On the Ark.

“That’s for sure,” Ansel said irritably. “And a pay cut is the lightest punishment. You can only hope there won’t be any extra penalties. Tsk, it’s a good thing Miss Kal’tsit isn’t on the island, otherwise, given her personality, it would be really difficult to handle.”

"Ok."

Lin Ye feigned a dejected and apologetic expression, but inwardly he was quite indifferent. So what if he got a pay cut? He was broke anyway; the saying "debt is a burden" perfectly described him.

"What are you carrying?" Lin Ye noticed that Ansel was carrying a plastic bag.

"The bread you secretly made." Ansel opened the plastic bag, took out a lump of bread, and examined it closely. "Why does it look so strange? By the way, do you really know how to make bread? Tsk, I'll give it a try."

Then I put it in my mouth.

A few seconds later, as Lin Ye expected, Ansel's expression changed, and he spat it out.

"This is bread?!" Ansel looked at Lin Ye with disbelief. "Why does it taste like this? Did you sneak into the cafeteria to make this kind of thing? Who would like to eat this?"

A hint of melancholy flashed in Lin Ye's eyes: "Yes, who would like to eat this kind of thing?"

Ansel frowned slightly; he could sense that Lin Ye's emotions were somewhat off. Had his words offended Lin Ye? But that didn't make sense; Ansel didn't believe that such sarcasm would affect Lin Ye.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to apologize: "Hey, um..."

However, Lin Ye had already returned to his previous state: "Alright, alright, what a pleasant evening. Let's go back to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep."

Then he turned and left.

Ansel paused, then muttered, "What's so pleasant about it? Hey, your bread!"

"Just throw it away," Lin Ye waved his hand and said without turning his head, "Anyway, nobody likes to eat it anymore."

……

He kept saying he was going back to get some sleep, but Lin Ye knew it was destined to be a sleepless night.

He lay in bed almost awake throughout the night. In the not-so-quiet room, the loudest sound than Ansel's teeth grinding was his heartbeat, as if someone were pounding a heavy drum deep inside him. No matter what he did, he couldn't escape that drumming. Finally, before dawn, he got up, dressed, washed up, and quietly left the dormitory.

When Furong opened the door for him, her face was full of surprise: "Dr. Lin Ye? Why are you here so early?"

Lin Ye hummed in agreement and then asked, "Is Liz back?"

"She's been back for a while now and is already asleep," Furong asked. "Should I wake her up?"

Lin Ye shook his head: "No need, I'll just wait in the living room."

Furong then led Lin Ye to the living room and brought him a cup of tea.

“Neither Shining nor Nearl have arrived yet,” Fleur said. “Ember is still sleeping.”

"It's alright, don't worry about me," Lin Ye said. "You should go and rest too."

Are you planning to stay with Liz?

"if you can."

Furong nodded and then left.

Lin Ye originally wanted to go to Nightingale's room to check on her, but his phone rang. He took out his phone and found that it was a text message from White Owl asking where he was. After thinking for a moment, he told White Owl his location.

Ten minutes later, the white-faced owl also knocked on the sanatorium door.

"Good morning, Dr. Lin," the white-faced owl said to Lin Ye.

Lin Ye glanced at the sky and said, "It's not morning yet."

“5:26 AM, the white-faced owl considers that to be morning,” the white-faced owl replied.

"Alright." Lin Ye led the white-faced owl into the living room. "Why did you choose this time to come see me?"

“According to the White-faced Owl’s analysis, the probability of you being awake is 30 percent higher than the probability of you being asleep,” the White-faced Owl said. “And the White-faced Owl just happened to need to give you some information in advance, so I sent you a text message. Now it seems that the White-faced Owl’s prediction was correct.”

"What information?" Lin Ye asked.

“To be precise, it’s a plan.” White Owl opened his computer and handed it to Lin Ye. “Fifty-seven minutes ago, White Owl simulated the best escape route. Considering that you are going to perform the final treatment on Miss Liz today, White Owl believes that this plan should be delivered to you in advance.”

Lin Ye took the computer from the white-faced owl, glanced at it, and said, "It seems a bit complicated, with too many steps."

“But these steps can help you and Miss Liz avoid 97% of the risks,” said the White Owl. “According to my calculations, this plan has a success rate of 92%, which is the highest among all plans.”

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded. "I'll remember. Never mind, I'll start memorizing now."

“A wise choice,” said the White-faced Owl. “But there is one more thing I want to tell you.”

"Ok?"

"This plan is based on the premise that the dream world is stable," the White Owl said slowly. "But if the dream world cannot be stable, this plan will lose its purpose."

Lin Ye was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"So far, in your nearly thirty attempts to understand Miss Liz's dreams, you have found that Miss Liz's dreams are quite stable. Although the number of samples is already quite large, I still believe that it is impossible to confirm that the dream world is absolutely unchangeable," said White Owl. "Because it is, after all, not a real world, but a fantasy created by Miss Liz, and fantasies are always uncontrollable."

