Pillow City

Having scared away Zhang Gunli and Master Kong Fang, Li Banfeng quickly hid the key, as it was hard to say whether the two might suddenly return.

Back at his Portable Abode, Li Banfeng still held the Pellet Drum in his hand.

If it weren't for this Pellet Drum, Li Banfeng wouldn't know how he would have escaped. Zhang Gunli so powerful, and Master Kong Fang is clearly superior to him. With Li Banfeng's current strength, it would be too difficult for him to deal with Master Kong Fang.

However, judging from the speed at which Master Kong Fang fled, he didn't seem to be the Peddler's subordinate, but rather someone who had a grudge against the Peddler.

How much of the inside story is there? Li Banfeng didn't know for a moment.

As the record player was applying paste to the Clay Figure, attaching flesh and blood, she noticed Li Banfeng was covered in sweat and asked with concern, "Husband, you look flustered and agitated. What happened?"

Li Banfeng shook the Pellet Drum in his hand. "There's a rumor that the Peddler fought with the people in the sky and was killed by them."

The Portable Abode quiet. Apart from a few magical artifacts that followed Li Banfeng and knew about the news beforehand, everyone else was stunned.

"No way, I don't think this can happen—" The record player said this without much confidence, knowing what the consequences would be for Pro State if the Peddler really disappeared.

Li Banfeng said, "The Inner State sent Zhang Gunli to attack Master Kong Fang, the Second Boss of Snowflake Port. They are testing the Peddler."

If Master Kong Fang is beaten to death and the Peddler still doesn't respond, then it proves the Peddler is truly gone.

The record player said, "I've never heard of Master Kong Fang, nor do I know anything about the Second Boss Snowflake Port. Have you ever met this man, sir?"

"I just met him. Master Kong Fang is a ruthless man who can beat Zhang Gunli. Snowflake Port is not just famous for nothing. At least the Second Boss is indeed very strong."

"My lord, the Second Boss of Snowflake Port still dares to show his face in Pro State proves that the Peddler is probably alright, right?"

"It's hard to say." Li Banfeng twirled the Pellet Drum in his hand. He couldn't be sure of the true relationship between Master Kong Fang and the Peddler.

The record player still found the whole thing strange. "Peddler wanting to fight a celestial being is a momentous event in Pro State, but why was there no warning before the fight even started?"

The Old Teapot said, "Both the Peddler and the people in the sky know the consequences of this duel. No matter who wins or loses, it will be very detrimental to Pro State. I guess they don't want to make a fuss, so they kept it very secret before the duel."

The record player still disagreed. "They kept it well hidden before the fight started, so how did the news leak out after it began?"

The glove said, "The news came from a man named Ye Haolong in Pillow City."

The record player glanced at the calendar. "Pillow City? That's even more absurd! The people of Pillow City sleep through three seasons a year, and now is the time for them to sleep. How could he possibly see the Peddler dueling with the celestial beings?"

This is indeed a bit strange.

Li Banfeng was just thinking of going to Pillow City when he suddenly heard Red Lotus shout from the Ninth Room: "There's no smoke without fire! I reckon the Peddler and the people in the sky are going to fight, but they haven't fought yet. Can you help me pass on a message to the Peddler?"

Li Banfeng entered the Ninth Room, carried Red Lotus to the main room, and asked, "Were you talking to me just now?"

Red Lotus said, "Besides you, who else in this house can talk to the Peddler? The Peddler calls you brother, so you must be friends."

"He and I are friends. What message would you like him to pass on?"

Red Lotus said, word by word, "Tell the Peddler not to fight the people in the sky anymore. This battle..."

None of you can afford to lose.

Upon hearing this, the record player said, "Sister Red Lotus, what's wrong? Are you worried about your Heavenly Person?"

"Yes, I'm worried!" Red Lotus readily admitted. "But you should also know what kind of situation Pro State would be without the Peddler. I have a relationship with the Peddler, and he should be able to listen to my advice."

The record player sighed, "If they were so easy to persuade, they wouldn't have held this grudge for so many years."

Red Lotus said, "Whether you can persuade him or not, just get the message across. I won't let you do this for nothing; I'll pay you!"

The record player chuckled, "What kind of reward can you offer?"

D

Red Lotus turned to the record player and unfolded her petals. "I'll make you a body."

The record player paused, startled. "What body did you say?"

