Falsifying history is good business

When Lin You brought Rose and her brother back to Forest Manor, it was already late at night in London. The manor villa was quiet, with only dim lights in front of the door, corridors, and hallways. Every room above the second floor was pitch black; it could be assumed that the owners of the manor had fallen asleep.

Lin You also felt that there was no need to rush, so he arranged for Rose and her brother to stay, and let Minerva confront her new "friend" in court tomorrow morning; he himself fell asleep in Diana's gentle and lazy breath.

Although they are both gods, the master and mistress of the Forest family seem to have retained the inherent habits of human beings.

As soon as he fell asleep, Lin You began to dream; and unlike most people who were unaware of themselves in their dreams, he knew exactly where he was and what situation he was in when he was dreaming. In other words, he was intentionally relaxing his mind and letting himself enter the world of dreams.

Precisely because he is aware of his own state, the environment in his dreams is under Lin You's control; he strolls leisurely in "Forrest Manor", observing with interest the manor "constructed" by his subconscious, and discerning the details that are different from the real manor.

The biggest difference is that the manor in the dream has no protective magic circle, because it is the creation of the Olympian God of Fire; not to mention relying on the subconscious in the dream, even when Lin You is awake, he cannot fully restore the powerful power of a true god's creation. Therefore, all the details of the magic circle are naturally "ignored" by the subconscious.

Other than that, there was not much difference. Occasionally, there were some minor differences, which were traces left by Minerva using her divine power in the manor. Because it carried her unique divine aura, it was not copied in the dream.

After walking around the manor lawn twice, a person suddenly walked in from the gate. Lin Youyi looked up and saw that the person was Rose Walker.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Miss Walker." Lin You greeted, not at all surprised by Rose's appearance; although he did not have the ability to interfere with other people's dreams, he had a way to hypnotize people when they were awake and implant specific thoughts into their subconscious minds.

It had been a whole day since Lin You's plan to implant a psychological suggestion of "finding the dream of Bryce de Forest" into Rose's subconscious mind. Even the fact that Rose could easily break into this dream was the result of him deliberately letting her go and weakening her own mental defenses.

"Is this your dream?" Rose had no idea that she had come here following someone's suggestion. She was surprised by Lin You's appearance and the manor in front of her. "I've never seen such a clear environment before. Of course, I'm talking about dreams. I always thought that dreams are all the same. The closer you get to the center, the clearer it is. The closer you get to the edge, the blurrier it is. You may even find that there is nothing there when you get closer."

"Is Shasha's dream also vague?" Lin You didn't exchange too many pleasantries, but went straight to the point.

"That's not the case. Shasha's dream is also very clear, but... such a big place rarely appears in her dream. Most of the time, the scene is very simple and the space is very small. In terms of details... well..." Rose subconsciously glanced at Lin You, and hesitated to speak.

This awkward and weird expression was simply a cover-up, directly exposing the fact that there must be a "major problem" in the little girl's dream.

Lin You said without further ado: "Take me to see it."

Rose was confused: "Mr. Forrester, dreams are also Sasa's privacy. Although you are her brother and Sasa is still young, but...but I think she should also have her own space."

"The Forresters have deep connections in all walks of life in the UK, and they also have great wealth. In other words, I can provide Jed Walker with the best educational resources in the world." Lin You suddenly talked about a topic that had nothing to do with the dream, but every word he said weakened Rose's determination to maintain "justice". "So, for the sake of your own brother, sometimes it is understandable to give up some harmless principles. Don't you think so?"

If these words were to be described using lines from a movie that Lin You had seen in his previous life, it would be: I know Shasha is your closest relative, your best friend, so you don’t have to wait for you to say anything, I’ll take the initiative to give you more money!
The confusion on Rose's face became more and more serious. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly stopped and turned to leave. Lin You followed slowly from behind, expressing satisfaction with the development of the situation.

Although you don't say it, your body is very honest.

As you walk out of the manor gate, you will see a villa that looks very familiar, which is exactly the same as the main building in the center of Forest Manor.

