I am God LSLCCF

Chapter 265: I Hope All Beautiful Dreams Can Connect with the Mortal World

Dream Realm.

The Spirit Grand Library looked like an enormous tree. Though one could see densely packed glass windows on it, layers upon layers of vines grew on the outer surface, with different flowers entangled in these vines.

Golden Sun Cups, Silver Cups of Desire, Red Blood Mist Cups.

At first glance, it was colorful and full of vitality.

The ancient and ornately carved wooden doors stood open, heavy yet emanating the fragrance of wood. When one stepped inside, a troubled heart would immediately calm.

The library had no stairs. Instead, its interior was divided into countless large and small compartments, extending all the way to the highest dome.

Inside the library, one could see groups of little spirits flying back and forth holding books. In the compartments of various sizes, many spirit figures could be seen, though most were not there to seriously read.

Some were delivering books collected from the mortal world through dreams, while others were on rotation to help organize the books.

Or they were simply there to take a nap.

There were also little spirits reciting their own poetry from notebooks at podiums, with groups of little spirits below applauding, clamoring, or laughing loudly.
However, from a distance, one couldn’t hear them speaking or making any noise at all.

This was because of a sound-suppressing divine technique here.

Any sound beyond three meters would be absorbed by the divine technique, unable to spread further.

The Dream Sovereign claimed this was to create a good environment. But clearly, it was aimed at silencing these noisy little spirits.

The upper-level glass-windowed compartments were spacious. Through the windows, one could see the vines, flowers, and sky outside, like a heavenly garden.

The Dream Sovereign was reading, with various books, scrolls, and clay tablets placed beside her.

The books recorded all kinds of creatures.

Some had gone extinct, while others still existed in this world.

“This won’t do.”

“This won’t work either.”

Dream Spirit Hila rubbed her forehead, feeling somewhat troubled.

“This one seems… not very attractive.”

“This one doesn’t have that dreamy, aspirational feeling.”

Long ago, Hila had told God Yinsai that she wanted to create an entirely new dream race.

But until now, she still hadn’t decided exactly what kind of dream race to create.

What she wanted was too perfect, making it nearly impossible to find a corresponding model in the real world.

Hila recalled something God had said: if one feels their own wisdom and knowledge are insufficient, they can borrow the wisdom and knowledge of others.

“This is called collective wisdom.”

Hila remembered this phrase and immediately stood up, her eyes lighting up. Without hesitation, she sprang into action.

Hila summoned all the spirits to gather in front of the library. Some little spirits floated in midair, some lay on balloons yawning, while others wore strange monster hats and made faces at each other below.

But as soon as Hila began speaking, all the spirits immediately quieted down.

They all focused intently on listening to Lady Hila speak.

“I hereby announce a competition,” she declared. “Everyone will draw what they think is the most beautiful and interesting being. It can be something that exists in reality or something imagined.”

“I will be the judge and evaluate whose drawing is the best and most impressive.”

“The winner will get the first position to grant children’s wishes at this year’s Wish Festival.”

As soon as Hila finished speaking, the spirits’ eyes lit up and they let out cheers.

Even the yawning, sleepy little spirits suddenly became energetic.

For them, this was more appealing than a divine artifact.

The Wish Festival was the spirits’ most important holiday, the day they valued most all year.

Being able to go first to the dream star sea and fulfill children’s dreams on this most solemn festival was seen as the most glorious thing by the little spirits.

Although Hila’s idea was good, the results were not as expected.

The little spirits presented one unreliable idea after another, with all sorts of drawings flying to Hila like snowflakes.

“Lady Hila, this is mine.”

“Mine, mine, I must be first place.”

“Look at mine, I drew it so well.”

Looking at the drawings by each little spirit, Hila suddenly felt the little spirits might have misunderstood what she meant by beautiful.

There were terrifying great monsters and frightening yet strangely cute creatures.

Creatures that should have been utterly terrifying in reality became playful and adorable in these doodles.

