Staring at the empty shell, Zhang Zian's mind once again fell into an endless spiral of thoughts.
Was this another dream?
Zhuang Xiaodie's final words were planted in his heart like seeds sprouting and growing frantically.
Everything around him was so real. Whether it was his staff that he interacts with daily to the empty shell of this swallowtail butterfly. Excluding the three days when he was in a deep sleep, everything else matched with what happened before that.
The elves were there, too.
Was he truly back in reality?
Not necessarily.
Last time, Zhuang Xiaodie chose to start the dream when his parents were alive and fine-tuned the timing of some things. It was a dream without elves.
However, after learning from the previous experience and lessons, she felt that making a dream too beautiful raised suspicion. Thus, she created this dream to be no different from reality and even simulated a game that can capture elves...