Fantasy Clock~Dream Ruler~

【SideB】The First Voice of the Campaign (1)

"Can you stand up now?" A voice came from next to my ear, I was stunned for a moment, and at some point the tea cat, who had turned into a cat shape, said in a human voice. I couldn't help watching her stare blankly for nearly ten seconds. She curled up beside my feet. Suddenly, she stretched her fluffy pads forward and looked at me with those grape-sized eyes. , The loose eyes blinked from time to time.

If I hadn't known that this was a dream world, I would have asked her, "Where did you speak?" I braced myself under the black number pattern, and stood up unsteadily.

"Come down with me for a while." The tea cat tilted its head slightly, and instantly became a girl with a pair of pointed ears on her head. She grabbed my hand and crossed over to the edge of the clock without hesitation. Being dragged by her and leaning forward, for a moment there was a town like an ant's nest of nothingness under my feet, which made me feel extremely frightened. I couldn't help shouting.

"Don't bark... Now the game has started, it's best not to let others pay attention to you." She squeezed my hand tightly, I swallowed quickly, and my feet felt numb. Although I have never had any symptoms of fear of heights before, this height is really dizzying. Then I found myself not falling at all, but floating in a reddish tinge.

——The "imagination" of the ruler and the "acknowledgment" of the dream world, these are the two key words that play the greatest role in dreams. This shows that although the gap in the dream does not admit that we have all the dominance, it admits that we can move freely in this space, as long as it is imagined, it can be recognized.

However, before I had time to adapt to this state, my arm was suddenly pulled downwards, and I suddenly realized that my body was rapidly approaching the town in the abyss with my head down. This time I couldn't bear my fear any longer, and cried out. In this dream world of free voice, it is naturally spread everywhere.

Just when I was only a few centimeters close to the ground, my body suddenly stopped in mid-air, all the sense of weightlessness disappeared suddenly, my panting did not stop, gravity resumed again, my head touched the ground, and I fell to the ground in a miserable posture. The tea cat landed on the ground very handsomely (compared to me).

The tea cat has certain advantages here. She is very clear about most of the rules here. Presumably staying in the air, falling suddenly, and staying again are all achieved by the tea cat's imagination. So... she relied on these recognized imaginations to confront the dream madman, right?

"Say it all in a low voice..." Tea Mao muttered weakly, frowning in displeasure, but she has no talent in controlling her expression, if she could not hear the faint complaint in her tone, I had absolutely no sense of her real emotions.

"Strange, why didn't other people directly look for their opponents to fight like they did during the scuffle?" I raised my head and looked at the sky. Most of the people on those clocks stayed where they were, thinking about something cautiously. Only some people were wandering around. Walking around, as if waiting for an opportunity to do something. We were naturally the first to act.

The movement of raising the head makes the neck feel sore and painful, which is enough to prove its height.

Could it be that... They are each looking for a way to eradicate other rulers, and they don't want to be enemies before... After all, even if they are killed, they will be reborn, and it will be the next second for themselves, but they also have a relationship with others. Four hours apart, this lagging time difference is likely to cause the amount of intelligence to be lacking compared to others.

I don't think so many people are aware of this... It should be that even if there are people who don't realize this, as long as one master of a clock is aware of this, they can understand it all.

...Looking at it this way, each of the ten clocks has a very important role.

"Come with me." The tea cat grabbed my arm again, and I simply followed it and passed the entrance of the town. When I looked at it from above, I thought it would be an empty city, but I found that my observation was completely wrong... Unlike the scenery above, this place is like a small city, with all kinds of shops and residents gathered together.

——The king's subordinates with three-seven-seven bangs jumped out of the carriage and called out to the man in a red cloak who was carrying magic props over there, but the shopkeeper was wearing a battle armor with a sense of future technology. The "Gundam"-like machine that stood shoulder to shoulder with the tallest building next to it jumped up and down.

No matter how you look at it, it is a picture that cannot be integrated into the same scene, but it does exist in this city. Ordinary dreamers will not have such a world, because dreamers will not recognize this kind of picture. Without the "recognition" of one of the two key points, it is naturally impossible to materialize it.

What I didn't expect was that there was an old man's trembling and excited hoarse voice from behind, and the voice was still hoarse. I followed the voice and looked at its owner in puzzlement. It was an old man with gray hair, carrying a burden that felt very heavy at a glance, and wearing shabby clothes.

At this moment, his hands were trembling, grabbing the tea cat's arm. Seeing Tea Mao's incomprehensible expression, I thought he wanted to do something to Tea Mao, but I saw tears in his eyes.

"Hey, Mr. Mayor?" The tea cat tilted its head in confusion, and it took a long time to think of something before showing a smile, "Long time no see~"

Did this town exist here when she participated in the game last time? Therefore, it is not the town that was temporarily transformed just now, but the traces that were buried at the beginning and now appear...

