My family runs an adventurer's guild.

In the center of the largest floating island in the archipelago stands a wide, circular platform. At the center of the platform is a lavishly decorated pink bed, and nestled among the pillows and quilts on the bed is a large, furry, orange dormouse.

Since the birth of this world, this giant orange dormouse has always been curled up in her bed, sleeping soundly and no one can wake her up, as if the whole world is nothing more than a dream to her.

—In a sense, that is indeed the case.

Because this is the dream kingdom of the sleep goddess "Mengmeng".

This giant orange dormice, who is perpetually asleep, is the embodiment of the goddess of sleep, "Mengmeng," and is also her form before she was deified.

In this fantastical world where gods clash and demons run rampant, the goddess of sleep, "Mengmeng," is a very young and weak deity. She has only been a god for a little over twenty years, and her followers number only a few thousand to a few tens of thousands. However, for the Golden Dragon Kingdom, the goddess of sleep, "Mengmeng," holds a very special significance, because she is the first and only deity in the Golden Dragon Kingdom to successfully "ascend to the throne."

—The sleeping goddess "Mengmeng" before the Investiture of the Gods was originally a golden dragon's dormouse pet.

Normal dormice typically hibernate for six to nine months each year, making them top-tier survivors in the "sleeping world."

But the dormouse "Mengmeng" is even more peculiar. She has never woken up since she fell asleep two hundred years ago!

If it were any other ordinary dormice, recklessly acting like "Mengmeng," it would probably have starved to death in its sleep, unable to wake up. However, because the female dormice "Mengmeng" had signed a "life-sharing" magical pet contract with her golden dragon master, she could share life force with him. Therefore, no matter how much she slept, she would never die, and could even communicate with her master in her dreams.

Next, perhaps because this dormouse named "Mengmeng" could sleep so much, she somehow came into contact with the divine laws of the concept of "sleep" in her dreams. Then, she slowly condensed her divine essence, ignited her divine fire, and mastered the divine office of "sleep"... In short, when "Mengmeng," this dormouse, successfully "raised her divine throne" in her dreams and became the Goddess of Sleep, the whole world was stunned!

But in any case, this lucky dormouse named "Mengmeng" has indeed become a true god.

Even a very weak true god, a true god who has been asleep for a long time, still has a church and priests, and can bestow divine magic!

To the Ingram Dynasty, which ruled the Golden Dragon Kingdom, this seemed like a prestigious and glorious thing for a kingdom with such a short history—even the Golden Dragon's Dormouse pet had become a god, so how noble must its masters, the Golden Dragon Clan, be? Masters of gods?!

Look, even the mighty gods are pets of the Golden Dragon Clan! You mortals, why don't you obediently kneel and lick their boots, handing over your gold and silver treasures?!

—In fact, many high-ranking dragons in the Golden Dragon Kingdom had once curiously played with this strange, perpetually sleeping dormice…

In short, the newly established Church of the Sleeping Goddess "Mengmeng" received strong support and funding from the dragon rulers in the Golden Dragon Kingdom. It quickly acquired more than ten temples, dozens of Sleeping God priests who were half-awake and half-asleep all day, and a group of extremely sleepy Sleeping God believers... Our protagonist, the transmigrator Feli's mistress, the silver dragon Miss Lulutia who hibernates for eleven months every year, is one of the devout followers of this newly crowned Sleeping Goddess "Mengmeng".

As a perk bestowed upon devout believers and a means to open up the market for faith, the followers of the sleep goddess "Mengmeng" can enter her dream realm without having to wait until after death... Unfortunately, as a novice among the gods, Mengmeng's dream realm is quite monotonous, with nothing interesting to do. As a result, many souls of Mengmeng's followers have nothing to do after entering the realm and can only continue sleeping out of boredom.

—Continuing to sleep in the kingdom of the god of sleep... Hmm, should this be considered blasphemy or piety?

Of course, among these incredibly bored individuals, Lulutia, the guild master of the Adventurers' Guild in Totoro Town, is clearly not included. Her life in the Land of Sleep is quite exciting and interesting, even to the point of being bursting with contentment.

So much so that when she finally woke up a few times, the impoverished and mundane reality of life in the town's adventurers' guild seemed so pale, barren, and boring to Miss Lulutia.

If it weren't for the need to eat regularly and handle chores, she probably would have preferred to sleep forever and remain lost in her dreams!

