Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 726 - 679: Master of Dreams

At this moment, inside a skyscraper in the city center, Perfikot has already sensed something amiss.

Although everything is in a form she is familiar with or understands, Perfikot still feels that something is not right.

That feeling is like you put on your socks on the wrong feet in the morning—while not a hindrance, yet feeling inherently off.

However, though Perfikot perceives the anomaly, she cannot pinpoint exactly what is wrong.

Especially since everything around her is still something she is familiar with...

"No! How can everything be in a form familiar to me?" Perfikot suddenly realizes the source of her unease.

The place where she is supposed to be right now is the top suite of the Brandelis Hotel in Beloburg, which should logically not evoke such a feeling of familiarity.

Perfikot clearly remembers that when she first arrived at Brandelis Hotel, she mocked their gaudy gold decor, saying it was like a golden toilet.

But now... the decoration in front of Perfikot aligns with her aesthetic of simplicity, dark wood materials adorn everything, without the garish gold.

Yet in the instant Perfikot was distracted, she suddenly noticed that the surface of the originally simple and elegant dark wood decoration now had golden patterns.

They looked exquisite and luxurious, yet without the ostentatiousness of a nouveau riche, perfectly fitting Perfikot's taste.

"Now this is beautiful!" The thought just floated into Perfikot's mind when she suddenly came to her senses: "Is someone directly altering what I see? Then this place is..."

Without making any physical move, merely the thought of vigilance in her mind caused her to notice the Autonomous Knights guarding her side were changing in equipment and weapons, armor becoming thicker, weapons transforming from ceremonial swords and spears to handheld cannons and machine guns.

Seeing this scene, Perfikot attempted to relax herself, ease her emotions, even tried injecting thoughts of 'very safe now, no need for defenses' into herself.

She wanted to see what changes might occur if she did so.

Then she observed, as her thoughts changed, the Autonomous Knights in front of her changed too, not only retreating in armaments but even transforming from constructs into living people.

"Interesting, this world actually changes with my thoughts, and someone is constantly trying to make me let down my guard..." Perfikot controlled her emotions, while her mind analyzed the situation in front of her.

For Perfikot, understanding what happened wasn't too difficult.

She almost immediately realized she should be in some kind of illusion, most likely dreaming.

But she doesn't dream.

Perfikot clearly knows this.

As a perfect alchemical lifeform, Perfikot's brain has also been modified, which provides her with dreamless quality sleep.

Moreover, possessing the Jade Record, if she slept too deeply, she'd delve into her soul and flip through the Jade Record, rather than playing with dreams here.

"Interesting, someone has invaded my dream and is trying to do something to me." Perfikot stood up, walked to the outdoor terrace.

She looked at the sunny weather outside, and the city below seeming to bask in the spring warmth, her lips involuntarily curling into a smile: "Such a beautiful city can only appear in my dreams! If it's my dream, then I like rain..."

As her thoughts changed, the sky instantly filled with dark clouds, and a light rain began to fall.

Perfikot stretched out her hand to feel the long-missed sensation of raindrops falling into her palm, unexpectedly making her feel relaxed.

Then she looked up and saw the giant Floating City overhead.

"Uh, is the Floating City in my dream supposed to look like this? It's lacking imagination!" Perfikot looked at the Floating City above, which was just a flying castle, displaying a mix of amusement and helplessness.

To her, Floating City indeed exists only in imagination, but she has enough technology to actually build it.

Thus, in her consciousness, a Floating City should conform to current productivity and technological level, thus not designed too exaggeratedly.

But this is a dream, so imagination should be unleashed.

Perfikot's lips curled into a smile with a hint of recklessness, and the Floating City in the sky began to rotate like a wind-up music box while intense music started playing.

For Perfikot, since it's in a dream, why consider rationality! Bring on the explosive BGM!

"Guanghan Palace Battle Song, I remember this song was quite popular before the crossing." Perfikot looked up at the sky, at the Floating City that had completely changed, becoming a city of metal dragging behind a huge cog base, and gave it what she thought to be very fitting music.

Meanwhile, she began searching for the enemy that invaded her dream.

"Since the opponent wishes to control my dream to make me relax vigilance, then their intrusion into my dream must require my emotions to be calm, and the entire dream to be stable! In other words, as long as the fluctuations of the dream are great enough, it may elicit more interference from them, exposing their flaws." Perfikot stroked her chin, deciding to make moves.

"When the sky rain turns into hot red wine, the aroma that intoxicates those who smell it..."

Raindrops turned red, and the whole city began to permeate with intoxicating floral scent and rich fragrance, a sweet aroma enveloped the entire city.

"Golden wind blowing across the land, turning everything into gold, only those with self-will can resist..."

From Perfikot's feet, a golden light rapidly expanded outwards, like ripples spreading across the water's surface.

But the ripples on the water would not turn the whole city gold, even turning the city's residents into golden people.

"I am crowned above the sky, lightning and thunder forging my crown, even Divine must prostrate at my feet!"

Those who can invade Perfikot's dream certainly wouldn't be ordinary people, and for someone able to do this while having reasons to do so, the first Perfikot thought of were those Evil God Sect folks.

And for those Evil God's followers, what angers them the most?

Undoubtedly, it's their worshipped Divinity bowing down to a mortal.