I open a supermarket with strange rules

Zhao Xiyue felt unspeakable fear.

She spoke slowly, "Perhaps, the people or gods present have heard of the name Ramses?"

There was only silence in response to her.

The God of Desire squirmed his flesh, making a soft humming sound. "There's this annoying guy who likes to disguise himself as a human and blend in. If you're talking about a dark-skinned, charming man, that should be him—one of the three ancient gods from far away.

No one or God knows His name, He does not need believers, He wanders in the dark side of the universe, causing destruction and terror.

“He has gathered us here—Run!”

The God of Desire screamed, and the piece of meat slapped the space violently, trying to escape through the crack. But it was too late, this place seemed to be abandoned by space, and his slapping did not cause any ripples.

In the starry sky, the stars are twinkling.

The gods suddenly fell silent.

Ramses appeared again, his skin still dark. He looked at the gods floating towards the center of the dream and smiled happily.

“Great Lord of Dreams, please wake up!” He seemed to be in some kind of fanatical madness, “Wake up from that dream and bring a true end to this world and the universe!”

The being surrounded by countless gods seemed to move.

Zhao Xiyue watched this scene clearly.

She had an epiphany in her mind - "That invisible thing has a strong control over the gods. But I am not a god, and I can control gods. What does it have to do with me, Zhao Xiyue?"

No wonder Ramses controlled her and wanted her to attain godhood. Once she ascended to the throne, she would be controlled by the dream and might become a monster that could only play music.

"Ramses is also a god, so he will be affected as well."

Before Zhao Xiyue could be happy, she found that black spots had begun to appear in the golden ocean in her sea of ​​consciousness. Those black spots, like viruses, spread in the golden ocean.

She was contaminated.

Gan!

The polluting nature of this dream lord is too strong.

Ramses turned around and suddenly started talking about philosophy with Zhao Xiyue, "What do you think pollution is?"

Zhao Xiyue glanced at him and said, "When humans are polluted, they will fall into madness. When the world is polluted, weird things will happen. When gods are polluted, they will raise their flutes."

“Pollution represents a kind of chaotic order.”

Ramses seemed to be in a good mood and continued, "Humans always think that pollution is something that only appeared later. But in fact, pollution has long existed in every human being."

“Pollution comes from dreams, and dreams come from humans.”

Zhao Xiyue looked at him, and some truth seemed to be about to come out in her mind.

"In the beginning, the world was pollution-free and had no dreams. The ancient gods created planets, and the planets gave birth to humans.

Originally, humans did not dream.

Until one day, the ancestor of mankind was inspired by some kind of power and he summoned the Lord of Dreams who did not exist in the real world.

The dream came to this universe and quickly spread to all humans and even gods. "

"Dreams are chaotic and disorderly. When this influence spreads to the real world, the world also begins to become chaotic and disorderly. This is what you humans call pollution."

Zhao Xiyue seemed to understand and said, "Pollution doesn't come from dreams, but dreams themselves are pollution? But dreaming doesn't drive people crazy, nor does it cause them to mutate."

"The shallow dreams won't work, but the deepest dreams are directly connected here." Ramses sighed, looking at the Lord of Dreams fanatically, "What a powerful force! Its mere existence is enough to destroy the gods' sanity and intercept their power, turning them into monsters that can only play music and plunge them into eternal madness."

Zhao Xiyue's consciousness also began to become confused, and she began to wonder why the sun was in the sky instead of underground?

Rules... chaotic rules are rules. Isn't the real world filled with countless rules?

Frictional heat creates fire, fire can set trees on fire, water can put out fire…

Rules are everywhere.

Is reason the only right thing? The deepest part of this universe is clearly meaningless chaos and madness.

No, I can't think about it anymore.

Zhao Xiyue withdrew her thoughts and saw that the God of Desire, who had originally wanted to escape, had already arrived in front of the Lord of Dreams. A golden flute suddenly appeared in the squirming flesh.

The meat ball blew happily.

The originally unpleasant and disgusting music, after being polluted, became beautiful and addictive.