But clearly, such proposals could not be used.

—

Inside the Pyramid Temple.

Yin Shen looked at the spirits’ doodles. Some appeared very crude, while others looked quite exquisite.

But even the most exquisite ones had an element of childlike innocence and amusement.

For example, one spirit drew a fluffy head with three eyes, thinking it was super cool and very beautiful.

“God!” Hila exclaimed. “Their ideas are completely unusable. Wasn’t this supposed to be about collective wisdom? Why didn’t it work?”

Hila’s idea was indeed not bad. However, the subjects of her collective wisdom were the other spirits.

Although spirits were the most numerous in this Creator’s Domain, and it would be difficult for her to find others for collective wisdom, when it comes to play, spirits could point out a hundred ways. Even with a simple cat’s cradle game, they could play it in a hundred different styles.

When it comes to serious matters, spirits were never reliable.

Yin Shen looked at the little spirits’ doodles, flipping through them page by page. Through the drawings, one could sense the innocent and playful hearts of the spirits.

“Although the little spirits’ preferences are strange, I find them quite interesting. Isn’t it precisely because of this that they are spirits born from beautiful dreams?”

But seeing Hila’s troubled face, Yin Shen still decided to give her some guidance.

“Although I don’t want to interfere with your train of thought, I can tell you some things you are capable of doing.”

“At least to give you a direction.”

Yin Shen looked at Hila and told her.

“If you want to nurture life forms that can naturally pass on their bloodline, races that rely on ordinary bloodlines to reproduce like the Trilobite Men, People of the Abyss, Snake People, and Winged People.”

“It’s actually very difficult.”

“Even with the Mother Conch of All Things, the final stable form that can be created is uncertain.”

“So according to your idea, the race you want to create must be a dream ability race that is inherently transcendent.”

Yin Shen put aside the spirits’ doodles and stood up, continuing.

“The mythical blood of the Dream Ability combines parts of life and wisdom, yet has a completely different aspect.”

“It needs a carrier, which is accurately speaking a kind of environment.”

“For example, the carrier for spirits is the Sun Cup, but spirits are actually born from the Sun Cup Flower Sea.”

“Dream races are likely to be similar to spirits.”

“They are life forms born from the fusion of the Dream Ability with a certain thing, combined with an environment.”

“They are born from dreams and integrate with environments in reality.”

“Just like spirits, First-Rank can traverse the Dream Realm, Second-Rank can use miracle powers through dream eggs, and Third-Rank can integrate a real area in reality and transform it into their own dream domain.”

“Finally, they gradually move from illusory dreams to reality, bit by bit.”

Yin Shen gazed at Hila and concluded:

“So, rather than trying to choose what kind of individual life form you want to create first, you should think about what kind of environment you want the new dream race to be born from.”

Hila lowered her head and nodded seriously.

A thoughtful expression appeared in her eyes—

—

The Spirit Grand Library was empty, with only a dazed librarian standing at the counter.

Since the God-Given Land merged with the former Spirit Country, there were quite a few beings similar to half-spirits of wishes.

For example, much of the order and collection in the Spirit Grand Library was maintained by them.

They had formed contracts with spirits during their lifetimes, and after death, instead of entering the dream star sea, they came here.

However, because they were Wisdom Ability users, it was difficult for them to maintain a fully conscious state after death without bodies. They were mostly in a hazy state of mind, occasionally becoming lucid.

In the Spirit Country, they were more like task-executing tools, indifferent to outside matters.

“Let me see. Where are you hiding?” The mischievous Shelly sneaked into the Grand Library, her eyes rolling around searching for her target.

Suddenly, she disappeared from her spot.

A black shadow on the ground writhed forward, constantly approaching the target.

Shelly jumped out all at once.

She hugged a beautiful golden-haired great spirit tightly, clutching the other’s golden robe and refusing to let go.

“Hehe! Caught you.”

Seeing it was Shelly the great demon king, the great spirit didn’t dare to resist at all and directly curled up into a ball.

