Don't follow the rules

Chapter 494: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Seventy)

The gaze was not intense, nor did it even carry any particular emotion. There was no malice or curiosity, it just looked like it was just observing.

The core of the dream was still relatively calm. Although no other events had occurred at the moment, this "gaze" alone was enough to be impossible to ignore.

The moment the gaze came over, Ning Yao and No. 1 both tensed up, held their breath, and were alert to the owner of the gaze.

The little white boat didn't pay any attention to these things. It just dumped out all the dirt in the cabin and used a few rays of sunlight to purify the hull from head to toe. It didn't stop until the inside and outside of the hull were brighter and whiter than before, cursing.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are an immortal and related to the immortal I serve, the boat would have capsized just now." The little white boat waved its oars frantically.

"I swear I'll shove your head up your ass!"

After angrily saying what he thought were very fierce words, Xiao Baichuan realized belatedly that there was a subtle atmosphere at the scene.

"Uh...what did I miss?"

Number One did not say anything, deliberately leaving Little White Boat in this awkward position, while he slowly but calmly got up from the ground, pretending to be indifferent with his bright big eyes, and glanced around casually. Then he leisurely patted the dust on his clothes, pursed his lips, snorted disdainfully at Little White Boat, and turned away.

"Eh? You rude little boy!" Xiaobai's oars were so angry that they were bent.

Ning Yao helplessly interrupted Xiao Baichuan: "Brother Jie, don't be angry, you should feel it first. Just now you shook No. 1 to the ground, maybe the direct contact with the ground caused us to wake up some unknown existence in the dream core, and now we are locked by the unknown sight of No. 1."

The little white boat felt it silently and found that it did feel like it was being stared at inexplicably.

"So what this means now is that we should look for the source of this sight?" asked Xiao Baichuan.

Ning Yao hesitated: "Although this line of sight is the only clue we have found in the dream core, it is still a bit too careless to rush in like this..."

Number One snorted coldly: "Then do you have any more brilliant tactics?"

"No." Ning Yao was ashamed.

"Then don't stop me from finishing this quickly." Number One walked very fast, his two short legs leaving afterimages, and he ran dozens of meters away in a flash.

"Hurry up and catch up with him!" Ning Yao urged Xiaobaichuan.

This time, Xiaobaichuan was not busy arguing with Ning Yao. Instead, he obediently sped up and caught up.

"Get on board." Little White Boat said concisely.

"No." Number One also refused very firmly.

Xiao Baichuan was a little embarrassed: "Ahem... Well, I have always been a germaphobe, everyone knows that. You vomited in my cabin just now, which really made me a little angry, but it is not appropriate to just dump you out."

Number One's legs didn't stop, but he took the time to glance at the little white boat: "Are you apologizing?"

The little white boat didn't make a sound, and its bow tilted to the other side, looking more like a child sticking his neck out and refusing to admit defeat than boat number one.

Ning Yao quickly tried to smooth things over: "Let's take a boat first. Brother Jie is very experienced and will be able to find the way faster."

Number One approached the little white boat sarcastically and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll get seasick and vomit in the cabin again?"

The little white boat was so scared that it braked urgently.

“Pfft~” Number One didn’t hold back his serious face and laughed, “You believe this? I’m a zombie, how can I get sick so easily?”

Ning Yao seemed to understand what Number One meant: "You mean the seasickness just now..." Number One touched his stomach: "It's probably because of the little pudding ice cream just now. I guess it should also be part of the dream core, so it can't be easily digested by me."

The little white boat turned around and looked behind him. The dirt that had been dumped on the ground had indeed disappeared. The ground was clean and dry, without even a trace of wet watermarks.

"Has anyone cleaned it?" Little White Boat asked curiously.

"Not sure." Number One shrugged.

Ning Yao couldn't help but interrupt: "Compared to 'cleaning', I think it's more reliable to be recycled by the dream core, right? As the edge of two worlds, this place cannot generate energy on its own. It can only passively accept the energy radiation of the two worlds and then accumulate it. So if you want to maintain the illusion, you must be efficient and energy-saving. After your little pudding is recycled, it will probably be refreshed in some form."

He paused and said, "And I guess that little pudding should be one of the baits to lure people into the dream core. If ordinary people eat it, it will probably be digested from the inside and then melted into the dream core. But No. 1's physical fitness is amazing, and the little pudding can't do anything to him. It can only make him vomit and escape from No. 1's body."

"Of course, the above are all irresponsible guesses on my part."

As they were talking, No. 1 had already returned to the boat. The unknown gaze was still fixed on No. 1. Although puzzled, it made it easier for them to trace the source.

The little white boat was moving very steadily, while also keeping its height as low as possible, only a few centimeters from the ground. Covered by various debris, the short No. 1's whereabouts were perfectly concealed.

"The view is not blocked by the cover and is still fixed on me." said No. 1.

"It's really strange. From which angle was he looking? There were obviously things blocking the view from all directions. I also took a lot of detours along the way. There must be blind spots, right? How could he stare at you without any blind spots?" Little White Boat kept complaining, "Could it be from the sky..."

He suddenly shut his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Number One looked up at the sky.

Hanging in the clear sky was not the sun, but the eyeball of a dead fish.

"It's it." Number One confirmed the source of the gaze the moment he made eye contact with it. "It's the one staring at me."

The little white boat was furious again: "Who the hell came up with this stupid idea? Who gave it the courage to use dead fish eyes to replace the great sun? It has absolutely no sense of reverence! This is blasphemy!"

Number One patted the side of the boat and said, "Take a break."

Little White Boat calmed down his emotions and said, "What should we do now? Do you need me to take this silly boy to dig out the dead fish's eyes?"

Ning Yao had a headache: "Why did you dig out the eyes of the dead fish? Before, I just thought that the sight was from a dream core boss, so I thought of going to ask about Chunyu's traces, but now I know that it is just a dead fish, so it can only serve as a monitor at most, and it doesn't even have a mouth to talk. Just pretend it doesn't exist."

Little White Boat: "I'm angry."

Number One: "Breathe."

Ning Yao corrected: "You should say 'get rid of anger'."

Number One tilted his head: "Is there any difference?"

Ning Yao: "The difference between helping someone when they need it and adding fuel to the fire."

Little White Boat roared: "Enough! Stop the damn Chinese class!"

"If we can't dig out the dead fish eye, then our current clues will be lost again. There will be no progress in the search mission at all."

"No, no." Ning Yao's voice sounded confident.

He pointed at the dead fish eyes in the sky: "Some things, just by existing, already explain a lot."