Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

"The void device... time restarts... the endless cycle of the Flower God's Birthday Festival... and that strange sound that always rings before the restart..." Ying muttered to herself, "... and, Xumi people don't dream."

"I understand!" In a sudden moment of enlightenment, Ying saw through the truth, "This isn't a time restart at all, but we're trapped in a dream! It's not that the Xumi people can't dream, but their dreams have been taken away from them by the Order through the void from the very beginning!"

"So even if we remove the Void Terminal, it will be useless. This is because our Void Terminal has not been removed in reality."

"That's right!" Nashida smiled. "This is the first time you've seen through the truth of the time restart purely on your own. So far, this is the best result."

"But...but what should we do in this case? Do we have to find a way to notify the outside world to help us remove the void terminal?" Paimeng's words were a little panicked.

"If it were so easy to resolve, I could have exited the dream and come to the outside world to remove the Void Terminal for you." Nashida crossed her arms. "But after the Order Academy launched this plan, forcibly removing the Void Terminal midway would have a high probability of causing irreversible damage. The worst-case scenario would be that you'd be trapped in the dream, unable to find an exit, lost until your real body dies."

"This is also the biggest problem right now. Constantly reincarnating in dreams is not without burden for people. This burden is even very heavy. If it were an ordinary person, they would be weak for a period of time afterwards - but if it were someone who was born weak..."

"...Dina Zedai!" Ying reacted immediately. There was a flash of panic in her eyes, but she was calmed down by Nashida the next moment.

"Don't worry, we're not alone. Although you're the only ones who have realized the truth in the dream, in reality, someone is helping us." Nashida wiggled her fingers, her lips curled up. "Amber has probably gathered those with congenitally weak bodies together and has them under special care, so nothing will go wrong easily."

"-But we still have to break the dream as soon as possible, right?" Ying's tightly furrowed brows still did not relax, and her question received a positive answer from Nashida.

"Yes, the dream we're in right now is essentially a giant dream formed by combining many smaller dreams." Nashida lowered her head slightly and explained the nature of the dream to Ying. "But to establish it, you need a dream as the 'core'. In other words, as long as the core dream is destroyed, the entire giant dream will collapse."

"So, the most urgent thing is to find this dream that serves as the core?" Ying narrowed her eyes slightly. "Then what? How do we break the dream?"

"It's simple. Just make the dreamer realize they're dreaming. Once that's resolved, the rest will fall into place." Nashida paused. "But as for how to find the core dream, I have no idea."

"Yes... so many people in Xumi City are in this huge dream. Finding the core dream is like looking for a needle in a haystack." Paimeng's words were full of loss after he sorted out the current situation, and Paimeng's current worries were also the worries of several people.

"There's nothing we can do about that... but we can try to narrow the scope." Nashida pondered for a moment. "For example, for a dream to remain stable, it often requires the dreamer to be unaware that they are dreaming. Therefore, the main subject of the dream shouldn't be someone from the Order of the Lords. If they know the plan, it would be difficult to maintain the dream's stability."

"So, if we want to maintain the dream, it's best for the core people to know nothing?" Ying pondered. "Although it hasn't shrunk much, it's better than no progress at all. We still have about ten hours until the Flower God's Birthday Festival ends, so let's try to investigate."

"Yeah." Nashida nodded, and the three of them hit it off and started testing. This lasted for several hours, but the final result made Ying extremely depressed.

"No... This efficiency is too slow." Ying sighed deeply. "Even if we don't lose our memories due to reincarnation, we don't know how long it will take to repeat the test over and over again."

Several people gathered at the edge of Xumi City and talked, their words full of disappointment, and at this time, some commotion reached their ears.

"Please! Just let me out!" At one of the exits of Xumi City, a merchant dressed as a merchant was pleading with the gatekeeper. "My goods are still piled outside the city. If I don't get rid of them today, it will be too late! I will lose so much money that I won't even be able to afford food!"

"I have elderly parents and young children at home, so please be merciful and let me go!"

"No, that's right!" the guard said sternly. "This is the order of the sages. No one is allowed to leave the city today! You can fill out a loss report later and receive some compensation after approval, but leaving the city is absolutely forbidden!"