"Then what should we do?" Lin Ye asked. "I mean, what if it really gets out of control?"

The white-faced owl looked into Lin Ye's eyes and said, word by word, "Then please set aside all data and plans and trust yourself."

Chapter 131 The Battle of Dreams (Part 1)

Lin Ye looked at White Owl with some surprise. He hadn't expected her to say something like that; it seemed a bit out of character for a programmer. Of course, character wasn't important. After thinking for a moment, Lin Ye asked, "What kind of accident do you think will happen?"

"The White Owl believes that there is currently no way to predict changes in dreams."

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded. "I've got your words in mind."

“There’s another very important point,” the White-faced Owl held up a finger, “If really…”

"Huh? Really what?"

Lin Ye was memorizing the steps when the white-faced owl suddenly fell silent. He looked up and saw that the white-faced owl had closed its eyes and was shaking its head back and forth. After a few seconds, it stopped shaking.

“Zzzzz…”

Lin Ye: "..."

Lin Ye had initially intended to wake her, but then she remembered that the White Owl must have been up all night helping her devise a plan, so she decided to let her sleep a little longer and wake her later. Thus, Lin Ye focused all her energy on the plan, memorizing each step.

Forty minutes later, Shining and Nearl arrived, and Lava also got up. Everyone gathered in the living room.

"Looks like no one slept well tonight." Lin Guang looked at Lin Ye. "How are your preparations going?"

Lin Ye nodded and handed the White Owl's computer to Shining: "This is the plan devised by the White Owl. I have written down all the steps."

"So that means there are no problems?"

Lin Ye hesitated for a moment, then said, "At least there shouldn't be any problems on my end."

Hibiscus looked a little nervous: "When do we start? Should we wake Liz up for breakfast first?"

Shining shook his head: "There's no need."

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at her in confusion.

“There’s no need to wake her up,” Shining said softly. “Since she’s still asleep, let’s not interrupt her. Let her sleep until everything is over.”

Lin Ye opened his mouth, as if to say something.

"Dr. Lin Ye?" Shining naturally noticed Lin Ye. "Is there anything else you want to say to Liz?"

He slowly closed his mouth and shook his head.

He didn't know what else he wanted to say to the nightingale.

“If there is anything, you can say it,” Shining said. “Liz’s recovery depends on you. Before the final treatment begins, if…”

"That's all." Lin Ye shook his head. "That's all. We can start as soon as we're ready."

Shining stared at Lin Ye for five or six seconds before slowly nodding: "In that case, we can begin preparations."

Everyone nodded.

Nearl and Shining went to check on Nightingale's condition, Fleur went to prepare medicine, and Lava carried the testing equipment into Nightingale's room. Lin Ye originally wanted to follow Nearl and Shining into Nightingale's room, but as he got up, he remembered something, so he turned around and tapped White Owl on the head.

"Get up, get up."

The white-faced owl groggily opened its eyes: "Operator White-faced owl greets you..."

Then he yawned.

Lin Ye was speechless at the white-faced owl, so he grabbed her shoulders and shook her: "Wake up, what were you trying to say to me? You said it was something very important."

"Just now?" The white owl's eyes gradually cleared. "Something important?"

"Yes, you said that before you fell asleep."

The white-faced owl pondered for a moment, then shook its head: "No such data can be found."

"...You're not trying to say you've forgotten, are you?"

“Operator Shining wouldn’t forget anything,” Shining corrected. “The only possibility is that it was deleted due to a system error.”

Lin Ye: "..."

The white-faced owl stood up from the sofa, looked around, and then asked Lin Ye, "Shall we begin?"

"Okay, let's begin."

Twenty minutes later, all preparations were complete.

Lin Ye stood in Nightingale's room, and could see the girl who looked like a cat when she slept. This reminded Lin Ye of the first day he came to this room. Nightingale held his hand, unwilling to speak because of fear, but also unwilling to let him leave because of fear.

How long has it been?

Lin Ye felt somewhat dazed.

"Dr. Lin Ye," Flash whispered behind him, "Can we begin?"

He snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, and stood before Nightingale's bed.

There was one more thing, unspoken but understood by everyone: Lin Ye would have ample time to complete the task this time, and they wouldn't wake Nightingale midway. This meant that if Lin Ye spent too much time in Nightingale's dream and still failed, the blow to Nightingale would be unprecedented.

Therefore, this should be the final one, the last one where only success is allowed and failure is not an option.

No one knows what the nightingale will be like after its success. But everyone present knows what the nightingale will be like after its failure.

With a heavy heart, Lin Ye slowly took Nightingale's hand.

It was a little cold.