1361 The Ruler of the World (1/2)

Since another elf was involved, everyone knew of the urgency and seriousness of the issue at hand.

Nobody knew what kind of elf is was or what kind of abilities it had. All they knew was that it could quietly cross the physical barrier and cause people to fall asleep. This was the time when everyone needed to work together, but now Famous abruptly said that he wanted to go to bed...

This... this was unreasonable!

Had the rest not known that Famous's concern for Zhang Zian wouldn't affect one of the elves, they might've started to fight over it.

However, everyone needed him to give a reasonable explanation.

Famous also knew that it wasn't a good time to be sleeping. He could only vaguely explain, ”There is an elf who may know the clue. I don't know the specifics, sot I have to go to my imagined world and ask them.”

Everyone believed that Famous wouldn't lie, but everyone knew that there were only two elves in Famous's Imaginary World: Old Time Tea and Xinghai. Whom was he referring to?

Famous glanced at Xinghai and said, ” Please look after Zhang Zian for now. I'm going to sleep.”

His tone suggested that he wasn't asking, but rather demanding. He had made up its mind even if the other elves opposed it. He needed to sleep so he could be closer to the truth.

Everyone saw that his will was unshakeable and thus said no more.

However, the problem was that Famous never tried to sleep over a short period of time. Besides, in such a stressful situation, he couldn't sleep!

Upset, Famous tried to lie down, first on his side, then looking up at the ceiling. He tried all the possible postures so many times, yet he still couldn't fall asleep. The more he couldn't sleep, the more anxious he became. The more anxious he was, the less sleepy he felt. It was a vicious cycle that insomniacs constantly experience; it was quite painful.

”If we're too loud, do you want to sleep in another bedroom or the storage room?” Vladimir asked, meaning well.

Famous shook his head. If he left his familiar sleeping place, he might've not been able to sleep at all.

Just as his anxiety grew as if he were an ant on a hot pot, he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear.

”Forgive me, for I have sinned...”

With a sudden shake, his neck was poked numerous times without giving him a chance to react. Back and forth, back and forth... The blood supply to the brain seemed to have been briefly interrupted each time.

He saw black in front of his eyes as his consciousness quickly dissipated. He lost control of his body and went limp. His final thought before then was, ”What the hell?! Old Time Tea, you're so cruel!”

With that, he fell asleep.

...

Famous sat up, enraged.

He was no longer on the second floor of the pet shop he knew of, but in a quiet woodland.

The younger version of Old Time Tea stood in front of it and asked with a stern look, ”Brother Famous, what is the meaning of this?”

”Forget it, it's nothing,” Famous said.

He turned around and saw Xinghai, who looked suspicious.

Xinghai had an unexpected expression.