The conversation between the merchant and the guard reached Ying's ears. She narrowed her eyes slightly and observed everything, and found something wrong.

"Why don't the sages allow anyone to leave the city?" Ying whispered her thoughts to Nashida and Paimon. "I have a guess—is this dream truly infinite? Does it have its own limits?"

Chapter 112: God's Domain

Xumi City, Jingshan Palace, passing through the long passage, you will arrive at the site of the god-making plan.

At this time, the plan to create a god has undoubtedly reached the final stage. The huge steel creature has been completed, and one of its palms is more than two people long.

The head of the steel behemoth was open, and the soldier lived in it. His human body was connected to the steel behemoth by many pipes, turning him into the "core" to drive this huge machine.

"Scaramsey, how do you feel?" The doctor recorded the parameters and slowly came to the front of the steel behemoth. Facing the doctor's question, the puppet as the core did not react at all. Instead, the machine as the body flashed a few times, and the sound of scattered soldiers was heard from it.

"It feels terrible. I can't even lift a finger on any part of my body right now."

"Haha, but at least there's no unbearable pain anymore, right? Now - all we're missing is a parameter to drive it. With the current computing power of the void, it won't take too long to calculate this parameter." Perhaps success was just around the corner, and the doctor, seeing that an interesting work was about to be created by his own hands, showed a little happiness.

"Hmph, I'll trust you again." The soldier snorted coldly, and the flashing indicator light fell silent again. The doctor recorded the parameters and paced here leisurely.

He already knew about the recent riots in Xumi City, but he had no intention of showing up or interfering. Judging from the other party's current performance, it didn't look like they would launch a strong attack for the time being. They must be waiting for an opportunity.

The doctor doesn't care what opportunity the other party is waiting for, but the time before this opportunity comes is enough to derive the driving parameters and apply them to this artificial god. At that time, his cooperation with Hazard will end here. He also doesn't care what will happen to Hazard.

"Hmm... I forgot one thing." The doctor tapped his temple with his fingers. He had been immersed in research for a while, and he almost forgot his original mission and purpose. As an executive, he had to bring the Heart of God of Sumeru back to Winter Solstice.

However, considering the current situation... Dotole thought for a moment, and then he took a more cautious approach. After the driver parameters were loaded, he withdrew and hid. When the Church and the other party were fighting each other, he would find an opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

"Oh, right... this body, about to be elevated to godhood, should also have a corresponding divine name." The doctor turned to look at the steel behemoth. He thought for a moment, "How about calling it the God of Righteousness? It would also echo the Seven-Leafed Silent Illumination Secret Lord that the Ordinary Court named for you."

"..." Facing Dotore's words, Sanbing did not bother to respond. He never cared much about names, whether it was the God of Righteousness or the Secret Lord of Seven Leaves of Silence, what mattered was that he was about to obtain the power of God.

The doctor shook his head, thinking that the soldier had acquiesced to the proposal. He briefly reflected on the research he had done during this period.

He still remembered that the original purpose was to "explore the essence of God", and this research allowed him to make a breakthrough in his understanding of the essence of God. The current Sanbing is not just a god in name only, he truly possesses some qualities that only gods have. In other words, he is at least a demigod at the moment.

Although this trip did not allow Dotore to fully understand the true nature of the gods, he still gained a lot from this research. It won't take too long to truly decipher it.

"This research is very enjoyable." Dotole's mouth curled up, his curiosity was temporarily satisfied, "but it's time to end it all, we should probably say goodbye, Scaramucci."

……

"...The temporary brigade has blocked all streets around the Church House. With our high vigilance, no one will be able to escape successfully!" In the temporary meeting room next to the Old Health Home, the messenger was reporting to Amber. Half an hour had passed since the initial operation, and there had been a lot of movement in the Church House during this half hour.

Azar ordered his guards to deploy, using the center of the House of Lords as the boundary, and organized patrols to guard against any possible attacks. This was exactly what Amber wanted - her goal was not to capture the House of Lords, at least not now.

"Where is the follow-up troops heading?" Amber tapped the table lightly and asked another messenger.

