In the dream, Meng Chao had been cast as "Tree Root," a ratman warrior from his childhood.
So he had forgotten that he was a member of the Great Horned Legion.
As he looked at the statue of the Great Horned Rat God, a trace of bewilderment and anticipation appeared on his face.
"The Great Horned Rat God is the common ancestor of all ratmen, and our only hope!"
The Ancient Dream Saintess crouched down, gripping Meng Chao's shoulders with both hands. Her eyes stared straight into the depths of his soul, and her voice brimmed with unfathomable magic as she tried to plant these words into Meng Chao's soul, making them an inborn faith. "He will lead us to utterly destroy this Old World that has always humiliated and oppressed us, and then, atop blood and blazing flames, create an incomparably beautiful New World.
"In the New World, ratmen will no longer be forced by Warrior Masters to pay such crushing Mandala Tax every month. They will no longer have to enter the deep mountains and ancient forests to gather Golden Fruit, laboring so painfully and dangerously beneath the threat of Totem Beasts, only to be unable to eat even a single peel of the fruit themselves.
"In the New World, ratmen will be able to eat Golden Fruit too—however much they want, however they want.
"As for the Totem Beasts, the Great Horned Rat God will bestow tremendous power upon us, allowing us to suppress and tame them all, turning them into our weapons and armor.
"So come, Tree Root. Clean this statue with me. We cannot allow the statue of the Great Horned Rat God to remain buried in a place like this."
Even though this was a dream.
And the Stone Wall Runes that contained mysterious