At this very moment, Miss Lulutia, in her massive form as a silver dragon, was lazily lying on a flat, grassy island, her round eyes wide open, staring intently at a long row of layered virtual screens in front of her.

Each light screen created in the dream through [Fantasy Manifestation] plays various movies and anime, or runs different games: *Fate/Zero: Holy Grail War*, *Game of Thrones*, *Mass Effect*, *Legend of the Galactic Heroes*, *Harry Potter*, *Resident Evil*, *Sword Art Online*, *Highschool of the Dead*, *Fallout*, *Touhou Gensokyo*...

—Clearly, all of the above, which has a completely different style from this simple and robust medieval fantasy world, all come from Lulutia's cat-like pet, originally named Wang Qiu, now known as Phil, an Earth transmigrator.

Chapter 15, Unable to Escape from the Dream

Although Wang Qiu, who had become a cat-human, tried to conceal his identity when he first transmigrated to the other world, he quickly failed.

Because of the signed soul contract, no magical pet has any secrets from its master.

As long as the difference in strength between the two sides is large enough, the master can access any memory of the magical pet at any time. It is conceivable that the strength of a mere cat is almost like an ant in the eyes of the dragons!

Therefore, the secret buried in the transmigrator's mind was quickly discovered by his silver dragon mistress.

Then, the silver dragon lady, who was very interested in this, immediately and without hesitation activated the magical pet contract, dragged Phili's soul into the dream space, and extracted everything in his memory for careful examination... The various troubles during this period were really hard to describe in words.

Anyway, by the time Phil came out, it felt like the whole person, no, the whole cat, had been put through the wringer, and even his childhood memories of bedwetting and cheating on exams were dug up.

Of course, as a result, he finally gained the acceptance and trust of the female owner and was able to continue living in the other world.

—Even though he was a magical pet… but thinking that even a true god was nothing more than a dragon’s magical pet, he felt at peace.

Having suddenly gained so much interesting knowledge and entertainment, Lulutia became even more engrossed in her dreams, becoming even more of a recluse than before. In her dreams, she could fully appreciate the fascinating things she'd dug out of Firi's head, and, relying on the incredibly cool time-space magic unique to the Silver Dragon race, conduct all sorts of unbelievable research and exploration. It's said that she's now able to access these story worlds!

—How exactly did this female silver dragon manage to do such a thing… Although Lulutia generously opened up all her knowledge of time and space magic to Firi, Firi seemed like a primary school student reading a computer programming book, understanding almost nothing… So, what kind of brains do those magicians and heroes in anime and games who can immediately master magic as soon as they get a spell or manual have?

Of course, such an extremely unscientific exploration of another dimension is a very complex and massive project, which Lulutia, a single silver dragon, couldn't handle alone. Therefore, on this floating island, another silver dragon and a gold dragon were also engrossed in staring at a vast array of layered virtual screens. Adding to this were layers upon layers of books, scrolls, notebooks, crystal balls, magic furnaces, magic circles, planetariums… and all sorts of other things that Phil couldn't understand at all, but which looked incredibly high-end and sophisticated.

These three metallic dragons, in their true forms, along with a whole bunch of odds and ends they'd made, completely filled the island. So much so that when Phili entered the dream, she couldn't find anywhere to put her feet on the island for a moment, and finally had to jump onto Lulutia's back.

"...Oh! It's Phil? It doesn't seem like it's time to get up yet! I think my body can still hold up..."

After a long pause, a languid female voice slowly rang out—as if she didn't even notice the little thing on her back. The silver dragon, Lulutia, continued intently at the screen, casually greeting the speaker without turning her head, "...We've just reached, no, figured out, the most crucial part, so I'm going to sleep for another month... no, a month and a half. When that time comes, come and call me in my dreams..."

"...Meow!! My dear mistress, meow! There's no time for you to dream now! Do you know that disaster is imminent?"

Seeing the silver dragon mistress's lazy, oblivious demeanor, Firi, already anxious and frustrated, couldn't help but start waving her arms and legs on the dragon's back. "...Our Adventurers' Guild has just been ordered to be dissolved by the new lord! The city hall is coming to confiscate our houses in ten days! If you don't come out and think of a solution, we'll all be kicked out of our homes and left to wander the streets in ten days!"

