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Chapter 118 Dreams, Science, and Atheism (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

A tall, handsome man with glasses walked over with brisk steps.

He wore a well-tailored white trench coat, the smooth lines of which not only outlined the cool and rigorous nature of a scientific research elite, but also exuded a unique sense of fashion.

Her short, golden hair still shone brightly in the dim light, and the unique blue spiral bangs on her forehead resembled a frozen, elegant wave.

"Why aren't you home yet, it's so late?"

The man's voice was gentle and refined, carrying just the right amount of concern, yet subtly revealing a sense of control.

"What if I get kidnapped while I'm with such a handsome guy in the middle of the night? I have a performance tomorrow."

The moment Homiga saw the blond man, the wildness of the rock star in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a respectful gaze mixed with dependence and awe.

"Ah, Mr. Akromma, what brings you here? Oh, by the way, this is the great artist, Mr. Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen. His novels are amazing; they're about to be made into a Bollywood blockbuster!"

Mo Zhen's thoughts, which were originally like a tangled mess, were cleaved apart the moment Akroma appeared, as if by a precise bolt of lightning!

With a click, a crucial piece of the puzzle was perfectly fitted into the chaotic picture—the entire truth about the Poison Smoke Team and Meng Ziyan suddenly became crystal clear!

Akroma!

The name struck Mo Zhen like a thunderclap.

A mad scientist who has been involved in the legend of the Black and White Dragons, traveled all over the Unova region, and even left his scientific research footprints in off-the-beaten-path places like Hawaii in Sun and Moon!

His presence in this dilapidated factory district of Liyong City's Lower District was clearly for his own purposes!

"Oh? Really? That's quite impressive."

Akroma's words were calm and even carried a hint of polite perfunctoriness.

Clearly, for a top-tier scientific researcher like him, online novels are simply not on his list of interests, and he has little interest in the identity of an online novelist like "Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen".

However, in stark contrast to Akromma's indifference, the moment Mo Zhen confirmed the other party's identity, her face instantly blossomed into a warm smile comparable to the blazing summer sun, just like a Sichuan opera face-changing act!

He took a sudden step forward and gripped Akromma's white-gloved hand tightly with both hands like iron clamps.

"Haha, I finally found you!"

This sudden enthusiasm and the eerie phrase "I've found you" sent a chill down Akroma's spine.

What's going on? This kid wouldn't...

He then pulled a bottle of disinfectant spray from the inside pocket of his white trench coat and sprayed it twice on the gloves he had touched, his movements fluid and precise, revealing the meticulousness of a scientific researcher.

"Cough cough..."

Akroma cleared his throat, trying to maintain the decorum of a social elite, but the wariness and a hint of barely perceptible disgust in his eyes were already impossible to hide.

“My friend, we don’t seem to know each other before, do we? I’m Homiga’s agent and art consultant. Mr. Mo, what brings you here to see her so late at night? She’s currently at a crucial stage in her career, and I don’t want any unnecessary gossip to interfere with her artistic pursuits.”

Mo Zhen stroked his chin, a playful look in his eyes.

He never expected that a mad scientist like Akromma would play the role of an underground singer's manager in this world, which immediately piqued his interest.

Judging from his words and actions, he still retains the rigorous scientific attitude of a researcher, and his identity as an agent is obviously a disguise with ulterior motives.

So Mo Zhen got straight to the point without any pretense.

"Oh? Really? I'm quite curious. How did you become Homiga's manager? I heard that when she first started out, her singing sounded like a Growlithe howling. How could a professional manager like you sign such an unknown rock singer?"

Hearing this, Homiga scratched his head in embarrassment.

When confronted with Mo Zhen's sharp question, Akromma's eyes flashed with composure, and he replied calmly.

"Well... as a professional agent, discovering an artist's potential is an essential skill. When I first saw her rock performance, I noticed the unusual magic in her voice, so I decisively signed her and established a business partnership."

As he spoke, Akroma adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting a professional arc of light.

"As it turns out, this was the best decision I ever made in my career. With my scientific guidance, her singing ability far exceeded my expectations, making every commercial performance a great success and achieving amazing results."

