Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 491 - 91: Two Catfish (Part 1)

Awoken, the dream of this place abruptly came to an end.

Tang Xian suddenly opened his eyes from the bed in the hotel.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and only then did he realize the tension in his emotions.

Why would he have such a dream?

He felt somewhat at a loss.

This dream was not the same as the previous one, at least it did not carry as many revelations or warnings.

It was not abstract; it didn't place him in a world that was clearly unreal, devoid of the many cryptic symbols and totems.

This dream felt as real as if he had experienced it himself.

Had he sensed a familiar and despicable presence, which then triggered a connection, bringing back memories that should have been erased?

Or was this truly just a dream without any leads, conceived through the divergence of various memories?

Tang Xian looked at the time and found that it was nearly four o'clock in the morning.

This was the quietest time in the whole world.

But he could not fall asleep again; the moment the dream was cut off seemed like a sign that something had happened.

He recalled the helpless and lonely little boy from the dream.

What was the point of placing a useless person among geniuses, of inserting a defective product among a group of perfect beings?

He let out a cold laugh. If anyone could see Tang Xian's expression, they would surely find this smile very unfamiliar.

After a quick wash, Tang Xian lightly kicked the sleeping Tang Feiji.

He then seemed to forget something, which nearly caused Tang Feiji to flip the house over in pain.

Tang Xian, looking at Tang Feiji grimacing and nearly revealing his dragon form, realized that his emotions were off and his blow had been too heavy.

"It's time to get to work."

"What work? It's the middle of the night."

"It's almost four in the morning now. Time to head to the Evolution Area."

"Why go now?"

"If you break through the ceiling now, the fastest they can muster will take about twenty minutes."

Tang Xian pondered for a few seconds and said,

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"Twenty minutes should be enough."

As he finished speaking, Tang Xian opened his food bag and also tossed some food to Tang Feiji.

Then he began to frantically stuff his belly.

Exhaustion started to rapidly disappear.

Strength, consciousness, and senses were all crazily improving.

The scents in his nostrils became more varied and complex.

Tang Xian was efficient in his actions, though he rarely gobbled his food. But this time, he ate very quickly.

When he felt like he was about to vomit if he ate any more, he just barely stopped.

He then proceeded efficiently towards the Seaside District, which they had scouted the day before.

Even on the fourth level of Lincoln Fortress, where crime was rampant, few people were seen at this time.

Occasionally, gangs on vehicles similar to motorcycles roared by.

One could also occasionally see women in heavy makeup vomiting by the roadside.

Tang Xian paid no attention to what he saw along the way; his pace was neither slow nor particularly fast.

All along the way, Tang Xian frowned, and even someone as carefree as Tang Feiji could tell that Tang Xian was not in the right state.

"What happened?"

"Don't talk. Keep moving," Tang Xian replied coldly.

Tang Feiji fell silent.

But after a few steps, Tang Xian suddenly turned back and said,

"Are you talking to me?"

"Why are you acting so strange? If you're still sleepy, go back to sleep."

"It's nothing. Don't talk. Keep moving."

A dragon's morning moodiness was naturally not slight, but faced with Tang Xian, who could kick him lightly and cause an injury, Tang Feiji chose to obediently follow orders.

Yet, after a few steps, Tang Xian turned his head again, looking at Tang Feiji.

Tang Feiji waved his hands, saying,

"I didn't say..."

"Shh!"

As silence settled again, Tang Feiji watched Tang Xian oddly shaking his head, becoming even more confused.

Tang Xian came to a complete stop.

That peculiar dream; it had a beginning but no end.

Tang Xian thought that the dream had probably ended, but the voices that suddenly appeared in his mind seemed to indicate that the dream was not over.

"That place has finally been found. Do we take Constantine away?"

"I actually have a better candidate."

"A better candidate? As far as I know, Constantine is the most excellent among those seven children. He is almost... the spitting image of the ruler from hundreds of years ago. If we want to prevent humanity from being enslaved, isn't Constantine the best choice?"

Damn it, what's the deal with these voices talking to themselves?

The conversation that suddenly arose in his mind was between a man and a woman.

The woman's voice was exactly the same as what Tang Xian heard in the dream, and so was the man's.

Very familiar, very close, but he just couldn't match it with anyone from his memory.

If a dream is the reality of sleep, then reality becomes the dream of the awake.

Tang Xian kept looking back at Tang Feiji; he wanted to confirm one thing.

Had he really woken up?

"My daughter is kicking me..." the woman's voice contained both happiness and pain.

"We must speed up our actions. Once this is done, we'll retire to some fortress, raise our daughter, and live a secluded life. We've already secured enough time for humanity's future, as long as this plan succeeds." The excitement was evident in the man's voice.

Tang Xian shook his head vigorously.

"What on earth is wrong with you?" said Tang Feiji.

"It's nothing; just keep moving. Don't talk."

When a supremely rational person suddenly becomes confused, their frenzy can surpass that of ordinary people.

Right now, Tang Xian gave Tang Feiji that impression.

Tang Xian's footsteps, the rhythm of his limbs while walking, and even his breathing and expression, all seemed chaotic.