"...What? What did you say? Abolishing the guild? Confiscating the property? How is that possible?!"

Hearing Phil's incoherent rant, the previously lazy silver dragon suddenly became startled, quickly grabbing Phil with her claws and pulling her close, demanding, "...Tell me quickly, what exactly happened outside?! Tell me everything you know!"

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The dream realm of the goddess of sleep, "Memme," and the floating island of the silver dragon, Lulutia.

"...Although what I'm about to say might be a bit harsh, I have to say it, Lulutia, your Adventurers' Guild really should have gone bankrupt a long time ago. What's that word again? Right, a zombie company! Your Adventurers' Guild is a classic zombie company!"

A massive, gleaming golden dragon, perched on the lush green lawn, beamed with a hearty smile as it spoke casually to the sulking silver dragon, Lulutia, "...We're practically living off the city hall's subsidies, averaging only one quest a month. And even those few life-saving quests are mostly issued by the city hall to favor your guild. And yet, even these few quests specifically designed to benefit your adventurers' guild have turned out like this! Hahaha! They actually staged a sewer explosion and a fountain of excrement during the lord's inauguration ceremony! Hahaha! Our lovely Princess Catherine must have been so angry she was breathing fire on the spot! I wonder if she tore a few people apart?"

—This cheerful and generous golden dragon is named Harald, and he holds a very special position in this wondrous dream realm. Because, back then, it was Harald, this golden dragon, who signed a magical pet contract with the then-ordinary dormouse, the goddess of sleep, "Mewm." Then, when the dormouse Mewm became a god, Harald, as her master, also benefited, being promoted—or rather, demoted—to become the demigod mount of the goddess of sleep, "Mewm."

Well, suddenly becoming the mount of one's own magical pet seems like a rather humiliating thing for a golden dragon. However, as the goddess of sleep, the Dormouse "Mengmeng" has been in a deep slumber since her ascension to godhood, or more precisely, from two hundred years before her ascension to godhood until now. It is expected that she will definitely not wake up until her death, so it is impossible for her to ride Harald.

Therefore, Harald's title of "Mount of the Sleeping God" became merely nominal, a nominal obligation and a de facto honor. The benefits, however, were real—Harald, originally just a lazy dragon who considered himself an adventurer but spent his days idly, somehow rose to the status of a demigod thanks to his own magical pet… albeit a largely fabricated one…

“…Harald is right, the Adventurers’ Guild in Totoro Town should have gone out of business long ago.”

Another adult female silver dragon, who was also squatting on this floating island, called herself the Great Sage Helena, echoed in a calm tone, "...Lulutia, as far as I know, generally speaking, adventurers' guilds either start in the wild borderlands where monsters are numerous, providing logistics and management for adventurers who hunt monsters; or they are established in bustling metropolises, whose main task is to escort caravans that set off from the city to trade in distant places."

Totoro Town, located in the near-territory, has neither advantage. There are no monsters to hunt nearby, and no caravans to escort. Even if the locals occasionally need to hire adventurers, they can simply post a quest at the Adventurers' Guild in the nearby capital, Thousand Sails, instead of duplicating their efforts by starting another guild... So, it's perfectly normal that your guild was disbanded.

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PS: A few days ago, it was US lawmakers who nominated Trump for the Nobel Peace Prize to curry favor with the government. Now, President Trump himself tweeted that he not only wants to win the Peace Prize, but also to achieve a "world victory".

It feels like Hitler forced Sweden to award him the Nobel Peace Prize in 1940.

In the past, everyone was used to the hypocritical behavior of Americans pretending to be great and righteous, but now that they have suddenly become so utterly shameless, it is really hard to get used to.

Once upon a time, the online pro-American faction was enormous, with its praises of the US reaching fever pitch, and the pro-Americans felt incredibly powerful. But now, the pro-American faction has gradually declined. As the US has become increasingly shameless, only a few stubborn individuals remain, fighting like cornered beasts, putting on a brave face in their death throes—they no longer talk about the spirit of contracts or international obligations, only about the strength of the US military, claiming that other forces are no match for them, and that they should be grateful to the US for their survival.

Chapter 16. Is this a "sleepwalking" version of an online chat room?

"...Hey, hey, don't talk about it so casually, meow! That Mr. Golden Dragon and this Ms. Silver Dragon!"