Homiga's face showed gratitude, and he quickly echoed her sentiments.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Akromah is truly my benefactor. Our band was always overlooked before, but it was after signing with Mr. Akromah that I awakened my special talent and became an overnight sensation! Later, as the Poison Smoke team grew and expanded, he was the one who helped manage it..."

Mo Zhen and the handsome man exchanged a glance; the truth was now clear.

As a gamer who knew the other party's background, Mo Zhen didn't need to think or speculate at all to know that this guy was the real mastermind behind the Poison Smoke Team, controlling everything!

The handsome detective, a veteran with many years of criminal investigation experience, immediately locked his attention on the blond, bespectacled young man in front of him, thanks to his top-notch intuition for solving cases.

He was almost certain that the old man was definitely up to something!
So the handsome guy quickly gave Mo Zhen an anxious look, reminding him to follow the clues and find the truth from this guy.

Under the old man's frantic, winking hints, Mo Zhen posed a profound question to him.

"Mr. Akroma, may I ask... do you have a dream?"

What? !

The handsome man's face twitched, and he was momentarily confused.

The handsome young man's investigative methods once again shattered his worldview. What the heck? Is this some kind of variety show opening? How come this guy's interrogation methods are so unique...?

However, to the handsome man's utter surprise, as if a certain keyword had been triggered, Akromma's calm, lake-like eyes suddenly flashed with a fiery light!

A fanatical smile spread across his face, and he began chanting like a scientist charlatan.

"Dreams...that's an interesting topic. Do you know what distinguishes humans from other creatures?"

Faced with this question, Mo Zhen and the handsome man exchanged a glance and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Akromah started muttering to herself before he could answer.

"The fundamental difference between humans and other creatures is that we are a species that cannot move forward without dreaming. Dreams are the projection of desires, the labyrinth of the subconscious, and the core engine that shapes behavior and drives social evolution! They are chaotic, primitive, and full of uncertainty... but they also contain unparalleled power! Mastering dreams means mastering the source code of human society and possessing the power to shape reality!"

Akroma pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a light that mingled with rationality and fanaticism.

"And my dream is to understand and analyze the deepest driving force of mankind—the dream itself."

He looked at Mo Zhen with sharp, inquisitive eyes, like a scientist examining an unknown sample.

"Imagine if we could understand the neural codes that generate dreams, precisely guide the direction of dream projection, and optimize the efficiency of the dream experience... Wouldn't that be the greatest form of empowerment? And the power of science can enable humanity to reach the promised land they yearn for more efficiently and immersively, transforming the seemingly ethereal power of dreams into an observable, guideable, and scientifically achievable reality that serves a higher goal. Isn't this the most sublime scientific mission? It is about giving humanity the possibility to transcend its own limitations!"

Mo Zhen stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips, a playful glint in her eyes.

“Mr. Akromar, your idea is interesting, but manipulating other people’s dreams is the power of God…”

Akromma smiled reservedly, with a hint of disdain for the concept of "divine right".

"God? In an era of analyzing neural synaptic signals and electroencephalograms, explaining the nature of dreams with divine authority is far too romantic. Dreams are not divine gifts; they are complex products of the brain, this intricate instrument. Science liberates humanity from the chaotic drift of dreams, giving them a clearer and more efficient navigator to reach the other side of their dreams! If there truly is such a thing as a god, then let science shatter his authority... and become the new god!"

【Quack!!!】

Upon hearing Akroma's declaration of scientific godhood, Xiaomengzi, who was originally floating in the air, let out a piercing scream.

Its chubby, pink body trembled violently with extreme anger, like an overinflated pink balloon. Its beady eyes blazed with fury. It was super angry and enraged!
[Damn it, damn it all!!! You ignorant mortal, how dare you blaspheme against the gods! I think your brain has been fried by science! What do you even know?! With your pitiful grasp of science, you dare to covet my divine authority?!]

With her short, thick pig's trotters trembling, Xiaomengzi pointed at Akroma as if she wanted to kill him with her telekinesis.

