Ark Undead

The Undead looked at Skadi with some confusion.

"Is something wrong?"

He remembered that Skadi should have been out dealing with the Sealings at this time, just like the other two Deepsea Hunters.

"Ah."

Skadi had originally planned to bring it up when exchanging clues. However, after thinking about it while Gladys and the others were speaking, she decided it would be better to discuss Kroos in private.

"I saw Kroos in my dream."

"Um?!"

Even the Undead hadn't expected that Skadi's words to him would be such important news.

For a moment, he even released the hand that the Fire Maiden had placed on his waist.

"Keober?"

He almost thought he had misheard.

"Yes, it's Xiao Ke. And she seems to be very familiar with dreams."

The Undead patiently listened to Skadi's key story about meeting Kroos in her dream.

Then, he silently looked at the campfire.

Before and after the Chernobog incident, Kroos was in a semi-conscious state for a period of time.

At that time, her sleep episodes were unusually long.

Moreover, apart from sleeping longer, Kroos himself did not exhibit any emotional deficiencies or mental abnormalities. At that time, the Undead were also examined and found that there was nothing unclean in his body.

After putting the incident aside for a while, Kroos returned to normal, and the Undead gradually forgot about it.

Little did I expect to get involved with Agor today.

If Kroos had indeed experienced dreams before, then perhaps Kroos could play a very important role in this event.

"Take your time, don't rush."

"The immortal said calmly."

"If you and Kroos can meet again, try to let Kroos show you around."

Kroos may have already visited very important places at some point, but she herself was unaware of it.

Such a Kroos might provide everyone with extremely important clues.

Skadi nodded.

"I see."

...

While Skadi was communicating with the undead, Greta and Laurentina had already returned to their room.

He prepared to take his weapons and head out to deal with his own special type of sea creature.

However, just as Goredia was about to leave, she subconsciously glanced at the window.

The window was securely closed, but the lock was open; it could be opened with a gentle push.

"Lauren Tina, did we not open the window when we went to sleep last night?"

"Greteia asked casually."

"I always feel a bit stuffy after getting up."

What are you saying?

Laurentina looked at Gretia with a strange expression.

"You said it was a bit hot last night, so you opened the windows wide to let in some fresh air. Have you forgotten?"

Laurentina even turned around and glanced out the window.

"Why did you turn it off?"

"I turned it off."

Goredia, as if nothing had happened, went to the bedside and opened the window.

"They were a bit noisy when they got up this morning, so I just turned them off."

As soon as she opened the window, the officer's voice calling for the soldiers came in, proving that what Goredia said was true.

"Just confirm one thing, everything's fine now, let's go."

With that, Goredia picked up the weapon leaning against the wall and left the room.

Laurentina glanced at the window with a puzzled look, then shook her head, grabbed the chainsaw, and left the camp with Greta.

419. False Gods

After leaving the room of the immortals, everyone began to do what they needed to do during the day.

Examples include the Deepsea Hunters' treatment of the Sealings, and the Rhodes Island crew's physical and mental examination of their companions who appeared in their dreams last night.

Surprisingly, no one encountered any misfortune during last night's dream exploration.

The Deepsea Hunters sent out all the operators, and some of them confirmed what Greta said.

Indeed, some operators were sent out by the Doctor, and even some Iberian soldiers saw the Doctor, but they could only describe the Doctor's general appearance.

Does the doctor possess the same abilities as the Deepsea Hunter? The ability to send people out of dreams?

Kal'tsit remained silent about the matter, and Carmen did not go to ask Kal'tsit what was going on.

The only remaining saint has a very open mind.

It is only because of Rhodes Island's intervention that the Deepsea Hunters and the soldiers of Iberia have been able to form a cooperative relationship.

Without the Deepsea Hunters' help, the Iberian Defense Forces would have struggled to advance in the dream world. At this point, it's best not to delve into Rhodes Island's hidden agenda.

Everyone has secrets, especially secrets that pose no threat to oneself.

The way smart people interact is that simple: if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, we just pretend it never happened.