It turned into a Sun Cup, motionless.

As if saying, “I’m just a flower, I know nothing, and I won’t move.”

How could Shelly fall for such a trick? Moreover, only spirits could do such an obvious act of self-deception right in front of someone.

“Stop pretending,” Shelly demanded. “Hurry up, make some candy for me. You make it for them, but not for me, and you’re even hiding from me.”

Shelly stood with her hands on her hips, the terrifying dark shadow behind her twisting, looking like a world-ending demon king.

“I am a divine being,” she declared. “I want the best, don’t you dare skimp on me.”

Shelly had found out that this spirit made the most beautiful and delicious candy.

If you’re wondering how Shelly knew this, there were traitors among the little spirits who, under Shelly’s tyranny, betrayed their companions.

The great spirit, looking pitiful, obediently made candy for Shelly.

Shelly ate the candy smugly. Although it might not be as fragrant as the miracle tools created in the Pyramid Temple, it felt completely different.

She loved the little spirits the most.

But she didn’t know if the little spirits liked this kind of love.

As soon as Shelly entered, Hila noticed her.

Dream Sovereign Hila’s voice came from above, sounding somewhat helpless.

“Shelly, are you bullying the children again?”

Shelly immediately said with a smile: “I’m making friends with them. Right?”

The great spirit nodded pitifully.

Hila said to Shelly: “If you lie, God will take away your little conch horn.”

Shelly immediately covered her waist, carefully surveying her surroundings with a scared look.

The other mischievous little spirits hiding in the corners immediately saw Shelly’s expression. Their eyes lit up one by one, as if they had discovered something extraordinary.

“Did you see that? Did you see?” A little spirit pointed at Shelly, wanting to shout out loud but immediately lowering its voice as it spoke, also afraid of being heard by Shelly.

“Even the great demon king has times when she’s scared.” Other spirits discussed as if they had seen a ghost.

“Next time when she bullies us, let’s go tell the Creator,” a spirit made a terrifying suggestion.

One of the spirits wearing a monster hat imitated a fierce expression: “Let the Creator take away her little conch horn.”

Another spirit pulled its robe into two corners, pretending to be a ghost and said viciously: “No more blowing allowed.”

This idea delighted all the spirits present.

They held hands and started dancing on the spot.

“La la la la la la!”

They were just short of holding a grand celebration to commemorate this clever idea.

A group of little spirits, contemplating going to the Creator to tattle.

But then, the next question arose.

Who would go to the Pyramid Temple to face the great Creator Yinsai and report the evil deeds of the great demon king Shelly?

“You go!”

“You go!”

“You go.”

Everyone was also afraid of the Creator’s majesty, pushing the responsibility of tattling onto each other.

In the end, no one went. As they argued, they forgot about Shelly bullying and threatening them.

Shelly was unaware that a group of little spirits were discussing going to tattle on her behind her back. At this moment, she was scampering up to the upper level of the Spirit Grand Library, coming before Hila.

The book in front of Hila had changed again, now showing records of various terrestrial landforms.

There were even drawings of the Moon Light Jungle, Heaven’s Mirror, and Lava Mountain.

Shelly also knew that Hila had been thinking about how to create a new dream race recently, but she didn’t know exactly how far Hila had gotten.

She leaned on the table, standing on tiptoes to look forward.

“Hila, Hila. Have you created it yet?” Shelly asked excitedly. “A new dream being, a race as interesting as the little spirits.”

Hila suddenly felt guilty and embarrassed.

Because she had been dawdling for so long that she couldn’t even claim to have made a start. If it weren’t for the Creator giving her some inspiration, she would still be at square one.

Let alone having already created dream beings.

“I will figure it out,” Hila replied. “But… it needs a little time.”

Hila smiled somewhat quietly, somewhat shyly.

She didn’t look much like the lively and active spirits.

But in terms of procrastination, her spirit side was fully evident.

At this moment, Shelly straightened up and said to Hila with the air of an experienced person.