[Dream! It is the most sacred spark of hope bestowed upon all living beings by the supreme Arceus at the beginning of creation! It is the great power that connects the consciousness of all things and weaves the web of destiny!]

Xiaomengzi tried to raise her voice, attempting to make her declaration sound more divine.

[Most importantly... that's the divine authority that Lord Arceus bestowed upon me during the pantheon of gods. I am the God of Dreams, and everything related to dreams belongs to my domain. No one is allowed to... OMG! ...

Just as Xiao Mengzi re-entered the Land of Immortals and went into a frenzy out of control, Mo Zhen decisively unleashed a sow's roaring fist, forcefully pulling her back from the ultimate fantasy to the cold, real ground.

"What do you mean, your divine right? Damn it, you beast, he can't hear you no matter how much you howl. Are you saying this on purpose for me to hear?!"

In an instant, Xiaomengzi's surging passion froze, and she was so frightened that she lost control of her bladder on the spot.

【Oh my god! Lord Mo Zhen, spare me! I... I was just indignant and impulsive when I saw that scoundrel blaspheming your supreme divine power. I couldn't help but speak up for you. I had absolutely no intention of overstepping my bounds. Please, Lord Mo Zhen, understand!】

Mo Zhen snorted coldly. He had long known that this wicked beast was still up to no good. He had been lurking by his side, pretending to be obsequious, but in reality, he had always coveted his divine position and was ready to turn against him and seize power at any time.

Despite the fact that this pink trash's ambition was a ticking time bomb, Mo Zhen didn't take it seriously.

Because he is not simply the God of Illusions, but the Supreme God-King who possesses two divine positions!

As the god who holds the power of dreams and also serves as the god of art, he is truly skilled and daring, and is not afraid of the backlash from this incarnation of divine power.

The divine incarnation is disobedient? Then beat it mercilessly until it obeys!
But now is not the time for infighting. As fellow sufferers, they now need to face a common enemy—that mad scientist who is trying to use technology and ruthlessness to overthrow divine authority!

Young Akromah was completely unaware that the God of Dreams, who controlled dreams, was right before him at this very moment!

Faced with Akroma's direct provocation, Mo Zhen smiled slightly and accepted the challenge.

Interesting. This guy actually wants to use the power of technology to seize my divine authority. Finally, I've encountered a somewhat interesting plot. The feeling of being NTR'd in front of someone is really...exciting!

A terrifying power was brewing within Mo Zhen, and the divine power within him went completely berserk at this moment!
Oh yeah, this crazy feeling is just... Ughh ...
？ ！！

At this very moment, before anyone else could perceive this terrifying power, Xiao Huolong, who had cultivated the Eighth Collapse of Extreme Power, used his extraordinary and terrifying insight to discover the magnificent power emanating from Mo Zhen.

From an unseen perspective, Xiaomengzi's eyes showed terror, and she let out a bloodcurdling scream!

[Wait... Lord Mo Zhen, please spare me! I truly promise I'll never dare to do it again!]

However, this time, Mo was truly furious and enraged!
"Hahahahahahaha, you damn ignorant bastard, I should have shown you the difference in strength between us long ago! Now... you'll be subjected to my ultimate, invincible, berserk, furious Uzi submachine gun's endless barrage!!!"

In an instant, Mo Zhen's divine power transformed into a terrifying Uzi submachine gun!
Empowered by terrifying and violent divine power, Mo Zhen's Uzi submachine gun activated unlimited ammo mode, and he sprayed bullets wildly at Xiao Mengzi's pig head!

[Ooh o ...

Being relentlessly riddled with bullets from a Uzi submachine gun, Xiaomengzi's plump body was quickly riddled with holes, her round body filled with submachine gun bullets.

Mo Zhen easily annihilated Xiao Mengzi's ambition and ruthlessly subdued the divine power avatar. A look of madness appeared in his eyes as he looked at Akroma.

Hehehe... You're next!

So you're an agent? You're quite the actor, aren't you? Heh, now... it's my turn to perform!

(End of this chapter)