[Everyone will live in their own world, where the endless intertwining of dreams will make us one. We will eventually unite, becoming eternal beings without worries or knowledge.]
Then, the voice that had been communicating with him appeared. Glassy-colored long hair, handsome features, dressed exactly like him—it was himself. In the Spirit Prison Realm, no others existed; the fearful giant dragon would not make a sound. Explaining all of this to him was his own thought.
"Mo Yuankai" extended his hand to him, inviting him to enter the eternal world.
Mo Yuankai shook his head.
"I really love eating chips. I buy every new flavor of Flas brand chips whenever they come out. Does this fantastic new world of yours have chips to sell?"
[Everything you want is in your dreams]
The scene of the conversation shifted to a large chain supermarket. Mo Yuankai grabbed a bag of chips, furrowing his brows.
