1411 Glad to Know Im No Longer in a Dream (1/2)

Zhang Zian remembered what he said. Earlier, he reminded Famous that people who controlled what happened in their dreams easily became depressed and ultimately disappointed with reality. The only meaning of their life back then was to focus on further practicing how to better control their dreams.

However, comparing any dream with the Butterfly's Dream was like comparing the community kindergarten with the world's top universities.

The Qingming dream was an ordinary person's dream, and he would soon wake up if he slept long enough.

The person in that dream knew, or at least have realized, that he was in a dream. Then, they would be able to actively control what happened in their dream. Although impressive, it is tiring, and the dreams weren't continuous.

The Butterfly's Dream perfectly solved all the Qingming Dream's issues. As long as a person wanted to sleep, they could do so until their body died, while the dream was colorful and no different from reality.

If someone was lonely and widowed, living in a butterfly dream was extremely blissful. They would've lived a life without trouble, sorrow, or pain; everything would go well. They wouldn't have needed to work, but they would still be wealthy.

Even if he realized that this was a dream, Zhang Zian still hesitated when normal people would've simply given in. He also had the urge to simply continue sleeping.

So what if his physical body died in the real world?

A beautiful and fulfilling century had already passed in my dream! Where was the sympathy?

However, he was no longer alone. Although he still didn't have a girlfriend, he had a large group of partners and friends around him. If he only pursues his own happiness, they would be filled with sadness and self-blame. They may even have had several regrets. That would have been too selfish.

So, there was no other option. He still had to choose to return to reality.

Reality may have been full of frustration, failure, injustice, and darkness, but life can also be enjoyable as long as you can restrain your desires.

The most important thing was that although the dream was beautiful, there were no elves.

”Oh!”

Zhang Zian's expression suddenly changed as he screamed aloud because his calf was bleeding after somebody scratched it hard.

The golden cat drew its claws back coldly and stared at him as if to give him a warning.

Someone once left it all alone and went to sleep. It didn't want to experience the same thing again; this scratch was meant to tell him not to even think about it!

He ground his teeth. Why did she still simulate pain so vividly in dreams? Fortunately, this wasn't reality. Otherwise, there would've been another scar on his leg. Summer was here; it was time to show the hair on his legs to ladies. It could've told him its thoughts when he woke up, but it still chose to use its claws here.

The blue-gray cat holds its right paw tightly, also wanting to usher in an ideal world without exploitation and oppression. However, he could've only created such a world with its own two claws and it didn't want others to simply give it even if they were in a dream.

The mute lady lowered her dark green brim and covered her red eyes. She remained silent with her mouth firmly shut tight. She looked like a girl in a vegetative state, a classic character from any Korean drama.

”Quack! Quack! You idiot!” The gray parrot fluttered his wings in the small cage and kept tumbling around. It fluttered its feathers and soon felt dizzy. It was very happy, thinking that Zhang Zian rejecting such a beautiful woman probably meant that he preferred men!

The tree branch in the little monkey's hand dangled and scrapped the ground. Its excitement grew as it thought of how to write such a story for its readers in the future.

The tea-colored cat narrowed its eyes and looked at him, comforted by Zhang Zian's growth and maturity.

Although the white cloud was still frozen, it appeared grayer as a warning sign before it rained.

Zhang Zian bent down and rubbed the scratches on his calves. He originally wanted to urge the elves to leave this dream before revealing his feelings to Zhuang Xiaodie, but they stubbornly remained. Now he was the one who felt embarrassed.

At that moment, he felt something furry swipe the back of his hand, but he looked down only to find nothing.

The elves didn't move from their positions, so who swept his hand?