What’s wrong with the dream world!

The old mayor only felt that he seemed to have a connection with another unknown existence in the distance.

"……it is good."

"Yes, yes... You are right."

"Okay, we will carry out your will."

Although there was no sound from the other end of the phone, the kind-looking old man responded seriously in a low voice and then hung up.

He already understood everything.

Especially the will of that adult.

Real Dreamland: Chapter 38 The Old Leader's Speech Is Profound

"What you said makes sense, but if Yu Xiude is truly a destiny holder, how do you explain why he didn't report his identity to the Federation?"

"If he was deliberately trying to conceal his identity, then why would he become a family member with the [Two-Face] who has such obvious personality traits?"

"If I must conform to your assumptions, then Yu Xiude must be a powerful natural destiny possessor; he must have already learned a great deal of knowledge in some place before being found and adopted by the orphanage; he possesses a calm and steady mind and can endure not being able to use his destiny; he has distrust of the Federation and fears being discovered, but can tolerate the risks of living with another person with an unstable destiny... and ultimately, he is happy to be an ordinary office worker."

The old mayor, his previous kind expression gone, angrily shouted, "Don't you think this is a bit too much?!"

"This……"

Perhaps they were frightened by the old mayor's rare excitement, or perhaps they felt that the conditions he mentioned were a bit too abstract and rare, so everyone was stunned.

Even Major General Shen and Director Bai, who were the most excited in the meeting room just now, stood up quickly. One patted the old mayor on the back, and the other brought him tea and comforted him:

"Don't get excited... Old leader..."

"Yeah, yeah, it would be bad if you got hurt..."

After showing weakness and offering comfort, he glanced at everyone to make sure no one would interrupt him. Then the old mayor stopped frowning, took the tea handed to him by Director Bai, and took a sip.

Then he put down his teacup, put on a serious face, and said slowly:

"It's good for everyone to have ideas, but please make sure they are practical, especially you, the young comrade from the Harmonious Coexistence Bureau."

The scholar in the white coat felt a little aggrieved when he was called out.

He was clearly just performing his job duties, and he really felt that Yu Xiu De had a lot of problems...both in terms of personality and experience.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, just as some experienced police officers can initially identify suspects based on their intuition, as professionals in the Harmonious Symbiosis Bureau, scholars have also roughly honed similar skills - there is still a difference between ordinary people and those with this fate.

But after listening to the old mayor's scolding, he still lowered his head and nodded repeatedly.

A higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official, not to mention that there are countless levels of rank between him and the old mayor.

Alas, if only I were also the owner of this fate… The scholar who often deals with people who own this fate complained silently in his heart.

Although the old mayor had established a connection with the [Pillar] who made the call and was unilaterally assigned a task, the instructions he carried did not affect the old mayor's own thinking ability and ability to control people.

He seemed to see through the scholar's inner dissatisfaction, and swept his eyes over the people present. In a slow and measured tone, he said righteously:

"As officials, we have many resources at our disposal, but that doesn't mean we can resort to exhaustive methods. We are here to serve the people and reduce their burdens, so we must implement precise and effective measures."

"Comrade, I understand that as a member of the Harmonious Symbiosis Bureau, you might be prone to bias. However, as public servants of the Federation, we must consider issues from a more comprehensive perspective and avoid one-sided and stereotyped thinking."

"[Two-Faced Man] fell asleep at the dining table after dinner. Yu Xiude's words alone do sound suspicious, but if we think about it from another angle..."

Everyone was slightly stunned because they found that the old mayor's somewhat cloudy eyes seemed to brighten a little, flashing with a glimmer of wisdom.

But if they have extraordinary eyesight, or are born with a keen sense of perception, they will be able to discover that the so-called glimmer of wisdom is actually the fluorescent light of a silver chain deep in the pupil.

"If we think about it from another angle, doesn't that mean that Two-Faced Man feels very safe and comfortable staying with Yu Xiude, and that he wants to sleep as soon as he's full?"

"Doesn't this further prove that our suspicions are correct, that Yu Xiude is a very suitable anchor for the Two-Faced Man?"

"?"

An angle you've never imagined!

This old leader’s speech is so profound!

Some people with high ideological awareness quickly applauded, and with someone leading the way, others followed suit and applauded one after another.

Even the scholars who were originally dissatisfied with the old mayor began to applaud as their eyes became confused amid the deafening applause.

Right... right?

Seeing that his opinion was recognized by the majority, the old mayor nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Yu Xiude may be the owner of the fate, but it's unlikely that the owner of the fate is Yu Xiude."

