Gao Ming watched the video on his phone, his eyes lighting up. Zhang Ding had been trapped in the flood nightmare for a long time without finding any way to become a Dream Ghost. Gao Yun's video had offered him a path.
"The key to becoming a Dream Ghost lies not in ourselves, but in the ordinary people of this city. We need to draw on their will to break free of Fate's shackles..." Zhang Ding had watched the video on the phone too. "He's right. The only reason I can recreate the flood is because our neighbors trust me. They're willing to turn their painful memories into power and let me control it. As more and more water ghosts regain their sanity with my help, my power grows stronger too."
"The collective... rules..." Gao Ming remembered Lu Zang saying that Hanhai was a dream, and all its citizens lived within it. Only by waking everyone from this collective dream would they have a chance to kill Fate.
"Hanhai is different from other cities. Because Fate exists here, we can't break through our limits with our own obsessions the way Red Garments can. Our only option is to change more people's fates and use their collective will to fight Fate, pulling off a feat that defies heaven itself." Zhang Ding was quite pleased with his words. He felt he had demonstrated the literary sophistication befitting a supermarket owner.
The Spirit Medium rolled her eyes and sighed softly. "You want to get yourselves killed, and now you're dragging everyone else along? What's wrong with following the natural order and living in peace? Even if this city is a dream, what if the world we wake up to is worse?"
"Even the worst reality would be far better than this dream to