Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 510 Plan
For Daisy and Dera Shaw, who were originally believers in the Golden Rule, this whole thing might sound a bit bittersweet, and they certainly wouldn't be able to laugh about it.

“The description of the Temple of Law is very detailed, but we cannot guarantee that the temple in the Dreamland will be exactly the same as the description.” Daisy pushed the missionary texts in front of Milo.

Milo quickly flipped through a few pages.

"A blessed hall supported by 104 Corinthian columns..."

"The upper part is a shattered floating city that was 'saved' by the golden tree vines..."

"The rescued golden people gathered under the shade of the trees to enjoy endless blessings..."

The sketch illustration, confined to a single page, was far from sufficient to depict the magnificent grandeur of the Temple of the Golden Law described in the text. Just a corner of the hall supported by a few towering stone pillars already occupied the entire composition. As for the so-called "floating city" redeemed by the Golden Tree, it probably only existed in the minds of believers.

"Is it true that in all the 'heavenly kingdoms' described in different religious texts, the rivers are filled with milk?" Milo quipped cheekily.

"Some say it's red wine," Dillashio added.

It seems that being convicted as a defector and apostate did not put any pressure on him.

……

"However, it doesn't seem to mention any specific geographical location. It even knows what pattern is woven on the elder's cushion on the temple's high platform, but it doesn't specify the exact location of the temple. So even if I bring Wendigo into the Dreamland, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. No matter how big the floating city is, it's still just a city."

Milo searched the scriptures again and again, but still couldn't find any description of the temple's exact location.

It seems that the compiler's imagination has reached its limit.

“Actually, I have another question.” Dirashau suddenly asked, “According to your speculation, the Abyssal Rift is the source of the rules that apply to the Faith Insects, but only rejected faith will turn into arthropods. However, it seems that the Golden Tree loves its people very much, so even if the rift is sent to the temple, it shouldn’t have any effect, right?”

“But the rules of the abyss affect the entire world. Even if the Golden Tree loves its people like its own children, the other gods in the Dreamland will surely abandon their followers. The real show will begin when they are surrounded by insects and discover that the source of the calamity law is in the Golden Temple,” Milo patiently explained to Dirasha.

Daisy remained silent, having already discerned Milo's thoughts from the very beginning.

Milo's move was undeniably insidious. He was probably the only one who knew the consequences of the catastrophe of the faith worms spreading completely. So when the catastrophe broke out in other areas of the Dream Realm, the temple would undoubtedly become the target of everyone's attacks and would face the condemnation of the gods.

At that time, before the war of the ancient times has truly begun in the conscious world, the gods in the dream world may start fighting first. After all, don't forget that there is a huge difference in the flow of time between the two worlds.

Although Dillah had only recently come into contact with this information about dreams, he had already gained the approval of the Golden Rule within him, so he naturally had a high capacity for acceptance and understanding of this kind of thing.

In fact, he has been identified as a traitor, but the blessing of law rooted in him has not been taken back by the Golden Tree. This shows that the series of reckonings and retaliations from the temple were not the true will of the Golden Tree, and perhaps it was also deceived.

But the fact remains that the Scarlet Witch has been cut in half, and she has fallen into endless torment and confusion, which Milo must respond to.

Even so, this would cause harm to the originally well-intentioned golden tree.

“But you have to repay something, right?” Milo continued flipping through the missionary texts.

Dillah Shaw replied calmly, "That's true."

"Then let me calculate the time briefly."

After Milo memorized every detail about the Golden Law Temple, he began to count the time on his fingers:
"One hour in the real world is roughly equivalent to one week in the Dreamland, which is 168 times the speed of time. So if I enter from the ghoul's underground cave, pass through the Pans Canyon to the Enchanted Forest, and then find the Shattered Floating City... that's not so easy to calculate."

Given the difference in time flow, Milo could actually consider a swift victory.

Carry the Wendigo to the Dreamland, "pull" the Abyss Rift out in the temple, and then run away.

If he's lucky, even if he stays there for half a year, it will only take about a day in the real world.

But you always have to consider the possibility of bad luck, right?

“The Dream Realm is so much bigger than the real world. It’s a world created by all the dream weavers…” Daisy sighed, then said to Milo, “Actually, brother, I didn’t search through these books so you would remember what the temple looks like and go there yourself. Besides, you should understand that the established and stable order of the gods in the Dream Realm will attract their attention if any potential Shadow steps in. The moment you stepped into the Dream Realm, the gods’ gaze was already focused on you. There’s no escaping it, except for Little Wen, of course. It’s currently in the initial stage of regaining its divinity, so the gods probably won’t recognize it.”

"Little Wen is not bad," Milo teased.

Wendigo, perched on Daisy's shoe, grinned mischievously, seemingly quite fond of this affectionate nickname.

"So why am I studying these 'dream materials'?" Milo fiddled with the missionary texts in his hands.

To put it bluntly, these things are written to fool people, but when enough people are fooled, the falsehoods evolve into reality in the dream world. You could say this is a trick by the gods to fool people's hearts.

“I didn’t find this for you to see, it’s for Wendigo.” Daisy spread the book out on the floor and placed it in front of Wendigo.

"Huh?" Milo shrugged.

Next, Daisy, in a very, very casual tone, revealed a dangerous and crazy plan.

“Neither you nor I can remember what the temple looks like, but Little Wen can’t, because it has to be responsible for dragging me back from the temple.”

……

Looking at Daisy's slightly haggard and pale face with a sweet smile, Milo instantly understood what kind of crazy plan was brewing in this girl's head.

He changed his mind instantly:
"I suddenly feel that I don't really want to take revenge on the temple anymore. At least there's no need to rush. A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. You know what I mean? Let's talk about this later."

"Ten years? Ten years in the Dreamland is equivalent to three weeks here. Does that mean we'll act again in three weeks?" Daisy said with a smile.

"When I say no, I mean no, understand?"

This time, Milo rejected Daisy's proposal outright.

(End of this chapter)