor! Your Majesty, this man should be beheaded and displayed to the public as a warning to others!!"

For these thirty people, Huang Quan's answer was undoubtedly a death sentence...

However, things are often not as people imagine; they are full of a kind of transformation that makes them unpredictable.

At that moment, a slight smile appeared on the emperor's lips as he calmly said to Huang Quan, "Very interesting..."

I should have just listened to that statement.

But such a sentence, when it fell into the ears of the thirty-year-old man, immediately gave him a bad feeling.

And this premonition grew even stronger in the emperor's subsequent words...

"Very interesting, very interesting... How did you figure out that I knew the answer?"

Huang Quan remained calm and replied, "It's very simple, because someone who doesn't know the answer to this question would never ask it."

After a moment's thought, the emperor frowned and asked, "Then what makes you so sure that my answer is the same as yours?"

"Because...you are me!!!" Suddenly, just as Huang Quan finished speaking, the emperor's eyes seemed to be filled with Huang Quan's image, which he could not shake off...

"Oh? Continue!" The emperor's brows furrowed even more deeply.

"If it is a dream, then the people and things in it are only a part of the dreamer. When the dream ends, everything disappears; when the dream ends, one never opens their eyes again!"

"I consider this world my dream; therefore, your thoughts are my thoughts, and you are me!!"

"So, whether it's this question or that imperial examination question, what they really reveal is your ambition!"

"You must treat this world as your dream, and this world will become a part of you; it belongs to you!"

"And that's exactly what you'll be tested on!!!"

"But such ambition is far too unrealistic. The world is so vast; how could your mortal heart possibly possess it? Even if you are an emperor, it is impossible!"

"Insolence!!!" Upon hearing this, the emperor was filled with rage, and a strong killing intent immediately surged from his body like a raging wave towards the Yellow Springs!

"Hmph!" At this moment, Huang Quan suddenly let out a cold snort, and the killing intent vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"This..." The emperor was shocked, and his face immediately showed disbelief.

"If I am but a dream, then your existence is but a thought away of mine!!" Huang Quan pointed at the emperor, whose body began to twist strangely, as if about to detach from this world and vanish...

boom!!!

"Ah!!" Finally, with a loud bang and a terrified roar, the emperor vanished without a trace, leaving behind only a group of stunned civil and military officials and the thirty-odd people.

"You...you...you actually killed the Emperor!!" At this moment, in the eyes of the thirty-year-old man, Huang Quan seemed to be a god or demon whose emotions were not easily expressed, bringing him pressure far exceeding that of an emperor.

Upon hearing this, Huang Quan shook his head and denied it, saying, "No, I didn't kill him; he never existed in the first place."

"This……"

Seeing the terrified expressions on the faces of the thirty-odd people, Huang Quan revealed a mysterious smile, but his voice suddenly turned cold: "I believe you also know that in this world, only two people are real, one is me, and the other is..."

call out!

Before Huang Quan could finish speaking, a giant skull formed from mist, carrying a thick dark aura, lunged at Huang Quan and swallowed him whole.

Seeing this, Huang Quan was not worried. He simply raised his right hand and waved it lightly. The giant skull, like the emperor, vanished completely. "Didn't I tell you? In this world, there are only two real people! Wang Mengye, why did you have to go through all this trouble?"

At this moment, Huang Quan finally focused his gaze entirely on the thirty people who were about five meters away from him.

And he, without a doubt, was that other real person, Wang Mengye!