Chapter 779: A Beautiful Dream

While the two were talking, an emaciated old man near the round table suddenly began trembling all over.

This old man had sparse hair on his head, but each strand was grown long. His skin was pale, his clothes barely covered him, and he had a belt tied around his waist.

The belt was hung with a bunch of devices that looked like remote controls.

A few seconds later, he seemed to see something extremely terrifying in his sleep, his expression full of pain, his limbs twisting, and the remote controls at his waist starting to crackle and buzz.

Soon, he fell off the chair and woke up in a panic, looking around frantically.

"Damn!!" the emaciated old man cursed. "What the hell! What the hell is going on?!"

Qinglong and Tianniu stood nearby, watching him coldly.

He quickly noticed Qinglong and softened his tone a bit, though it was still full of discontent.

"Qinglong... what is the meaning of this?" He trembled as he stood up and said to Qinglong, "'Tianlong' isn't supposed to show up like that, right? We had an agreement—we could return to the real world and live with our families... but how can he suddenly appear in the real world?! Is he trying to drive me insane?!"

After hearing this, Qinglong's eyes showed a hint of disdain, and he replied, "Are you pretending not to understand, or are you really crazy? The scene you saw with your eyes closed—is that really the real world?"

"How isn't it?!" the old man shouted. "One world with your eyes open, another with them closed—which one is more like a dream, and which is more like a dream?!"

Tiannui turned his face away upon hearing this, as if he didn't want to deal with the old man.

"Are you... planning to keep talking to me like this?" Qinglong asked, with a hint of menace.

"I... no... I'm not..." The old man realized he'd overstepped and quickly adjusted his tone. "I... I can't lose my family... I need to keep sleeping... I'm sorry... I'll go back to sleep now..."

"Don't be foolish," Qinglong said. "What kind of real world is it if you can see 'Tianlong' in it?"

The old man's mental state was clearly unstable. He looked at Qinglong and said shakily, "Stop it... you can't shake me..."

"That's the world he granted you, so he can come and go as he pleases," Qinglong continued, ignoring the old man's feelings. "How long are you going to stay trapped in it?"

"This is ridiculous... this is totally ridiculous..." The old man slowly widened his eyes and hunched over as he approached Qinglong. "Qinglong... what is Tianlong doing right now?"

"Why are you asking that?"

As if he hadn't heard, Tian shu went on, "He's taking the straw from the drowning man's hand and putting it on the back of the camel that's about to collapse—a single straw kills two people. He wants everyone to die..."

Qinglong sighed and said, "Instead of complaining about why he suddenly appeared there, you should think about the orders he gave you. That way, at least you'll live a little longer."

"His... orders..." The old man pondered for a long time before his eyes slowly widened. "He told me to activate 'Tianshe Shike'..."

"What...?"

"How is that possible...?" The old man stared at Qinglong with wide eyes. "Why would he tell me to activate 'Tianshe Shike'?"

"How should I know?" Qinglong retorted. "Wasn't that something he said to you?"

"This is terrifying..." The old man reached up and grabbed his sparse hair, then slowly squatted down. "He turned into the image of my family and ordered me to activate 'Tianshe Shike'... but we've never activated it all these years! That's 'Zishi'! That's 'Wushi'!"

"That's not my concern," Qinglong said. "Tianshu, you decide for yourself."

"Damn it... this is insane!" Tianshu jumped up angrily. "Going out at 'Wushi'... what is he thinking? If we're going to die, let's all die together..."

His eyes grew increasingly wild, and he took the strange remote controls from his waist.

Out of the more than ten remote controls, only one had a light on.

Without a word, Tianshu reached out and pressed the switch, while Qinglong lightly pressed a finger to his earpiece at the same time.

Even though his ear was covered quickly, Qinglong still heard a muffled explosion from far away, followed by blood everywhere and screams filling the air.

"Hey... heh heh... that feels good..." Tianshu bared his yellowed teeth and said, "If we're dying, let's all go together... too bad so many people, and only one wearing a 'Xiangquan'!"

Qinglong said nothing, but Tianniu spoke up from the side:

"The Diji 'Shengxiao' is clearly short-handed. You should control yourself. I'm already swamped managing the 'Lüyi'; don't add to my workload."

"Who are you pretending to be the good guy for?!" Tianshu said. "Don't you want to kill the 'Diji'? They're always trying to kill us! Besides, those 'Xiangquan' were something they volunteered for in their own game... if anything goes wrong, they have to deal with it. We already agreed on all the pros and cons... and I haven't shortchanged them either!!"

After saying that, Tianshu extended his hand, and a plump, red cherry appeared in his palm.

"Beautiful lady... have a cherry."

Tiannui disdainfully knocked the cherry out of Tianshu's hand and onto the ground, replying, "It reeks of 'Taoyuan'. Get lost."

"Ah hahaha! That's hilarious! That's so hilarious!" Tianshu laughed wildly, dancing around, then pulled out a banana from his hand and threw it at Tianniu. "Am I not treating these people well?! Even if they're all turned from 'plants', they're still fruit!"

Tiannui was furious at Tianshu's actions and stepped forward as if to strike, but Qinglong merely cleared his throat slightly, and both of them froze in place.

"If you've lived long enough, you can tell me," Qinglong said. "One of you dares to eavesdrop on my conversation at the door, and the other casually slaughters Diji members. How bold you've become since I last checked you."

After hearing this, both of them hung their heads low and said nothing.

Qinglong first glanced at Tianniu and said, "Starting today, every breath you take is under my surveillance, until I'm over this."

"Understood..."

Then Qinglong turned to Tianshu: "If you want to vent, you can sever their tendons or cut out their tongues, but don't reduce the numbers. Got it?"

"Alright... fine..." Tianshu said. "I'll check tonight who hasn't consumed their fruit... and cut out their tongues for fun..."

Qinglong snorted coldly and pushed past them toward the exit, but after a few steps, his ear twitched.

It seemed something unusual was happening with the "train"; there were strange sounds in the sky above.

It looked like "Tianshe Shike" had arrived.

Qinglong's eyes grew darker, and he murmured, "Come on, let me see just how far your 'limits' go."