Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Father.” A weak Spiritual Wave was transmitted into Goldie’s mind.
Goldie’s expression became stiff. Why do these unfortunate things happen to me every single time?
“Father?” The little shell was a bit confused, its consciousness not strong, and some of its sensitivity to certain emotions was very weak. Strictly speaking, it was simply a newborn that acted according to instinct.
It didn’t have any subjective consciousness. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have regarded the first person it saw as its father. Now, it was acting entirely by instinct.
“I’m not your daddy.” Goldie sighed helplessly. I’m still an innocent little yellow duck. How could I have a shell daughter? I don’t envy that fellow Fatty Big Sea.
“Both of us are hairless! You must be my father—” said the little White Clam in its baby voice.
Goldie gasped in surprise. ‘Hairless,’ isn’t that my nickname? How can this little clam know my nickname? Can this really be fate?
Gao Peng, with his bushy eyebrows and big eyes, said aloud, “Goldie, don’t be afraid. I know you’re not its father. I’ll testify for you.”
Goldie looked at Gao Peng gratefully. With Gao Peng to testify for me, even if Flamy will still be angry, it certainly won’t— A figure with black feathers and red marks was summoned.
Goldie’s voice was stuck in its throat; it was overly nervous and unable to speak all of a sudden. It could only make a strange cawing sound from its throat.
“Flamy, you must remember that Goldie isn’t the father of this little White Clam. Don’t misunderstand,” Gao Peng added.
Flamy, who had just been summoned, wasn’t very flexible. Its wings rubbed its round belly out of reflex. Flamy tilted its head and looked at its unreliable master and Goldie, the duck that wore a sneaky look. Flamy’s suspicious little eyes were full of its unique feminine vigilance. What are they up to now?
“Father?” The little White Clam called out in a timely manner.
Goldie knew it was bad timing. “You have to listen to my explanation—”
Bang! And a blazing fire beam drowned Goldie.
Standing 1,600 feet away, Gao Peng wiped the sweat off of his forehead. Flamy’s flames are increasingly dreadful.
During this time, Flamy had absorbed various kinds of flames every day to strengthen its Wooden Heart Flame. The power of Flamy’s Wooden Heart Flame grew increasingly stronger through time, since Flamy’s fire was originally very strong; after all, its grade wasn’t low. Hence, it was hard to tell what level the power of its flame were.
But Gao Peng soon figured out a good way to tell—use of his Burnt Duck Detector. According to the burning degree of Goldie’s skin, he could judge whether the power of Flamy’s fire was a grade higher or not.
Ten minutes later, Goldie stared at the sky dully; it felt like its life was ill-fated. In front of Goldie, a delicate little shell laid flatly on top of Flamy’s wings. Flamy observed it carefully for a while before nodding earnestly. “It’s lovely.” A crane and a small shell; they formed a beautiful picture.
Gao Peng patted Goldie who wore a depressed expression, on the back and comforted it. “Just now, it was really careless of me. My hand slipped, and I accidentally let Flamy out.”
Goldie gritted its teeth as it touched its burnt wings, which were a scorching red, but under the exaggerated and agonized appearance were Goldie’s innermost feelings. It must be that he already knew I secretly sought out his snotty cousin to sell fish. He was using this chance to get revenge. No, I have to hold it in. I can’t expose myself.
The quality and grade of the little shell weren’t low. It had the familiar’s attributes that Gao Peng lacked at present. The one he had previously acquired had a very low monster tier, at only grade one. Gao Peng didn’t hesitate much and signed a Blood Contract with the little White Clam.
The abilities of the White Clam were very special. It had inherited the attributes of its predecessor. Gao Peng didn’t know whether it was the reincarnation of the former old clam or simply the old clam’s descendant, but the abilities of the White Clam were very similar to those of the old clam.
The old clam also had two special abilities: the Big Dream World and the Psychic Sanctuary. Fortunately, Fatty Big Sea had secretly made a great effort to send an attack that heavily damaged the clam’s body, then the old clam transferred the damage from its body to its psyche, thus the ability of the Big Dream World was weakened.
Finally, the old clam was dragged into the reincarnation of the Big Dream World, which was also the old clam’s desperate counterattack before it died. Fortunately, Gao Peng had a portion of Soul Power from his familiars that he received as Feedback. Otherwise, he would have been assimilated by the strange Big Dream World the moment he was dragged into it.
Gao Peng was shaking with terror. There was lingering fear at the thought of all of the experiences he’d had before. The Big Dream World wasn’t simply and crudely about swallowing consciousness; it would only arouse the resistance of the soul, and become a competition of pure psychic abilities.
Soul and consciousness were two different things. Described in a simple way, consciousness manipulated the soul, while the soul was the carrier of consciousness. The relationship between them was similar to that between soul and body.
Consciousness could manipulate the soul with an idea and use the soul to control the body. Of course, in most cases, it wasn’t a problem to categorize consciousness and soul as one. When the comparison didn’t involve such abilities, they were practically a single entity. The power of consciousness was equivalent to the power of the psyche, so it was often said that how strong a person’s psyche was could also partially affect the soul.
The Big Dream World was an ability that targeted the psyche and consciousness. Such an ability was harder to guard against than an ability that targeted the soul. It wouldn’t forcibly devour a person’s soul; instead, it would only drag the soul of the target into the Big Dream World, then let the target reincarnate in the Big Dream World infinitely!
The development of the reincarnated world was influenced by the subconscious, and the subconscious would allow the development of the reincarnated world to become more and more realistic.
From his recollection, when he had been pierced by that Platinum Spear through his chest, he was actually being dragged into a dream. He thought he had only experienced three generations, when in fact, he had experienced four. Moreover, that Mingyu Celestial Beast hadn’t caught up with him at all.
Back in the past, he had also been influenced by the Big Dream World, so his thought process was blinded and tricked. Luckily, he had the ability to transfer his injury. If the Platinum Spear had really pierced through his chest, Fatty Big Sea beside him would surely have helped him bear part of the damage, only the unbearable damage would be transferred back to him in the end.
But then, Fatty Big Sea was standing beside him in excellent condition. In fact, the process of him being killed was actually the first dream. After being killed, he had begun reincarnation. Then he fell deeper and deeper into the mire of the Big Dream World. If Fatty Big Sea hadn’t woken him up, he might have assimilated completely to the Big Dream World. He would have lived without any aim in the Big Dream World and eventually become a shell of a real person.
But now he had subdued the White Clam and that weird ability had become his ace.
