Ark Heroine Development Plan

Chen began to recall the content of the dream. Just as she said, there was nothing special about this dream about Guan Yueli. Guan Yueli was just sitting alone in a dark environment.

"...You sat there with your eyes closed, with Myōō lying across your legs, but without the other cherry-colored sword."

Guan Yueli raised his eyebrows: "No cherry-colored knife? Didn't you see it or don't you have it?"

"...Is there any difference between the two?" Chen was a little confused.

"Of course there is a difference, such an obvious difference."

Guan Yueli looked at Chen as if he were a fool: "One is that there is nothing, and the other is that there is but you didn't see it. Isn't the difference big?"

Chen Na was naturally unhappy with Guan Yueli's look: "How do you know it's not that it doesn't exist, but that I didn't see it?"

"Then let me ask you, isn't this your dream?"

"I--"

Chen wanted to jump up and hit Guan Yueli, but she suppressed her anger: "Now it's your turn to not believe it? Then I can't explain it. Do you want me to sleep with you and find you right there?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Guan Yueli's eyes lit up:

"Good idea! That will solve your problem."

"...Are you serious?"

"How could I not be serious? Come on, lie down."

Guan Yueli patted his thigh.

Chen hesitated for a while, then lay down directly on the tatami.

She looked at the chandelier on the ceiling and asked, "Do you have a way to make me fall asleep directly? Even if I fall asleep... I can't guarantee that I will dream about the same things I dreamed about at night. I didn't dream about them during my lunch break."

"I'm here, so just sleep peacefully."

"So what do you want me to do—"

Guan Yueli's fingers tapped lightly on Ming Wang's scabbard.

A faint buzzing sound reached Chen's ears, and the inexplicable, familiar resonance seemed to evoke something in her soul.

She soon fell into a deep sleep.

“That’s really the case…”

Guan Yueli looked at Chen's sleeping face and muttered softly, "This side effect is quite serious. It seems that the first operation was not well controlled."

She moved her body, half leaning against the wall, resting Chen's head on her thighs, and holding her cheeks with her hands.

"Just think of it as compensation for your kindness, Xiao Chen. How much you can take... is up to you."

The woman whispered this softly, lowering her head slightly. Her long cherry-colored hair fell down, covering Chen's face like a curtain.

Chapter 7702 - You Wake Up, It's Already

When Chen realized she needed to open her eyes, she was already in a dream that she had experienced countless times in the past.

The darkness spreads infinitely and the depth has no end.

Her sight extended to the only place with light. There, in the faint glow of the deep darkness, the waterfall of cherry blossoms was the only color in the infinite darkness.

A woman in a cherry-colored kimono was sitting, a long nodachi placed across her legs, and nothing else.

Chen stared at Guan Yueli, feeling an indescribable complex emotion in his heart.

She had never seen Guan Yueli like this before.

So silent, so cold, so... lonely.

She was clearly just sitting there, as if meditating, but she seemed cut off from the world - not that she was isolated from the world, but that she chose to abandon the world.

The invisible knife cuts the boundaries into pieces, leaving only endless darkness and waiting, and time with no end in sight.

Chen put aside her complex emotions for the moment and tried to zoom in, searching for Guan Yueli's sword, which, like Ming Wang's, she never left. She had never done this before.

Because in every dream, Chen had no initiative. She was just a bystander, watching Guan Yueli sitting there from a fixed perspective. She could not feel anything except the indescribable complex emotions.

But this time... she seemed to be able to control her perspective and get closer and closer to Guan Yueli.

The woman's face was right in front of him. This face did not have the slightest bit of Guan Yueli's usual frivolous and casual look. Instead, it was full of awe-inspiring sacredness. The solemnity was more penetrating than the black sword on her leg.

It was as if she was doing something great that could not be desecrated.

This majestic power was so overwhelming that even Chen, who was observing it through dreams, had to bear an indescribable pressure. The closer he got to Guan Yueli, the greater the pressure became.

It was so huge that even in his dream, Chen could clearly feel the swelling and pain in his head.

Suppressing the discomfort, Chen's "perspective" circled Guan Yueli several times, but still did not find the cherry-colored sword.

Sure enough, there isn't one, but...

Chen, who already had the answer, now had another question in his mind - what does that knife represent?

When Guan Yueli heard Chen say that she did not carry the knife in her dream, there was obvious surprise on her face. Xingxiong, who told her the story that night, also revealed the specialness of the knife.

With this question in mind, which Guan Yueli probably would not answer, Chen began to try to "wake up".

But she failed.

The girl's heart sank. Her mind was very clear and she knew she was dreaming, but no matter how she tried to wake up, it had no effect.

"With Guanyue here, there's no doubt nothing will go wrong. So, what on earth is going on?"

The dreams that Guan Yueli hypnotizes you into are different in many ways from the dreams that you have when you fall asleep on your own. Is this one of them?

“But there’s nothing I can do.”

Chen is now just a "perspective" and cannot convey anything with her thoughts alone - she had tried to call Guan Yueli a long time ago, but received no response.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally tried to "touch," to touch with her mind.

Carrying the huge pressure, Chen reluctantly placed his hand on Guan Yueli's head. The incredibly smooth and dreamy touch made Chen stunned for two seconds, and then he slowly moved down.

