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"Huh? Who?"

"You created a female version of a PhD!"

“Alright, Grace, interesting name.” Yarman nodded, then looked up at Mostima, who was about to leave, and suddenly said, “How about we go check out Syracuse?”

"……what?"

"Witness the magnificent spectacle of the first Dream God intervening in the human world!"

Chapter 174: Departure for Syracuse

"Have you packed your things yet?!"

“I’ve packed it all!” Yarman pointed to his suitcase, looking at the five large bottles of beer inside. “I’m all set. Five large bottles of beer, we can drink all the way to Syracuse!”

"Crack~!"

Mosty immediately slapped her, saying irritably, "I told you to bring clothes, not beer! Look at you, you didn't bring a single change of clothes. Are you planning to wear the same outfit for the whole next few days? And this beer, if you're going to bring anything, at least bring some good stuff."

"Then let's bring some good beer!"

"...I told you to bring clothes!"

"Okay, okay. By the way, have you booked the landship tickets?" Yalman slowly looked at Mostima and asked with some doubt, "Or are we going to go through the Anywhere Door directly?"

“It’s already booked, the top floor, we’re leaving tonight!” Mostima looked up slightly and glanced at Yarman. She said, as if she had expected, “If we waited for you to come, we would have had to use the Anywhere Door. Sigh, I’ll have to talk to Grace later and let her live here on her own.”

Hearing this, Yarman looked up in surprise, "Is she unable to take care of herself?"

“…Fine, I can’t be bothered with you.” Mostima packed her suitcase and pushed it next to Yarman. “Help me carry this too, we’ll leave later.”

"Okay, I get it now."

…………

Fifteen days later, on the border of Syracuse, in the city of New Sicily.

"New Sicily City, where is Old Sicily City?" Yarman squinted slightly, looking at the huge billboard at the port, staring at the words "Welcome to New Sicily City!" and asked with some curiosity.

Mostima, standing to the side, thought for a moment and said somewhat uncertainly, "It should be in northern Syracuse. I remember that since the Queen of Sicily came to power, Sicily has been the capital of the country. The entire Sicilian family has seamlessly transformed into the government, and the dogs of the Sicilian family have become police dogs and military dogs."

"Well... how should I put it? 'When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven'?"

“It’s a proverb from Yan Kingdom, but it’s quite accurate.” Mostima nodded with a smile, and said with interest, “Originally, this place was called Grey Skin City. But because it became a shipping route city, its economy prospered, and its geographical location was important, it was directly governed by the Sicilian family, so it was renamed.”

After listening, Yarman nodded as if he understood but not quite. Syracuse had such a low profile that he rarely noticed it and didn't know much about it. Now it seemed that his decision was correct!

This country is really not worth paying too much attention to; it's full of gangs, and there's really nothing interesting about it.

"Let's find a place to stay first... Wait a minute!" Yarman stood still, quietly looking ahead, a surprised smile on his face. "My divine messenger is here too!"

“Huh? Ghost Shark, no, it should be called Laurentina!” Mostima said.

"Yes!"

How did you know she was here?

“First, I have a connection with her. Second!” Yarman took out his phone and pointed to the message on the messaging app. “Look, it even notified me that my friend, Deep Sea Little Shark, is in this city. By the way, why is your name Gatekeeper?”

"..."

"The gatekeeper, hmm... that's interesting! You agree, right, gatekeeper!"

"Shut up!" Mostima slapped Yarman across the face as he grinned. This guy just loved to stir up trouble. Who calls someone by their online name in public? How embarrassing!

Seeing Mostima's slightly angry expression, Yarman remained silent, knowing that it would be troublesome if he really angered the man.

“Alright, alright, let’s find a place to stay first.” Yarman pulled Mostima along and walked forward, saying as he went, “To be honest, Syracuse is quite beautiful.”

You mean the architectural style here?

“Yes, it has that kind of feel to it, elegant and romantic, but… there are so many family members.” Yarman looked at the lazy Ruperts on the street, pointing to a Rupert sitting on the side of the street, covered in tattoos, holding a sharp long knife, looking around like a camera.

Mostima glanced over, then frowned. How dare Luper whistle at her and wave at her? He was courting death!

"what happened?"

"Those guys over there were whistling at me like hooligans!" A flash of anger appeared in Mostima's eyes. A time spell flashed in her hand, and then the laughing Ruperts all clutched their chests and collapsed. Immediately, a large group of people rushed forward to give them first aid.

Looking at the chaotic street corner, Yarman said with some surprise, "They've already died of old age?"

“Internal organ failure, he has about three years left to live,” Mostima said calmly, then sneered, “That’s already too much for them. People like him will probably be dead on a street corner tomorrow.”

Looking at Mostima beside him, Yarman took a deep breath. This move was indeed impressive. He was able to cut off the opponent's life so precisely. He was getting more and more amazing!