"Your body, Zhao Xiaowan's body, the body of the most beautiful woman in the world, don't you want it?"

The record player chuckled, "What kind of good thing am I? It's just a puppet, isn't it?"

Red Lotus said, "This puppet can be made exactly like you were back then. Don't you really want it?"

"No," the record player scoffed. "A fake is a fake. If I want a fake one, I'd rather have my husband grow one for me."

Li Banfeng actually managed to help her grow one.

He obtained a sword from Bei Wushuang, and there was Zhao Xiaowan's bloodstain on the sword. As long as the bloodstain is restored to fresh blood, a "Zhao Xiaowan" can be grown from the fresh blood.

Red Lotus understood what the record player meant. "Do you really want to grow a Cabbage Man? How long can that thing last?"

"Who says you have to be Cabbage Man?"

"You could have him plant a Cantaloupe Person for you, but how long would that last? Once the melons get moldy and rotten, wouldn't that drop of blood be wasted? How much blood is on your sword anyway?"

I've seen you use the body-building method to make your own bodies. You're not a glue repairman, you don't have that skill, so the things you make are neither fish nor fowl. Why bother?

Don't you want a real body? Don't you want to be a real husband and wife? Just pass on a message, and whether the Peddler agrees or not, I'll take care of it for you!

The record player remained silent.

To say I don't want to would be a lie.

She sometimes envied Hong Ying, even though her looks were a bit lacking, at least her figure was real.

Seeing that the record player had stopped responding, Red Lotus asked Li Banfeng, "Do you agree?"

"Promise what?" Li Banfeng was busy thinking about his next move and hadn't been paying much attention to what Red Lotus and the record player were saying.

Red Lotus repeated, "As long as you pass on the message to the Peddler, I'll take care of it!"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I don't even know where the Peddler is, how can I pass on a message to him?"

"Try to find him, we'll definitely find him. Once we find him, tell him to stop fighting with the people in heaven!"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Okay, if I meet him, I will definitely bring him to my destination. I will first go to Green Water City to stabilize the situation, and then go to Pillow City to see what is going on with that person named Ye Haolong."

Inner State, Borderless City, Luo Family Mansion.

In a hall carved from a single piece of crystal, Luo Lijun crawled down from the top of a thick, transparent pillar more than ten meters high, and came to Zhang Gunli's side.

Zhang Gunli kept his head down; the ground beneath his feet was transparent, and the surrounding walls were also transparent.

Even the palace ceiling was transparent, beyond which lay endless darkness.

Luo Lijun had already reviewed the documents Zhang Gunli had submitted; now she only wanted to confirm a few things. "Did you see the Peddler?"

Zhang Gunli nodded repeatedly.

He couldn't say that he had only heard the Peddler's drum; such an answer would subject him to severe punishment.

Luo Lijun then asked, "According to what you said, when you and Master Kong Fang fought, the two were evenly matched, with Master Kong Fang having a slight advantage. Under such circumstances, the Peddler should not have needed to make a move."

Zhang Gunli had already figured out how to explain this, "I believe that Snowflake Port has suffered repeated heavy blows, and the Peddler probably wants to take this opportunity to find out the reasons behind it."

Luo Lijun's antennae twitched. "Are you implying that suspicion has been placed on us?"

"I think it is indeed possible." Zhang Gunli was very nervous when he said this. If the person in front of him was an overbearing person, he might take his anger out on Zhang Gunli.

But he knew that Luo Lijun was a reasonable person, and as long as what he said was reasonable and well-founded, she should be able to listen to it.

Moreover, these words must be spoken with utmost sincerity. This is Inner State, this is Luo Lijun's residence. If Zhang Gunli's heart wavers even slightly, Luo Lijun may notice.

Luo Lijun remained silent for a long time, while Zhang Gunli kept his head down, beads of sweat sliding down his cheeks and onto the ground, blurring the once transparent surface.

Not only did the ground beneath Zhang Gunli's feet become blurred, but the entire Crystal Hall became somewhat blurred, with fleeting patches of light flickering in the darkness outside the palace.

"Step back." Luo Lijun flicked her tentacles, and Zhang Gunli retreated, leaving the Crystal Hall.

Luo Lijun crawled back and forth alone in the hall. In the darkness outside the hall, countless points of light converged into a line, twisted into a rope, and coiled around the hall like a silver snake for a moment before scattering back into points of light, flashing all around.

