If I really turned into a lunatic like that, not only would my mother and sister be sad, but Mr. Yu Xiu De would also definitely look down on me. He would even pretend not to know me when we met on the street...

However, what would Mr. Yu Xiu De, whose emotions are always stable and his expression doesn't change much, look like when he shows disgust?

Just as Zhu Yajing was trying hard to imagine but found that she couldn't imagine it no matter what, the doorbell rang.

A guest is coming.

Zhu Yajing quickly smiled, picked up the board on the table with "Welcome" written on the front, and stood it up.

But when she saw the guest's attire, the smile on her face froze.

Because the person who came seemed to be a priest.

There was a young man about the same age as Yu Xiu De, wearing the same dark monk's robe as the suspicious missionary Zhu Ya Jing met in the morning, but the difference was that his attire looked more formal.

The fabric is thick and drapes smoothly, swaying gently with every step, giving it a simple and elegant look. The collar of the robe is generous and simple, embellished by a white scarf.

He had a simple leather belt tied around his waist, tightly wrapping his monk's robe. On his feet were black leather shoes, which had been carefully cared for and shone with a faint luster. They made soft sounds when they stepped on the ground. Each step seemed heavy, and his temperament was gloomy, as if he was carrying something unspeakable on his back.

In his hands was a purple book with slightly yellowed pages and golden letters printed on the spine: "The Gospel of Dreams"

His overall attire is simple yet ceremonial, which not only shows an inexplicable piety, but also makes people feel a peaceful atmosphere. It is even more impossible not to feel a good impression of him and be willing to listen to his words.

If Zhu Yajing had not experienced the semi-forced preaching by the missionaries in the morning, she would probably be curious about who the priest in front of her believed in.

"Ma'am, could I have a moment of your time?"

The man's voice was low, but undeniable.

"I wish to introduce you to our savior, our Heavenly Father, the great Lord of Dreams, the sleeping spirit—Nightmare."

Zhu Yajing was horrified to find that although the young priest in front of her had a different temperament from those fanatical believers in the morning and seemed more rational and calm, there was only one person in front of him, and there was a front desk between them, but she could do nothing but listen.

She felt her legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and her hearing aids seemed to have grown sharp synapses that pierced her ears. She could not take her eyes off the suspicious priest in front of her, and her curiosity could not resist knowing the faith of this suspicious priest.

At the same time, inside the store, the staff who were supposed to take a nap got up from their beds and walked out of the store in an orderly manner. Their expressions were the same as Zhu Yajing's, puzzled, surprised, and horrified.

But soon, the expressions of everyone in the shop turned to curiosity. They were either standing or sitting, surrounding the priest, all assuming an attitude of attentive listening.

Even though no one in this store had the slightest understanding of the priest's faith.

The young priest glanced at everyone's faces one by one, confirming the number of people involved in this "missionary work".

During this process, he glanced at Zhu Yajing twice.

The priest sensed an inexplicable resistance from the deaf-mute holding the sign. The power came from her ears, and there were remnants of power related to the field of "destruction", which prevented him from spreading the gospel of dreams.

His fate treats the mentally retarded, the disabled, and the normal people equally, and even better. Even the deaf can hear his words; even the insane who cannot communicate normally can understand what he means.

"Poor man..."

The young priest's face showed even more compassion.

This is the tragic reality, the tragic world. The deaf man in front of me was not born deaf and dumb, but had his hearing destroyed by an unknown person with a destiny related to the field of "destruction"...

Miserable...

All living beings suffer!

Instead of struggling in the cruel reality, becoming a tool of the exploiters and a toy of fate, it is better to spend the rest of your life in a dream and fulfill your wishes.

The priest spread out the book in his hand and turned the pages one by one. His movements were slow and orderly, and his expression was pious and sincere.

The echoes overlapped, each sound piercing his ears. The priest, from the book he had written stroke by stroke, chanted with a voice that seemed to be able to clear his heart:

"They are orphans abandoned by their parents, they are children cursed by the world, and they are saints forced to stray from the righteous path."

