Yes, Madam Prime Minister

At this moment, on the summit platform of the cup-shaped isolated mountain, dozens of meters away from the pyramid, a group of people wearing long, dark purple robes completely concealed their figures, revealing only most of their faces and booted feet.

"It seems your estimate was wrong." The speaker was the old man, Lison.

"Plans can never keep up with changes." That was the response from the organization's leader.

His original plan was to wait for the people inside to slowly wear down the magic stone, and once they opened a gap, he would go and stop them. At that time, only Dinia could break through their barrier. His people would restrain this troublesome woman a little, and then he would take the opportunity to personally capture Fisse and then retreat first, leaving the pyramid to them for the time being.

However, no one expected that something unexpected would happen inside.

“What are your thoughts now?” Lison asked.

"The commotion was so loud just now, that mechanism must have activated on its own. I reckon they'll head there," the leader replied.

Lison sneered dismissively, "One minute it's that mechanism, the next it's that place, can you, you riddle teller, explain yourself clearly?"

The leader pinched his chin with one hand. "You're just an outsider, you don't have the authority to know too much. In short, the best outcome is that they successfully get what I want, and I get that thing along with Faith's body. The worst outcome is that they fail, and the defense mechanism protecting that thing can no longer be opened through normal means. In the future, we can only slowly find a way, or look for other alternatives."

"Is there a defense mechanism in this world that you can't get through?" Lison asked sarcastically.

The leader smiled helplessly, "When spatial magic encounters another dimension, it still can't get in. There are some things you can see, but you can't touch."

"So we're just going to wait like this?" Lison asked.

“Yes, wait,” the leader replied.

At the same time, on the first underground level of the pyramid.

Noah is treating people who are about to die, and his method is quite unique: transplantation.

As long as the person is not dead, anything that can be connected externally can be connected, and anything that can be inserted internally can be inserted.

Eight people who were still alive were brought back to life, and they were even brought back to life intact, thanks to the organs of their dead comrades.

The people who were originally destined to live only a few more moments, but who had now escaped death, looked at Noah not with extreme reverence, but with an overwhelming and intense fear.

They had just been slaughtered like livestock, then stuffed with new, strange things like torn rag dolls, sewn with new limbs, and then reassembled into a human being.

Their former comrades were no longer even incomplete; apart from a few who had already been smashed to pieces, the rest had been dismembered, scattered in pools of blood, broken bones, rotten flesh, ruptured organs, and unrecognizable dead heads.

The surviving native soldiers had already vomited; it was too bloody and disgusting. Even though they had seen blood, killed people, and had seen countless rotting animal carcasses and slaughtered and butchered animals in the wild, they still couldn't help but vomit. It was just too bloody and disgusting.

The other surviving mage musketeers had already vomited when they saw the pile of intestines on the ground, and were only able to dry heave. They now moved aside to face the wall, pinching their noses and trying hard not to recall the scene they had just witnessed.

Even the bald, muscular Ragman, who was covered in wounds but remained silent, couldn't take it anymore, though he managed to hold back from vomiting.

In the room at the other end of the passage, Dinia blocked the passageway after smelling the stench.

Meanwhile, Ronan gazed at the two upright cabins, which had now become horizontal. Sebastian and Olivia were lying flat inside. After the cabins became horizontal, there were no further changes, and the two of them remained motionless, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ronan didn't know how much time had passed, whether it was an hour or two. In any case, after the message appeared that there was only one chance left to fail, the cabin stood upright again, and then the hatch opened. Sebastian and Olivia opened their eyes, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with their bodies.

However, neither of them came out immediately. After a while, Sebastian came out first. He looked tired, like a man who had experienced a lot and whose edges had been smoothed out by the years.

Olivia remained silent, completely unlike her previous self who seemed uncomfortable if she didn't speak for a few seconds.

But the question still needs to be asked: "What happened?"

Olivia remained silent. Sebastian forced a conversation, “This is a long, real dream that will erase your original memories and only retain your personality. Olivia and I shared the same dream. The conditions for our success were that we still came together and realized that it was a dream. We eventually succeeded in being together, but ten years have passed, and we still haven’t realized that it was a dream.”

"Having your memories stripped away, it's as if you were born and raised in that dream world. How could you possibly believe that the world you live in is a dream?"

"This trial is simply impossible to succeed."

Sebastian let out a sigh of relief. "Let's go, we'll figure out how to get out of here."

At this moment, Elena stepped forward and said, "Unless it's a deliberate prank, how could it possibly fail completely?"

Olivia, who usually loves to argue, didn't say anything in response. She simply walked quietly to the side, as if she had become a different person.

“Young Master, let’s do it,” Elena said to Ronan.

Ronan was about to nod when Dinia placed her hand on his shoulder. Ronan turned around, and Dinia gave him a look.

Elena was very unhappy. "Oh? You and the young master couldn't even finish the first task, madam."

Dinia didn't refute, her eyes fixed on Ronan.

That look wasn't a command, nor was it an expectation; it was a plea for your complete trust.