"Replying to the Divine Envoy! The follow-up troops passed through Kawan Station four hours ago and crossed Zennayuan an hour ago. They will arrive in Xumi City at six in the morning at the latest!"

"Yeah." Amber nodded. She slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the Church of the Lord High above.

Azar made one mistake after another. While Amber was well prepared, he lost control of most of Xumi City before he could react. This was exactly what Amber wanted. Just as Azar was waiting for the moment when the dream would end, Amber was also waiting for that moment.

——She was waiting for the moment when the people of Xumi City would wake up and her people would publish all the evidence of Azar's crimes.

At that time, Azar will face many excited Xumi people, and Nashida will gain the people's trust to the greatest extent in a short period of time because of her behavior of trying her best to save the Xumi people in the dream. As for Amber herself... she had laid the foundation for what she wanted to get early on, and now she just needs to go with the flow.

"...It's getting late." Amber sighed as she looked at the faint dawn light appearing on the horizon. The countdown to the arrival of dawn has begun. She wondered how Nashida's situation was progressing.

"Huh..." Amber took a deep breath. She turned to the messengers on standby and calmly gave an order: "Pass on my order. Inform all checkpoints to prepare to appease the residents of Xumi City!"

"Then, have the remaining messengers on standby be assigned to the street patrols as planned. They will follow the patrols through the streets and announce the crimes of the Great Sage and his group. This will continue until new orders are issued!"

"Yes!" A group of messengers nodded and saluted. After a while, they walked out of the conference room one after another and ran to the temporary checkpoints of various streets as quickly as possible. At this time on the streets, the original disciplinary officers were holding large-character posters and posting them in conspicuous places throughout the city for everyone to read later.

But these overwhelming propaganda and posters are not the big deal. The real big deal... still depends on Setale - look at this amber who accidentally infiltrated the management of the House of Lords. The real battlefield at the moment is not on these swords in the open, but on public opinion.

It’s a pity that the Great Sage’s faction had lost most of the control over Xumi City at the very beginning, so they naturally had no chance of winning in this regard.

……

"...So, the core of the dream is actually Nilu?!" In the dream, at the Grand Bazaar of Xumi City, Ying and her group were standing on the stage and talking with Nilu. Paimon widened her eyes at this time, and she looked at the purple-red Patisalan in front of her in disbelief.

"Finally... is it going to end?" Ying was not as excited as Paimon, but she was not calm either. She breathed deeply as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.

God knows how she spent this period of time. Although her memories would be erased by reincarnation after reincarnation, her "sense of déjà vu" would not be eliminated. Therefore, after countless reincarnations, what finally appeared before Ying's eyes was a scene as terrifying as hell.

No matter what she did, no matter what method she tried to break the impasse, she could always feel a strong sense of déjà vu along the way. What did this mean? It meant that those were the methods she had tried countless times before!

When this went on to a certain extent, the accumulated pressure was about to crush Ying. She knew that she was in an endless cycle of reincarnation in the dream and knew that she had to break the dream as soon as possible, but the omnipresent "sense of déjà vu" no matter what method she used made her feel so depressed that she couldn't breathe.

How long had she been reincarnated? How many methods had she tried? If so many attempts had failed, could this one really succeed?

——In almost every reincarnation thereafter, Ying would be tormented by this question.

What finally brought the opportunity to solve the problem was Dina Zede's "disappearance", or in other words, she could no longer maintain the dream due to the double overload of body and mind, and thus disappeared from it. Her image in this group dream turned into a "puppet"-like existence.

He just follows a fixed route and pattern and repeats the day, without the agility of Dinazedai herself. This is a difference that a perceptive person can feel at a glance.

At that time, Ying once thought that Dinazede had passed away. It was only after Nashida made her believe that Amber in reality would respond that she was able to get out of her sadness. This recovery allowed Ying to find a breakthrough point.

If Dina Zedai was just a memory repeating a fixed route in her dream, then what about the great sage who went to the Grand Bazaar every day to stop the performance? He couldn't possibly lock himself in the dream as well, could he?

With this guess, Ying made an attempt, and the result was gratifying and the progress was outstanding. The great sage's memory fell into an erroneous state because of the intervention that Ying should not have made, and he stood there in a daze. This confrontation allowed Ying to discover something wrong on the stage.