“Do you want me to teach you? I created the Snake People and the Winged People, I’m very impressive, you know!”

This did give Hila a hint.

Hila immediately asked Shelly about her ideas for creating the Snake People and Winged People.

“Oh right, Shelly. Back then, how did you come up with the idea of creating the Snake People and the Winged People?”

Shelly folded her arms and hummed twice.

“When I was creating the Snake People, I found a lizard whose legs had degenerated. It tried to bite me in the swamp, so I caught it.”

“I swung it around in circles all the way to the seaside.”

“Then I blew the Mother Conch of All Things to summon the Ruhe Beast Island…”

On the City of Life, this half-dead lizard underwent another transformation after being illuminated by the Eye of Mutation, becoming very similar to a real snake.

“I saw it had become more slippery, but it also looked like it was about to die, so I threw it into the Mother Conch of All Things.”

“Finally, using it as a template, I tried many times,” Shelly explained. “The first stable life form was Sermos.”

Dream Sovereign Hila nodded and then asked, “What about the Winged People?”

Shelly had somewhat forgotten about this.

Shelly thought for a while, then suddenly made an “Oh” sound.

“I remember now.”

She didn’t say it directly, but quickly ran downstairs.

Black shadows extended their hands, converging in the sky to form stairs, rotating to carry Shelly downwards.

But when Shelly looked back, she found that Hila hadn’t followed.

She stood at the top, still not understanding what had happened.

Hila was still not quite used to Shelly’s somewhat fast-paced personality. When Shelly thought of something, she would immediately want to go and do it.

Shelly waved at Hila while jumping.

“Don’t just look at me!”

“Come along!”

Hila’s golden robe fluttered as she flew, following Shelly who was running down the spiral staircase.

The two of them left the Spirit Grand Library together.

As soon as they exited the Spirit Grand Library, the spiral staircase turned into a slide. Shelly slid all the way down the slide formed by converging shadows.

The slide passed through the Sun Cup Flower Sea, finally arriving at its edge.

Shelly’s long slide attracted many spirits to come out and watch, their faces showing envious expressions.

Hila, like the wind, circled around Shelly and landed with her at the edge of the Sun Cup Flower Sea.

From here, they could clearly see the scenes within the Divine Cup.

The most eye-catching and attention-grabbing were naturally the Dreams of Law, as large as mountains.

Shelly looked down, searching for a long time.

But she couldn’t find the dream she was looking for.

She immediately gestured and told Hila.

“Why can’t I find it?”

“It’s the one where people grow wings and fly towards the sky.”

There were many Dreams of Law in the Divine Cup. Hila, being the controller of the Divine Cup, naturally knew which one Shelly was talking about.

“That’s God Yinsai’s dream about flying.”

Hila waved her hand, and a huge Dream of Law floated up.

Shelly immediately pointed at it and exclaimed: “That’s the one!”

“I saw this and then wanted to create a race that could fly.”

The spirit nodded and said with some sighing.

“No wonder.”

“A race that can fly, born from such a beautiful dream.”

After hearing this, Shelly seemed a bit disheartened.

“Originally, I wanted to create a more beautiful and pretty race.”

“But in the end, I only created the current form of the Winged People.”

It sounded like she wasn’t too satisfied with her own creation.

Hila, however, was completely immersed in observing the divine dreams.

One after another, the very first, most original dreams floated out from the Divine Cup.

These were not the later condensed Dreams of Law, but the dreams of Creator Yinsai.

In God Yinsai’s dreams, she saw icy worlds, lakes reflecting stars, and summer night forests.

She saw golden waves of wheat, with rustling sounds as the wind swept over them.

“Ice, lakes, forests.”

Seeing these dreams, she once again recalled the past.

“We were born from God Yinsai’s most innocent and interesting dreams, born from the most radiant golden sun sea.”

“Then other dream races must also be born from the most beautiful dreams.”

“The most beautiful dreams create the most beautiful beings.”

