Dying in the Dream World meant nothing more than waking up, with almost no cost at all. No one here feared threats.
The group discussed it for a while, then put away their guns.
"Ahem, you still haven't told us what we can do here."
"Whatever you want. The Raven Parliament said we were here to exchange information and trade supplies, but this is really just a slapdash operation. Nobody's in charge. Chat if you want, trade with each other if you want. It has nothing to do with me. I'm leaving."
With that, the man vanished.
The group exchanged glances and fell silent for a moment.
Naturally, this man had been Elliot in disguise. After waking up in bed, he immediately went over to the Difference Engine.
The stage still unfolded around Vanessa, and sure enough, the group gathered to discuss things.
"What... is this supposed to be?" someone couldn't help muttering.
"Who exactly was he?"
"Has anyone heard of the Raven Parliament?"
"...No."
"Me neither..."
"I remember the Holy Scripture saying you can't encounter other people in the Dream World!"
"Then how do you explain this?" someone immediately retorted. "The Holy Scripture must be wrong."
"Impossible! The Holy Scripture can never be wrong! There must be something wrong with this Dream World!"
"Then what do you suggest?"
"Damn it... did none of us bring the Holy Scripture?"
"No, but I brought a Fog Whistle..."
"This is the Dream World. What good is a Fog Whistle? Do you expect anyone else to hear it?"
Elliot saw one of the Puppets take out a tiny whistle and immediately took it in his hand to examine it closely.
His actions did not interfere with the people in the real world. For example, if he took the knife from Allen's Puppet and