There is a flower called Patisaran in Xumi, which is regarded as the symbol of the flower god. However, the current Patisaran is not the same as before. The current Patisaran is clear white, while the Patisaran a long time ago was bright purple-red. According to legend, Patisaran lost its color with the death of the flower god - but the Patisaran on this stage is purple-red.

This discovery made Ying's head buzz. She finally found out that the owner of the core dream was none other than Nilu, who played the role of the flower goddess and performed the flower goddess dance. She was the only one who had such expectations and then showed these expectations in her dreams.

It took some time to explain the current situation to Nilu. Nilu finally realized that this was a dream. She chose to make up for the regret of not being able to complete the Flower God's Birthday Festival in reality in her dream. She seemed to want to vent all the accumulated obstacles in reality, and devoted herself to the Flower God's Dance.

And this dream finally came to an end when the dance ended.

Chapter 113: Great Change

"Hmm... It feels like I slept for a very long time. Even though I slept for such a long time, I am still very tired." Paimon staggered out of the bed where Ying and Paimon were staying. She covered her head and slapped her cheek with a little force to wake herself up from her fatigue.

"Yeah..." Ying stretched her body. She and Paimon suddenly fell asleep last night, so they didn't take off their clothes. After a night, they just felt that their stomachs were a little cold.

"Wait..." Ying frowned slightly, she suddenly realized something was wrong, "Isn't the noise outside a bit too loud?"

The room suddenly became quiet. Ying and Paimeng listened carefully and confirmed that the noise outside was indeed very loud. They looked at each other and opened the door a crack, allowing the sounds from outside to come into the room.

"...Residents, please don't panic. This is a joint law enforcement operation between the Discipline Officers and the Desert Police regarding a particularly serious incident. During this special period, please maintain order. If an emergency occurs, please promptly report it to the street patrol officers. Also, please remember that any disobedience to management during this special period will be severely punished!"

"..." Ying and Paimeng exchanged a glance. They could both see a mixture of surprise and confusion in each other's eyes. What was going on? What was going on with the desert forces and the disciplinary officers jointly enforcing the law?

Thinking that since it wasn't targeting them, the problem shouldn't be that big, Ying and Paimon tentatively opened the door and stuck their heads out. They saw many people around them doing the same, looking out from the door or the window. On the street, patrol teams of five people were constantly walking around. They held sharp spears that flashed with cold light, wore light armor, had solemn expressions, and revealed a bit of murderous aura.

Part of the patrol team was followed by people holding loudspeakers. They read out the words and explained the current situation in Xumi City. Just when Ying made up her mind to leave the room, the void device she had not yet taken off suddenly received information sent anonymously.

"......!" For a moment, sounds of surprise came one after another from all over Xumi City. Ying narrowed her eyes slightly. It seemed that not only she received it, but all the wearers received it.

After the previous dream, Ying instinctively felt a little repulsed by this void device. She suppressed the urge to take it off and crush it, and went to check the information that had been sent. It would have been fine if she hadn't checked, but once she checked, she found that it was an extremely detailed information about the great sages of the Order Institute's previous generations' presumptuous actions against the Little Auspicious Grass King, as well as various shady plans.

The evidence, the whole process, and even all kinds of information of those dirty and disgusting crimes were completely packaged and sent to every wearer of the void terminal. At this time, some people with quick brains had copied them into other storage containers.

The invisible hurricane swept across the entire Xumi City in a very short time, and also swept Azar and his group into it.

"——!" Hazard slammed the table and stood up. He had expected the possibility of being exposed, but what he couldn't accept was why these materials were sent through the void!

Therefore, Azar immediately prepared to contact the Void Crisis Response Team at this time. He wanted to bypass him and operate on the void. Only the Crisis Response Team had this authority temporarily. But before Azar initiated the contact, the leader of the Crisis Response Team took the initiative to contact him.

"Great Sage, no... It's bad! Setale has secretly sent all the evidence to every being wearing a void terminal!" The team leader on the other side was trembling in his words, and was obviously panicked to the extreme.

