I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 502 There's a Master Here (56)

After Ma Yueru finally defeated the final demon dragon and cleared "My Dream," she felt a sense of loss.

This feeling was quite peculiar, giving her a sense of accomplishment in finally completing everything, as well as an urge to stay and continue the journey.

Then came another wave of emptiness, as if something had been filled in my heart, but something else had changed forever.

As she leaned back in her chair, she saw herself back at the starting point.

Here, there are the vast farmlands she cultivated, the villages she painstakingly built, and a large number of residents living freely, giving everything here a unique tranquility and prosperity.

And her favorite pet, the Ghost Baby.

Her warehouse was filled with supplies, all the items were neatly categorized, and it was full of goods.

Further away, the ranch was full of all kinds of animals. She had collected all the animals that existed in her dream and made them her precious collection.

Holding the white ghost baby, she quietly walked through the area, looking at the surroundings, reminiscing about the past, and finally peacefully closed the dream.

She closed her eyes and recalled the previous plot in her mind again, then turned to Zhong Zheng, who was watching her play like a dipping sauce, and said, "It's nothing special. The graphics are a bit more detailed and the gameplay is a bit more unique. In our Rebirth State, it would only be considered average... not bad... excellent, I guess."

Zhong Zheng glanced at his watch and said, "Seventy hours, forty-two minutes, and fifteen seconds."

"What do you mean?"

"The time since you were last proven wrong."

Ma Yueru then realized what was happening, and her face turned deathly pale.

Did I really play for this long?

Fortunately, time in Tianyuan is still in a state of disorder, otherwise who knows how many things would be delayed.

As Ma Yueru re-examined the dream, her expression grew increasingly grave, realizing that the dream's contents were more terrifying than she had imagined.

During the trip, I always seemed to have something I wanted to do, and there was never enough time to finish it all.

But when the dragon was defeated, all the goals were achieved at that moment, and my heart was filled with peace. For a while, I didn't want to touch it again.

Her desires were satisfied at this moment, and the previous troubles disappeared, making her feel extremely comfortable.

In comparison, the dreams from the Disaster Response Department were truly awful.

The dream architects in the department are arrogant every day, believing that their dreams are the best in the world and that no one else is good enough for them.

However, compared to theirs, Ma Yueru felt that Tianyuan's dream was a hundred times better, and they were not even on the same level.

Clenching her teeth, Ma Yueru noticed Zhong Zhengzheng looking at her with a half-smile, his expression seeming to say, "Come on, keep pretending. Let's see how long you can keep it up."

No wonder the people here ignore their own performance.

In "My Dream," the special effects for the Flowing Light Star Lord are used almost like they're free. People who have played the game become immune to other special effects and don't care about them at all.

Forcing herself to ignore Zhong Zheng's expression, she began to think about the current problem.

The ceremony requested by the important figure is now difficult to complete, and five million worth of supplies is nothing to Tianyuan at present.

But a quick way to avert disaster has been found: "My Dream".

Although it's impossible to complete all the tasks, taking this dream weaver to the Land of Rebirth would be a great achievement.

She stood up and said to Zhong Zheng, "I need to go back and discuss the current situation with my superiors, but before that, could I meet this dream weaver?"

"Didn't you already see it?" Zhong Zheng asked, puzzled. Looking at Zhong Zheng in front of her, Ma Yueru felt her brain overload, her spirit boiling, every cell in her body screaming for escape, while simultaneously shouting, "This can't be real!"
Then, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling that her inner demons were growing and her Dao heart was darkening.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The thought of having to please Zhong Zheng and even bring him back to Wangsheng Prefecture made Ma Yueru want to vomit blood again.

But for the sake of her future, her job, and her loan, she forced herself to say, "Mr. Zhong..."

Zhong Zheng immediately got goosebumps: "Why are you suddenly talking so disgustingly?"

Swallowing the blood in her mouth, Ma Yueru forced back her nausea and said, "First of all, congratulations on having such a wonderful dream, I..."

"It wasn't me, it was Chen Yu from Tianyuan Star. He even came to watch you play Dreamland before, but left when he saw you weren't responding. If you want to see him, it's not time to leave school yet, let's go see him later."

It wasn't you!

"Although I also contributed some efforts, I was not the one in charge."

Hearing this, Ma Yueru finally breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

Although I had a feeling of being manipulated by Zhong Zheng, it was good that it wasn't Zhong Zheng who did it.

Then she asked the question she would regret for the rest of her life: "Which part did you do?"

"I made your favorite pet, Ghost Baby, and I even did its voice acting. Come on, let me imitate it for you."

Hearing the cute voice from Zhong Zheng's mouth, Ma Yueru felt as if a nerve in her brain had snapped.

The thought that the voice she had liked for days actually came from this guy filled her with murderous intent, and she wished she could burn everything to ashes.

"I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!"

If it weren't for the intervention of the Chief Inspector, the Temple Master, and Zhuge Xingjun, Zhong Zheng felt that the other party would have really killed him.

Looking at Ma Yueru, who had gone completely mad, Zhong Zheng said in bewilderment, "What a crazy woman. But she's quite beautiful when she's acting crazy. By the way, why is she acting crazy?"

Staring at the clueless Zhong Zheng, the temple priest, while holding down the struggling Ma Yueru, said to the inspector general, "Now I understand why you hate this guy."

"Right? It's really hard for a normal person to like this guy. Don't you think so, Zhuge Xingjun?"

Zhuge Xingjun thought for a moment and said with difficulty, "Actually, I think it's alright. This kind of torturous behavior is quite to my liking."

Seeing Zhuge Xingjun's conflicted expression, the temple keeper and the chief inspector felt that Wenchang Xingjun might also be acting a bit strange.

After finally calming Ma Yueru down, it was already evening.

Zhong Zheng was about to say that the epileptic seizure was very clever, the timing was just right, but he was stopped by a look from the chief inspector.

The patient's condition has finally improved, so please don't let them continue to have seizures, okay?
We've already worked overtime for several days, please don't make us work overtime anymore, okay?
Meanwhile, Chen Yu in the office was also somewhat confused.

The calamities have been largely mitigated, and there are few negative emotions left.

But just now, someone suddenly broke down and contributed dozens of points of negative emotions to me.

Although it wasn't much, I only got a little bit affected and still gained quite a bit, which shows that the other party must have broken through my defenses.

Looking at this figure, Chen Yu sighed with admiration, realizing there were indeed some extraordinary individuals nearby.

　There's a lot to do before National Day, so I'll catch up on yesterday's update first, and continue this afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)