"Miss Zero, why are you back?" The store manager just raised his hand and opened the door curtain, his eyes flickering, showing a look of joy and disbelief.

He just called her "Zero"? Is this what the tea cat used to be called? Tea cat also rested her index finger on her chin, trying to remember something. Facing the hand of a man who looked like a subordinate of the king suddenly protruding from the side, she cautiously stretched out her little white hand, and held the one that was relatively small. Stand up with huge palms.

"Your Majesty, you...you are finally back! Could it be that you have agreed to that proposal again and will become Her Majesty the Queen?"

I tried to analyze this sentence, but couldn't find a suitable explanation for a while.

"No...I will definitely not accept the dream madman...I mean, I will not accept His Majesty's proposal."

Looking at her princess-like outfit, suddenly everything seems to have a correct explanation—this town may be a small insinuation of the world ruled by the dream madman. Tea Mao refuses to be a dream madman, which is equivalent to a princess refusing to be a queen in this town... It presents what happened above in this world in another form.

In other words, my eyes widened—this is equivalent to the dream world of the dream madman!

Last time, she also arrived at this place and established some kind of connection with these people. She will bring me here, maybe it is because she wants to pursue her lost memory.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you agree to that request. We absolutely cannot accept such a foolish monarch serving two consecutive terms, but we are powerless to instigate a rebellion." In the corner, a yellow-haired woman in rather revealing clothes asked forcefully in a questioning tone. An old woman in a hijab beside her stopped her and put her hands over her mouth.

"It's only natural that you didn't accept the suggestion. You refused it at the beginning, but now you can't freely pick it up again... Could it be that you want to participate again when you come back?"

"Don't call me that anymore. In your words, I'm just a fallen princess who stepped on the road of killing. This time, it's not about fighting for the throne for the second time..."

"Then you are?" Almost everyone said in unison, it seems that she has a very high prestige in the eyes of these people.

"I'm his assistant." Tea Mao pursed his lips and replied naturally, which caused their eyes to shift to me briefly, and some even gasped.

Discussions such as "Where is the person recognized by Her Majesty the Princess..." and "I can't believe that such a kid who has nothing to do with himself can take the throne" were all scattered in the crowd, but suddenly there was a loud voice The sound of gunfire hitting the ground and the reflected ricochet broke through the discussion.

"You little girl is still quite popular among them." William put away the gun that seemed to threaten them to stop their noise. He took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke slowly. out. According to the expressions of the people in the town, it's not that they don't know this man. There are also people who expressed support for him... It seems that this guy's voice is not low...

Bah, he is clearly the "king" who casually draws a gun and threatens the people.

Wait... Could it be that this town also has something to do with the game? I can't help but turn my attention to these people... The rules are to be found by yourself, that is to say, there is a possibility that some rules are hidden here! Ha... This is the benefit of being a dream maker in the last game, isn't it? Although fake.

Suddenly, a head popped out from behind William's leather jacket... I was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was the new No. 6 ruler just now. Speaking of this kind of pretense-looking boy, I flinch a bit...especially the provocative temperament in every move! Don't be a tea cat, bastard, that's my dream maker! Listen clearly - she, yes, me, of!

No... that sounds like another layer of semantics. Let me state in advance that I never regard Chamao as my ideal girlfriend. At most, it's a kind of sister.

Probably noticing my blatant hostility, No. 6 jumped out from behind the leather jacket and glanced at me with his head raised.

"You... why are you looking at me? The purpose is unknown, doubt..."

I always feel a bit feminine... You don't know your sexuality is crooked, do you? Don't make me a target, I'm probably asexual.

As if reading the meaning in my eyes, she actually showed a skeptical look, and suddenly she didn't have much confidence when she looked at her. Well, I admit that I have reacted to the opposite sex... I said secretly in my heart.

"Because this is a newcomer. So it's okay for you to take him together?" William said in an orderly tone, and threw the cigarette in his hand into the waste paper box.

"Why should I be commanded by you! Do you really think of yourself as the boss?" My words made him sneer, and his eyes showed a hint of provocation.

"I didn't say that, maybe it's because you think of me as such from the bottom of your heart." After William said, I couldn't help but widen my eyes... Tch, this guy is absolutely abnormal! So narcissistic.

"Uncle, are you in the late stage of paranoia?" I replied angrily. William shrugged as if he had heard it before, and continued to insist on his statement. After saying that, he left on his own so as not to be stopped by us.

"Anyway... he'll leave it to you guys first." Speaking of this, he paused meaningfully, and looked back, "One more thing, please remember not to abuse your dominance ability."

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