The Calamity's Invasion (Twenty-Eight)
Good thing I reacted quickly.
Going by past experience, realizing you were dreaming should significantly increase your resistance in certain areas.
Otherwise, changing clothes would have been the least of my worries. If all the people in my head had been manifested, and Yarakir had then pulled the invasion in the opposite direction, trying to brute-force a miracle—
With all my wide circle of acquaintances, things might have gotten out of hand.
That was probably one of Yarakir's aims, too.
Rainbow of Yao Bian's behavior made it clear: Higher Beings always liked to kill several birds with one stone.
Fortunately, I'd hit the brakes in time. There shouldn't be anyone—creeeak!
Before the thought had even finished turning over in my mind, I heard what sounded like a door opening nearby.
Hm?
This change was well beyond my expectations, and Fu Qian promptly "lifted" his gaze toward it.
A figure in black, wearing a narrow-brimmed hat, stood outside the door.
You're a demigod, and you're the first one to get caught?
How could Fu Qian fail to recognize that face?
As striking as ever, Su Gao, the bookstore's elite employee whom he had personally hired, was quietly looking his way.
And her gaze was undoubtedly fixed on his one-eyed, sightless face.
By normal logic, Su Gao had no reason to have fallen into the Nightmare Corridor.
The only reason she was here was that information fragments from the divine dream, drawn in by the call resonating in his will, had pulled her in.
As for why she had responded so quickly, seemingly without any resistance—
"I'm dreaming."
Not at all startled by Fu Qian's appearance, Su Gao gave a slight nod and immediately stated her condition.
So it wasn't that she lacked resistance. Her resistance was