NFBE Chapter 228 Her Dream (Part 2)
Chapter 228 Her Dream (Part 2)
The fountain flows quietly downwards, the curtain sways gently in the breeze, and water droplets hit the marble and slide down silently.
"I heard from a study by the plant growth theory school that plants grow better if they play music for them."
"Perfect timing... It's been a long time since I've heard you play the piano."
A young girl dressed in a bright green scholar's robe stood in front of the water curtain, holding a small potted plant. Suddenly, she turned to look at the young man behind her, her expression full of anticipation.
The dewdrops from the fountain splashed onto the round leaves of the plant, sparkling and reflecting the sunlight like her eyes.
The young man behind him was momentarily stunned. He scratched the back of his head and apologized sheepishly.
"I've been a bit busy these past few days... Emil, let's head out now. You can listen for as long as you want today."
The two walked towards the street to the west, where Emil's flower shop was located. The flower shop not only had plants, but also an old zither, which was a gift they had chosen together.
Along the way, acquaintances greeted them, and it was clear that they were in very good spirits.
"Oh! Isn't this Mr. Mosayis? Good evening, out for a stroll with Miss Emil again?"
"Good evening, Elleman. The Lotus of Calamity that Little Haida asked for last time has been reserved. You can come and pick it up tomorrow."
"Thank you so much! Haida will definitely like it."
Similar conversations continued from time to time, with Emil smiling on the side, until they encountered a rare guest.
"Oh? It's actually... Lord Grass God, and Miss Nel, Miss Dinaze..."
Mosayis's face showed just the right amount of surprise and confusion, while Emil stepped forward and introduced himself to the group with a smile.
"Lord Grass God, and your companions, hello. I am Emil, the owner of a flower shop here. This is my husband, Moses."
"Excuse me... is there anything I can help you with today?"
As she spoke, she glanced worriedly at the young man beside her. What could possibly attract the gods to come to her door?
But Moses's face still held a calm and unhurried smile, as if the visit of the gods was as ordinary as pruning plants in a flower shop, which secretly relieved her.
Nasita didn't look at Amel; she stared directly into Moses' eyes, her tone unusually unfriendly.
“You should know me, so there’s no need to act anymore, or… should I call you ‘Dream Master’?”
Despite his identity being exposed, Moses showed no panic; instead, he chuckled with relief.
"Hahaha, I see. As expected of the Grass God. I thought we could keep it a secret for a while longer."
He turned and softly gave a few words of advice to the girl beside him. Emil nodded and turned to leave the square.
Moses straightened his expression, seemingly unsurprised by the god's question.
"It seems I was too naive to try and outsmart you with my cleverness."
"So, please allow me to ask, to what extent do you understand this dream?"
Nasita's calm expression wavered slightly. She crossed her arms and remained silent for a long time, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.
"This is a collective dream constructed by the Void Terminal, which, to some extent, can recreate people who no longer exist."
"And you, through some means, became the 'Dream Master' of this dream, a being who will never awaken."
The deity's tone was completely flat, but Nilu and the others could vaguely sense the sudden drop in air pressure around her.
Recreating someone who no longer exists... The point isn't about recreating, but about the fact that they no longer exist...
Dina Zede unconsciously placed her hand on the little god's shoulder. Nasita gently shook her head, returned a reassuring smile, and then resumed her calm expression.
Now is not the time for sorrow.
Despite his plan being completely exposed, Moses showed no sign of disappointment. Instead, he clapped his hands and laughed, looking relaxed.
This flippant attitude clearly angered Dixia, who drew her greatsword from her back and pointed it at Moses.
"Stop playing tricks and dodging the issue! What exactly is your purpose in luring us here!"
Faced with Dixia's rage, Mosayis put away his smile, gave her a cold glance, and made no attempt to hide the contempt in his expression.
"Purpose? No, I have no purpose at all, and neither do any of us here."
"Because I've already poured all my 'reality' into this dream, this is all I have left."
Moses paced back and forth, casting his gaze into the empty distance, as if recalling the distant past.
That seems like a very, very long time ago.
"As early as five years ago, I uploaded my consciousness into the void and used the void's computing power to construct a personality model."
"Humans are really complex. Ordinary algorithms simply cannot construct a perfect personality, but the vast amount of knowledge in the void can be trained in this way through exhaustive search."
"Ultimately, unsurprisingly, I succeeded, and I named my first personality model 'Emily.'"
Farusan frowned, glancing in the direction the girl had gone, a thoughtful expression on her face.
Moses noticed her expression, and a mixture of relief and a touch of melancholy appeared on his face.
"Yes, it's her. We entered the Order of the Church on the same day and unexpectedly met six times on that day."
"Perhaps that was fate. We fell in love, until... Demon Scales took her life."
A gloomy expression hung over Moses' face, his eyes bloodshot, as if he had returned to the day he buried his lover's cold body with his own hands.
"But I will not give up on finding her. I must create a world with her, even if it's virtual or a dream, it doesn't matter!"
At this point, Moses's cheeks flushed slightly, and he paused, seemingly realizing his lapse in composure.
"Fortunately, I succeeded. I deliberately sought out residents who had lost relatives and friends and invited them into my dream."
"Nourished by 'longing,' Emil's personality matured day by day, and this dream was born."
A smile appeared on the scholar's face, as if he was reliving the joy of "Emil" calling his name for the first time.
“In the collective dream, I provide them with a platform to meet the deceased, and they provide me with the knowledge to maintain the dream. I am just saving myself and them.”
“You see, I have never forced anyone. They all stayed here voluntarily, didn’t they?”
Scattered cheers began to rise from the surrounding area, and Moses looked at the silent Nasita with a confident expression.
"Everyone, it's alright, please be quiet."
"The Grass Goddess loves her people and is reasonable. She won't interfere with our freedom, right?"
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