Chapter 241

Ninety-Second Page Dream Reunion (Part One)

[19:46]

“I’m sorry for making you all wait so late.”

Due to going to the low-rent apartment, we didn’t get home until half past seven. The apron mom (limited to Monday) and Little Qínglán hadn’t eaten dinner yet. They waited with empty stomachs, which made me feel guilty, and I couldn’t help but apologize.

My mother laughed nonchalantly, “Oh, what’s there to be polite about with your dad?”

Little Qínglán chimed in, “Exactly! We had snacks while shopping, so we’re not hungry!”

It turned out they had already eaten something?

After we finished a few bites of our meal, my mother quietly asked, “Xiao Kai, are you going to see Qiànxià in the dream tonight too?”

As if she had been holding back this question, she seemed relieved once she finally spoke.

I nodded in response, “Yeah, I’ll bring Mom along as well, no need to worry.”

My divine power was recovering at an exceptionally rapid rate. Although the upper limit of my divine power didn’t increase much, the faster recovery speed indirectly extended the time I could spend in the dream. When fewer people entered the dream, it even offset the consumption of divine power.

Cherry Sauce, who was sipping soup, conveyed her agreement through telepathy.

—”Indeed, it’s possible. After all, in a dream where time flows five times faster, the recovery speed of divine power is also five times faster. However, your recovery speed is too abnormal. Even with high adaptability to the divine altar, such a phenomenon shouldn’t occur. It might be necessary for Lord Háilì to check you.”—

Mother continued, “I was just wondering, can you take Little Qínglán along? She really wants to meet Xiao Qiànxià.”

Noticing the hopeful look in her eyes, I realized Mother had been thinking about it.

“Sorry, it’s not possible.”

Cherry Sauce, putting down her soup spoon, shattered her hopes without mercy.

She explained, “Unlike Zǐjiàng, Little Qínglán already has a bond as a believer with Xiao Kai’s master. Therefore, we can’t create another bond like that.”

“Ah…”

Little Qínglán’s face fell immediately. Muttering under her breath, “I hate feeling left out like this.”

“The existence of that dream is quite special. Only those directly connected to Xiao Kai can be brought in. So, you should give up on seeing Xiao Qiànxià for now. If you want to see her, you’ll have to wait a bit longer.”

Cherry Sauce, who casually delivered the final blow, lowered her head to continue drinking her winter radish rib soup.

Looking at Little Qínglán, who had sunk into dejection, Lǐn Huā asked, “I don’t quite understand, but can this bond not be removed or transferred?”

“Do you think it’s like signing up for a mobile phone plan? Bonds aren’t something that can be easily severed! But they can be passed on to successors. After all, for believers, even if the deity changes, the divine altar remains the same.”

Cherry Sauce explained, and Lǐn Huā followed up, “Then why not have Grandpa pass on Little Qínglán’s bond to Kǎi-Chan?”

“That would require her consent. I don’t think she’d hand over her believer to Xiao Kai prematurely… Even though Little Qínglán and her relationship has become distant, she is still her believer.”

Hearing this, Little Qínglán quickly defended herself, “We’re not that distant, right? I send money every month!”

“That’s like a child who abandons their duty to support their parents, thinking that sending money is enough. Do you think Grandpa lacks money?”

Embarrassed by Lǐn Huā’s retort, Little Qínglán pouted, unable to find a comeback.

“Huh, I’m full.”

Satisfied, Cherry Sauce put down her utensils after finishing her meal.

“Speaking of Grandpa, he has a bond with Xiao Kai as a master-disciple. In theory, he could enter the dream… Should we try it tonight?”

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[22:37]

Once Xiǎo Lěi came back from work, washed up, and lay down, we finally entered the bond dream. Of course, I didn’t forget to bring along Mom, who had already fallen asleep.

“Sister!”

Xiao Qiànxià, who was using a row of beds, crawled out of the flower field and ran over excitedly.

“Sister is here to play with you? What do you want to do tonight?”

Whatever Xiao Qiànxià wanted, Cherry Sauce and I would create the corresponding dream to fulfill her wishes as much as possible.

—”Rather than ‘wishes,’ it’s more like ‘desires.’ That *bleep* theme park from yesterday was too vulgar.”—

Coughing, I reminded myself that Xiao Qiànxià simply liked things and meant no harm.

—”Really, you spoil her too much.”—

Cherry Sauce sighed in telepathy, but she smiled and pinched Xiao Qiànxià’s little face.

“How about trying the beach and barbecue party?”

The little girl exclaimed happily, “Oh! Xiao Qiànxià wants to see the swimsuits of the sisters! She wants to see Sister Lingmeng floating on the water in a bikini!”

What a specific desire.

Lǐn Huā, rubbing her forehead, patted Xiǎo Lěi’s shoulder.

“Lěi, maybe we should limit Xiao Kai and Xiao Qiànxià’s interactions in the future? His influence on Xiao Qiànxià isn’t good.”

Despite Zhao Zhào’s bad reputation, Xiǎo Lěi merely nodded.

“…I agree. We should delete the beach games and the other games from Kǎi-Chan’s console.”

Stop! Games are innocent!

For some reason, everyone started reflecting on their own approach to educating Xiao Qiànxià, except for Mom, who stepped forward and hugged Xiao Qiànxià.

