The dream dispersed like mist and smoke, a sign that Mother Zhou was waking up.
Fortunately, the fading process was gentle and peaceful. Mother Zhou had clearly awakened naturally.
With a wave of his hand, Noah withdrew the dream projection and put on the appearance of someone who had been drinking coffee the entire time.
Only after a few seconds did Klein open his eyes. His gaze was still somewhat vacant, and his face was filled with melancholy.
Seeing this, Noah could not help but curl his lip. If I did not know that you spent the entire time as a cat meowing beside your mother's feet, and even rubbed against a quarter of a Crispy Chicken, I would have thought you and your mother had sat down for a heartfelt talk.
Could that really have a therapeutic effect?
Since she had not seen her son himself, Mother Zhou had not offered him any comfort. She had merely expressed her worry and longing for Zhou Mingrui... Would that not have the opposite effect on Klein's mental state?
As a spiritual duplicate, Noah was not as sensitive to subtle emotional changes as his main-body duplicate had been. In fact, Delasion could only retain his understanding of emotions because of the power of the Spectator pathway.
"Phew..."
Klein's gaze gradually focused.
"How was it? You slept for so long. Was it a beautiful dream?"
Noah instantly switched back to a curious expression.
After a moment of silence, Klein slowly nodded.
"...Mm, it was a beautiful dream."
"Oh?"
If I had not watched the whole thing, I might really have believed your nonsense.
But for Klein, being able to contact the family he had had before transmigrating through a dream meant that extraordinary powers truly could interfere with such a distant past. Of