The feeling transmitted back by the thought was very vivid, and the cool and delicate feeling at the touch was as if touching the real Guan Yueli - although Chen had never touched the real Guan Yueli and could not compare the feeling, Chen felt that this was no different from the real thing.

But no matter how Chen touched, pinched, or even started rubbing (pointing to the face), Guan Yueli did not react.

The inspector now seemed to be unable to find any elements that could trigger the next task. She was impatient and anxious, not to mention that she had to resist the oppression from Guan Yueli all the time.

Soon, her gaze moved downwards, to the knife on Guan Yueli's thigh.

"……knife."

The key factor that made Guan Yueli let her dream was the "knife", so this knife might be able to...

Chen didn't care about that and directly moved his consciousness to Ming Wang, and then -

Then something happened.

How can I describe the feeling that Chen's consciousness experienced at that moment?

The chariot bound for hell roars and slams into you, yet instead of ripping you apart, it carries your body headlong into an unfathomable abyss. Your organs, limbs, and brain are pierced and crushed by the fierce wind at breakneck speed, while the fierce horse furiously tramples your body with its iron hooves, repeating the same process a million times in an instant. Hundreds of chants echo in your ears, a thousand bells hum and resonate, and ten thousand thunderbolts and an infinite roar reverberate through eternity.

This suffering that extends from the human world to the underworld only lasts for a moment.

The pair of eyes that were originally closed had opened without me noticing when.

In those indifferent crimson-purple pupils, emptiness and darkness were reflected, but also... the phantom of Chen.

She whispered softly:

"One should not enjoy slaughter."

Ming Wang's scabbard broke, and the wild sword hidden in the scabbard, which should have been extremely sharp, was covered by countless black crystals, completely turning into a blunt weapon.

"Thunder should be used." She chanted again.

The pitch-black crystals peeled off and crumbled, revealing the murderous weapon's fangs. However, there was no cold light flashing on the unmatched sharp blade. The pitch-black covering the blade seemed like an inescapable sin...

And finally, the woman grasped the hilt of the knife.

The coldness and silence in her eyes were swept away, and the solemnity and coldness on her face melted away, turning into something else.

"You should see my heart clearly."

The darkness that seemed to never fade away did not fade away, but was... covered.

Completely covered by another egoistic will that overrides everything.

Then, the purple color that was exactly the same as the woman's pupils engulfed the sword.

Afterwards, Guan Yueli cast his gaze towards the empty nothingness and said calmly:

"Remember?"

She simply said it, seemingly without expecting an answer at all.

The woman raised the wild sword that was burning with blazing purple flames and swung it down from top to bottom.

Thus, the world was divided into two.

After that, Chen woke up. What greeted her was the beautiful face that had oppressed her in her dreams and made her almost breathless, and a familiar, frivolous and casual voice:

"Good afternoon, Xiao Chen."

"Congratulations, I've defeated Wei Yanwu. Now you are the master of Longmen!"

The woman blinked:

"As a gift after thirty years, isn't this gift particularly meaningful?"

Chapter 141 - Bug Compensation from Guanyueli Operations Team

Chen was silent for about two or three seconds. Finally, holding his forehead, he asked in a hoarse voice, "How long have you slept?"

"Didn't I just say it? Thirty years." Guan Yueli answered seriously.

Chen nodded: "Thirty minutes...Okay, got it."

"No, you really slept for thirty years."

Seeing Chen's disbelief, Guan Yueli suddenly became serious: "Xiao Chen, if you don't believe me, just look up."

So Chen subconsciously looked up at the ceiling.

"..."

The original Oriental-style roof slowly opened to the sides, revealing steel and cables from the wooden structure. Aircraft flew across the sky from time to time, and Chen even heard a warning to pay attention to traffic safety!

She looked at Guan Yueli blankly and at a loss, with panic in her eyes obvious.

"I really... slept for thirty years?!" Chen's tone was full of disbelief.

Guan Yueli stared straight at Chen, his eyes full of pity and sadness: "Yes, Xiao Chen, you really slept for thirty years, because I was careless, accidentally... no... hahahahahahaha!"

The despicable woman rolled on the ground, holding her stomach, from one end of the room to the other, and her laughter echoed throughout the yard.

"Oh, no, no, why didn't I just...hahahaha, didn't take a picture. Xiao Xiao He, you...hahahahaha...did you record it?"

The strongest Onmyoji of the Hundred Demons popped his head out from the side of the corridor and said, "Master, you didn't give any orders."

"Ah...what a pity." Guan Yueli sighed first, then continued to laugh.

"Uh……"

He Mao Jingyu looked at Chen, whose expression was extremely interesting, and out of guilt, gave a friendly reminder:

"Um, Ms. Chen, that was just an illusion of mine. Don't take it seriously. You really only slept for thirty minutes."

"Oh, um, thank you."

Chen nodded mechanically, feeling neither sad nor happy.

"Could you please close the door?"

"Oh, oh, okay, bye." The little girl nodded, glanced at Guan Yueli who was still rolling around, stuck out her tongue at Chen embarrassedly, and closed the shoji door.

Chen kept regulating his breathing, trying his best to ask in a voice that was barely calm, "Have you laughed enough?"

If she had a knife in her hand now, she would never ask this question, but would jump and chop Guan Yueli's head without saying a word.