Listening to the dragons' feigned "rational, objective, and neutral" comments, and seeing her master's bewildered expression, Firi, already frantic with worry, finally disregarded all social status and shouted, "...It's not you who are about to be kicked out of the house! If you don't hurry up and find a way out, once the ten-day deadline is over, Miss Lulutia and I will be left to beg on the streets..."

No, begging certainly won't feed a dragon. So Miss Lulutia will have to become an adventurer herself, venturing into the inland wilderness west of the Great Cliff, living in a leaky and stuffy cave, and filling her stomach each day with dragon breath to roast buffalo, wild horses, savages, and goblins..."

"...And while we're at it, let's have a few more matches with those wild dragons over there?" Harald interjected jokingly.

"...Right, right, let's fight those wild dragons over there a few more times... No! How can a lazy, homebody dragon like Miss Lulutia possibly beat those wild dragons in the Westfall? She'd probably be roasted into a dragon steak in one go..."

Phil accidentally blurted out what was on her mind.

"...What? So you actually look down on me like this?!" Upon discovering that even her own magical pet underestimated her combat abilities, the silver dragon Lulutia was instantly enraged. She grabbed Firi by the scruff of his neck with her dragon claws and lifted him up. "...Is that how a pet talks to its master?"

"...Alright, Harald, Lulutia, stop teasing Phili!"

The Dragon Sage Helena chuckled and smoothed things over, "...Piri, you don't need to be in such a hurry! Your master hasn't just been sleeping all these years, but has been seriously preparing for new adventures... Look, this is it." She pointed with her tail to the magic circles and virtual screens around them.

Lulutia, on the other hand, struck a very impressive pose, put Firi back on the ground, and announced arrogantly, "...Ta-da! My interdimensional exploration plan has just achieved a major breakthrough, and I will soon be able to embark on a grand interdimensional adventure!"

"...Exploring another dimension? Can lying here watching anime and movies be considered exploration?"

Phil rolled her eyes dismissively, but seeing the serious looks in the eyes of the three dragons beside her, she couldn't help but feel a chill and gradually became serious. "...Do you really want to go on adventures in these story worlds? No, you mean send adventurers there to risk their lives?!"

—Although the Silver Dragon race possesses a talent for spatial magic and extremely strong physical attributes, even so, attempting interdimensional travel is still an extremely risky adventure, which cannot be overstated as playing with one's life or courting death.

Leaving aside whether travelers crossing dimensions could withstand the void turbulence during their journey, if that other dimension possesses a global will and is extremely hostile to outsiders, those travelers who travel there out of curiosity would very likely be annihilated instantly!

Of course, there is an even greater possibility that they are simply unable to break through the dimensional barrier with their true form and can only watch helplessly from the outside.

Therefore, although Miss Silver Dragon Lulutia had already successfully found these story worlds, she was never able to enter them, let alone send anyone there. At most, she could only become a voyeur, watching the story over and over again through the screen and crystal ball, or rather, "observing the evolution of the alternate dimensions."

Could it be that she has recently made a major breakthrough in this area of ​​research by brainstorming with her partners?

"...Well, how should I put it? It's really just a change of perspective."

The Silver Dragon Lady Helena, the Great Sage who recently came to participate in the research, or rather, became friends with Lulutia, explained with a smile, "...Since it's too dangerous to send our true form or soul over from here, why not use what we have and create a temporary clone directly in that plane?"

"...It sounds...very much like a player creating a character in an online game?"

Phil's lips twitched, her mood subtly strange. "...Hmm, I must say, this idea is brilliant. Has it already succeeded?"

"...To be precise, it's not entirely successful yet. However, based on our analysis, it should be theoretically entirely feasible, and there are successful examples; it just needs practical testing," Lulutia replied confidently. "...In fact, this method of interdimensional travel is not our original invention, but a mature spell from another world. Not long ago, Uncle Harald, representing His Highness the God of Sleep, made a deal with the will of another world, acquiring this spell in exchange for helping them solve a certain problem. After some further testing and confirmation, it can be widely adopted."

"...Huh? So, you got this spell, but you haven't even had a chance to try it out once?"

Phil quickly grasped the key point from these words: "...Aren't you afraid of being deceived? The world's will can also extort people!"

"...That's why we need to find volunteers to test it out first, to see if this spell really works!" Lulutia replied matter-of-factly.