After the dream ended, just like yesterday, Hai Si arrived as promised along the familiar road.

Iberian soldiers had already formed a defensive line to await Haizi's attack.

Today's battle was much easier than yesterday's. After all, fewer people entered the dream, and the number of Hai Si attacking was less than a third of yesterday's.

After such an easy battle, the soldiers who hadn't rested the night before were given a short break.

They were able to sleep during the day and enjoy a peaceful rest.

It is a fact that the people of Rhodes Island have confirmed that daytime sleep does not lead to dreams.

Because the Undead and Carmen were banished from the dream just as the sun was rising.

Like the Deepsea Hunters, these two can leave the dream realm on their own. In fact, they can help identify some characteristics of dreams for everyone.

At this point, the operational plan for the entire Iberian camp was basically established.

A portion of the people enter the dream world at night, while the remaining soldiers and agents are responsible for the nighttime defense duties.

Once the dream explorers return to reality, they work together to repel the attacking Hai Si from that day, and then begin the rotation of duties.

This way, both combat effectiveness and the continuous exploration of the dream world can be guaranteed.

Since the Great Quiet, such a large-scale dream exploration has been unprecedented. Even the deep-sea hunters have only witnessed this once before, immediately after the Great Quiet ended.

At that time, almost all the deep-sea hunters entered a dream to explore that one and only possibility.

Unfortunately, that expedition also claimed the lives of almost all the deep-sea hunters, leaving only a few who were lost in a dream and never woke up to find themselves still adrift on the sea.

That is, Greta, Laurentina, and Skadi.

However, after the three Deepsea Hunters returned to camp, Gladys returned to Kal'tsit's side.

Kal'tsit also wanted to have a private talk with Gladys.

The two found a room and locked the door.

Kal'tsit served Greta a cup of coffee, and the two sat on opposite sides of the table, unsure who should speak first.

Kal'tsit tentatively added two sugar cubes to her coffee cup, stirred it slowly with her spoon, and stared at the swirling coffee.

She tried to accept things she wouldn't have accepted before, but she still found coffee with sugar cubes a little unpalatable.

That sweetness would make Kal'tsit's mind relax and become lethargic. It wasn't a suitable drink for her during work hours.

"Since you don't know how to start, I'll go first."

After finishing her coffee, Kal'tsit let out a long sigh, smacked her lips to suppress the sweetness in her mouth, and then pushed the coffee cup aside.

"Last night, we were attacked by Haisi, and two unidentified individuals infiltrated the camp."

Goredia nodded, her expression unchanged.

"I heard from Lord Carmen that new beacon fires have been lit over the pile of corpses at the camp entrance."

"Leaving aside Hai Si for now, those two people who infiltrated the camp are quite interesting."

Kal'tsit leaned back in her seat.

"One of them was looking for the Undead, Miss Firefly explained to me. She didn't give a clear answer about the intruder's identity. But it's certain that he's an old friend of Mr. Undead. He poses no threat to the camp, and he should only be interested in the Undead. That's not the point."

"The other one came directly to me. Although he was trying to assassinate me, he wasn't actually interested in me. Instead, after getting close to me, he deliberately exposed his presence to see my reaction."

Kal'tsit understood perfectly that if that mysterious person had attacked Kal'tsit directly at that time, Kal'tsit would not have been able to react in time, and at least Mon3tor's reaction speed would have been extremely slow.

"He came to attack me, told me that Haisi was about to attack the camp, and also made sarcastic remarks about our actions. In the end, all his words were useless."

"How can we transcend the decades of efforts of the Iberian National Church and find the truth of dreams in just one month or even one week?" That's what he said.

Kal'tsit looked at Gladys, trying to find a trace on her face.

"By the way, the weapon he's using is a huge ship anchor. Do you have any clues about that?"

Upon hearing this, Kal'tsit fell silent, her eyes fixed intently on Gladys.

Kal'tsit's need to speak with Gladys was certainly not some trivial matter; it must be related to the purpose of their trip.