In the underground world, there was no telling morning from evening, and they had no watches, which made when to sleep and when to get up rather uncertain.
Godrick was hauled up by Zhao Si.
"I'm not awake yet." Godrick's eyes were bleary with sleep.
Zhao Si pointed at Helena. "She's been awake for ages. By the time you wake up, it'll be far too late."
"What does that mean?" Godrick rubbed his eyes. "I ache all over. I really miss my soft mattress, and my pillow."
Godrick stretched. "I feel like I only just fell asleep, and then I kept dreaming. I don't feel comfortable anywhere."
Zhao Si, who was packing up his bedroll, turned around and said with a stern face, "What's wrong? Did you dream..."
"...that we were all fake?"
Zhao Si's face flowed like liquid, and all his features fell to the ground, leaving only a blank surface.
"Aah!!!!"
Godrick screamed as he watched the entire underground world twist, turning into towering waves that swallowed him.
"Wake up. Hey, young master, wake up!" Zhao Si grabbed Godrick by the collar and gave him two slaps.
Only then did Godrick open his eyes, his features contorted in pain. The instant he saw Zhao Si, he screamed again.
The high-pitched scream pierced Zhao Si's eardrums, leaving his head buzzing.
"Shut up!" Zhao Si jabbed his fingertips into Godrick's throat.
"Urk!" Godrick instantly fell silent.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Si released Godrick and rubbed his ears with a frown.
"Helena, see what's wrong with him." Zhao Si looked at Helena and pointed at Godrick.
Helena walked over, crouched down, and reached out to stroke Godrick. "I sense that he's terrified. He probably had a nightmare. He doesn't need any treatment. He can recover on his own."
Fear was