Jason dragged his tired body back home, left his briefcase on the floor at will, ignored the various documents that had spilled from it due to rough movements, and lay down on the couch, closed his eyes, and never wanted to move again.

He is 29 years old this year, because he is busy with work and has no girlfriend so far, if his career is successful, it will be fine, but his work has not improved, and he is often harassed by his boss, a goblin.

It's all too common for human staff to be harassed by goblin bosses, and it's something that almost every low-class citizen has to face, but Jason knows that his patience is reaching its limit.

This is another issue, he may be able to contradict the goblins, or even beat him up, in terms of personal force, a small and weak goblin is definitely no match for humans, of course, if the other party has a gun in his hand, then it may be.

But as a result, he was immediately fired, a stain on his profile, and no major company was willing to hire a human employee who had beaten up a goblin boss, leaving him to do some labor that sold his coolies, and gradually fell into despair.

Jason lay there until a rumbling sound came from his stomach, alerting his owner that it had been a full six hours since his last meal, and then he got up and simply cooked a steak and coped with it.

As he returned to the small living room with his plate, Jason's eyes were drawn to a flyer that had slipped out of his briefcase, which he had been shoved into his hand by a bald head on his way to work, and he did not refuse, given his height and full muscles.

In the center of the leaflet, there is a vague silhouette, vaguely visible is a four-armed Naga with a poisonous snake wrapped around the neck and wrists, and around the silhouette, there are equally vague figures, they have a pair of wings like butterflies and bats, and the lower half of their bodies are smoke-like.

Next to it, there is also a beautiful line of flowers: "Shout out that magical name, and you will make your dreams come true!"

"Where's the name?"

Jason complained because there were no other words on the flyer, but the body very honestly picked up the flyer, put it on the table, and checked it while eating.

It wasn't until Jason shoved the last small piece of steak into his mouth that he didn't see a reason, and the flyer didn't have the "magical name" on the promotional slogan.

"Probably the next flyer, like a TV series. ”

Jason complained and threw the flyer to the ground, and it was at this moment that a word appeared on the otherwise empty silhouette because of the angle and light.

The human hesitated for a moment, but finally did not resist his curiosity, picked up the flyer a second time, and pronounced the word: "Talos!"

It was quiet in the bachelor apartment, nothing happened.

"I must be crazy to believe such a thing. ”

Jason laughed at himself, washing dishes, exercising, playing, and crawling into bed at nearly midnight.

Tired eyes slowly closed, Jason decided that he didn't want anything to do with his boss, he just wanted to get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow was another tough battle.

In my sleep, a flash of inspiration descended, and a stream meandered and unfolded, with no end in sight.

Jason walked aimlessly along the stream, and after a few minutes, the humans saw his goblin boss, still with that ugly mocking face.

This time, the human didn't have patience, and he rushed forward and gave his opponent a hard left hook.

In the face of the sudden attack, the goblin screamed, and then whimpered and begged for mercy, but the human ignored it, and vented all the resentment and resentment held in his heart, punch after punch......

The feeling of punching each other to the flesh is so refreshing, and the tired and sleepy body and oppressed soul are all vented at this moment.

When the goblin was kicked and rolled out like a football, Jason woke up from his dream, seven in the morning, an hour before he went to work.

Refreshed!

Full of prunes!

Jason has never been so good.

The most amazing thing is that last night's dream was so real, as if he really beat the goblin boss hard, exhaling and raising his eyebrows.

Sure enough, it is a dream come true, not in reality, but in a dream.

It wasn't Talos' idea to win over the first believers with dreams, it was the work of two human mercenaries.

Ten days ago, on the floating airship, after the initial determination of the doctrine of preparing to transplant the Creator, the bald head said: "Although I don't have any missionary experience, but from another perspective, will things be easier?"

He continued, "If the god of pleasure and reproduction were to be treated as a commodity—"

"How could he describe the great god of pleasure and reproduction in such crude and ordinary terms!? This is blasphemy!" Gary heard Talos roar angrily, he tried to cover his ears, and then realized that it didn't work, because the voice sounded directly in his head, "Repent, let him repent!"

"His Royal Highness Talos, he didn't mean it, and at a certain level, he didn't make sense, even if it is faith, it needs a certain 'selling point' and 'personality', so as to attract more believers. ”

"You'd better convince me, or I'm going to curse you, and you won't experience any pleasure related to love jade for the next year, and I'll do it, really." 』

The bald man did not know that he might be cursed by the gods, and suggested to himself: "Pleasure, as a kind of hedonism, may be possible, but the acceptance and popularity may not be too widespread, after all, those who can enjoy themselves generally already have faith, and they will believe but have no basis for pleasure." However, to put it bluntly, it is directly defined as love—"

Speaking of this, the bald head suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "By the way, haven't you had fifteen strange dreams in a row before? As long as you believe in the god of pleasure and reproduction, you will be able to have a shot with the lover of your dreams in your dreams! ”

"Filthy, nasty......

Gehry heard Talos say this, but he didn't directly refuse, that is, there was a certain feasibility, but the pride of being a god did not allow him to do such a cheap thing?

But in order to save the world, the necessary sacrifices are necessary, the human mercenaries thought, and the spring dream itself is also a part of the joy.

"Your Highness Talos, can the content of the dream be artificially and freely set?"

"Of course, once invaded by the Faceless, they will be able to peer into what the target desires most in their hearts, and then weave the corresponding dreams accordingly. You ask what this is for, and you agree with him? That's not in line with a great deity. 』

"I had a similar idea. "You know that this is the age of goblins and engineering, and the situation of the human community is not bad, but it is not good, and there are more or less regrets, and if you can make up for it in your dreams, your name will surely spread to every corner of the world with your dreams." ”

"Really?"

"Really, I assure you. ”

"I believe you once, what about reproduction?"

Gehry said to the bald man, "Your idea is good, His Highness Talos is positive about your suggestion, what do you think?"

The bald man blurted out: "The gospel for infertility patients?"

"He's finished!"