Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 573 Snail Annihilation City

The truth is that, compared to the conscious world, the visionaries in the dream world may possess countless other resources, but they lack the most crucial and important one: a series of lost ancient texts.

No wonder these guys go to great lengths to bring their projections to the conscious world.

...

Milo remained seated on the crossbar the entire time, patiently awaiting the next move of these visionaries from the Cold Plains.

A key piece of information was quickly gleaned from their conversation: the lost book that the visionaries had traveled so far to find was called the "Snail Annihilation City Text".

……

"In the caves of R'lyeh rests that powerful ancient kin, protected by a powerful spell. It is said that when the stars are ready, they will shine again and descend upon the land to reclaim their rightful rule."

"That's just a rumor, right? Has anyone confirmed it?"

“I once saw similar images in the mind of a lucid artist who was dreaming, but of course, it was just an illusion he saw in his dream because he resonated with the underwater races—giant octopuses flying all over the sky.”

"You mean Cthulhu's Familia are a group of giant flying octopuses?"

"To be precise, they are the Star Families. They are fundamentally different from those despicable humans on the ground who call themselves Families. It is said that the Star Families are descendants of an ancient being, but of course, it is just a rumor."

"Do you really believe in the idea that war will break out again when the stars are ready? So much time has passed, and these sealed ancient beings are practically dead. They don't make a sound, at most they just torment one or two unlucky humans through dreams."

"Speaking of which, the world of the clear-headed seems to have a corresponding version of this rumor. What school of thought is it again?"

"Monsis".

"I didn't realize you knew so much about this world."

“Thousands of years ago, my ancestors noticed the existence of the City of Desolation. However, they rashly descended upon this place without understanding the order of the Awake World, and the result was dismal. In the end, only a few people returned empty-handed. Gentlemen, do not underestimate the deep sea of ​​the Awake World... I have been preparing for this operation for decades, hunting down countless dreamers. Now, I have a general understanding of the Awake World from their undead memories. The Monsis School is a special organization with few members. They do have their own version of the legend you mentioned, which they call the ‘Doomsday Prophecy’.”

"That was only the end of the world for the conscious. The concept of doomsday in the minds of inferior civilizations is always narrow. In reality, it was only the destruction of their own civilization. It can't be called the end of the world."

"Imagine that one day, the stars are in the right position, a calamity descends, and countless giant octopuses rise from the seabed. Tsk tsk tsk, I think perhaps the ancient beings wouldn't even need to awaken; most, or even all, of the current humans in the conscious world would have been scared to death."

"What does that have to do with us? Once we find the 'Snail Annihilation City Text,' we'll just leave here quietly."

"Don't forget we also need to clean up all traces of us, what do you think?"

"You mean these natives? What difference does it make whether they stay or leave? After this is over, all that will be left in their minds is fear. Come to think of it, it's a miracle that no one has died after reciting the correct incantation for so long tonight."

"I am quite interested in the experiences of your ancestor. What do you mean by the tragic ending you mentioned? Thousands of years ago in the Dream Realm is only a dozen years in the Real World. In such a short time, this sea area could not have changed much. Since there is danger, why not share it so that we can all take precautions in advance?"

"There are dangers, of course, but that was mainly due to the recklessness of my ancestors. They didn't seek out the shamans of the Cold Plains to perform the projection ritual, but instead used their true bodies to enter the world of consciousness. As for what happened to the dead, I don't really know."

"That's understandable. The older generation is always a bit too reckless." "It's getting late, everyone. I don't think we'll get any results tonight. We should go back and rest. Don't forget that while we're chatting here, they've lost several days in an instant."

"Sigh, it's always like this. We have to wait another three months for the next night of the waking world, and we have to pay those damned Cold Plains wizards again. If these natives can never make contact with R'lyeh at night, are we going to keep wasting our lives like this?"

"You can quit."

"You're joking again."

"Haha."

...

Soon after, when faint white light began to appear where the sky met the water in the Far East, these visionaries from the Dreamland disappeared.

And all the natives in the Iloa Forest who were performing some kind of ritual around the altar also fainted. For them, it was another night of wasted effort. But the good news was that no one in their tribe died that night, because the fear brought by the spell that was enough to drive them mad had basically been absorbed into Milo's little flask and become a flavoring agent for whiskey.

Milo did not stop the psychics from leaving.

Because they will reappear the following night.

They needed the assistance of the Cold Plains Wizards to project from the Dream World into the Lucid World, probably to save expenses and avoid wasting too much time. The Visionaries only spent the nights in the Lucid World, manipulating and monitoring the natives as they attempted to contact the beings in R'lyeh.

Of course, it's not hard to see that these guys all have their own ulterior motives.

If they were truly a cohesive team, there would be no need for eight people to be present at the same time to monitor them.

The most cost-effective and manpower-efficient way is to send only one person to monitor the situation each time.

But that could lead to the person in charge of monitoring taking all the team's results, right? So everyone has to be present, and no one trusts anyone else.

……

They didn't know how long this alternating day and night work cycle had been going on.

Every 12 hours in the waking world corresponds to nearly three months in the dream world. During these three months, the dream world will likely be busy with other things to raise the funds needed for the next descent.

It's possible that the psychics have been going through this cycle for several years, those few years in the dream world.

...

After getting a general idea of ​​the situation, Milo took a stroll through the Iloa Forest before dawn.

(End of this chapter)