"......!" Azar gritted his teeth upon hearing this, his expression suddenly becoming grim. It would have been fine if some forces had taken advantage of the betrayal within Xumi City, but why would Setare, the young man he so highly regarded and his most admired assistant, betray him?!

"Where is she now?" At this juncture, Hazard didn't care about calming his men's minds, and there was some anger in his words.

"She...she jumped out of the window and escaped!" The team leader looked at the broken window, his voice even more panicked. Outside the window was a pair of spread-out wind wings, and the owner of the wind wings was Setale. She didn't seem to be very skilled in manipulating the wind wings, and it seemed that as long as the Ministry of Education intervened a little, she would be able to make it fall.

But even if the team leader had ten times the courage, he would not dare to do so. He had not seen it clearly before because of the darkness. But as the day broke, the full picture of the forces that took advantage of the opportunity to enter Xumi City was revealed. Checkpoints were set up on the streets, and armed personnel holding launchers were guarding each checkpoint. The airship in the sky was even more exaggerated. It was equipped with a real large launcher, and two of them were aimed in this direction to escort Setale.

At this time, the team leader was leaning against the wall, observing the external situation entirely through the mirror. For a moment, he even lost the courage to stick his head out.

“…” Hazard’s face was gloomy. He fell into a long silence, weighing everything at the moment, and after a moment, he made a decision.

His main purpose is to create a god, and the core driving parameters have been calculated and may even have been loaded into the new god's body.

This goal was about to be achieved, so all he had to do next was to buy as much time as possible. With this in mind, Hazard left his desk and slowly walked out of the office.

"...Azar, how do you explain this situation?" Outside the office were the other three sages. They were gasping for breath, and it seemed that they had just rushed here from somewhere else. However, facing these three colleagues who were both angry and a little frightened, Azar remained very calm.

"I have deduced that the mastermind behind this matter is the Red King's messenger." Azar said this to the other three sages, and the sages had different expressions when they heard it. Azar was the only one who knew the news of Amber's secret enrollment in the academy, so the sages were somewhat confused.

Azar had no intention of continuing to explain this matter. He looked at the sages one by one, and his eyes, which still revealed calmness at this time, made the sages calm down a lot.

"This was a misjudgment on my part, and the situation is urgent. There's no time for further explanation. Let me just state my conclusion directly. There's still hope."

"...What other opportunities are there?"

"The turning point lies within the Pure Good Palace, within the new god." Azar's voice rose slightly. "Everyone, the core drive parameters are currently being loaded into the new god. Soon, the god will be born from our hands. When that time comes, with the new god at our backs, the current crisis will no longer be a crisis!"

"We will win by then, and after winning, the residents of Xumi City will understand us. They will understand that we created the new god for Xumi!" Azar raised his hand high, then clenched it tightly, and with his action, the sages seemed to see some hope.

"Now, what we need most is time. We must grasp everything we have at hand and strive for as much time as possible. Time is our only reliance for victory!" Hazard looked at the sages one by one again, and they reached a consensus in a moment.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time. Do you need me to wait until you finish speaking?" Dottore walked out of the elevator slowly and slowly approached Hazard.

"Dottore, now that you are here, can I assume that the core drive parameters have been loaded?" Hazard narrowed his eyes slightly, and his majesty returned to him again, but in the current situation, this majesty has completely become a mere decoration in Dottore's eyes.

"Yes, but it still takes about one or two hours of adjustment time, and during this time...how do you plan to survive?" Dotore raised the corner of his mouth, spread out his right hand, and expressed his doubts with a hint of sarcasm.

"Don't say such sarcastic words at a time like this, Dotorre." Hazard's eyes sharpened. "We are collaborators. If anything goes wrong right now, your experiment will fail!"

"So, you must give us a helping hand!"

"Oh? You're saying my experiment will fail too? Hahahaha... Stop teasing me, Azar." Faced with Azar's rare, somewhat panicked plea for help, Dotore laughed heartily and clapped his hands. "My experiment has already yielded its results. Whether this puppet lives or dies, whether this new god is successfully born or collapses midway, it's nothing I need to worry about."

"But..." Dottore's smile widened. "I do happen to have some standard equipment from the Fatui. If I give it to your soldiers, they can hold out for two hours... there should still be hope."