"They are ignorant and clueless, exposed in the cold light."

"They were drenched in pain, soaked in death, and because there was no place for them to go, they curled up and hugged themselves."

"[Nightmare] did not give up on them and showed them favor."

Real Dreamland: Chapter 54 Discount

In the first-class carriage of the high-speed train that goes directly from Qianpeng City to Xiahai City, a girl with two souls and wearing sunglasses is sitting in the window seat.

Unlike the slightly crowded ordinary carriages, the interior of the carriages here is spacious and bright.

Soft lighting casts a warm golden glow over the pristine white seats. Each seat feels like a private box, creating a cozy, private space. The seats are upholstered in dark leather, exuding a subtle fragrance and feeling soft and comfortable to the touch.

It is different from ordinary carriages where there is only one attendant in each carriage and the service requires waiting in line.

This carriage is staffed by several polite and professional attendants, dressed in matching uniforms. Their elegance and competence contrast with the impatience of attendants in other carriages. They not only offer drinks and snacks but also gently and unobtrusively inquire about any services passengers may need, demonstrating meticulous care.

Cheap fares and high-quality services are two contradictory things. The first-class ticket price is usually 1.5 to 2 times that of the ordinary second-class ticket price. The cost between Qianpeng City and Xiahai City, two first-tier cities of the Federation, is twice as much, costing 2 federal coins, while an ordinary carriage only costs 1200 federal coins.

Yu Xiu De booked a relatively more economical ordinary carriage for Fang Xue Mu and Fang Xue Han. After all, the journey would only take two or three hours, not even half a day... and although he booked the tickets for the two of them, it was actually Yu Xiu De's own money that was spent.

The reason why Fang Xuemu and Fang Xuehan were not in the ordinary car was that when the station staff were registering, they suddenly discovered that there was a [fate owner] who was actually arranged in the ordinary car, and the federal public information database showed that he was an A-level superhero!

Even people with ordinary fate can enjoy ticket discounts when riding the high-speed rail, let alone an A-level superhero!

If we put aside the fact that the prerequisite for becoming a superhero is to have a [fate-based] character, then the actual contribution required to become a D-level or C-level superhero is still a standard that can be achieved by ordinary people who excel.

Therefore, the contribution level of becoming a B-level or above superhero is definitely not something that an ordinary person without [fate] can achieve on their own.

In order to combat a city-wide criminal organization, an ordinary person cannot single-handedly and accurately identify all members of the organization, regardless of their status, and hang them one by one in their own homes.

For terminal illnesses that cannot be cured by science and technology, an ordinary person, no matter how advanced his medical skills or how rich his experience, cannot alone overcome the problems that are unclear to the entire medical community and for which treatment technology has not yet been developed.

In the face of natural disasters, ordinary people have done their best to protect themselves, but some people with special and powerful destinies can really keep others safe.

If ordinary people want to achieve the contribution level of superheroes above level B, they must form a team, an organization, and even a system! Moreover, this group must be excellent enough, without any black sheep dragging down the group or mediocre people who are incompetent.

Therefore, the preferential treatment given to those with ordinary fate may be based on the maintenance of stability in federal policies, which will arouse the envy, jealousy, and even dissatisfaction of some ordinary people.

There is basically no public objection to the preferential treatment of superheroes, just like the preferential treatment of veterans who have made great achievements.

So when the station staff saw Fang Xuemu and Fang Xuehan in the ordinary carriage in the train management system, they immediately upgraded the carriage for the young A-level superhero for free. They also arranged for a sharp-eyed staff member to wait at the station door and intercepted Fang Xuehan, who was wearing a mask and sunglasses, before she got on the train.

"Think back then, that [Federal Girl] single-handedly crossed the border of a country covering approximately 300,000 square kilometers to the capital across the border."