"We don't need to waste any more energy and time monitoring an already established 'anchor'. It seems Yu Xiude is able to fulfill his duties as an 'anchor' well and guide the Two-Faced Man back on track."

"We have more important things to do."

……

……

At night, lying on his soft big bed, Yu Xiu De had a rare dream.

Invading other people's dreams obviously cannot be called dreaming, and Yu Xiu De rarely has real dreams. In other words, he rarely has dreams that are not deliberately created by his own [Nightmare] ability.

After all, we can improve ourselves, experience life, and even have fun in dreams...so how can we not make good use of the time we spend dreaming?

But today is an exception.

The uninvited arrival of his two troublesome step-sisters and the visit of official personnel disrupted Yu Xiu De's peaceful real life... This made Yu Xiu De, who only liked to engage in thrilling and dangerous activities in his dreams, feel a little tired, although not overly stressed.

So he decided to give himself a rare day off today, and have a good sleep comfortably.

Then he had a dream.

In a dark, damp basement, dim yellow lights flickered, shadows twisted and shifted across the walls. The walls were covered in damp stone, and a faint, pungent smell of mold wafted through the darkness. The entire space was shrouded in an airless atmosphere, and a heavy silence reigned.

The ground was streaked with dirty water and broken bricks, and everywhere you looked were rusted chains and shackles, the colorful yet sinister metal gleaming coldly. Chains hung from stone pillars, seemingly whispering silently, a low, chilling sound.

In the corner of the wall, there are a few small windows, through which faint sunlight shines, casting a mottled light and shadow. The window frames are covered with rust, making them look old and hoarse.

Some tattered wooden boxes can be vaguely seen among the shadows, and the boxes are filled with strange items: ropes used for binding, old photos, and yellowed papers that seem to record unknown secrets.

Picking up the photo and seeing the person in it clearly, Yu Xiu De couldn't help but look a little ugly.

Because it was him on it.

He was still a teenager, wearing a school uniform.

Real Dreamland: Chapter 39: There is an old classmate with extraordinary powers...

'Why would I have such a dream?'

Although his face looked grim, Yu Xiu De was not panicked.

He stroked the cold and damp wall, knowing that with just a little force, he could tear the entire dream apart like tearing off a piece of draft paper.

He also roughly knew what was going on - someone had dreamed about him.

Although [Nightmare] is not sensitive enough to sight and peeping in reality, that is because [Fate] is a unique talent, not omnipotent - if someone dreams of Yu Xiu De, then he will feel it.

But in fact, it is very difficult to dream about Yu Xiu De. If you do not have strong feelings for Yu Xiu De and do not have a deep impression of Yu Xiu De, then the moment Yu Xiu De in the dream is born, the entire dream will collapse - because the meager connection is not enough to summon Yu Xiu De's consciousness.

Yu Xiu De knew that this was his destiny growing again. The deep accumulation in the field of "dreams" made his destiny involuntarily begin to involve other areas - he had only vaguely felt it a year ago, but now he could directly enter his dreams.

Although the conditions are somewhat harsh, as one needs to fall asleep while dreaming about one's partner, just as Fang Xuemu was not able to cut steel with shadows at the beginning, Yu Xiu De's fate is also steadily improving.

Looking at the long, thin, rusty chains hanging down from the ceiling, as densely packed as catkins, Yu Xiu De already had a rough idea in his mind.

He put down the photo, walked straight towards the iron railing, and his body passed through like a ghost.

The chains on the ceiling began to shake, as if resisting Yu Xiu De from leaving the prison, but under the influence of [Nightmare], they were just shaking and did not take the next step.

Yu Xiu De looked around. There was more to the dungeon than just the room where he appeared. However, Yu Xiu De was not interested in exploring other cells and seeing what little secrets were inside.

Because he wanted to grasp the key point, first confirm the identity of the owner of the dream and confirm his guess.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed, and a door appeared to be suspended in front of him.

Yu Xiu De entered the door and appeared on the other side of the door, which was the deepest part of the dream.

Without any mental guards, any imaginary interference, or any memory maze, Yu Xiu De directly reached his destination and came to the side of the dream subject.

He is not the god of dreams, nor the creator of dreams, but he is the nightmare.

In a dream, nothing can stop the nightmare.

'It really is you, control freak.'

Yu Xiu De knew the owner of the dream.

She has a slender figure with a mature and feminine charm, exuding an elegant and majestic temperament. Her hair is light-colored, long, smooth, and neatly combed, falling on her shoulders.

Her outfit tends to be simple yet very elegant. It is a well-fitting women's suit paired with high heels. She has both feminine beauty and a strong sense of oppression that is difficult to ignore.