Lin You subconsciously looked back, but saw only chaos, and then he realized that he was in a different dream; although he just took a step towards the door, he had already changed the world after one step, and there was no adjacent state in the concept of three-dimensional space.

Following Ruth's push of the door, the environment and furnishings inside were similar to the real Forrest Manor Villa. Some basic spatial structures, environments, and furnishings had not changed, but at the same time, there were many more things that were not in the real environment, and Lin You could recognize all the extra things.

Starting from the entrance hall, the four corners of the living room, along both sides of the corridor, including the corners of the stairs going up and down the stairs, are filled with square stone platforms of various sizes; there are about seventy or eighty of these stone platforms, which are nothing special in themselves. They are just common furnishings used to place potted plants and small sculptures in homes.

What is strange is what is placed on these platforms; not potted plants, not sculptures, but pieces of holy garments that have been preserved in their original assembled form.

Pegasus, Dragon, Fairy, Phoenix, Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer... and so on! In addition to the two bronze holy garments that were given away and the Ophiuchus in Lin You's hand, the remaining more than 80 holy garments were all displayed in assembled form on the stone platform; upstairs and downstairs, the light was brilliant.

The sacred garment in the center of the foyer is particularly eye-catching. When assembled, it is in the shape of a human, with a spear in the right hand and a shield in the left hand. It is the sacred garment belonging to the reincarnation of Athena herself.

Lin You stood in front of the sacred cloth and looked at it carefully. He saw that the lines on the cloth were clear and the details were full. It was obviously a perfect reproduction of the real image - the other sacred cloths were the same. After confirming this, as a brother, he couldn't help but nodded with relief.

"This little girl may seem out of tune, but she actually knows what's going on. She knows that the power represented by these holy clothes is her important reliance, so they appear in her dream world."

On the other side, this was not the first time that Rose had entered this dream, and the furnishings in the villa no longer amazed her as they did when she first saw them. At this moment, she was actually very nervous, because she clearly remembered what happened every time Sasa took the villa as the center of her dream.

Why wasn't the dream about the manor lawn or the island of magical creatures the most important thing? Rose was so anxious that she almost wanted to turn around and run away.

Unfortunately, Lin You did not give her the chance to hesitate or regret.

"Where is Sasa at this time? In her room or somewhere else?"

The real villa has a lot of space, not to mention that one can freely transform the environment in a dream. Lin You doesn't dare to say that he can find Minerva according to his memory of the real environment.

"She should be on the second floor at this time, which is... right next to her bedroom." Rose said vaguely. Lin You was surprised: "Isn't the study room next to her bedroom the one where she usually attends classes? And in the dream too?"

"It was the same a few times before; but..." Rose hesitated.

"But what?" Lin You asked.

"You'd better go and see for yourself." Rose turned her head away and stopped talking.

Lin You was full of doubts and walked towards the second floor. What he saw along the way was that the situation on the second floor was similar to that on the first floor. Except for the presence of holy robes of various shapes on both sides of the corridor, other places were not much different from the real environment.

I walked to the door of the study room, which was ajar, and Minerva's clear voice came from the room, full of arrogance.

"You have such a smart brain and you can recite the multiplication formula so fluently, but how come you forget it completely every time you have to do the exercises? The vertical form of multiplication is different from the vertical form of addition. When the multiplier is moved up one place, the following addition must also be moved up one place... And what did you write when you were describing the picture? I asked you to imagine, not to write anything..."

The chirping sound was like a restless little kingfisher, coming through the crack in the door and heard clearly by Lin You; he felt inexplicably that these words were very familiar, and he vaguely remembered hearing them at some other time?
Lin You leaned close to the crack in the door and squinted one eye to look inside; Rose behind him opened her mouth several times to inform her friends in the room, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

In the room, Minerva was standing by the desk holding a pile of homework books, pointing out the mistakes and omissions in the homework books one by one; she seemed to be justified, but in fact she was very proud. Her high chin, stretched neck, and nose that looked at people all proved that Miss Forester was enjoying the pleasure of "revenge".