"Huh? Wait!" Just as Yarman was about to pull Mostima away, his attention was drawn to a familiar presence at the street corner. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was an old acquaintance!

"what happened?"

"The doctor and the others are here too!" Yarman exclaimed in surprise. "And they're actually treating those people! Why are they here? Shouldn't they be in Victoria?"

According to his limited memories, the doctor and his group should have gone to Victoria next, or at least the Sargon Rainforest or Iberia. Why did they end up in Syracuse?

"I think prices are probably lower in Syracuse," Mostima said slowly after a moment's thought. She had talked to Kal'tsit and the others before. Although Rhodes Island now had the Doctor, it wasn't particularly wealthy. Maintaining the landships was too expensive, and Rhodes Island was such a large organization...

Rhodes Island doesn't have much money, so when buying supplies, they try to buy high-quality, low-priced items.

And now is just the right time. They have just left Canaan and the southern sea route has been opened, making it very convenient to go to Syracuse. In addition, the supplies in Syracuse are particularly cheap, and the quality of foreign trade goods is also good, which is just to their liking!

Yarman thought for a moment, "Has Rhodes Island become this poor?"

"Well, it's just barely breaking even," Mostima shrugged, pulling him toward the street corner. "Come on, let's go take a look, see some old acquaintances, and say hello."

"Okay then..."

Yarman nodded thoughtfully. He suddenly realized something: the Black Pharaoh's target was this place. Because of him, it seemed he wanted to completely destroy this city, and Rhodes Island was right here...

Will the two sides really start fighting? However, if we add the Rhodes Island crew, the Sicilian family elites from New Sicily, the mysterious werewolf hunter and Grandma, the Black Pharaoh might really be doomed here!

Now, the real show is about to begin!

Chapter 175: Rhodes Island is also here

"What are you thinking about!" Mostima frowned as she looked at Yarman, who was as still as a log and wouldn't budge when pulled. "Hurry up, they're waving at us!"

“I was just thinking of something else,” Yarman said, looking at Mostima. “Do you remember the Black Pharaoh?”

“You mean… Oh! I remember now!” Mostima suddenly realized, and a cold smile slowly rose on her lips. She remembered this person, the outsider who ran rampant in her river of time, broke the rules she set, and finally seized huge profits and became a god in the Dreamland!

The thought of this made her furious. Although Yarman had never mentioned it to her, it was like a fishbone stuck in her throat, making her feel uncomfortable all over!

This is like a sign, making everyone think that roaming the timeline is a symbol of strength, a privilege of the strong. This is something she will not allow. She wants everyone to know that roaming the timeline will come at a price, and that price will be something they absolutely cannot afford!

"What are you doing...?"

"He's coming this time, isn't he?" Mostima asked with a smile, but the smile gradually turned sinister. "This time, don't interfere. I'm going to have a good talk with him!"

“This thing… if you’re going to make a move, how could I not?” Yarman said bluntly. He held Mostima’s hand and said firmly, “If you insist on keeping his real body here this time, then I can only create a new account and go on the field with you.”

"...You can even create alternate accounts?"

"The entire Dreamland is mine. I can create as many alt accounts as I want!" Yarman said confidently. Creating alt accounts is easy. The Dreamland has a ton of strange information. Just gather a few at random, mix them up, and a new information aggregator will be created!

Once the outer shell is complete, you only need to send a tiny bit of your consciousness over to it to freely manipulate it. The next steps are the usual procedures: create a small world, connect to the star, and then descend into the world—perfect!

Most importantly, he manages the star, and he controls the size of the energy transmission channels. All he needs to do is give himself a boost, and his energy transmission will be significantly increased…

"You seem to be thinking about something strange?"

“No, I was thinking about how to go fight him with you.” Yarman said with a smile. The moment he spoke, the dream world suddenly began to vibrate, and streams of information converged on a single point, converging and causing an astonishing reaction.

In just a few minutes, a new information aggregate was born silently, without causing a ripple. In a corner unnoticed by everyone, a new small world was opened up, and a new energy channel was connected to the star, ready for use at any time.

"Are you serious? Didn't you talk it over with him? Why did you still hit him?"

"That was done by my alt account, what does it have to do with me?"

“…Alright.” Mostima nodded silently. Although Yarman’s explanation was absurd, his attitude pleased her greatly. Very good!

The two walked to the street corner, where only the Rhodes Island team remained. The other few people had already been taken to a nearby hospital by ambulance, but judging from the expressions of the medical staff, they were not in good condition.

"What are you doing...?"

"A few gentlemen here have suddenly collapsed. We've come over to give them some first aid." Hibiscus glanced at the distance with a hint of worry, then shook her head helplessly. Amiya and the others beside her did the same.

