So this is the Dream Realm…
Leon couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly as he gazed up at the dazzling Dream River above, watching the colorful bubbles dance freely within it.
Even though the Dream Realm ranks lower in the “levels” of worlds compared to places like Heaven, Deathscape, or the Abyss, and the True Gods here are weaker on average, this surreal beauty is unique among all realms.
Without even mentioning anything else, just one glance at the endless, breathtaking Dream River above, which makes one’s heart restless, makes this trip worthwhile.
“Wow!”
“Is this a fragment of Paradise?”
“It’s so beautiful…”
As Leon tilted his head up, entranced by the Dream River above, a series of astonished murmurs echoed around him. Along with these voices came numerous blurry, strange figures.
Men, women, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, hairy and horned, birds and beasts…
Though they seem fundamentally human at first glance, upon closer inspection, they all have somewhat peculiar non-human features: some with wings on their backs, others with horns on their heads, some with green faces and fangs, others covered in fur… In short, none of them are entirely human.
Are these weirdos the cleaners? After mentally calculating the number of strange figures and finding it roughly matches the total number of participants, Leon quickly guessed their identities and immediately checked his own condition.
He had shoes on his feet instead of monster hooves, calluses on his fingertips and palms without thick paws or claws, and his scarred and sun-tanned arms were completely normal, not covered with any strange scales. His clothes hadn’t changed either; even the coffee stain on his sleeve was still there.
Strange, why am I still human?
Not bad, not bad. The quality of these cleaners seems pretty good overall; everyone can pass the preliminary test.
As Leon curiously examined his body, wondering why only he hadn’t turned into a monster, an old man with white hair and beard, sitting cross-legged inside a colored bubble in the Dream River, squinted his eyes and looked down at the odd-looking cleaners below, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
The main consciousness of the cleaners who entered the Dream Realm primarily reflects their self-cognition. Under the influence of the Dream Realm, although their consciousnesses have undergone varying degrees of mutation, they have mostly maintained human forms, indicating that despite being contaminated by anomalous items, they still retain a relatively clear self-awareness, showing good mental stability.
However… it seems not everyone is stable.
Among the “people” below, there was a pure white angel with six wings, a hooded Grim Reaper holding a blood-stained scythe, and a lump of golden-yellow humanoid feces. Seeing these, the bearded old man with the Pisces emblem on his chest sighed while flipping through his fur notebook.
Alright, let them pass too!
Although these few cleaners have extremely high contamination levels, reaching full-body mutations, they are still humanoid, proving they still think of themselves as humans. They can pass the preliminary test for mental stability, but their scores must be low.
Narrowing his black-and-white distinct eyes, he observed the six-winged angel, the hooded Grim Reaper, and the humanoid poop before collecting their auras and making special notes in his fur notebook.
Level 1 – Scorpio Division – Purification Maiden – Alabaster Maiden Dark – Self-cognition: Angel (full-body mutation, low mental stability); Level 1 – Aries Division – Executioner – Mason Toby – Self-cognition: Reaper (full-body, low); Level 2 – Virgo Subdivision – Poison Reagent Handler – Armin Belt – Self-cognition: Excrement? Vomit? (full-body, low); Alright, these three are special cases.
Level 2 – Taurus Division – Ant Power – Rudy Taos – Bull Horns (partial, high, 75 points) Level 3 – Canis Minor Division – Shepherd – Percy Jackson – Goat Eyes (partial, relatively high, 90 points) Level 3 – Virgo Subdivision – Food God Devourer – Leon Lane… Hmm?
Leon Lane?
Seeing the name appear on the fur notebook, the Twin Fish Director paused momentarily, then glanced down to find the young man standing next to “Poop Lady,” chatting with her, wasn’t it the notorious Food God Devourer?
With his level, does he need to participate in this test? Isn’t this just bullying? Olivia is way out of line, seriously… Wait! After scrutinizing Leon’s profile and changing positions several times within his colored bubble, seeing that from any angle, Leon showed no signs of deviation from humanity and was normal beyond measure, the Twin Fish Director couldn’t help but suck in a breath.
His mental stability isn’t just high or low—it transcends that! To what extent must one’s self-identity be resolute to remain convinced they’re a perfectly normal human after devouring a True God?
…
“Senior Armin…”
Unaware someone was repeatedly examining him, Leon looked at the person in front of him—who wasn’t just “like” a lump but actually “was” a lump—and helplessly said:
“Why are you like this?”
“I don’t know.”
Shaking her head slightly, Armin observed her curvaceous figure, which was repulsively attractive, then calmly replied, “But I don’t dislike it. Staying like this isn’t bad.”
“…”
Good grief…
Looking at Senior Armin, who had accepted her identity as “Poop Lady” and even took out a transparent container to study herself, Leon’s lips twitched, unsure of what to say. He decided to change the topic:
“Senior Armin, did the Bureau Director tell you about our main objective this time?”
“Oh, I know about that.”
After hearing Leon’s question, Poop Lady stopped collecting samples and smiled, nodding, “I’ll help you win first place, and you’ll find someone to test my medicine, right?”
“…”
It’s… kind of like that?
(End of Chapter)