At the top of the more than ten-meter-high pillar, a giant snail crawled down. "Sister,"

What's making things so difficult for you?

Luo Lijun sighed, "The Peddler is still alive. We can't fight this war against the Demon Land anymore. I'll send someone to report the news to the cabinet right away."

Luo Lijun's thoughts stirred, and outside the Crystal Hall, several shrimp-worms sensed something and began to wriggle in all directions.

Luo Yanjun said, "Sister, it's easy to talk to others, but I'm afraid it'll be difficult to persuade Lao Fan and his group."

They've been looking forward to war every day. If you tell them now that the war is over, I reckon they'll fight you to the bitter end.

"What good will it do to cause trouble?" Luo Lijun said angrily, the originally transparent crystal hall slightly flushed. "The war wasn't Lao Fan's business to begin with."

The last war with Outer State was Lao Fan's idea, but they lost. Lao Fan then washed his hands of the matter, saying he wasn't involved in military affairs and that it had nothing to do with him.

Later, it was his idea to infiltrate the Demon Land Sect, where hundreds of people were trained to become one spy. Five were sent out, and three disappeared without a trace. Now he says that this matter has nothing to do with him!

Now that we're going to wage war against the Demon Realm, they want to interfere again. At their age, how can they be so shameless?

As they spoke, outside the Crystal Hall, a flame spread from the east wall to the west wall.

Luo Lijun was very angry.

Luo Yanjun sighed, "Sister, calm down. Old Fan and the others have higher Bloodline Seed than us. If they insist on interfering, there's really nothing you can do about it."

Tick-tock~

A cloud of mist enveloped the outside of the Crystal Hall, slowly extinguishing the flames.

This cloud of mist came from Luo Yanjun, and also from Luo Lijun herself.

Luo Lijun knew in her heart that if Lao Fan really used Bloodline Seed to pressure her, she wouldn't know how to deal with it.

Before long, an earthworm wriggled on the wall, signaling to Luo Lijun that Lao Fan and the others had arrived.

Facing the crystal wall, Luo Lijun tidied her face slightly and greeted the guests at the entrance of the Heavenly Hall: "Lord Fan, Lord Lu, Lord Bi, it is an honor to have you here. Please forgive me for not greeting you properly."

A person walked into the hall, and Luo Lijun called out "Sir" three times.

This is because this person has three heads.

"Lord Luo, I heard that the war has been called off. Could you tell me why?" The man in the middle, Lord Fan, spoke first.

Luo Lijun said, "I have already told you all the reasons. The Peddler is still alive. It would be unwise for us to rashly send troops to the Demon Land."

The head on the left is Lord Lu, who strongly disagrees with Luo Lijun's statement. "What's wrong with Peddler being alive? Our army is acting on the imperial authority to punish the rebels. Are we afraid of an ordinary peddler?"

Luo Yanjun chimed in from the side, "Lord Lu, that's not a very good way to put it. He may be a peddler, but to say he's an ordinary person is a gross exaggeration."

Luo Lijun said, "My lords, we have suffered many losses at the hands of Peddler. I believe you have not forgotten some of our previous experiences."

It was only after receiving news of the Peddler's death that the imperial court planned to conquer the Demon Land. Now that the Peddler is still alive, the matter of sending troops should be carefully considered.

The head on the far right belonged to Lord Bi, and he spoke up as well, "Although the peddler is still alive, Snowflake Port has suffered repeated heavy blows, yet he has stood by and done nothing."

In this battle between Zhang Gunli and the bandit leader of Snowflake Port, the Peddler appeared, yet Zhang Gunli was still able to escape unscathed. This shows that the Peddler was seriously injured and unable to fight, making this an opportune moment to quell the rebellion.

It's indeed a bit strange that Zhang Gunli could encounter Peddler and still come back alive.

Luo Lijun was about to explain when Lord Fan didn't give her a chance to speak, "Lord Luo, I've heard you have a lot of dealings with the Demon Realm. Could there be some other collusion involved?"

Luo Lijun's body trembled, and she became somewhat angry.

"Lord Fan, the order to first stabilize the Demon Lands before gradually expanding to Outer State is clearly stated in the imperial document, word for word. Now you're accusing me of colluding with the Demon Lands? Could it be that the imperial court ordered me to do so?"

