"Dreams come true" sounds like a pretty good experience at first glance, but in Aaron's case, after just experiencing the monster's attack, this kind of talk is more like an unreal trap for him.

So when Vika handed the flask to Aaron, Aaron didn't take it, just shook his head and said, "It's not normal."

"Of course it's damn abnormal, but here, only in this world, everything is normal!" Vika tossed the bottle in his hand, and when it shattered on the deck, it turned into a ball of foam, looking like the residue of the Clover's thrusters.

Vika looked up again, his eyes looking at the sky so furious that Aaron felt uncomfortable: "The goddess of fate has given me a revelation, Mr. Captain, and she guides me...... The messenger who made a covenant with me came from those guides, and it was this sky that I saw in my dreams, and he sheltered the believers who were willing to follow their dreams, and opened my eyes from the real world."

Vika looked at the silent Aaron again, "You must have had the same experience, Mr. Captain, the moment we drank the potion, the dice of 'fate' had already fallen."

This time Aaron was no longer silent, "Yes, but I think everyone sees something different when they drink the 'monster' potion. It was the first time I came into contact with the extraordinary world, and the vision brought about by too much spirituality could not—"

"Even this ship knows that we feel the call too," Vika let out a heavy sigh, the pity in his eyes as he looked at Aaron, like a sorry fool who cherished a treasure and didn't know it, "Do you want to deny that? Even when I was unconscious, I saw those fates that were gone."

Aaron swallowed, and he couldn't help but glance at the sky above, but refused to let his gaze linger on the light for long:

"How do you know it's not some kind of creature tricking you? Illusions, illusions, and extraordinary abilities that can create such things are so many, anything is possible!"

Vika's expression gradually calmed down, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes, as if he had experienced the scene in his words firsthand: "We have all seen those scenes, strife, death and the end times, Captain Aaron, the end times."

"I've heard the church of knowledge prophecy about the end times, but I have a hard time believing it."

Vika shook his head, and he took two steps forward to check on the sleeping Matteo again, making sure that his friend's body was still functioning normally.

Aaron stood aside and observed Vika's actions, and found that he showed no signs of losing control, but just a little bit of a god's chatter - damn it, he actually described others like that one day?

Aaron thought back to the previous episodes and pointed to himself in confusion, "But why does this have anything to do with me? The fate I saw ......"

The sudden realization shattered Aaron's previous doubts: "So, the fate of the 'Clover' that I once saw the 'Clover' go to death should also be one of those scenes, not what really happened!"

"No, that's what really happened," Vika waved his arms twice more at the sky, "Of course what we're seeing will be a corner of fate, but it's not the fate of the moment."

Being told by someone lower than his own rank always made Aaron feel very subtle in his heart, but his wariness of Vika was also decreasing, and at the same time adding some kind of strange doubt: "You just said, 'It happened'?"

"Ah, the end times that have happened," Vika said reassuringly, sitting cross-legged on the deck, seemingly unconcerned about the direction the Clover was heading, "and it was only after entering here that the humming sounds that rattled in my dreams became clear, and I could finally remember what they had said."

Aaron's curiosity had overpowered him, and he didn't mind hearing the strange story Vika had told anyway, "It sounds like a history I don't know anything about."

"Because no one should know, Captain Aaron, that we are the first 'realists' to enter here awakely."

Aaron glanced at Matteo, who was unconscious, "Normally, this place is not in harmony with the real world

Tong?"

Vika lowered his voice, and with the sleepwalking-like look on his face, his words became even more sombre: "Dreaming is the easiest way to communicate the divided world, the real-world dreams will be reflected here, but they are fleeting, and only dead dreams will live forever under this sky."

For the first time, Aaron felt that the "monster" path was not so good, at least now that he had a clear barrier to communication with Vika: "Where the hell is this?"

"A dream born from a destroyed world, a reflection of the real world, which crossed the boundaries between the astral and spiritual realms, became like this."

Aaron tried to reach out and imagined a long knife in his hand, "So this is...... Some kind of illusory dream?"

As he had been trained in meditation, he focused on shape and appearance, and then, with his fingers flexed, he pulled a curved machete out of the air. The huge machete was light in his hand, and the weight was too light, but judging from the appearance alone, the material used to create this knife must be very strong, and the surface of the knife reflected the cold.

Aaron also spent some of his spirituality for this, but under the reflection of the light in the sky, these lost spirituality were also rapidly restored.

"That's it," Vika looked at the fine gem-encrusted machete in amazement, "the extraordinary characteristic is the ladder to the essence of the world, and this rule still applies to the absolutely real world, so you can master this imagination faster than I do......

Aaron frowned, he let go of his hand, and the machete instantly shattered into tiny points of light, rising into the sky: "I'm not a member of the School of Life, and I'm not familiar with your theories."

Vika closed her eyes thoughtfully, her finger tapping her finger to the deck, "If this is a dream, I think it might have a source......

"That's the goal of the Clover?"

"I'm not sure, we can't tell if there's anything else here until we see it with our own eyes."

Aaron stared at Vika for a few seconds, then looked at Matteo on the ground, "So he's asleep now because he's in his own dreams."

"We have privileges here, she left shelter, and Matteo has too. So he can stay as he is, he won't be part of the dream world, but he can't stay awake either."

Vika glanced back and forth at Aaron uneasily, "But divinity can also ......."

"It can also allow people outside the path of 'fate' to have the privilege of being sober. I think there are other special ways to stay true to yourself in this dream, don't you?"

Vika looked in Aaron's direction in astonishment, and even if Aaron didn't immediately turn back, he quickly recognized the voice coming from behind him.

Aaron turned back to stand in front of Vika and Matteo, nervously watching the extra brunette youth on the boat.

The doppelganger of Amun, who was left on the ship, only showed a kind smile.

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