Zhao Xiyue tried hard to maintain consciousness, and suddenly had a ridiculous thought: the unexpected stay of the Lord of Dreams was the source of the world's madness and destruction. There are so many conspiracy theories in the human world, and people think that pollution is a means for higher-dimensional creatures to get involved in the earth.

But actually?

It is just a high-dimensional creature that happened to be tired when passing by the earth, so it took a short rest here. Inadvertently, the power from the high dimension can destroy mankind and the earth.

Even the gods have no power to resist, let alone humans?

"These gods actually thought they could find a way out of their madness here." Ramses' smile became crazier. "No one can escape, including me!"

He actually took the initiative to walk towards the Lord of Dreams, turned into black mist, and danced to the music.

Zhao Xiyue let out a breath slowly and looked at the funny and bizarre scene in front of her.

She felt she could hold on for a while.

It didn't take long, or maybe it took a long time.

Someone came in.

It was Chen Zhao, and behind her were four captains from the Ghost Story Management Bureau.

Chen Zhao recognized Zhao Xiyue, "Zhao Xiyue, why are you here? What happened?"

Zhao Xiyue looked up and found that the Lord of Dreams, who had been radiating power, had become quiet under the increasingly beautiful music.

The pollution stopped.

Then, she raised her hand and pointed at the invisible object in the starry sky, "Do you see it? That is the source of pollution. As long as we get rid of it, the world will return to normal."

Chen Zhao looked up suddenly and scratched the back of her head in confusion. "Um, are you mentally okay? There's nothing there."

Zhao Xiyue realized that not everyone can see the Lord of Dreams. Just like not everyone can enter the deep layer of dreams, only those with sharp brain nerves can get a glimpse.

No wonder geniuses easily become crazy, they know too much.

She sighed, "There is a terrifying being out there, sleeping on this part of the Earth—"

"So that's how it is!" Chen Zhao became excited. She said quickly, "Someone has suggested before that we should find the reasons why pollution started early. Maybe we can solve the problem completely."

"Historians and archaeologists found a stone tablet in a cave with certain patterns recorded on it. Before going to bed at night, human ancestors murmured a few words and suddenly fell asleep.

Later, people in the tribe would go crazy from time to time.

Soon after, the tribe was completely extinct.”

"At the bottom of the stone wall, there is a piece of incomprehensible text, annotated in human language - send it back."

“Is this what you saw?”

Zhao Xiyue perked up, "Where's the spell?"

Chen Zhao directly took out a stone tablet from the storage space.

There were five obscure patterns drawn on it, but Zhao Xiyue had mastered a vast amount of knowledge and information through these five patterns.

"Lord of Dreams￥%...Repatriation Ceremony——

1. Beautiful music that pleases Him.

2. The power to satisfy Him.

3. Recite this mantra.

Yes, it is that simple, so simple that I cannot believe it. The tragedy of this universe is so simple that it makes people laugh.

The God of Hope brought back this news from a dream. He was left behind to join the orchestra. It is time for me to move on. Hope lives on! "

"Humans killed the God of Hope and became the new hope"

Zhao Xiyue suddenly understood the truth of that long-ago history.

There was only half of the spell on the stone tablet. But Zhao Xiyue had seen this spell before, on a brand new book in the library after entering R'lyeh.

She just sat on the ground in the form of a soul, reciting the spell subconsciously.

The next moment—the world stopped.

The divine orchestra stopped playing, and the Lord of Dreams, who had been sleeping for a long time, opened his eyes and then disappeared into the universe.

The power emanating in that short period of time directly caused Zhao Xiyue's golden sea of ​​consciousness to collapse.

The dream world collapsed.

In the real world, Zhao Xiyue sat on the ruined land. Chen Zhao was beside her, and the two looked at each other blankly.

Chen Zhao asked uncertainly, "Is this... the end?"

Zhao Xiyue's soul began to dissipate, "It's over."

It's ridiculous, but it's true.

The world is quiet, as if something has changed, but at the same time, nothing seems to have changed.

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