Ronan turned to Elena, "Elena, how about we do our lady a favor this time?"

"Hmph." Elena walked away unhappily.

Ronan and Dinia then entered the cabin one after the other.

The cabin operated once again, and Ronan quickly fell into a deep sleep. As Dinia was being eroded by that irresistible sleeping power, a sudden change occurred within her body. The power of the original species suddenly erupted and filled her entire body. In the blink of an eye, Dinia awoke.

Chapter 222 Failure and Success, the Strong and the Weak, Let the Arrow Fly for a While

From the moment she got closer to this place, Dinia had a strange feeling, but it had nothing to do with magic; it was purely a psychological feeling, and it was a vague one at that.

After Sebastian explained the situation, Dinia felt that if she were with Ronan, they might be able to pass this trial.

But she only had a feeling, without any basis. If Ronan asked her why, was she supposed to answer that it was a woman's intuition? If she said that, Ronan would laugh at her for the rest of his life.

So she said nothing, just looked at Ronan, hoping he would believe her.

And that's how it turned out; she woke up.

Dinia hadn't expected to wake up before even entering the so-called real dream. Was this considered a success? According to Sebastian's description of the conditions for success, she should be considered to have failed.

Dinia certainly wanted to obtain the so-called inheritance through this trial, after all, she still wanted to unravel the mysteries surrounding her.

Having already "failed," she had no intention of giving up. After all, Ronan wouldn't wake up anytime soon, and the cabin she was in hadn't been restored, which meant she still had time and a chance.

Just as Dinia began to observe and contemplate the interior of the cabin, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind—a voice she could understand, unlike when she faced the gardener Tyr, where Ronan was needed to translate.

"You have successfully passed the trial."

Did she succeed?

"Now, you who have passed through first have two choices: you can choose to receive a share of the power and then leave, which will not affect the other person."

"You can also choose to enter his dream. You will retain your memories. Within a limited time, you need to make him fall in love with you from the bottom of his heart and at the same time make him fully admit that he is in a dream. If you fail, you will gain nothing. If you succeed, it means that you have passed the trial together."

"Repeat your choice three times in your mind to confirm."

The sound ends here.

Just as Dinia was about to make a choice, the Book of Destiny suddenly appeared.

"The path of the strong is destined to be lonely, only strength can never betray you."

"The path of the weak is shared by others, but emotions are ultimately the source of suffering."

What is a strong person? What is a weak person? Ten years ago, Dinia would undoubtedly have considered herself a strong person. She was an orphan, with no ties to her family, and possessed extraordinary strength. She could single-handedly take on an army. She might not be able to control others, but no one could control her.

But now, "I choose to be the weaker one." Dinia chose the right side and turned a new page in her destiny.

She has now entered the sixth level.

In an instant, the five-tier spells in front of her were enhanced to varying degrees. The five types of mushrooms—paralysis, berserk, parasitism, resilience, and deformation—were all strengthened, becoming more powerful and consuming less mana.

The casting area in the fourth stage has expanded again. Originally, it was a spherical space with a radius of 100 meters around itself, but now it is a radius of 300 meters around any point.

The fifth-stage reincarnation can still grow from any mushroom it creates, but now it's faster and will be accompanied by the recovery of life force and magic power.

At the sixth tier, she gained a new type of parasitic mushroom, which is different from the parasitic mushroom. The parasitic mushroom absorbs magic power by parasitizing people's bodies. In this way, she can extract other people's magic power or extract her own to replenish other people's magic power. The parasitic mushroom, on the other hand, allows her to turn into a mushroom herself and exist in other people's bodies, or turn other people or things into mushrooms and store them in her body.

"It really is the ability of the weak." Dinia sighed calmly, and then she began another choice.

I mentally repeated the choice to enter Ronan's dream three times.

This time, she completely relaxed, and soon she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she found herself in the grass on a hillside, with Yvette, Agustina and Canaan around her, but the three of them were dressed very simply, not at all like their usual selves.

who I am? Where am I? What should I do?

Just as Dinia was wondering, a series of fragmented memories flooded into her mind.

"Boss, be serious," Agustina reminded her.

Having gained a vague understanding of "herself," Dinia replied, "I'm very serious."

She is now the leader of a gang of robbers, and she and several key members of her gang are lying in ambush here, preparing to pull off a big heist.

Honestly, if this were her own dream, the band of thieves would be many times stronger than it is now; at least a few members of the mage group would appear.

Unfortunately, this is Ronan's dream, so her team consists of only these three. Agustina's strength is considered below average in the mage group. Although she seems unserious, she is very good at managing people and affairs, which is why Dinia brought her to take office in Wright City. As for Yvette and Canaan, they are simply weak.

However, Dinya didn't pay much attention to that; what she cared about was Ronan.

Where are the Ronan people?

She can't possibly spend years looking for Ronan now that she's here. Besides, even in her dreams, Ronan is probably still some damned bureaucrat. How can she, a bandit leader, possibly approach an official? Murder, arson, and then be offered amnesty?