After a long scolding, Minerva slammed the homework book in her hand on the desk and said, "Rewrite all the wrong homework."

After that, the 10-year-old girl walked to the middle of the room, lay down on the rocking chair with her back to the desk, and reminded him comfortably and righteously: "Also, I warn you not to be lazy by thinking of any tricks; don't think that I can't find out your little tricks just because I can't see them. They are all left over from my childhood. Don't think you can fool me, you know, I burned homework books before, can you do it?"

In just a few steps, a ten-year-old girl can walk like a thirty-year-old street kid.

Lin You saw everything, his face turned pale and his forehead was full of black lines; because at this moment, he was the one crying and doing his homework at the desk!

No wonder those words sounded familiar, weren't they what I said when I was helping Minerva with her homework? This little girl actually said it back! And the recliner in the middle of the room, including the words "left over from playing when I was a kid", weren't they all pirated from me?
I guess the only sentence "burn the homework books" is the little girl's own "original" one.

No wonder no one told me about the details of my dream every time I asked them. When I asked Minerva, she would tell me jokes; when I asked Rose Walker, she would hesitate and talk about other things.

It seems that this little girl is playing house in her dream, recreating the scenes of attending classes and doing homework! Moreover, she is playing house with a strong sense of "revenge" and "malice", and has switched her identity.

Lin You was so angry that his nose was crooked. He felt that he had to take back all the "good reviews" he had given to the little girl. How could such a "good sister" who was against Tian Gang be reliable at all?
The door of the study room was pushed open silently. Minerva, who had her back to the desk, was now facing the door. When she looked up, her eyebrows suddenly raised and her eyes glared angrily.

"I told you to do your homework well, but why did you run out again? You always throw away your homework halfway through, and you run out to play for a long time and don't come back!"

Lin You's eyelids twitched when he heard this - why did this girl arrange such a plot? He gritted his teeth and "cooperated" with the performance, saying, "I'm back, aren't I?"

"Did you come back on your own initiative? You obviously came back because you were afraid I would find you. So, I found you after all?" Minerva tried to put on a solemn look on her childish face. "Go back quickly. Your homework will be doubled today. You have to copy it again after you finish it to deepen your memory."

“I can’t write.”

"What?" Perhaps because she realized that the plot dialogue was out of the script, Minerva showed a look of surprise and confusion, but she was unable to immediately discover the truth. "How can I not do my homework?"

Lin You listened to the words he had used to criticize Little Minerva, and his eyes gradually became dangerous; however, he did not reveal the truth immediately, but pointed in the direction of the desk: "There is someone occupying the desk over there, how can I write?"

"Huh?" Minerva turned her head in confusion, and sure enough, she saw a crying Lin You buried in writing, as if he was completely unaware of the conversation happening at the door.

"It's strange, why is it so messy again? He doesn't write when he should, and he doesn't play when he should." The little girl muttered to herself, and words that once belonged to her brother came out one after another.

Rose outside the door stroked her forehead with her hand, unable to bear to see this naive friend falling deeper into the pit, so she quickly stuck her head out from behind Lin You and waved to Minerva.

"Hi, Shasha, that..." Rose only called out the name to attract Minerva's attention, and she couldn't say the rest of the words; she could only hide in an angle that Lin You couldn't see and wink at him as if she was about to kill a chicken.

Minerva was such a smart girl that she understood it immediately. Her face froze, and her neck seemed to be rusted. She turned towards Lin You at the door with difficulty. Her arrogant look disappeared, replaced by a stiff and awkward smile.

When she met Lin You's eyes, she could read a different and meaningful meaning in his gaze. The little girl suddenly felt a chill, as if struck by lightning. She had a sad face, but she didn't give up, holding on to the last bit of hope, and tentatively called out, "Brother?"

Lin You smiled brightly and responded in a very gentle tone: "Hey, it's me!"

The little girl closed her eyes, leaned back, and screamed, causing the entire rocking chair to fall backwards. (End of this chapter)