Chapter 103 A Dream Realm Native

The adventurers and mercenaries from the Dream Plane have always been simple and crude when dealing with problems, because they spend most of their time in various ruins and war zones, where there are countless things for them to mess around with. However, since Becky was going to stay at Hao Ren's house, he couldn't do that. Hao Ren had to consider making a training plan for her, at least to prevent this girl from drawing her sword and unleashing a blade storm at every turn...

"So... I caused trouble?" Becky finally realized that she had slashed something that people used daily, and looking at its regular appearance and exquisite decorations (in her eyes), it was probably worth a lot of money. "How much do I have to pay for this?"

Hao Ren stared at Becky for a while, and could only wave his hand weakly, "You don't have any money even if I ask you to pay. Forget it, I'll write it in the report. This counts as a work loss, and the higher-ups should reimburse it."

Becky was relieved and contentedly continued to pick up the snack bags and eat. When she left the Dream Plane, she had said goodbye to Hao Ren and the others but hadn't gone back yet, and she hadn't even had time to eat. She was hungry now. Lily usually valued her snacks more than her life, but she was surprisingly generous at this time, probably because she saw that the bread and cakes in the refrigerator were about to expire, and she planned to take this opportunity to clear out the stock so she could find an excuse to buy new ones. Hao Ren awkwardly looked at Becky's mercenary attire, "You'd better find a place to put your equipment away."

Becky stuffed a mouthful of spicy sticks into her mouth, rolled her eyes, and swallowed hard before putting her hand on the long sword beside her, "Is this your rule here? Foreigners have their weapons confiscated?"

"It's kind of a rule," Hao Ren pointed to Becky's big killer weapon, "You'll easily attract the armed police if you walk on the street with this thing. Also, your mercenary clothes, leather armor, and riding boots, you'd better change them all. They're too conspicuous here."

Becky licked her fingers, stood up, and turned around. As careless as she was, she realized under Hao Ren's reminder that her dress might be too conspicuous in this world, and she thought of how strange Hao Ren and the others' clothes were in the Dream Plane. Naturally, it was easy to understand that she was now in the same situation. She tugged at the scarf in front of her chest and the inlaid belt with a dagger hanging from her waist, "But I don't have any other clothes."

Hao Ren turned his pleading gaze to the girls around him. Finally, Nangong Wuyue stood up, "We're about the same size, so let her wear mine first. I'll wash your clothes for you, and return them when you go back."

Becky scratched her face a little shyly, "I wouldn't want to trouble you, I can do it myself..."

Hao Ren quickly stopped her, "Don't be so polite, or you might chop up my washing machine."

Nangong Wuyue took Becky to her room to pick out clothes. The remaining people in the living room looked at each other. Hao Ren took out the data terminal that was pretending to be dead in his pocket and put it on the coffee table and poked it, "You little rascal, explain this phenomenon."

The data terminal continued to lie down and pretend to be dead, and even turned off all the lights on its body. Seeing this, Hao Ren casually took a Xi Yang Yang sticker from Lily's snack mountain, "Count to three, and if you're still pretending to be dead, I'll stick this thing on your forehead. Dou Dou will definitely like it."

"This machine doesn't even know where its forehead is, so I don't believe you can find it," the data terminal floated up all of a sudden, and then muttered to itself, "This doesn't make sense logically. The teleportation target this machine logged in was only Hilda. How could there be an extra one... and she's a native of the Dream Plane. Logically speaking, her connection with the original world is very stable, and she shouldn't be pulled out so easily."

Vivian looked at the data terminal curiously, "There are things you don't know too?"

"Nonsense, this machine just has a bigger database, it's not omniscient," the data terminal slowly landed on the coffee table, posing at a forty-five-degree angle like a thinker and began to flash its lights slowly, "This machine set the teleportation rules according to the Dream Plane-Surface World mapping logic updated from the local universe database last time, and specially adjusted each participating individual. In theory, this shouldn't have happened."

Hao Ren suddenly had an idea, "Wait, you said last update? When was the Dream Plane mapping rules recorded in the local universe database updated?"