Lord Fan remained silent, while Lord Lu said from the side, "Lord Fan was merely using a metaphor."

Luo Lijun got angry, but she didn't care about her status when she spoke, "The idea that Lord Fan gave us was to send spies to Outer State, but he asked how many lives my clan lost for this, and how much information he actually got."

This matter is still not clear, and now you're falsely accusing me of colluding with the Demon Realm, Lord Fan.

Isn't your behavior a bit too domineering?

Lord Bi, standing to the side, said, "We are merely offering a suggestion. The final decision rests with those in charge of military affairs."

"Since you are not in charge of military affairs, why are the three of you interfering in the campaign against the Demon Realm?"

Lord Fan got angry, and his burly body suddenly grew three feet taller.

The crystal palace creaked and grew much taller along with Lord Fan's figure.

Lord Fan looked down at Luo Lijun and said in a deep voice, "As a member of the imperial family, it is my duty to share the burdens of the court and offer advice for the country. This is my responsibility, and I will do my utmost without shirking it."

"Lord Luo, what is your intention in dwelling on the past while you've been staying here? Are you trying to find fault with me and silence me?"

Hehehe~

The Crystal Hall continues to expand.

Luo Yanjun sighed softly; the Bloodline Seed was ultimately an insurmountable hurdle.

Luo Lijun controlled her emotions and tone. "According to Lord Fan, how should this matter be handled?"

"How to handle this is your military affairs matter; we're just offering you some suggestions."

"Spread the word in the Demon Land that the Peddler is dead, and see if Peddler dares to come out."

"If he doesn't dare to come out, it proves that he is not strong enough. We should take this opportunity to wipe out the demon warriors in one fell swoop."

Luo Lijun remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly and said, "Alright, let's do as the three gentlemen suggest." Meanwhile, in Carefree Dock, Li Banfeng, holding his wine cup, listened to Xiu Er's nagging in his ear, "Seventh Brother, is the Peddler really in trouble?"

Li Banfeng did not answer.

Zhang Xiuling chimed in, "Seventh Master, if something really happens, just give me a straight answer, and I'll have the brothers in the sect prepare. I'll risk my life for Inner State!"

Li Banfeng remained silent.

Han Yaomen, the First Boss of the Azure Cloud Society, was extremely anxious. "Seventh Master, please say something! I dare not speak for others, but the brothers of the Azure Cloud Society will definitely not bow down to Inner State."

Everyone chimed in with their questions, one after another.

Fearing they might anger Li Qi, Ma Wu kept trying to persuade them, "Gentlemen, let's discuss this slowly. There are some things even our Seventh Brother doesn't know."

"How could Seventh Master not know?" Shen Jinzhong, the Big Gold Seal the Three Heroes Gate, shook his head and said, "I think the Peddler is in grave danger. We should make preparations as soon as possible."

"What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean by 'most likely to die'?" Li Qi put down his wine glass and said, "I saw the Peddler in Xindi the day before yesterday. He's been busy these past few days and hasn't had time to do business. How come you're spreading so much news about him? Where did you all hear this from?"

He Yuxiu said, "It's even in the newspapers. Not only Green Water City, but the whole of Pro State knows about it."

"Which newspaper reported this? I'll smash their office in a minute!" Li Qi stood up and said, "You all need to take care of your own businesses and territories. Life goes on as usual."

"The Inner State might be trying to cause trouble, deliberately spreading rumors here. You should all stick together and be more vigilant."

After Li Qi left Carefree Dock, his few words alone were not enough to calm everyone down. They gathered in the private room, arguing and debating endlessly.

By 7 p. m., Carefree Dock still had little business, and the people of Green Water City were in a state of panic, having lost even the will to go to the dance hall.

The situation is pretty much the same throughout Pro State. If the Peddler doesn't show up, who knows what might happen next.

But how can the Peddler show himself?

Ding-dong, ding-dong—.—.

"Imported Soap, Snow Cream, silk scarves, handkerchiefs, Sewing Kit"

Leather buckets, and... well, iron buckets, and shovels!

Pickling jar, Oil Pot, rice spoon, water ladle, and vegetable knife!

A truckload of quality goods from a long-established brand, all at bargain prices – take your pick!

The Peddler pushed his cart to Changfeng Village in Green Water Bay.

