Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 927 A Peaceful Dream

Shangguan Yan nodded, then changed the subject and added:
"But not all dreams are acceptable. Dreams also vary in value. Generally speaking, the more repressed one's life is in reality, the higher the value of their dreams."

Note that it is oppressive, not miserable. People who live in poverty and suffering can still live a repressive life if they are optimistic and positive by nature.

For Yan Hui, who lived a simple life of a single bamboo bowl of rice and a gourd of water, his dreams could not be considered repressed.

However, an ambitious but incompetent rich kid will live a very repressed life. Even if he has a rich material life, if his abilities are not recognized and respected, he will feel dissatisfied and release this dissatisfaction in his dreams. Such dreams are very valuable.

Xia Shou pondered for a moment and felt that his dream should be very valuable. He felt that he was indeed a little repressed, and he had been dreaming about Wei Yu every day before.

However... if you just exchange your dreams like that, what if your self-control decreases?
"If you trade your dreams for something, will your behavior in reality spiral out of control?"

"The vast majority of people do dream. Don't overestimate your self-control. Most people who don't dream will go crazy. When ordinary people say they don't dream, most of them just dream and forget it. In fact, everyone dreams."

Can dreams be sold piece by piece?

“It’s usually an exchange in small increments, like a bank loan. The Dream Bird will assess the potential of your dreams based on the extent of your past indulgences,” Shangguan Yan said.

Having talked this far, she had already figured out her next plan.

She could bear the cost in the Origin Sea for those who drank her blood, but the cost in the Blood-Flowing Sea where Xia Shou was located was too severe and dangerous, to the point of being unbearable.

But as long as the cost of the endless sea of ​​blood is transformed into other costs, the problem will not be so big.

Normally, the cost of rituals in reality is not considered a cost within the Origin Sea, but the Dream-Picking Bird is a rare exception. It does not have its own territory in the Origin Sea, and in contrast, the boundary between reality and the Origin Sea is very blurred for the Dream-Picking Bird's faction.

If Xia Shou drinks her blood and then performs the Dream-Picking Bird ritual, then the price he should have paid as the Blood God will become the price paid by the Dream-Picking Bird.

The price of not being able to dream is something she can easily handle.

She herself cannot dream, but she can enter other people's dreams and release the pressure that she cannot release in her own dreams in other people's dreams, thus perfectly avoiding the weakening of self-control in reality.

“Given the urgency of this situation, and the fact that you're using this eyeball for official business, I'll give you another bottle. You're probably already familiar with the effects of this blood.” Shangguan Yan took a bottle of blood from his coat pocket and pushed it from the table in front of Xia Shou.

Xia Shou stared at the blood vial on the table, its transparent body shimmering with an alluring luster.

This thing is like a poison pill; it's a source of power and also a certificate for a loan!
Having it gives people peace of mind.

However, Death Notes also says that these loan-type sealed items will be very painful when it comes to repaying the loan in the end, and they can easily crush someone to death if you are not careful.

Do we really want to use it again?
"What's wrong?" Shangguan Yan asked.

"No, it's nothing." Xia Shou sighed and grabbed the blood vial.

Damn it, what am I hesitating about? Is this the time to hesitate?

Trading a little bit of a dream for something won't cause any major problems in the short term, as long as a solution is found before one's behavior completely spirals out of control.

The most important thing right now is to survive!

"I'll arrange the ceremony. We don't need to prepare any real-world props; we can just hold it in the Origin Sea," Shangguan Yan said.

Xia Shou was taken aback: "Then we have to go to your house, Minister?"

"This is too much trouble. Let's take a nap here. No one will come here," Shangguan Yan said. "Drink the blood, and then give me your hand."

Xia Shou opened the bottle, drank the blood in one gulp, and then handed his hand to the other person.

Having learned from our previous experience of sharing a bed, there was no need for extra mental preparation the second time. After all, holding hands for a short nap in the office is nothing compared to sleeping in the same bed.

……

The source of the sea.

Xia Shou saw Shangguan Yan floating beside him, just like last time.

“Your body is quite heavy. We need to use it quickly after you float to the surface,” Shangguan Yan said. “Let’s get started.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Yan opened his mouth and softly hummed a melody: "La~la~~la la~~"

It is very short and has no lyrics, but it gives people an incredibly gentle and beautiful feeling, like a lullaby that a mother hums to her baby.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Shou saw many transparent birds flying in from the sea. Their translucent bodies shimmered with dreamlike scenery and starry skies, changing in a very smooth way.

Flocks of birds circled around him and Shangguan Yan in the sea, surrounding them.

Xia Shou stared wide-eyed at the scene in astonishment, and couldn't help but ask, "Has the ceremony begun?"

"Hehe, I'm quite skilled at this ritual. How many meters do you want to ascend?"

"Forehead……"

"Don't take too much. You sink easily, don't you? If you don't use up the depth you've worked so hard for, it'll probably all be gone soon," Shangguan Yan reminded him.

"Thirty meters, I suppose," Xia Shou reported, revealing the replacement cost he had witnessed ten years after his blind eye peeked at Jiang Wengao.

"Pretty conservative, actually." Shangguan Yan chuckled.

The birds around him gathered and perched on his shoulders and head.

Xia Shou remained motionless, casting an inquiring glance at Shangguan Yan. Seeing the other nod, he confirmed that this was a normal phenomenon during the ritual.

Then, Xia Shou saw strands of light being drawn out of his body and into the bodies of the birds, like halos of light being poured into a glass bottle.

His body became lighter, the numbers on the scale beside him began to decrease, and he rose to the surface in the sea.

Shangguan Yan swung her arms in the seawater, swimming upwards with great agility and grace, just like a mermaid.

As Xia Shou rose to the surface, a very subtle expression appeared on her face, and her smile became meaningful:

"It seems you haven't been working hard enough in the department. Do you manage to balance work and rest?"

"Um, Minister, what do you mean by this?"

"Your dream isn't depressing at all, and the price is very low, but it's still enough to pay for thirty meters," Shangguan Yan said casually. "It seems that I, as your leader, have been too good to you guys."

Xia Shou was shocked, thinking to himself, "Are you kidding me?"
Am I not stressed enough?
Xia Shou felt that his life was incredibly depressing.

Working like a beast of burden during the day, often working overtime until late at night, and due to all sorts of distractions, having endless erotic dreams at night.

If even he doesn't suppress his feelings, then no one will.

However, it's not unusual for such words to come from the minister's mouth, after all, she is a devil and has always had this kind of wicked sense of humor.

(End of this chapter)