Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Ryan's face darkened. He had been careless this time; he hadn't expected that legal lolis actually existed.

"Start over!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ryan immediately slit his own throat again.

Early morning, Lu Mingling.

The dew had not yet evaporated, and a thin mist covered the courtyard.

Without waiting for the butler to announce his arrival, Ryan took the initiative to push open the door to Lawrence's study.

"Father."

Ryan once again amazed everyone:

"Actually, I only like cyborg girls! I want to marry a cyborg girl!"

He smiled to himself, knowing that humans and machines could never reproduce.

"Those are really high standards!"

Archduke Lawrence was furious again.

"I really can't do anything with you, kid." He turned to the butler and instructed, "Butler, make the arrangements."

The butler went to the Alchemist's Guild and returned quickly.

"Young master, the alchemists have compiled your genetic combination into binary alchemical code. All you need to do is insert the hardware to start the reproductive process."

"By the way, which type of mechanical girl do you prefer? Steampunk or android? How about ship girls?"

The technology in this dream world is a complete mess...

Ryan had nothing to say and started over.

...

early morning.

"Father."

Ryan made a startling statement:

"I actually only like girls who exist in a way that tears apart the warp and weft of reality, whose bodies are constructed of graphics, and whose every inch of surface simultaneously presents infinite inward folding and outward sprawling. Anyone who tries to record her appearance will have their pen and ink automatically twisted into undecipherable chaotic symbols."

"Those are really high standards!"

Archduke Lawrence was furious.

"I really can't do anything with you." He sighed and instructed the butler, "Butler, make the arrangements."

How the hell can you arrange this? Butler, how are you so amazing?

Ryan was out of ideas.

This dream world truly lives up to its literal meaning of "dream," especially with the addition of netizens' pseudo-historical worldviews. All the settings are like a dream, where you can get whatever you want.

With such a high level of skill, there's no way he could have stolen the "Lu Ming Great Canon".

Ryan was thinking that since this world was so high-class, why not just learn some magic here and become a Buddha or ancestor in the real world when he woke up?

But he quickly dismissed this unrealistic fantasy.

If what is gained from this dream could be brought into reality, then the Ash Death Cult would have already unified Lu Ming.

Everything here is a false, unreal memory, like duckweed floating on water.

Ryan suddenly realized that these powers and knowledge were also the 'temptations' of the dream world, and once one was immersed in them, one could never wake up.

As his soul remained there, the more information he came into contact with, the more blurred Ryan felt his own existence became.

We must leave immediately.

The fourth time starting over.

night.

Ryan made no further demands of Archduke Lawrence, but went straight to the point, ultimately surprising everyone:

"Father, I actually only like the Lu Ming Great Canon."

"I want to marry 'Lu Ming's Grand Canon'!"

Chapter 166 Seven Hundred Thousand Deaths

"Those are really high standards!"

Archduke Lawrence was furious.

"I just can't do anything with you, kid." He sighed helplessly. "Butler, make the arrangements."

This time it worked.

Ryan was secretly delighted.

Since we can't steal the "Lu Ming Grand Canon," we can just marry it!

Since the butler can arrange any request, and even the evil god can arrange it, then arranging for him to marry a book is not a difficult task.

Finally, we were able to escape from this heaven-defying world.

"Young Master."

The butler first bowed to Grand Duke Lawrence, then turned to Ryan and said, "Please come with me."

Ryan followed the butler with a smug look on his face.

They walked through the long corridors and courtyards, continuing on their way. Although the journey was long, Ryan did not feel tired. Next, they should be heading to Lu Ming's secret library.

"Young Master Ryan, before you meet, let me first introduce your fiancée."

The butler coughed and cleared his throat:

"As everyone knows, the 'Lu Ming Great Canon' is the source of all knowledge for the divine race, recording events of the past thousand years, and countless foreign races have coveted your fiancée..."

"At first it was just a thin page, but as time went by, it grew thicker and thicker..."

Ryan didn't want to hear a second of this long explanation; he just wanted to get his things done as quickly as possible.

But the further he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

This doesn't seem to be the way to the study.

They arrived at a building that resembled a planetarium, with a magnificent alchemical telescope pointing directly at the starry sky.