"Ah, it's been several months, back when you weren't an inspector yet, and this machine had just come off the production line."

"Several months?" Hao Ren first felt incredible. He didn't expect that something as high-end and sophisticated as the local universe database would go several months without an update. "How come no one maintains the Dream Plane stuff?"

"You're right, that's the situation. In fact, you also know that before you, there was no special envoy who specifically contacted the Dream Plane. The empire wouldn't put too much energy into this kind of trivial problem—the data update related to the Dream Plane is handled by a folk company called 'Starlight Spire.' They are a business team under an affiliated unit of the Time and Space Administration, under an affiliated civilization," the data terminal said, and seeing Hao Ren's incredulous and deeply questioning expression, it added, "Don't think this is inappropriate. In fact, the Dream Plane has always been very stable. Starlight Spire initially took over the data update business more than five thousand years ago. Since then, they have updated the database tens of thousands of times, but the total amount of corrections is less than one percent. Although the wandering relationship between the Dream Plane and the Surface World seems unstable, it has actually maintained a balance overall... Of course, it seems like there's going to be a problem recently."

Hao Ren was now increasingly understanding the style of the Xiling Empire (or rather, the Xiling Divine System). As rulers at the level of gods, they did have a serious and responsible side, but at the same time, they were also good at solving problems simply and crudely. Their basic unit of management for the endless world was the "universe," which meant that everything below that, whether it was a star system or a galaxy, or even the Dream Plane that occupied half the world, was a detail problem for those gods—something that could be entrusted to assistants at all levels of mortals, and various folk companies, to handle.

Mortals make mistakes, so there would be loopholes in these "trivial" problems, and one of the inspector's responsibilities was to solve and coordinate these loopholes. These were all mentioned in the inspector's employee handbook.

It was just that Hao Ren didn't understand it at the time...

This kind of management method was different from the strict situation in many religious stories where gods stared at the world without letting go, and natural and man-made disasters were used to "purify" mortals who made slight mistakes. It could be said that it gave mortals themselves the greatest degree of autonomy. Only when the lower civilizations made big mistakes would the Time and Space Administration come down to clean up the mess. Apart from that, even if a civilization got hot-headed and tried to become gods on their own, those incredibly generous Xiling apostles would just laugh and scold them as "naughty kids." This was a good thing for all mortal civilizations. They could mess around as much as they wanted, and even if they were about to kill themselves, a bunch of gods would come down to save them. But for the inspector who was caught between mortals and gods, it wasn't so comfortable—Hao Ren now had a headache.

The data terminal also knew what Hao Ren was thinking, "Speaking of... could it be that the mapping relationship is messed up?"

Lily turned her head to look around, feeling that these problems were profound and difficult to understand, "Isn't it just that the balance is weakening, like you said? Like that spaceship, the barrier of the Dream Plane has a hole..."

"It's more serious than that," Hao Ren explained to Lily, "Before, the disappearance of the treasure, the shipwreck, and Hilda's crossing could all be regarded as natural disasters, belonging to self-discovered phenomena. But this time, Becky was accidentally brought out under the circumstances that the data terminal had performed precise calculations and the whole process was highly controllable. This shows that not only will things happen in natural circumstances, but even if safety preparations are made and the procedures are accurate, things will happen. It's a big trouble."

In fact, Hao Ren had another analogy in his mind: this was like getting pregnant in one shot even with all the preparations, including contraception, and the loopholes in the Dream Plane were now unavoidable—but he was too embarrassed to say such unscrupulous words in front of this husky with a pure white expression.

"Excuse me..." Hilda's voice woke Hao Ren from his thoughts. The elven queen seemed to be really unable to sit still, "Is what you are talking about related to my hometown?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Hao Ren waved his hand, then suddenly stood up and made a decision, "Alright, I'll take you to my boss now—I have a lot of things I want to ask her, I really can't wait."

Hilda immediately smiled happily, "That's great, I can't wait either."

(I'm too exhausted to say anything =.=)