"Just a little longer, hold on."
Upon hearing Pisces Director’s slightly unhappy inquiry, Amin, pulled from his rapid state, smiled and then crouched down slightly, bringing his gaze level with Pisces Director’s. With a gentle and kind expression, he coaxed softly:
"Although this game seems a bit boring now, when we reveal the truth later, everyone will be very happy."
Will everyone be happy?
Upon hearing Amin’s words, Pisces Director couldn’t help but blink and then clenched his little fist, encouraging himself:
"Alright, if it can make everyone happy, then Mimi can endure a bit longer."
"Thank you for your hard work~"
Smiling and patting Pisces Director on the head, Amin said nothing more, but took her somewhat chubby hand and turned into two silver arcs of light, chasing after the backs of the cleaners ahead.
By the time they gradually caught up with the main group, the cleaners, who went ahead, relying on the rapid group state, had already traversed the black waves of Nightmare River, arriving deeper into the Demonic Soul Abyss.
And with as many as four hundred dazzling silver ribbons, they advanced with great momentum towards the depths of the Demonic Soul Abyss, and even with the potion from Amin to mask their aura, it was impossible not to be noticed.
During the cleaners’ journey, tens of thousands of Nightmares were alarmed one after another, climbing out from the dreams within the black river, trailing behind them along the disturbances of the silver light.
However, Nightmares are not known for their speed, and most would fall behind after a while, with only a few barely able to match the pace of the cleaners.
Moreover, the Nightmares within the Demonic Soul Abyss have clear territory divisions. Those few who could keep up were mostly intercepted by other powerful Nightmares in their territories, making it rare for any to truly catch up.
Faced with such scattered attacks that weren’t a threat, the elite from the Clean-up Bureau, attending the promotion assessment, handled them with ease, swiftly eliminating each one.
Even when a big wave of Nightmares gathered occasionally, Abigail, responsible for "covering the rear," only needed to lightly flap her wings, and those chasing Nightmares would be purified by the countless light feathers, shedding their vicious appearances and falling back into the Nightmare River with peaceful expressions.
These cleaners are good, but only just good enough; they haven’t reached the level to escape her control yet. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ⓝovelFire.net
Hidden within a conch shell, after watching the cleaners handle the Nightmares, the Goddess of Pleasure Dreams, who had been somewhat worried, finally felt completely relieved.
The content of the third promotion assessment she spoke of was not entirely false, but there were not many truths either. At least the so-called contract with the Clean-up Bureau was complete nonsense.
Contracts, which constrain both sides and maintain their interests, are only possible when the power gap between the two parties is not too large.
And even though the Clean-up Bureau has declined, it still has astonishing resources; if they fully mobilized, they could still field hundreds of True God-level forces, and even several Pillar Gods in one go.
For the Goddess of Pleasure Dreams, who fell from the divine seat and now can only be considered a large spirit, forget about a fair contract; getting a verbal promise from the Bureau was a stretch, given her status as a Dream Realm native, receiving extra special treatment.
And in such an overly unequal situation, aims like defeating and enslaving seven Nightmare messengers, reconsolidating the fragments of Paradise Lost, and helping the Goddess of Pleasure Dreams return to the divine seat naturally didn’t exist.
In reality, the third assessment arranged by the Bureau was just to delve into the depths of the Demonic Soul Abyss and investigate the suddenly appearing Bubble Tea City, seeing if the movements of the Nightmare messengers might lead to the early revival of the King of Nightmares.
As for why the Goddess of Pleasure Dreams was brought along... it boiled down to two words—useful.
She could be used to "customize" the examination terrain at will, serve as a transportation tool through the Dream Realm, and even if, after some investigation, it was found that the King of Nightmares was really about to awaken, she could use her opposite "attributes" to severely punish the troublesome King of Nightmares.
And as the examination paper printer + bus + torture device, the Goddess of Pleasure Dreams surely understood her role, always doing the work of the "Tool God" without daring to have any other wild thoughts, until a small golden knife stabbed into the heart of the elderly version of Pisces Director from behind!
I’m really so lucky! This is simply a perfect opportunity!
Looking at the four hundred plus cleaners below who were fooled by her, rushing towards the depths of Demonic Soul Abyss, the Goddess of Pleasure Dreams inside the conch couldn’t help but grin.
After being picked up by Pisces Director on a patrol in the Dream Realm, she had been used by him for nearly fifty years, gaining some understanding of Pisces Director’s soul state.
When she sensed an anomaly in Pisces Director’s soul, likely due to a sneak attack, she immediately realized this was probably the only opportunity in her life!
Now Pisces Director’s soul has prematurely replaced, his intelligence has regressed to a child’s level, leaving only herself knowing the true content of the third assessment.
If by this opportunity she could fool these elite cleaners into invading Demonic Soul Abyss, and help her capture seven Nightmare messengers, then she could drain these messengers’ Authority and get involved with the King of Nightmares’ original [Nightmare], thereby reclaiming divinity!
Even more splendid, according to what she heard from Pisces Director, the King of Nightmares seemed to have been eliminated by the Bureau while trying to invade the real world; when she stakes her claim on its Authority, it wouldn’t even have the ability to resist, leaving her free to take as she wished.
Perfect, this is truly too perfect, I am indeed the luckiest goddess!
Envisioning the beautiful future where she seized this perfect gap to regain the divine seat again, the enthusiastic Goddess of Pleasure Dreams couldn’t help but roll excitedly in the conch, if not for the fear of making noise and getting caught, she would have loved to laugh aloud three times immediately.
And it’s not just about laughing at others, it’s specifically about laughing at the Bureau’s foolishness, at Pisces Director’s short-sightedness, for letting her seize the opportunity, not only breaking free from imprisonment but also finding a way to achieve everything at once... huh? What’s happening?
Noticing that the cleaners who were originally advancing at high speed suddenly inexplicably all stopped, the pocket-sized goddess hurriedly leaned to the shell’s opening, squinting outside to see.