The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 997 Qualified
Morpheus gave Yang Le a completely different feeling than Naboo.

Although Naboo is also a god, his actions are always purposeful and extremely aggressive. In some ways, Naboo is no different from Coral.

It's just that Naboo happened to be on the side that was beneficial to humanity.

Moreover, Naboo doesn't protect humanity; he protects order. Anything that disrupts the existing order is his enemy, no matter who you are.

Therefore, Doctor Fate's status as an ally is not absolute, a fact that any intelligent person understands. This is why the pragmatists in the Justice League have tacitly allowed Kent to remain as the new Doctor Fate for decades.

Doctor Fate's strength is one thing, but the instability is something most people cannot accept. Therefore, after several meetings, the Justice League decided to let Dr. Kent keep the Helmet of Fate until the moment when Naboo is truly needed.

After all, the Helmet of Fate is practically plug-and-play; the only requirement might be a healthy body. As for whether the wearer is kind or not, Nabu doesn't care; he'll take care of it anyway.

This demonstrates Naboo's characteristics: authoritarian, highly purposeful, and extremely aggressive.

Morpheus, on the other hand, is the only one Yang Le has seen with a carefree attitude, though carefree here is not a derogatory term.

Morpheus doesn't seem to care much about anything; He's just maintaining the operation of the dream world, and He doesn't actively interfere with anything else's development.

If Yang Le hadn't transformed into the Dust Fairy today, he probably would never have seen Morpheus in his life, unless he found a way to approach him himself.

Moreover, compared to Naboo, Morpheus seemed less respectful to God. Unlike Naboo, who didn't even dare to call God by his name, Morpheus even dared to joke about God.

This may be the reason for the difference in social class. Morpheus, as a member of the Infinity Family, maintains the most basic concept of how this world works. Without him, there would be no reality, and thus, order and chaos would cease to exist.

After all, order and chaos both need a medium to be represented. Without the canvas of reality or illusion, you can't show it no matter how good your technology is.

Morpheus chatted with Yang Le for a while longer. Perhaps because he was a shut-in, he didn't often find someone to talk to.

After all, the Endless Clan rarely leaves their territory except in the face of death and destruction. When they go to places outside their territory, they suffer from acclimatization problems. At best, they feel uncomfortable; at worst, their power is weakened to the level of a mortal.

Death is due to its unique nature of welcoming new life and death, which allows it to go anywhere, while destruction is simply because it has stepped down; it was once a member of the Endless Family, but no longer possesses its characteristics.

Incidentally, members of the Endless Family now use the term 'Prodigal Son' to refer to Destruction.

During his conversation with Yang Le, Morpheus talked about everything under the sun. It was the first time Yang Le had ever used the word "learned" to describe a "person"—someone even more knowledgeable than Mr. Fantastic and Valeria.

This is normal. Morpheus's library contains all the literature in the world, including the past, present, and future, as well as the thoughts of every single person.

If Morpheus wanted to, He could be truly omniscient, since even the thoughts of so-called gods could not escape the records in the library.

There are very few people who can escape being included in the Morpheus Library, and each of them is a famous figure, such as God and other members of the Infinite Family.

At Morpheus's behest, Yang Le also opened "Cassandra," a book that recorded every dream, every thought, and every psychological activity Cassandra had since he descended from the heavens.

Nightmares, dreams, tests, fear, joy, sorrow—so much was recorded in that small book. These emotions rushed into Yang Le's brain almost simultaneously, making it hard for him to breathe. "Have a drink." A glass of red wine suddenly appeared in Yang Le's field of vision, interrupting all the emotions that rushed in.

It was Morpheus, his pale fingers holding the stem of the wine glass. Even the crimson liquid in the glass, illuminated by the light, couldn't leave a trace of color on him.

Morpheus seemed to have always been like this; in his world, there was no room for colors other than black and white. It was only at this moment that Yang Le truly realized something beyond humanity that Morpheus had always shown.

Without refusing, Yang Le used his left thumb as a bookmark between the pages of the book before closing it. He then accepted the glass of wine from Morpheus and took a small sip.

The slightly sour fruity taste relieved the swelling in Yang Le's brain caused by emotional stress, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. The subsequent taste of alcohol soothed his tense emotions.

It's a good wine, but not so good as to be unparalleled in the world. It's like the taste of something that everyone should be able to experience in their lifetime—in short, it's down-to-earth.

“This is reality.” Morpheus seemed to have read Yang Le’s mind. “How about it? Isn’t it a unique experience to savor reality within a fantasy?”

Perhaps because he hadn't spent much time in the virtual world, Yang Le didn't experience the feeling Morpheus had described, but the glass of red wine did make him feel much better.

"Thank you for the wine." Yang Le tried to hand the empty glass back, but Morpheus didn't reach out and just stared at him silently. Only then did the latter realize that he had done something foolish.

With a flick of his wrist, Yang Le's wine glass vanished, replaced by a large, classic glass filled with pale golden wine and a crystal-clear ice cube, as sharp as a diamond.

"In return for your invitation."

Morpheus then smiled and took it back. Yang Le suddenly felt that it might be nice to come to the dream world once in a while.

"A person is born with countless thoughts, and even a child can have more thoughts than you can imagine."

Morpheus lightly tapped the book "Cassandra" in Yang Le's hand with his right finger, while holding a glass of whiskey in his left hand, looking like an art madman from the last century.

"Moreover, Cassandra is unable to speak, and without a normal way of human communication, the thoughts in her mind are more than twice that of an average person, all thanks to her biological father."

David Cain, a competent assassin, a disqualified father.

"However, Cassandra has recently undergone a slight change, and her emotions have become a bit more stable and monotonous. Please allow me to go on and on."

Morpheus gently snatched the book, turned to the latest page of "Cassandra," and showed it to Yang Le, who only noticed a few similar words throughout the entire book.

happy.

Yang Le is a good father.

(End of this chapter)