"Along the way, she faced the oncoming troops head-on, not dodging or evading the incoming bullets, bombs, missiles, and nuclear missiles. She could have chosen to fly, but she fought her way into the capital of a country that was secretly researching nuclear weapons, violating federal interests, to intimidate the scoundrels!"

"In just one war, she dealt a significant blow to the Federation's enemies while also preventing the sacrifice of thousands of Federation soldiers and the loss of an estimated billions of Federation dollars in military expenditures!"

"She ushered in an era of heroes! She also made everyone realize that a hero deserves to be treated like a hero!"

The staff member initially tried to persuade Fang Xuehan to go to the first-class carriage by citing classics. He was one of the hundreds of millions of fans of "Federal Girls" and sincerely felt that superheroes deserved heroic treatment, but was rejected by Fang Xuehan.

Family members know their own business. Fang Xuehan felt that as the owner of the destiny, she was just doing things that came into her hand, but in terms of treatment, she could easily surpass those soldiers who gambled their lives for the Federation and those senior talents who dedicated their lives to the Federation... This was a bit too unfair.

It's as if the love, dedication, lifelong hard work, and even sacrifice of ordinary people all seem a little... too cheap.

So Fang Xuehan politely refused immediately.

If it were Fang Xuemu, she would definitely agree at the first moment, and she would even frantically encourage or even threaten Fang Xuehan to agree. After all, the body was shared by both of them. Fang Xuemu believed that if Fang Xuehan wronged her body, she would also be wronged herself... This was the case when Fang Xuemu and Fang Xuehan came to Qianpeng City from Xiahai City.

However, because Fang Xuemu insisted on talking nonsense about his brother on the way, he was dragged into a dream and taught a lesson. Now it seems that his thinking is still offline, so Fang Xuehan can make her own choice independently.

In fact, she originally had a small goal in her heart, which was to improve the inequality between those who had fate and ordinary people as much as possible, and to persuade those who had fate not to be so arrogant.

But after visiting her brother this time and hearing Yu Xiu De's advice, she decided not to take such big steps for the time being, not to do things beyond her ability, not to be generous to others, but to do her best first.

Like an ordinary person, like her brother.

But what Fang Xuehan didn't expect was that after being rejected, the staff member opposite him showed an expression as if he was being challenged, and said with tears in his eyes:

"Miss Fang, this... this... this... this can't be done!"

"As an A-rank hero, if you were to appear in a regular car and be recognized... that would set off a huge uproar!"

With the media hype, it became a hot topic comparable to the station's refusal to recognize veterans!

"You also know what kind of people are working in the media industry now..."

The staff's voices became quieter and quieter.

Because the girl in front of him took off her glasses, revealing a scarlet glow.

Real Dreamland: Chapter 55 We owe him too much

"Fang Xuehan! Why are you stopping me? Don't you know that Dead Fish Eyes is engaged in media-related work?!"

"I know, I know, of course I know...but the staff member didn't say anything..."

"How do you know it's not him? How do you know he's not a master of journalism, well-versed in the style of the Spring and Autumn Annals?"

"Uh……"

Fang Xuehan no longer knew whether Fang Xuemu was defending or slandering their brother.

……

……

While the staff member was begging Fang Xuehan to carry out his superior's order, Fang Xuemu happened to wake up.

After Fang Xuemu woke up, the first thing she heard was a staff member complaining, "What kind of people are working in the media industry?"

This made Fang Xuemu, who had always been very active in thinking, and believed that her logic was smooth and she was in high spirits, instantly produced a series of coherent associations.

Working in the media industry - editor - Yu Xiu De.

Yu Xiu De cared about himself so he paid for the ticket for himself - a superhero in an ordinary carriage was big news for the media - Yu Xiu De was an editor of a newspaper - Yu Xiu De didn't care about himself but was reluctant to spend money to book a ticket for himself in an ordinary carriage in order to artificially create big news - but Yu Xiu De undoubtedly cared about himself and didn't care about making big news so it was the idiot in front of him who was talking nonsense - this strange idiot in front of him was trying to sow discord between him and Yu Xiu De.