“Xiǎo Wēi Sister?”

Mom said in an educational tone, “Xiao Qiànxià, as a girl, you need to know how to be modest. You can’t say these things all the time.”

As the only adult present, she felt responsible for guiding her, but she lacked authority, and the little girl wasn’t afraid of her sternness.

“I know, Xiao Qiànxià just got carried away seeing everyone else being excited.”

The little girl responded cheerfully, “Let’s eat barbecue then! Even though it doesn’t feel real here, I want to play with everyone.”

Although she could taste the food, she wouldn’t feel full. After all, it was a dream, and ultimately, it was all empty… For Xiao Qiànxià’s sake, I must find Old Lady as soon as possible.

“I’m sorry for making you suffer.”

I couldn’t blame Mom. Who could possibly scold this child?

Cherry Sauce clapped her hands, and the surroundings transformed into a sandy beach.

The shimmering sea, the bright beach, the towering sand castle, and the swaying coconut trees. On the charcoal grill under one of the coconut trees, sizzling grilled meat emitted an appetizing aroma.

“Oh! How amazing!”

Xiao Qiànxià was awestruck by the scenery. Cherry Sauce took the opportunity to boast, “Only I can create dreams this close to reality! So, praise me more now, and I might add some more delicious food!”

Unless it was something familiar, my imagined dreams always seemed monotonous and unreal, like the pure flower field, symbolizing my lack of imagination.

Thus, Xiao Qiànxià enthusiastically said, “Sister Cherry is amazing!”

“As a reward, Xiao Qiànxià gets a cup of coconut milk!”

Handing Xiao Qiànxià a white beverage, Cherry Sauce added, “By the way, we found a lucky guest today to play with Xiao Qiànxià. Are you happy?”

Xiao Qiànxià blinked excitedly, “Happy. Is it Sister Qiàn?”

Opening with Sister Qiàn, this little flirt clearly had something on her mind…

“It’s not Sister Qiàn, but someone you’ve never met before.”

“A person I’ve never met?”

While Xiao Qiànxià tilted her head, Cherry Sauce grabbed the invisible bond through the network… No, through Master Háilì’s bond.

“Tsk…”

She made a clearly disdainful sound.

I asked, “Can’t pull her over?”

“She’s the current deity, so forcibly pulling her over is impossible. But inviting her should be fine. However, it’s strange that she hasn’t slept yet… It’s already past one in the morning in real time. Does she have a problem with her作息 rhythm?”

Cherry Sauce’s concern was unnecessary. This was an elderly person with a random body each day.

No matter how she messed up, her body would reset the next day. There was no need to worry.

Meanwhile, Xiao Qiànxià was still looking forward to meeting a new sister. I urged, “Don’t worry about it, let’s invite her first.”

“True.”

Cherry Sauce reached out to grab the invisible bond, pulling it hard as if operating a manual generator, then looked up at the sky.

Seconds later…

“Boom!”

Contrary to Cherry Sauce’s expectations, the master’s white-haired head popped out of the sand like a mole, then roared like a prairie dog, “Who’s summoning this old man! Ugh!”

Spitting out sand.

I squatted down to brush off the fine sand on her head and asked, “Did you not fall from the sky? What were you doing underground, master?”

“I enjoy being underground! Who knows where I’ll appear when suddenly entering a dream… So, what brings you here, old man? Hey!”

Master kept calling out, while Xiao Qiànxià hugged her head from behind and patted her happily.

“Haha, a little sister grew out of the ground!”

“Oh! This naughty kid is… Ah! Xiao Qiànxià? Is it you, Xiao Qiànxià?”

Master seemed excited, but couldn’t crawl out, leaving only her head shaking in Xiao Qiànxià’s hands.

Seeing this, the kind little girl began digging around her.

“It’s Xiao Qiànxià. Who are you, sister?”

Master wanted to see Xiao Qiànxià, but her head wouldn’t turn. She could only squint and shout, “It’s Grandpa! This old man is your grandpa!”

“Grandpa?”

Mom kindly explained, “Grandpa is your father’s father, someone related by blood to Xiao Qiànxià.”

“Wow!”

Xiao Qiànxià’s eyes sparkled, then she asked, “But why does Grandpa look so young?”

Master lifted her head proudly, “Your grandpa is a great deity! Isn’t it natural for him to live forever?”

Lǐn Huā bluntly exposed the truth.

“Turning Grandma into that state, causing misfortune to Kǎi-Chan and Xiao Qiànxià’s family, and still being a prisoner of the Heavenly Path in the temple, what makes you great, Grandpa?”

“Wah, Lǐn Huā, you’re too harsh!”

Lǐn Huā’s words, though soft-spoken, stabbed deeply into Master’s heart.

“Oh, nice to meet you, I’m Xiao Kai’s mom… Wait, no! I’m Xiao Kai and Xiao Yīng’s… dad!”

Facing Master, Mom seemed a bit flustered for some reason.

Cherry Sauce patted her shoulder, comforting, “Mom, calm down. This guy has no right to treat you as a father-in-law.”

Little Qínglán, who had been digging around Master, changed her target. She formed two half-circles in front of Master.

Laughing carelessly, “Haha! Grandpa’s chest!”

…This child might be suitable for a clay pot dish.