Several children were playing at the village entrance when a girl saw the Peddler, went up to him, and asked to Medicine Candy.

Where did you put the Medicine Candy?

The Peddler searched for a long time before finally finding the Medicine Candy jar on his cart.

How many do you want?

The girl said, "Two orange-flavored ones and one pear-flavored one."

Which one is orange flavored? —

The Peddler searched for a long time and then gave the girl five Medicine Candy: "I'll give you two extra, so don't be picky about the flavor."

When the other children heard that they would be given two more, they all gathered around as well.

"I want three oranges!"

"I want a cantaloupe!"

"I want one with hawthorn!"

The Peddler pursed his lips and muttered to himself, "How much was one of those Medicine Candy again?"

The glove reminded him, "The Peddler sells them at the market price, thirteen cents a piece."

The price is set so it's hard to calculate and hard to give change.

A village woman walked to the village entrance, calling her children home for dinner. Seeing the Peddler in the distance, she couldn't help but exclaim, "My God, he's here! He's alive!"

That woman had a really loud voice; her shout alerted half the village.

Villagers flocked to the village entrance, surrounding the Peddler and asking him the price.

"How much is this bucket?"

The Peddler thought for a moment and said, "Take a look, I'll sell it to you for half price today."

"I'll take that pickle jar."

The Peddler nodded. "Sure, just pay me whatever you think is fair."

"Two clothes racks, a pack of candles, two boxes of matches, a back scratcher, and a pair of scissors, how much does that cost in total?"

The Peddler scratched his head. "You want so much stuff?"

The man laughed and said, "I'm not buying, I'm just asking the price."

"Get out of the way, why are you joining the fun if you're not buying!"

A young man stepped forward, his face beaming with excitement, and said, "I want to buy martial arts cultivation powder!"

The Peddler opened his display case, glanced inside, and shook his head, saying, "The martial arts powder is sold out!"

"Then, let's buy Wenxiu's."

"Can you read?"

"I don't know him."

"What kind of scholar can't read and write?"

The young man thought for a moment and said:

"Then I need the Fire Cultivator medicine powder."

"Such a rare medicinal powder, it's not something you can just come across easily."

"What about Water Cultivator?"

"There's no Water Cultivator either."

The young man asked anxiously, "What kind of medicinal powder do you have?"

The Peddler looked at it again carefully. "Only Jinxiu's."

The young man asked with delight, "Is the Golden Refining Powder some kind of Daoist magic that turns stone into gold?"

The Peddler shook his head and said, "He carries a golden bucket and goes around collecting molten gold."

The young man didn't understand, so the Peddler brought over a bucket and showed it to him.

The young man shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Isn't this for carrying manure? No way, absolutely not."

"Take it or leave it, why are you being so picky?" Taking advantage of this sentence and this mood, the Peddler pushed his cart away.

The villagers didn't care whether they bought anything or not; they didn't think anything of the peddler when they saw Peddler.

But today, seeing the Peddler, they were genuinely happy, and they spread the word among themselves.

The news gradually spread to the surrounding villages.

Walk from Changfeng Village to Blue Poplar Village, and then from Blue Poplar Village to Xindi.

Upon arriving at the new location, the Peddler parked his cart, sat by the roadside, wiped his sweat, and took out his Old Teapot.

I poured myself a cup of tea and drank it.

This Peddler was actually Li Banfeng in disguise.

Only when the Peddler appears can Pro State settle down and Inner State calm down.

But Li Banfeng couldn't keep pretending to be Peddler forever. He didn't have the ability to remember the names of the goods or their prices. But that was secondary. The main problem was that he didn't have the medicine powder and couldn't keep relying on Jin Xiu to fool people.

I still need to go to Pillow City to get to the bottom of things.

Pillow City is a proper city; it's accessible by train.

After getting off the train, the station staff yawned as they checked my ticket. Once I stepped off the platform, the area in front of the station was deserted; there wasn't a soul in sight.

The town is small, with only one main street. Walking along the main street, there are no pedestrians, and all the shops on both sides are closed.

After walking for a long time, they finally encountered a Carriage Driver. The Carriage Driver was sleeping in his rickshaw. Li Banfeng wanted to ask for directions, but after calling him for a long time, the Carriage Driver did not wake up.