Conclusion: Punch hard!

But fortunately, Fang Xuemu, who had just woken up, only thought that she was awake. In fact, her consciousness was still a soft paste, like a cat that turned into a pool of liquid after being stroked.

After realizing her sister's extreme intentions, Fang Xuehan hurriedly suppressed Fang Xuemu. At the same time, she had no choice but to agree to the staff's request quickly to prevent this diligent employee from returning with less than the required amount just to complete the order from his superiors.

After getting on the train, Fang Xuehan's ears were filled with Fang Xuemu's endless sarcastic voice, and she insisted on asking the conductor to pay for an upgrade to a first-class ticket.

……

……

"But Mu, why did you wake up so early this time?"

To prevent Fang Xuemu from becoming increasingly convinced of her own infallibility, her emotions spiraling upwards like a positive feedback loop, Fang Xuehan, seated comfortably in first-class, quickly changed the subject and asked the smiling attendant standing by for two different puddings.

Soon, the waiter placed a strawberry pudding and a chocolate pudding next to the girl, looking straight ahead, pretending not to see the girl who took off her sunglasses and mask, and her strange eyes.

The superhero [Twins] is actually a fairly famous superhero. Although he only operates in Narrow Sea City and has only been in the industry for a month, his promotion speed is terrifying, and his "twin characteristics" are very personal.

At least the train attendant recognized her.

The pure white in her eyes faded, replaced by scarlet. Fang Xuemu ignored the flight attendant who was secretly glancing at her out of the corner of her eye. She directly picked up the small box of chocolate-flavored pudding, opened the lid, opened her mouth wide, and inhaled it without any image.

While stirring the pudding in her mouth with her tongue to spread the bittersweet taste, Fang Xuemu pretended to be indifferent and said in her heart:

'It's hilarious, it didn't hurt at all when he hit me.'

'real? ’

Hearing the doubt in Fang Xuehan's words, Fang Xuemu, who wanted to save face, quickly added in his heart:

'It's even kind of cool.'

'? '

Fang Xuehan didn't understand.

"Ahem, I'm done eating, it's your turn."

After swallowing the chocolate pudding in his mouth, Fang Xuemu, realizing that he had spoken out of turn, returned control of his body to Fang Xuehan, and the scarlet faded into pure white.

Then Fang Xuehan asked the flight attendant for a glass of water to rinse her mouth to wash away the chocolate taste.

Fang Xuemu and Fang Xuehan had very different tastes, so different that what was delicious to one person might be extremely unpalatable to the other. This difference couldn't even be overcome through subjective consciousness. During the two years that Yu Xiude was away, Fang Xuehan had tried many times to give up her hobbies, completely conform to Fang Xuemu's preferences, and transform herself, but most of the time she failed.

Fang Xuehan pretended not to see the strange look of the flight attendant, picked up the spoon, and tasted her favorite strawberry pudding bit by bit, while listening to Fang Xuemu's chatter in her ear.

In fact, she was quite happy that Fang Xuemu woke up, instead of enjoying some quiet time along the way as Yu Xiu De said... She was just very curious about how Fang Xuemu managed to wake up early.

Could it be that he hadn't beaten Fang Xuemu for two years, and coupled with the changes in these two years, his brother was a little unfamiliar with the technique and was unsure of how much strength to use and how quickly Fang Xuemu would recover?

The innocent Fang Xuehan naturally would not have thought that it was not a problem that Yu Xiu De was not lenient, but that her sisters began to change their mindset, transforming the physical pain into some kind of stimulation that would bring joy, and subjectively turning Yu Xiu De's original punishment into a reward.

The spirit is a very mysterious thing. What one person finds boring may be another person's never-ending hobby... As soon as the thought came to his mind, he felt that the world was wide. Although the pain was still as painful as before, Fang Xuemu recovered surprisingly fast.

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