"...Um...may I ask, how long does it take to complete one test?" Phil asked cautiously.

"...Well...after all, this is something from another world, and there are just too many uncertainties. Besides, we haven't even started testing yet, and we don't even know if the time flow on both sides is synchronized. Who can make an accurate estimate? To be conservative, one or two months should be enough!"

"...But in ten days, the city hall will send people to take over our Adventurers' Guild's house!"

Phil almost cried as he yelled at his mistress, "...Where is there any time for you to finish the experiment step by step?"

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"...I can help with this problem," the Dragon Sage Helena interjected. "...Princess Catherine, now the ruler of Totoro Town, was once my student. I believe that out of respect for her teacher, she will give you some leeway and concessions..."

"...You can speak to the princess? That's wonderful! Let's quickly leave this dream and find a place to meet!"

Upon hearing that Ms. Helena had such connections, Phil's eyes immediately lit up. "...Next, we'll find a way to request an audience with the princess..."

"...Hey, this kind of communication can be done just as easily in dreams! And it's even more convenient! Why make it so complicated?"

The demigod golden dragon Harald grinned, "...Wait here for a moment, I'll be right back!"

After saying that, he spread his wings and flew away from the floating island. A moment later, he flew back carrying a blonde loli.

—Phili looked closely and saw that the blonde girl in front of her, wearing a blue-green nightgown, a lace nightcap, bare white feet, and with an extremely ugly face as if someone owed her millions, was none other than Princess Catherine, the Golden Dragon, who had just arrived in Totoro Town as its lord yesterday.

It turns out she's also a follower of the goddess of sleep, "Memme"!

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PS: Commemorating the 10th anniversary of the Wenchuan earthquake, and celebrating that our lives have continued to improve over the past decade.

I watched Avengers: Infinity War today. How should I put it? The villain Thanos, the "Director of the Universal Forced Family Planning Committee," won, and the ending of half of humanity being wiped out was depressing. However, the way of fighting in the era of cosmic warfare was still mainly hand-to-hand combat like in Romance of the Three Kingdoms. They didn't like to use weapons and were more interested in boxing. It's just that I don't know how to criticize it.

The Battle of Wakanda doesn't feel like a "starship paratrooper" sci-fi story; it's more like the Battle of Helm's Deep from "The Lord of the Rings." The alien army is also made up of beasts, which seems similar to the orc army of Mordor. It's really getting more and more like a fantasy monster movie.

I feel like Marvel is a magical world that seems like science fiction but is actually a fantasy world!

Chapter 17, Let's embark on a spontaneous adventure in the Type-Moon world! (Part 1)

Looking at Princess Catherine, the golden dragon, who had been thrown onto the lawn in front of her, Phil felt a mix of emotions and a flurry of thoughts.

In the real world, to even have an audience with this princess usually requires racking one's brains, leveraging connections, and navigating numerous layers of bureaucracy. The bribes and kickbacks to servants and maids alone would amount to countless sums, and the wait could range from several days to several months. But in this dream world, meeting the princess is instantaneous—it's practically like a sleepwalking version of an online chat room!

The Church of Hypnos, acting as an intermediary, seems to be a kind of divine version of the internet? Hmm, considering the explosive growth of the internet economy on Earth, the prospects for this novice Hypnos are absolutely bright, based solely on its information exchange function. As for the various industries that can be derived from it, it's an untapped goldmine… unfortunately, it seems no one here has clearly realized this yet…

Meanwhile, Princess Catherine, who had been forcibly dragged over, was in a terrible mood, so much so that her pretty little face was all scrunched up.

—Princess Catherine, currently in human form, has used the [Illusion Manifestation] spell in her dream to remove her pajamas and change into formal attire. From Phil's perspective, she has a soft, youthful face, rosy lips, bright eyes, and a head of smooth, sun-kissed golden hair meticulously styled into an intricate updo adorned with various flower and butterfly-shaped gemstone hair clips. Her small body is wrapped in a slightly oversized deep red dress embroidered with gold and purple patterns, and on her feet are a pair of shiny black high heels… It's clear how hard this "princess who never grows up" tries to dress herself up more maturely.

The problem is that her pitifully small frame, which is less than a meter tall, makes all of Princess Catherine's efforts seem like a child pretending to be an adult, which makes people want to rub her, cuddle her, and lift her up high (laughs).