"Brother, don't waste your energy," the teapot said. "If this were in front of the station, people might be able to wake up while they're asleep. But once we're in the city, we'll have to wait until next spring to wake them up."

Li Banfeng took out a teapot. "Are you very familiar with this?"

"I was born here, I grew up here, I don't remember how many years I've lived here. I only remember one day I felt that people shouldn't live like this. People need to have something to look forward to, people need to have something to strive for. So I thought I should go out and explore. Who knew that I would end up in the Bitter Vegetable Manor?"

No one could give him directions, but Li Banfeng, being Travel Cultivator, had an excellent sense of direction. Following the address given by Liao Zihui, Li Banfeng found his way on his own.

Once you enter a hutong (alleyway), it becomes quite lively.

A man lay prone at the entrance to the yard, his hands gesturing as if he were about to crawl into the yard.

This courtyard should be his home, so why is he sleeping at the entrance instead of going inside to sleep?

Old Teapot yawned and said, "He wanted to go back inside, but he didn't run back."

There was a groceries vendor up ahead who was asleep on his stall. Opposite his stall, a woman was also asleep, holding a box of rouge in one hand and a handful of loose change in the other.

They bought rouge and were about to pay, but the stall owner didn't have time to collect the money, so the two of them ended up sleeping here.

The Old Teapot looked at the rouge in the woman's hand. "This kind of rouge is not easy to buy. This girl is probably afraid that she won't be able to buy it in the future. The stall owner is also greedy and insisted on making this extra business. As a result, he didn't have time to close the stall and it ended up like this."

Li Banfeng was curious. "You've only done half the business, can't you wait a little longer? Do you have to fall asleep here?"

As he spoke, Li Banfeng couldn't help but yawn.

The Old Teapot chuckled, "On the day of the Beginning of Summer, once it's past midnight, everyone in Pillow City is so sleepy they can barely keep their eyes open."

If you're reasonable, go back to sleep. If you're not, and insist on doing this work, you might end up sleeping on the street until the beginning of spring next year.

Li Banfeng still didn't understand. "What if you need to use the restroom?"

"The Local Earth God have their ways. In Pillow City, as long as you clean up before you fall asleep, you won't have to pee after you fall asleep."

"What is the Local Earth God called?"

"I don't remember his name."

"What sect does he belong to?"

"He's a Lazy Cultivator."

Li Banfeng touched the Judge's Brush: "This place is perfect for you!"

The Judge's Brush didn't respond; he had already fallen asleep.

This stall owner wasn't too outrageous. Li Banfeng walked deeper into the alley and saw a woman leaning against the door of a latrine. She must have finished using the latrine and was trying to run home.

Unable to succeed, he slept near the outhouse.

Even more outrageous, there was another guy in the outhouse, half-lying down, halfway up the toilet, who had fallen asleep.

After walking along the alley for about ten minutes, Li Banfeng found Ye Haolong's residence.

This was a large family's house, with a courtyard that had three entrances and three exits. Li Banfeng didn't knock on the door, knowing that no one would answer. He simply used his Unimpeded Travel technique to pass through the wall and enter.

In the front yard, the maids and servants were all sound asleep in their rooms.

Upon arriving at the main courtyard, Li Banfeng went directly into the main room, where a man was sleeping alone, covered with a quilt, and the bed was neatly made.

Judging from the man's appearance, he was over seventy years old, with snow-white hair and beard; he must be the Ye Haolong that Liao Zihui had mentioned.

Li Banfeng called out to Ye Haolong several times, Ye Haolong did not wake up.

"Even a cultivator from the Cloud Above First Layer can't defy the rules of Pillow City?"

"We can't stop him," the Old Teapot said somewhat slowly. "Don't be fooled by his high cultivation level. In Pillow City, unless he wants to wake up on his own, it will be difficult to get him to."

What should we do? He can't communicate if he doesn't get up. Li Banfeng looked around. "There are places like Pillow City in the world? Aren't they afraid of being robbed?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm really not afraid," the Old Teapot yawned. "In Pillow City, if you take something you shouldn't, you can forget about leaving this place. You'll be asleep for three to five years. When you wake up..."

They must pay double the compensation.

If you were to harm someone in the city while they are asleep, they would never wake up again; their life would be over.

"Brother, come up with an idea quickly, I'm about to fall asleep, and I'm afraid you won't be able to stay awake for much longer."

P. S.: Pillow City is a nice place!