CH 33

“So was it all just a dream?”

Chen Fann looked at his aged face in the mirror. Turns out that his strength was just an illusion and his real self was just an ordinary person without any fortuitous encounters.

“I’m currently just an old man who lost the ability to survive and can’t await the arrival of my sister. What reason is there to live?”

For some inexplicable reason, Chen Fann thought of suicide.

It was like a voice kept nudging him that there was no point living that way, that it was impossible to see his sister again in this lifetime. Instead of straining to survive, he might as well end his life. At least that way he would die decently.

“The trees will wilt, and humans will perish. The flowers of life will wither and eventually die. There is no disparity between living one more day and dying now.”

” Death is the end of life. Just like when lights go out, the events of life will disappear and its terrible memories get forgotten”

When suicidal thoughts appeared, his heart got demonic. The voice constantly uncovered new reasons for him to commit suicide.

the voice told him directly and nonstop ” hurry up and commit suicide! hurry up and commit suicide!”

Suicide…

Suicide?

In a trance, he thought of the System in his dream. Even at his lowest and most desperate moments, it never gave up on him. From the start to the end, the system always strived to make his life well, no matter how difficult it got.

When did I become so weak?

Why do I have to commit suicide?

Chen Fann  widened his eyes as he stared at his old self in the mirror.

“Haha… What a dream!”

“You’re too impatient.”

No matter how hard it got, he had never thought of suicide.

He wasn’t that cowardly.

The voice in his heart was not his. Had it been his voice then it would have never encouraged him to be suicidal.

Moreover, although this dream seemed to be very advanced, thinking about it carefully, there were actually many contradictions.

If all his experiences with the System were dreams, if he was just an ordinary person, how could he have survived alone on earth for sixty years? How did he survive the extreme weather conditions? How did he survive so long after the Mountain Trolls revived?

If he was just an ordinary person, it would be impossible for him to live alone on Earth for 60 years.

Not to mention the food supplies, extreme weather conditions, the revival of extraordinary creatures. Just getting sick was enough to kill him.

Not to mention that he still lived to 80 years old!

This was the greatest absurdity!

This was something that would only happen in a dream!

“What a brilliant dream. It’s a pity that you don’t understand humans at all Peach Blossom Tree, do you?”  Chen Fann’s lips curved into a mocking smile then instantly shattered the mirror in front of him with a punch.

His mental strength had long surpassed that of humans as it was incomparably powerful. When he discovered that this was just a dream within a dream, all the complicated memories in it could no longer affect him.

The memories of living as an ordinary person for sixty years were originally deliberately stuffed in his mind. Since they didn’t belong to him, they could neither affect him nor his judgment in any way.

Bang!

The mirror shattered.

“Impossible! How can there exist a human capable of getting out of the most despairing dream in his heart?”

After the mirror shattered, a peach tree with an eye and a mouth appeared in front of him, and spoke in his language.

“It really is you!”

When he discovered that this was a dream, he immediately thought that the main culprit behind the plot was most likely the peach blossom tree.

Being in the base recently and living the same life daily, he never encountered anything special. The only special thing about it were the peach blossoms that bloomed nearby.

Peach blossoms, in the historical culture of the Heavenly Dynasty, originally held the meaning of dreams.

Moreover, unnoticed to him, the peach trees around the base grew at a strange speed. After all, being ordinary trees, they didn’t usually emit any dangerous aura. However, now that he had a dream within a dream, the only thing that could cause the situation was a rather unique peach tree.

As for why his sense of crisis did not alert him, it was also because he had been attacked in his dream. A crisis omen only gave an early warning whenever there was danger under the premise that he was conscious. Whilst sleeping, the sense of danger definitely wouldn’t be able to warn him.

Furthermore, the peach blossom tree’s dream technique was quite shrewd. It didn’t kill him directly, instead, it exploited his fear to weave the most terrifying dream. Then when he got extremely desperate, he was tempted to commit suicide.

What a terrifying means of dreaming.

To this day, his worst fear was loneliness. He feared that everything he had experienced was a dream, afraid that he would always be alone, afraid that he would never see his sister again.

The peach blossom tree used his heart’s darkest fear to weave a dream that he mistook for reality.

When the most dreaded thing occurs, a human’s fragile spirit would be unable to endure it. Usually, in these moments, one could easily get bewitched and prompted to commit suicide.

Unfortunately, his spirit was much stronger than an average human’s. He was no longer the Chen Fann who would shrink in a corner and cry out of fear.

The current him would never have suicidal thoughts.

“How can a weak human escape the most terrifying dream? Impossible! Why didn’t you commit suicide? How did you see through the illusion?” The peach tree’s eyes were still wide open in shock.

“There’s not that much reason but since you’ve failed, it’s time to die.”  Chen Fann was too lazy to converse with the peach blossom tree. He directly threw a punch at it.

When dealing with this kind of tree, he could break it with one punch.

“Intelligent human, please show mercy.”

Just as Chen Fann was about to smash the peach tree, an ancient voice suddenly sounded. Afterward, a circle of ripples appeared in the void as an old pagoda tree emerged.

The roots of the old locust tree split down into a pair of thick legs. Its branches and leaves were more like his white hair, representing his multiple years of vicissitudes. It walked slowly and leisurely, like an old man.

“So it still has a helper.”  Chen Fann coldly harrumphed.

“You have misunderstood. Treants are born as peaceful beings and have no intention of participating in the complexities of the world. We only want to bloom and flourish quietly in the forest, and do not wish to harm you.”

“Are you still peaceful beings? What a huge joke!” Chen Fann sneered. “If you were truly peaceful, would you use my innermost fears to create illusions and trap me in a life-threatening situation?”

“At the dawn of the apocalypse, we treants are only slaves, just a small boat in the torrent of fate, unable to control our own fate. The peach tree attacked you because it was controlled.”

“Only in dreams can I communicate with you freely and not be controlled.”

” Do you think I’m a three-year-old child to be easily bewitched by you?”

“There are three thousand beautiful languages, but lies are not among them. With your wisdom, you must know that the old locust tree is not lying, for it never speaks falsehood.”

“We treants  are just a race of unfortunate people. We were born to be enslaved by the totem beast Forest Troll of the tree race, the same one who controlled the peach tree to attack you. It is currently monitoring you in the real world and as long as you are still alive, he will immediately attack you.”