Just then, Dinia sensed a large group of people approaching from afar, and Ronan seemed to be among them.

Dinia smiled. "You're here."

Upon hearing this, Yvette immediately called out to Agustina and Canaan, "I'll shoot the horses with arrows first. Fourth brother, activate the trap as soon as the carriage stops. One-eyed dragon, set the fire as soon as the trap is activated, and then we'll clear the area together."

They are currently in a valley that connects the north and south. Because there are no tax checkpoints, many merchants prefer to take this route. Their specific location is on the hillside opposite a lake called Dick Pool. This is the middle of the valley, with a road running between mountains on both sides to the south and north. Only here is there a small lake beside the road.

This small lake got its name from its shape, which resembles a man's genitals.

Their plan was simple: lure people into the water with a trap, then rob them of their valuables and run away.

As for why there were only so many people, it was entirely because the boss, despite being a notorious thief, had many rules. This led to her subordinates, whom she had recruited over the past two years, conspiring to betray her and even colluding with local officials to capture her. However, due to her overwhelming strength, they managed to turn the tables and defeat her.

Local officials covered it up afterward, and since Dinya doesn't kill many people, she hasn't become famous to this day.

No one knew that she had wandered here.

Back in reality, the sound of hooves grew closer, and Yvette materialized a bow and arrow, nocking the arrow and preparing to shoot the horses of the carriage to death, then force the carriage to stop.

A procession appeared in the sight of Dinia and the others, consisting of three carriages, one of which was a very luxurious large carriage, with more than a dozen knights guarding it from the front, back, and middle.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, a barrage of arrows shot out.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Agustina questioned.

Yvette lowered her bow. "Let the arrow fly for a while."

Chapter 223 Traveling Together? Accepting Amnesty? The Killing Begins

The three arrows, resembling short spears, transformed into three mushrooms in mid-air, and after flying for a short while, they landed limply on the grass at the foot of the hillside.

“This…” Yvette was shocked.

She originally wanted to show off her skill in manipulating arrows to curve.

“It’s me,” Dinia suddenly said. “Watch out for those two woodcutters to the north below us. There’s someone hiding in the bushes next to them. And over at the pool, there are two people on a small raft fishing. There’s someone hiding under the raft too.” Dinia had arrived suddenly, and was still receiving memories. She had been keeping an eye on the caravan that was still quite a distance away. Plus, this group had played a trick of hiding someone under someone, so she only saw through their illusion after Yvette had already fired her arrow.

"Huh?" Canaan was startled; she hadn't even noticed that there were other people hiding around.

"Damn it, how dare they steal our business!" Agustina gritted her teeth, then realized she was wrong. "No, they're not in the same industry."

Ivy nodded and continued, "That's right, they're not from the same trade. People can't hide in the water for long. This group knows the caravan's itinerary very well and has such advanced concealment methods. They're not thieves, but assassins. They've been watching this caravan for a long time."

"I thought they were just a bunch of easy prey, but they're not so ordinary." Canaan put down the trap trigger and asked Dinia, "Boss, what do we do now?"

Before Dinia could speak, Yvette said, "Let's go. We're here to rob money; getting involved in this kind of trouble won't do us any good."

"Third brother, where did you get so much to say?" Agustina retorted.

As the three were talking, the woodcutter and a group of men suddenly emerged from the bushes at his feet, picked up crossbows, and fired a volley of arrows at the horses running slowly in front of the carriage in the middle.

The magically imbued arrows pierced the heads of the three horses in front of the nearest, most luxurious carriage. A mournful neighing sounded, and the horses, instantly killed, continued their final, frantic struggles even after death. Then, the three horses collapsed to the ground, the immense force dragging the carriage over.

The two carriages stopped immediately. Ronan got out of the first carriage and rushed to the overturned carriage, preparing to drag the people inside out.

The surrounding knights immediately assembled, dismounted, and protected the carriage in the middle.

The carriages behind also stopped, and the coachman and the four guards inside adopted a defensive posture, relying on the stopped carriages.

The guards anticipated the attackers would rush forward, but they hadn't expected a trap. The ground exploded, instantly filling the air with smoke that choked everyone, making their eyes water and unable to open. The group had no choice but to retreat behind the carriage, using it as cover. Just then, someone released a fire spell from a distance, creating an explosion in the smoke. The carriage immediately burst into flames, and the fire swept across the area, forcing everyone to scramble and crawl towards the edge of the pool.

Agustina and her companions, who were watching from the hillside, were completely dumbfounded.

The other side's plan was almost exactly the same as theirs: first force the carriage to stop, then set a trap and set it on fire. The only difference was that this group even had people planted in the pool.

Just then, Ronan shouted, "There are people in the water! Don't rush towards the water's edge! Don't scatter! Rush out of the fire together!"

Ronan's thinking was correct. The lakeside was full of mud pits, and the enemy had already laid an ambush. At this point, the only chance of survival was to bite the bullet and break through the wall of smoke and flames.