Luo Yan decided to return.
Yet no matter how hard he tried to wake up and go back, he could not return.
"I'm not done playing yet. Stay down there for now." A Little Girl's voice stopped him from waking up.
"That's my body. You're a girl, so you should use a woman's body."
"I'm a god. Gods have no gender."
"If you're a god, then you can't occupy a mortal's body. Otherwise, you're an Evil God."
"Oh, you really are clever. I'm an Evil God now."
"..." The conversation was dead.
Luo Yan tried to force himself awake, only to discover that he was powerless.
Of course, he had no idea that with Little Illusion's abilities, even Wenren Sheng could not wake up without putting in some effort.
Was this another one of his personalities?
No matter how he looked at it, it did not seem like it.
And could this incredibly real world of tree people truly be a dream imagined by himself?
How exhausted would his brain have to be to conjure such a detailed and enormous scene?
It seemed an Evil God really had invaded his dream.
He was not overly surprised.
After all, people had long suspected that the Mist had been set up by some Deity.
The Black Watch, supplies appearing out of thin air, isolated cities... Without introducing the variable of "Deity," there was simply no way to make any logical sense of it.
He could only say to Meizi beside him, "I can't wake up right now. That Little Girl has taken over my body, and she claims to be an Evil God."
"An Evil God? It seems your other personality has received the Mist's favor." Meizi paused before continuing, "That wasn't my opinion. I'm merely relaying the consensus of dozens of