I! Cleaner!-Chapter 441 - 379: Dream Wandering Lantern (Part 1)

"That’s right."

After looking up at the sun in the sky, the old Investigator nodded with satisfaction, then turned back with a smile and said:

"Although the main reason is still the strengthening effect brought by the Demonic Soul Abyss, reaching this point is still quite okay... How many people are in this dream approximately?"

"About... three hundred thousand or so?"

After checking the black fluorescence in the glass lantern, the female reporter wearing a wide-brimmed soft hat replied:

"Tonight, many people are dreaming, but not many dreams involve the capital. Most people’s dreams did not happen in the capital, so the Dream Wandering Lantern only fused the dreams of these three hundred thousand together... Do we need to start again?"

"No need, this is already enough."

After listening to the female reporter, the old Investigator smiled confidently, then withdrew his gaze from the sun and began to overlook the dream capital below.

In this false city formed by the dreams of three hundred thousand people, most streets and alleys still maintain their original appearance, without significant changes.

The greenery surrounding the affluent area is still lush, the sewage river running through the old town remains foul and dirty, and the industrial park by the riverside, just like in reality, continuously emits billowing white smoke full of acidic air.

Although the dream world need not adhere to reality, the owners of the thirty thousand dreams that constitute the dream world all come from reality, and this capital, which resembles reality, is a common perception among them all...

Except for one place.

...

"What’s going on over there?"

Looking at the center of the capital, at a strange building continuously twisting and transforming, yet never able to completely confirm its form, the old Investigator couldn’t help but frown and asked, somewhat dissatisfied:

"Why hasn’t the palace stabilized yet? Have these three hundred thousand people not reached a consensus on their perception of the palace?"

"Let me check..."

After observing the constantly twisting and transforming palace, which at times appeared dilapidated and seemed on the verge of collapse with just a puff of air, at other times appeared grand and splendid, looking noble and magnificent, the female reporter carefully examined the glass lantern in her hand and then shook her head with a frown:

"Dream Wandering Lantern is fine; it hasn’t been influenced or invaded. It’s likely that among these three hundred thousand dreaming of the capital, some have a perception of the palace different from others, which is particularly strong, causing the palace to remain unsettled."

"Quickly clear it out!"

After hearing the female reporter’s explanation, the old Investigator showed no hesitation, directly stood up and walked to the edge of the clock tower, pointing to the palace’s position, and said:

"Examine the dreams related to the palace, find the people whose impressions of the palace differ too much from others, and kick them out of this dream. Don’t let them affect the situation of the palace within the dream.

When the Demonic Soul Abyss completely descends, I need to exchange the dream capital with the real capital, and if the differences between them are too great, the exchange will be very troublesome, and this part must not go wrong!"

"Understood."

After responding quietly, the lantern in the female reporter’s hand flickered twice, a multitude of dark-colored light dots lit up within the glass lantern and then quickly extinguished.

As many starlit dots were removed, the palace that continuously twisted and transformed in the distance finally stabilized a bit, taking on a more fixed form.

However, unfortunately, before the old Investigator could nod with satisfaction, the palace that had just stabilized soon began to twist again.

Moreover, besides alternating between dilapidation and splendor, a third situation emerged, where most of the buildings were artificially flattened, turning into a lush landscape garden.

"Some people dreamt of the capital again and were added to this dream."

This time, before the old Investigator could inquire, the female reporter directly checked the Dream Wandering Lantern and then began to explain:

"The two now having a perception of the palace different from others are primarily two people. Their dreams of the capital vastly differ from everyone else’s perceptions, and their situations are quite special, making it hard to drive them away."

Two people that can’t be driven away?

The old Investigator frowned and asked:

"What did they dream of? Take me into their dream and let me see."

"Alright."

Glancing at the back of the old Investigator, the female reporter nodded slightly, then forcefully gripped the handle of the Dream Wandering Lantern, and shook the lantern in her hand.

Immediately afterward, the capital in front of them quivered slightly, then instantly transformed, from a reasonably lively bustling city to a scene of desolation endured by war.

The once bustling streets of the commercial district were now covered in rubble and ruin, street corners’ buildings collapsed into piles of dilapidated remnants, and skyscrapers turned into heaps of worthless bricks.

The entire capital’s air was filled with the scent of dust and scorched earth, with the remnants of buildings’ walls still bearing marks of artillery fire, almost completely destroyed by war.

Even the clock tower beneath the two’s feet had been bombed, with half of it collapsed, and a massive, unexploded shell was even embedded in the huge clock face behind the female reporter...

"This should be Joshua the Prince’s dream."

Looking at the palace that wasn’t completely destroyed but had been battered by war and seemed ready to collapse at any moment, the old Investigator pondered for a moment before confidently concluding:

"This is the curse of the King of Nightmares, where members of the royal family will continuously relive their greatest regret in their dreams, and Nathan... well... he is the future Joshua, so his nightmare was also synchronized over.

Moreover, I also understand why you can’t drive him away."

Turning his head to glance at the lantern in the female reporter’s hand and observing the densely packed black dots within the lampshade, the old Investigator said rather helplessly:

"The power of the Dream Street Lamp was enhanced by the Demonic Soul Abyss, equating to indirectly stealing the force of the Demonic Soul Abyss.

As the King of Nightmares is the true master of the Demonic Soul Abyss, the curse he personally placed on the members of the royal family has a very high priority, which would naturally affect the Dream Street Lamp you control.

His issue is beyond our ability to handle at this moment, but it is not overly troublesome. When the Demonic Soul Abyss truly descends, I’ll think of a way to prevent him from sleeping...

Come on, take me into that other person’s dream whom you can’t drive away, let me see what kind of dream he is having."

The female reporter responded with an affirmative "hm" and found the faintly glowing red star point within the lantern, moved it to the center of the lampshade, and forcefully shook the lantern in her hand.

Whirling and spinning.

As if an ancient mural was painted with color, the dreary, ruined capital before the two’s eyes instantly shed the yellow and ashen brought by war, transforming into a bright scene.

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