Countless silver chains gathered in her hands, and those chains extended into the endless void. She was like an invisible controller, dominating everything around her.

She closed her eyes.

But as if sensing the presence of a guest in the dream, a silver chain emerged from the void outside the dream and pierced straight into the back of the woman's head.

The woman's tightly closed eyelids moved.

"..."

Yu Xiu De left the dream.

……

The next morning, Fang Xuemu got up very early.

While Yu Xiu De hadn't gotten up yet and Fang Xue Han was still sleeping, Fang Xue Mu, who had been thinking all night but became more energetic the more she thought, opened her bright scarlet eyes, opened the door, ran to the bathroom, and washed her face and brushed her teeth awkwardly.

Normally, Fang Xuemu would let Fang Xuehan do this kind of activity. However, if the body maintained a good work and rest schedule, then even if the other personality of the "Two-Faced Man" remained awake, it wouldn't matter.

But even so, Fang Xuemu still possesses a life skill that Fang Xuehan is not familiar with.

After washing up, I looked at the schedule and it was only 6:30 in the morning.

After confirming that Yu Xiu De had not gotten up yet, Fang Xue Mu showed an evil smile, tiptoed into the kitchen, and started her evil plan for today.

The sunlight from the kitchen shines through the window onto the orange tiles, and the air is filled with the aroma of ingredients. A fresh egg lies quietly on the cutting board, its surface smooth and slightly reflecting the sunlight.

Fang Xuemu's mind flickered as she cracked the egg. The shell cracked under the gentle pressure of her fingertips, and the egg white and yolk slowly slid into the pot with a crisp hiss. The oil in the pot exploded the moment the egg fell in, and the golden yolk, like a small sun, emitted an alluring glow.

As the flames burned, the eggs tumbled and sizzled in the pan. The oil sent up tiny droplets that quickly fell back to the bottom, adding a touch of liveliness. Over time, the egg whites gradually solidified, turning a milky white that contrasted sharply with the vibrant yolk inside.

Fang Xuemu gently flipped the egg with a spatula to ensure that the yolk remained intact, secretly looking forward to the perfect half-cooked state - she didn't know what Yu Xiude liked, because Yu Xiude seemed to be able to eat everything and was not picky about any taste, so she made breakfast according to his own taste.

Fang Xuehan likes to eat it well-done, but Fang Xuemu likes to eat it half-cooked.

A few minutes later, a warm aroma spread and gradually filled the entire kitchen. She used a spatula to scoop up the fried eggs and placed them on a white plate. The color was bright, simple but very tempting.

Fang Xuemu, wearing an apron, twisted her fingers and sprinkled some fine salt and black pepper. The simple seasoning made this ordinary fried egg look particularly delicious.

After cutting a few more slices of bread and spreading strawberry jam on it, Fang Xuemu used her shadow to carry the plate to the dining table. She took off her apron, walked to the table, put her hands on her hips, and looked at her masterpiece with great satisfaction.

Fang Xuehan doesn't know how to cook, because she doesn't need to cook at all, she can enjoy the three meals a day prepared for her by her mother Fang Meifen.

But Fang Xuemu is different.

Initially, she was merely regarded as Fang Xuehan's vassal, a hysterical person. The [Two-Faced Man] could not share senses and memories. When one side gained control of the body, the other side could only observe the world indirectly by observing the words and reactions of the side that controlled the body.

When Fang Xuemu was a child, she longed to taste the food, so she would sometimes get up in the middle of the night while Fang Xuehan was asleep, and cook for herself.

Unpalatable, barely edible, ordinary - Fang Xuemu honed her cooking skills bit by bit, while being careful not to be discovered by her parents, because her father would beat and kick this body that wandered around the kitchen full of weapons in the middle of the night, and her mother would increase the dosage of medicine for this body because she was afraid of her child's hysterical attack.

Even after arriving at a new family, Fang Xuemu couldn't change this habit.

But she didn't have to carefully calculate how much food she could consume without being discovered, how light her movements should be so as not to wake others, and... she didn't have to stay up late. The fatigue of the [Two-Faced Man]'s body would be reflected on the "side" that was controlling the body.

Fang Xuemu remembered who was responsible for all this.

Looking at the bedroom door that was still tightly closed, Fang Xuemu, who was sitting on the chair, couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.

She was still thinking about a question.

Fang Xuehan, who had woken up at some unknown time, made a curious sound in Fang Xuemu's heart.

"Mu, do you really want to have breakfast with your brother?"

'Xuehan, shut up!'