The butler said a few words to the steward in charge of guarding the area, who nodded, activated the astronomical telescope, and aimed it in a certain direction.

"Do you see the galaxy cluster on the fourth canopy arm? That cluster, with a diameter of 10 billion light-years, is the 'Lu Ming Grand Canon,' your fiancée."

Butler's Way.

"..."

Ryan looked at the astronomical telescope and his pupils dilated in shock.

He didn't see any Lu Ming Grand Ceremony at all; he only saw a beautiful and vast nebula.

They even sewed in Shiyun's character setting?

"The Lu Ming Great Canon records all the knowledge and events of the past thousand years, and this amount of information is equivalent to infinite."

The butler explained, "It's impossible to record this on conventional paper, so we have to use galaxies to carry this information."

"to be honest."

He said from the bottom of his heart, "I admire your courage. To this day, no matter how powerful the sorcerer in the Lu Ming family is, he has not been able to read the Lu Ming Great Canon."

"We can only create, but we cannot possess it."

Ryan felt a chill run down his spine.

He should have realized sooner that since the Lu Ming Great Canon was designed to record all knowledge, there was no way he could secretly take it away, not even in this lifetime.

Looking at that enormous cloud of poetry, the gap between humans and it was greater than the gap between dwarves and humans.

Ryan felt a rare sense of powerlessness.

[Intelligence Mission: Steal the "Lu Ming Encyclopedia"]

[Remaining time: 3 days]

This task was impossible from the start; no one could accomplish it.

If it is not completed, the soul will be trapped in the dream world for the rest of its life, never to escape.

Ryan had to admit that he had underestimated the Secret Cultists and shouldn't have participated in the competition so easily.

Although all the cultists of death are crazy, it's only because idiots are more likely to die, which aligns with their concept of death.

Ryan couldn't figure out a way to pass the level.

Anyone facing the vast universe, even if it's a virtual one, will feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

He thought he might as well just give up. Actually, the world of fantasy wasn't so bad. There were high-level and strong fighters here, and there was his father, Lu Ming's family, and Miss Jasmine. He could have whatever he wanted.

It's just fake.

Although it's a fictional world, it's still a pretty good one.

And you don't have to worry about stupid players invading.

Ryan really wants to give up.

Seeing that Ryan remained silent for a long time, the butler thought that his fiancée must be too charming and had bewitched the young master. He smiled to himself and withdrew.

As darkness fell, the starry sky appeared even more dazzling.

Ryan stared blankly at the starry sky.

"Aren't you going to stop stealing the 'Lu Ming Encyclopedia'?"

Suddenly, a small shadow knife was pressed against his neck.

Ryan looked down and saw his shadow grow longer and longer with the starlight as Miss Jasmine gracefully stepped out.

She stared at Ryan with an icy expression, her tone still cold: "Giving up like this?"

It turns out to be a big shot from Chuguang City.

Ryan sighed, ignoring the knife pressed against his neck. Even the mighty forces of Chuguang City couldn't pluck the stars from the sky.

"Miss Jasmine."

In fact, Ryan couldn't understand Jasmine's persistence: "You knew all along, didn't you? We simply couldn't get our hands on the 'Lu Ming Great Canon'."

"Who can steal the stars?" he said dismissively.

Miss Jasmine just stared at him expressionlessly: "If you can't steal it, then die."

Why did you steal the "Lu Ming Encyclopedia"?

Ryan asked curiously instead.

"What a strange dream."

Although this is a dream world, sometimes dreams are more logical than reality.

Jasmine had no grudge against Lu Mingda, so why would she steal it and end up becoming one of Lu Mingcheng's henchmen...?

Ryan has never understood this.

“That’s your dream.” But Jasmine’s next words left Ryan completely bewildered: “Ryan Lumin.”

When did I say such a thing?

Ryan was completely dumbfounded; he had never said he was going to steal the Lu Ming Scripture.

"When I was six years old."

Jasmine said calmly, "The first time you met me—I was an orphan adopted by Lu Ming's secret service."

Ryan frowned. Was the past in this dream different from reality...?

He gave up thinking about it and took it for granted that anything could happen in this dream world.

"Back then, you said to me:..."