Dream Sovereign Hila vaguely had an idea. She already felt an urge to realize it.

“I have an idea.”

Shelly was also somewhat expectant. She quickly asked.

“What is it, what is it?”

“Can you tell me?”

Hila smiled at Shelly and gently shook her head.

“I haven’t fully thought it through yet, but if I really create it, I’ll definitely invite you to witness it.”

After saying this, she seriously added a sentence.

“And God too.”

Hila had some initial ideas. She decided to create new dream races based on beautiful environments like ice, lakes, and forests.

However, after these new era dream races are born, how should they be settled?

The God-Given Land certainly wouldn’t work, as it was already sufficient with the spirits there.

Placing them directly in the mortal world didn’t seem quite right either.

At this moment, Shelly suggested: “My place, they can be put in my place.”

“There’s nothing in my place, it’s all empty.”

—

This was the lowest layer of the Dream Realm, the continent of the Dream Realm.

Perhaps it could be called the Dream Continent.

Looking up, they saw the dream star sea was out of reach, and the Dream Sun and God’s Silver Moon appeared hazy.

This continent, somewhat similar to Ruhe Beast Island, was the manifestation of all the Life Ability mythical blood stored in the Mother Conch of All Things.

The sea didn’t really exist. Inside, one could see the shadows of all living beings.

Endless schools of fish swam by, water dragons with raised necks chased the fish, and all kinds of aquatic beasts and insects could be seen in the sea.

But when you reached out to grab them, you’d find that all of this was just the life imprint stored in the Mother Conch of All Things, not really existing.

As the moon set and the sun rose, various projections began to appear on the continent. Forests, ice fields, snowy mountains, and swamps appeared one after another.

Various creatures surged forth on them in succession.

But as the sun set, they completely dissipated.

“This is my City of Life and Kingdom.”

Hila followed Shelly to this place, and she saw the female knight again.

Sermos, wearing armor, had just returned.

She was organizing the life imprints on this continent and in the sea.

The female knight bowed to Shelly and Hila.

Hila smiled and nodded. After paying her respects, the female knight returned to her busy work.

Shelly stood on the city wall, looking at the bare world outside.

“There’s nothing.”

“It doesn’t look good at all.”

Shelly’s power was life, able to create various forms of life.

But only beings with mythical blood could exist in the Dream Realm.

So ordinary trees and plants couldn’t grow here, and ordinary life couldn’t exist in the Dream Realm.

On the contrary, the Dream Ability could create all sorts of things here.

This power to turn illusion into reality was the spirits’ miracle power, the magical Light of Wishes.

Hila told Shelly: “Dream races can transform everything in reality into Light of Wishes. This substance composed of spirituality and mythical blood can also exist in the Dream Realm.”

“If you allow dream races to settle here, it would be a very good thing.”

“Your place is very large and should become even larger in the future.”

“Dream races can make your place beautiful, with all kinds of beautiful regions and miraculous creations. It will definitely look very nice then.”

Hila added, “In the future, it won’t be inferior to the God-Given Land.”

Shelly was very happy: “Okay, okay!”

Hila said to Shelly: “However, in the future, this place can be one of their homes. You can’t bully them, okay?”

Shelly immediately showed a cute smile and put her little hands behind her back.

“I’m very obedient, always listening to God’s words.”

“How could I bully others!”

Hila looked at Shelly skeptically, while Shelly responded “sincerely” with her big emerald eyes.

Fortunately, there were no other little spirits nearby.

Otherwise, a bunch of spirits would instantly jump out to accuse Shelly, the great demon king, of various “evil deeds”.

Hila breathed a sigh of relief for finding a place for the new dream races to settle.

Hila looked around this Dream Continent.

The land Shelly created was very suitable. Even though it had just come into existence, it had ample space.

But Shelly suddenly recalled what Hila had just said and felt there was a problem.

“This place is just one of their homes?”

“Could it be…”

“They have other homes?”

Hila nodded: “I hope all beautiful dreams can connect with the mortal world.”