Ark Undead

"However, don't forget this basic principle of dreams. Dreams are based on the memories and consciousness of the person entering the dream."

"And what I do know is that several ancient figures who once sailed on that ship are also in the dream."

"This means that the ship must be in this dream, and we can find the ship's location through the dream."

The more Gretia listened, the more shocked she became.

Who were the people who built Agor?!

Those figures who have now become legends are actually still alive? And even in this dream?

These surprises were even clearly visible on the faces of Greta and Laurentina.

Seeing the shocked expressions on the two deep-sea hunters' faces, Patch's smile grew even wider.

"Greteia couldn't help but ask."

"Those ancestors who built Agor are still alive?!"

"I do not know."

Patch shook his head naturally.

"I only know that they are still living in this dream world. How would I know what's going on in reality?"

"You've seen him?"

Goredia pressed for more information.

Patch nodded without hesitation.

"I've seen it in my dreams."

Then, Patch glanced at the Doctor casually.

You wouldn't believe it, would you? Not only have I seen him before, but you've seen him too, and this person is right in front of you right now.

In front of the doctor, these deep-sea hunters should all call him the Creator.

Hmm, perhaps calling him "father" isn't so bad?

"..."

Faced with Patch's increasingly undisguised mocking gaze, the Doctor simply sighed, shook his head helplessly, and then changed the subject to something more serious.

"So, do you know how to find this ship?"

Patch nodded in satisfaction; that's exactly what he wanted to hear the doctor ask him.

So Patch pointed to the campfire in front of him.

"Then we need to ask if this thing works."

414. The Doctor's Phantom

Campfires shouldn't exist in dreams. However, with the arrival of the undead, campfires have become an extremely important source of food in dreams.

It links different dreams, allowing people to connect to campfires in other regions even if they do not have access to the dreams themselves.

However, there are many limitations to these campfires.

For example, the connection between campfires can only exist between two areas free from the taint of the deep sea. To find a campfire in a new area, either the area itself must be completely clean, or the nightmares residing there must be killed to cleanse the area of ​​its original taint.

However, for certain people, campfires serve not only as passageways but also as a means of rapid communication and to confirm the safety of the area.

Once a campfire is found in an area, there is generally no more danger in that area.

Skadi heard all of this from Kroos.

Kroos's familiarity with dreams has exceeded Skadi's expectations.

Skadi initially thought that Kroos had simply wandered into a dream. But the more Skadi interacted with Kroos, the more alarmed she became.

For Kroos, dreams were like a backyard where he could play as he pleased.

She can smell the scents in her dreams, discern whether there is danger ahead, and even find new campfires.

For Kroos, these things are always present in her dreams; she can smell them.

If there is filth ahead, it will certainly stink. If there is a nightmare, it will be stink upon stink, unbearably so.

But if there is a campfire, then there will already be the smell of roasting meat.

Whenever Kroos starts drooling, it means he's smelled a new campfire.

Delicious roasted meat will surely await Kroos's arrival by the campfire.

They have already traversed the dream three times.

Each dream is different.

The first one was just an ordinary house filled with all kinds of books. You could vaguely tell from the style of the decoration that it was an early architectural style of Sherag.

They found books scattered all over the house, and a sea lion sitting in a deck chair.

The sea creature was very blurry in Kroos's eyes, and he couldn't make out its appearance at all.

But for Skadi, it was something all too familiar.

She recognized this place; it was the place where she had witnessed the horrific scene that unfolded when she visited Shelag and her friend was entangled by the deep sea.

Now he has appeared before her once again.

Since such a scene exists in the dream, and is so vivid, it can be easily identified as Skadi's dream.

Repeating what she had done in reality, Skadi took the greatsword from behind her and cleaved the Sea King in two with a single stroke.

Hai Si neither dodged nor evaded, and seemed to harbor a sense of relief as he faced the hissing sound of Skadi's greatsword.

Skadi stared at the corpse in silence for a while, then called Kroos to the campfire in the room and quickly teleported to the next dream.

The next time Skadi dreamt, it was in a place she knew very well.

It's a room on Rhodes Island.

To be more specific, it's a room where no one dies.

Neither of them knew why they ended up in this location.

However, they all have some connection to this room, even the arrangement of the campfire inside is exactly the same.

Kroos skillfully lay down beside the campfire and enjoyed the roasted meat.

Skadi also got a piece of roast meat from Kroos.

They tried to get out of the room, but the door wouldn't open no matter what they did.

Even Skadi's proudest strength couldn't shake this gate.

It seems that this is all there is to the dream.

Kroos told Skadi that she occasionally encountered such a situation, but only very rarely.

Most of the time, the dreams that Kroos travels through are in extremely dangerous locations, and the situations like the last dream and this dream are very rare.

Therefore, Kroos began to simply believe that Skadi was very lucky.

Skadi didn't know what to say.

After they finished eating the barbecue, the two of them put their hands on the campfire at the same time once again.

Their vision was once again filled with yellow smoke, and after a bout of inexplicable dizziness, the two found themselves in a new dream.

As soon as she landed, Skadi gripped the greatsword behind her.

With a single circular slash along his side, he cleaved aside the charging Hai Si, and then quickly located Ceobe's position.

Kroos also reacted as soon as he put his feet on the ground.

She pulled the axe from her waist, first using it to chop off the head of Haisi beside her, then turning to face Skadi and throwing her axe without hesitation.

The axe grazed Skadi's shoulder and sank deep into the head of Haisi behind Skadi.

In the blink of an eye, there was no living thing left beside them.

Are you alright?

"Skadi asked."

"No problem! Kroos, very good!"

Kroos gave a hearty smile, gave Skadi a thumbs up, then ran behind Skadi and removed the axe stuck on Naheis's head.

Only then did they begin to take a look at their surroundings.

This is like a lounge used by multiple people.

The room had two bunk beds, just enough to accommodate four people, which matched the number of Hai Si they had killed.

The room also contains many photos and books used for decoration.

The tables were fairly tidy, with a pressed letter on one table and an open pen lying next to it.

"I've never been to this place before."

Skadi briefly recalled all the regions she had visited, but such a scene did not appear.

Whether it's the bunk bed, the room decorations, or the picture frames on display, the workmanship is exquisite.

The color scheme is surprisingly simple, with a strong sense of new technology, somewhat reminiscent of a Columbia laboratory.

“I remember this place, Kerber.”

Kroos stared at the picture frames on the shelf for a while, her usually beautiful eyebrows furrowing into a frown.

"But...I don't remember..."

That was a very Kroos-esque way of saying it, and Skadi roughly guessed that Kroos had probably forgotten.

In conclusion, after confirming that this might be Kroos's dream, the two examined the other information in the room.

The wardrobe and bookshelf could not be opened, and there were no words in the books.

This fits the details of a dream very well; information that the human brain cannot remember will not appear in a dream.

It seems that the person who had this dream doesn't usually enjoy reading.