My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

"Uh, no."

Weiss considered his words carefully, then cleared his throat: "It's a friend of mine..."

Before he could finish speaking, Aunt Bai interrupted him.

"stop"

"Weiss, let's talk about this later..."

Uh.

I've been seen through again...

Weiss obediently shut his mouth and wisely stopped making things up.

He knew that Aunt Bai must have sensed something and was worried that he would say something completely nonsensical in front of so many people, which would only make things worse.

no way.

There are too many people around here; it's definitely not the right place to talk about this kind of thing.

So Weiss had no choice but to temporarily abandon the topic, yawned, stretched, and turned to walk towards the inner area of ​​the carriage.

Then he climbed straight into Elune's bed.

Seeing this scene.

The girls who were cleaning latrines stopped what they were doing almost simultaneously.

After exchanging a glance, they silently put away the game props on the ground, got up one after another, and left the carriage without saying a word.

They originally stayed here to keep Elune company.

Since the couple has business to attend to, they won't get in the way.

The three people were seen leaving at lightning speed.

Weiss slowly typed out a question mark.

I just wanted to lie down for a while, what are they doing?

After the three little ones walked away, 1∨ｑ拾亿∷∝捌仟柒佰彡≯∧壹拾liu伍±§陆仟♀捌〈佰陆拾∷∝叁群√→

Only Whis, Aunt White, and Elune remained in the carriage.

Aunt Bai silently and deftly used her soft cat paws to pull the curtains on the carriage side shut tightly.

Then, she turned around and looked at Weiss with an indescribable expression:

"Alright, Weiss, you can make up whatever you want now."

"..."

"..."

Weiss didn't mind. He sat up from the bed, put his hands on his knees, and organized his thoughts.

"Well, I have a friend, and then..."

At this point, he himself felt he couldn't continue, so he simply got straight to the point: "Aunt Bai, have you ever heard of the 'One-Armed' category?"

Upon hearing this question...

Aunt Bai's expression faltered slightly.

Then, with an extremely strange and peculiar expression, he examined Weiss's body from head to toe.

"Weiss, what's in that little box?"

"..."

"..."

Weiss remained outwardly calm, his breathing neither too light nor too heavy.

In fact, it almost burst in an instant.

He almost forgot.

When Xingzhong threw the box containing the caged bird's feathers to her at the ninth quarter, Aunt Bai was watching from the shadows.

But he never expected that Aunt Bai would be able to suspect what was in the box based solely on his furtive probing and the kill sequence of the one-armed killer.

Am I really that bad at acting?

At that moment, seeing Weiss's expression, which was as if he were in a vegetative state and struggling to hold on, Aunt Bai knew that she had guessed correctly.

If Star Clock can offer anything of value, it can only be that...

Yes, that's right.

Aunt Bai must have guessed correctly.

At the same time, Weiss was thinking the same thing.

Listening to the two people's thoughts intertwining, Elune stood to the side speechless.

What's with all this "this" and "that"? Have you all become like riddle tellers, acting like you're possessed? Can't you even speak your mind directly?

Although I already knew it...

At this moment, a subtle silence fell over the carriage.

Weiss and Aunt Bai stared at each other for a long time, neither of them speaking first.

Suddenly, Aunt Bai jumped out of the window.

She walked to the corner of the carriage and started rummaging through her small makeup bag.

After rummaging around inside with its paws for a while, it quickly and carefully lifted out a very slender bottle.

The bottle is crystal clear, and inside it is a pink liquid that faintly glows.

It looks just like a regular perfume.

"Weiss, do you remember what I just said?"

Aunt Bai, holding a small pink bottle, solemnly explained, "A dream needs to experience the extraordinary power of a certain sequence at least once in order to generate the corresponding potion."

"Actually, that's just a rather general statement."

"Compared to the Dream Sequence Pharmaceutical Project, this more convenient item that can be sold directly has long been developed."

"We call it—the Dream Potion."

Weiss caught his breath.

They looked at the pink potion in disbelief.

Aunt Bai continued:

"This is an 8th-tier dream potion, passed down from a dream from hundreds of years ago. Its market price is dozens of times that of the most expensive 8th-tier luxury potion currently known, and about the same as the price of two drops of ordinary 7th-tier potion."

"Once you take it, you will automatically advance according to your 9th-tier extraordinary sequence."

As Aunt Bai finished speaking.

Weston immediately looked shocked.

It turns out that Aunt Bai is actually Fat Cat...

No, it's Doraemon.

"Aunt Bai, how come you have everything?"

"Of course we'll buy it!!"

"I didn't realize you were such a wealthy woman..."

Hearing Weiss's praise, Aunt Bai gave a proud hum, her fluffy tail twitching involuntarily.

However, regarding the price...

Although a mere Tier 8 potion can sell for more than a Tier 7 potion, which is clearly a serious price premium, Weiss doesn't care.

Just look at those winged warriors killing indiscriminately.

In this worldview where even a hint of extraordinary combat power is present, strength is essentially equivalent to earning money.

Money is a matter of speed. Once you have the ability, you can have whatever you want; money is just a byproduct that comes naturally.

The premium is only a temporary, overt loss.

Compared to the improvement in strength, it's simply insignificant.

So, Weiss reached out and gently took the bottle of Dream Potion from Aunt White's cat paw.

"Thanks, Aunt Bai~~~"

"It's alright, after all... never mind."

Aunt Bai stopped herself from saying anything more.

I don't want to discuss lifespan issues with Elune.

However, even disregarding the use of the amusement park, given Weiss's talent and status as Elune's husband, Aunt Bai wouldn't feel bad about wasting a bottle of Dream Potion.

Moreover, the Dream Potion is only valuable in emergency situations like the Dark World Riot.

If you have the time and energy to prepare, you can simply use your points to redeem them at headquarters...

"However, I hope that in the future you will just say what you really want to say directly, and please don't mention that you have a friend again!!!"

Her expression held a hint of helplessness, but her tone was very serious.

"Okay, fine..."

Feeling a little guilty, Weiss carefully put away the bottle of level 8 Dream Potion and put it into the pocket closest to his body.

Now that Aunt Bai already knows about her becoming a Feathered One, there's absolutely no need for her to pretend anymore.

He didn't waste any words.

He got off the carriage with the potion in his hand and ran towards his designated spot.

.........

After returning to the cliff area.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, just in case, Weiss first carefully surveyed the area using the wind.

There was no one in the surrounding area for several kilometers.

After confirming that it was safe, he took a deep breath.

Then he took out the pink dream potion from his pocket.

Uncork the bottle and drink it all in one gulp.

The next second—

His entire field of vision turned pink.

Not only the sky and the earth, but even the distant mountains were dyed a dreamy pink.

It feels like I've switched to creative mode.

In that instant, he had a strong illusion that he could have any wish and change the world at will.

It's as if with just a thought, mountains could be diverted and rivers could flow backward.

however--

This illusion is fleeting.

Weiss's breathing became somewhat heavy.

This must be the residual extraordinary power of the dream...

Even a mere trace of magical remnant power that has existed for hundreds of years can have such a terrifying hallucinogenic effect.

As expected, the 6th rank is not in the same dimension as other extraordinary beings.

He was deeply shocked.

As Weiss's agitated mood gradually calmed down.

Soon, the pink light in his vision gradually dissipated like the receding tide, and Weiss gradually felt a familiar sensation surging up from the depths of his body.