“Well, let’s pray,” Yarman sighed and said slowly, “Let’s pray that they don’t have a minor illness.”

"..."×n

"Why are you looking at me like that? They're just a bunch of gangsters." Yarman shrugged and said indifferently, "A bunch of scoundrels who do no work and oppress the people."

“Well…that’s true.” The doctor tried to smooth things over, saying with a smile, “But we’re doctors!”

"Okay, by the way, why did you come to Syracuse?" Yarman asked the doctor curiously. "Did you really come here to buy supplies? That doesn't seem likely."

"..."×n

Looking at the silent group, Yarman nodded knowingly. It seemed Mostima had guessed right; they really had come to buy cheap supplies.

Seeing Yarman nod, the doctor couldn't help but ask, "So what brings you here?"

"Us? Of course we're here for tourism!" Yarman said matter-of-factly. He had finished his recent business and Terra was back on track. There wasn't much to do for the time being, so he took a vacation. And the best way to kill time during a vacation is to travel!

You can't stay home all day, can you? What else can you do at home? Make babies? But you can't make babies all day long!

Upon hearing this, the doctor's eyes widened. "You're on vacation again!"

"What's wrong? Is it strange?" Yarman said casually, "It's going to be lively here soon, so we came early to reserve a spot and join in the fun."

"Lively? What's so lively?" Upon hearing this, the professor immediately became alert. Just how "lively" could it be that these two experts had made a special trip to join in the fun?

"You'll find out when the time comes. If you don't want to join the fun, you'd better hurry up and leave." Yarman stretched out his hand, looked at his watch, and said casually, "It's about three days until He arrives. If you leave now, you can probably escape."

"Him? Who is He?" The Doctor was getting anxious. He stepped forward, grabbed Yarman's hand, and asked anxiously. They, from Rhodes Island, had just arrived in New Sicily City and had just finalized a price with the supplier to prepare for resupply. Now they were being told to hurry up and leave. What was going on?

"..." (＾＿－)

Looking at their expressions, the doctor felt like he had guessed something, but he didn't know what it was. After thinking for a long time, he said helplessly, "Can we stop talking in riddles?"

“Alright, Dreamland, something’s come out.” Yarman said casually, “His first stop is here.”

"……what?!"

The doctor was stunned. What a coincidence! They had just arrived when the dream creatures came out, and their destination was right here!

Patting the doctor on the shoulder, Yalman said sympathetically, "Well, there's nothing we can do about this. Why don't you take your people and settle things with Him? That would be fine too!"

"Settle it? How am I supposed to settle it?"

"With so many powerful people around you and so many collectibles, what are you afraid of?" Yarman said casually. "If you want to avoid this, then hurry up and finish your supplies and slip away."

"But I must remind you, they came up along the shipping lane, and the only way for you to leave is through Lungmen."

"But you don't need to worry too much. There will be someone to hold off the top-level combat forces."

"……you mean……"

"I didn't mean anything by it!"

Chapter 176: The Dreamlike Host

Standing opposite him, the professor pondered for a moment, scrutinizing the two men. Here, who else possessed such high-level combat power besides these two? But why were they targeting that person? Had that person done something? Could it be that they were using cheats?

"By the way, may I ask what that person's name is?" The doctor asked one last question as he watched the two people preparing to leave, wanting to see if they were people he knew.

"His name is... Black Pharaoh!"

"...[Yan Kingdom profanity]!"

“It seems you already know who it is, then I’ll be going now.” Yarman glanced at the Doctor, pulled Mostima toward the city center, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and leaned close to the Doctor, “There’s no need to worry too much, he’s just one of that person’s clones, an illegal immigrant.”

After saying that, the two walked forward, ignoring the crowd standing on the street corner.

Standing still, the Doctor thought for a moment, then suddenly pulled Amiya aside and said seriously, "Go and tell Dr. Kal'tsit immediately that all operators' docking leave has been canceled. Tell her to prepare replenishment supplies as soon as possible. The operators in the central control department are on duty 24 hours a day!"

"As soon as we replenish our supplies, we'll leave immediately, without lingering for even a moment longer!"

"...Yes, Doctor!"

Mostima, smiling, remarked to the group behind the observer, "Looks like they're preparing for a bout of corruption."

“They won’t leave.” Yarman shook his head, saying confidently, “I’m 90% sure the Doctor and the others won’t leave! It’s too late now. Even if he pretends not to see it, Rhodes Island has already seen it. Given their principles, they will definitely stay!”

"...What's going on?"

“In the outer city, the infected zone, the Black Pharaoh’s cult has already infiltrated and started their work.” Yarman shook his head, a disgusted smile playing on his lips. “They plan to use the local infected to transform them into something similar to hosts, and then use them to control the city.”

"Unfortunately, Rhodes Island has already discovered this and has likely informed Kal'tsit."