Time passed second by second, and Shuiyue's livestream grew increasingly popular.
Viewers had already begun asking in his stream whether Nightmare Realm was his work, but he neither confirmed nor denied it, merely revealing a meaningful smile.
Evasion was the best confirmation. Nightmare Realm was immediately labeled as Master Shuiyue's first Dreamscape since his return, and its popularity began rising rapidly.
But before long, doubts emerged.
[Master Shuiyue, I feel that Nightmare Realm is indeed fun, but it somehow doesn't seem worthy of your reputation. Were you kidnapped?]
[Master, this Dreamscape feels strange. The earlier promotion was overwhelming, but after playing it, it seems merely average. Is it really your work?]
[What a waste of nostalgia. I'd rather play My Unemployment Life.]
[Another work that sold out your reputation for money?]
[It doesn't live up to the name.]
Faced with the doubts, Shuiyue still showed no reaction.
But the others did not have such strong mental resilience.
Watching those comments, their faces flushed red with pent-up frustration, yet they could not come up with any effective rebuttal.
Sensing the atmosphere on-site, Shuiyue made his move.
After introducing himself, he began directing the Dream Makers to make revisions. At the same time, he invoked the contract and borrowed Star Lord's power.
Every Dream Maker present felt their hearts leap. An invisible nerve connected them together, allowing everyone to directly read one another's thoughts.
They needed neither design documents nor meetings. They could immediately hear Shuiyue's voice and understand his intentions.
Staring at the people around them in astonishment, they realized that some immensely valuable contract had taken effect, allowing them to hear others' thoughts without their brains being damaged by the chaotic flood of ideas.
Don't stare. Make the most of the time. Our time is precious, Shuiyue's voice rang through