Chapter 2: I Really Don't Want to Destroy the World (Seeking Recommendations and Favorites)

To pursue defensive capabilities, medieval castles were built by stacking massive rocks, resulting in small windows and poor lighting conditions.

Especially in the great hall of Sotos Castle, even during the day, many Candles had to be lit.

Aaron stood in a corner, watching his father, his elder brother, and a group of Knights arguing intensely about something, yet his eyes were fixed on those white Candles.

"In this world with low productivity, commoners also use Candles or oil Lamps for lighting, but the castle uses beeswax Candles, which produce very little smoke when burning, while commoners can only use paraffin Candles or animal fat... if used too much, their eyes might even be blinded by the smoke."

As for the arguments between his father and his advisors, and the conflicts with the neighboring territory, Aaron was perfectly clear about them in his heart.

Come to think of it, he truly admired the transmigrators in the novels of his past life—that kind of erudition where one person could promote major technological development, or even industrial upgrading, as if they had an encyclopedia stored in their brain.

Aaron was speechless; he was almost sick of looking at the sea level.

Once, Aaron had seen a clever serf child who, while Colin was inspecting the farmland, wanted to report the Tax Officer for corruption.

Aaron even suspected that this was just a special Dream, and not some Golden Finger.

The Night Curtain descended.

Aaron, bare-chested, waved his hand to let a beautiful maid with a blush on her face leave the room, and looking at the closed door, he thought to himself.

At this moment, Aaron felt no desires or cravings in his heart, like a sage, and as he closed his eyes, he entered the land of dreams.

"The Davis Family is not satisfied with our previous proposal; they want more..."

As for killing Colin and directly taking his position?

To tell the truth, he had entertained this thought, but after weighing the supporters of both sides and his status in the heart of Theodore, he gave up this not-so-tempting idea.

Boom!

Aaron had also tried once, and after experiencing many failures, he finally figured out a method to produce cheap and durable paper, thereby building a papermaking workshop.

In the territory, the word of the lord is law! Any resistance without strength is a joke!

As for the content of the shouting, Colin didn't even bother to listen!

His consciousness expanded infinitely, as if breaking through some shackle, extending and expanding to the ends of the earth...

Since then, Aaron had become more cautious, or rather, silent.

When it came to him, as a liberal arts student, he could only recall some extremely limited and fragmented information.

Aaron also followed along and shouted a few slogans, but he was uninterested.

The men in the hall howled savagely, with Colin being the most red-faced and thick-necked among them.

And the conflict between the Sotos Family and the Davis Family also arose because of this workshop.

"Although that's the case, Colin had his engagement broken, yet I have to go to the battlefield for him; it's really annoying. Blades and arrows have no eyes, and I might just die... I can't bear to part with the maidens at home..."

Feeling the Weakness in his consciousness as if he had returned to infancy, along with the clarity of gradually shaking off the madness, Aaron was on the verge of tears.

Because the profits of the papermaking workshop aroused the covetousness of the Davis Family, they had previously sent some spies, and later the Patriarchs of both sides discussed it several times, finally signing a peace agreement, of which the marriage contract between the Diji of both sides was the symbol.

It wasn't until he tried many times later and discovered that he entered the same Dream every time that he finally had to admit that this might not be a dream, but an alien world.

"Yes, Father." Aaron was silent for a moment before responding calmly.

When he was still an infant, Aaron had entered this dream and seen the blue ocean.

However, a mere papermaking workshop could be considered payment for all these years of free food and drink.

【I am independent of all Dimensions; I am indescribable, unspeakable!】

Within this Light, there seemed to be hidden unspeakable horror and Weirdness.

It was as if... a pure observer, a prisoner fixed in one position.

Theodore, for some reason, glanced at the corner: "Aaron, you are sixteen now, an adult; it is time to go to the battlefield to earn your own merit."

"If I close my eyes, the world ceases to exist..."

However, with the passage of time, he realized that his consciousness seemed to be getting stronger bit by bit.

As a transmigrator, he did have a Golden Finger, although it was very useless: as soon as he fell asleep, he would enter this dream, and he would maintain clarity, like being in a state of lucid dreaming.

This action immediately made Aaron give up hope and understand his situation.

Or rather, every night's entry into the dream was strengthening the power of his consciousness.

"But... why is it located in an ocean?"

At this moment, in his heart, fragments of broken information emerged:

【I am the dream, I am entropy, I am everything!】

In the sky, that star that seemed eternal and unchanging suddenly had Scarlet spots crawling onto its surface, and the spots then connected into patches, dyeing the entire sun red!

The Scarlet Light shone down, covering the earth and the ocean...

And he himself was in a very strange state, seemingly suspended above the sea surface, yet seemingly without any weight.

His sleep quality had always been good; basically, he could fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

After all, with the existence of the legitimate heir Colin, Theodore, as an old-school noble, could never let him inherit the territory, and in order to centralize power, Theodore also rejected any behavior that would split the territory.

It was not just the ancient Eastern rituals that were cannibalistic; the rules of the West were the same.

Until tonight!

Splash!

The sea level parted, and sea fish floated to the surface, then their scales burst open, as if many nematodes were wriggling under the flesh, growing sharp claws and teeth...

Then that father of his, in name only, just gave a verbal compliment and ordered the butler to confiscate the workshop for the public.

After all, because of his own show of weakness, although Colin didn't quite like him, he hadn't directly killed him, so it was still a bit hard for him to strike first.

The strange fish gathered together, Bite, devouring, and merging with each other...

As the second son of the family, when he grew up, he would at most receive a meager gift of money, and then he would have to find his own way.

Aaron opened his eyes and saw a blue ocean: "Here again, this Dream again!"

Not far away, a larger shadow emerged; a whale-like creature became the final victor, beginning an even more frenzied fleshly aberration...

He even needed to be grateful, grateful that he was not a commoner or even a lowly serf at the very bottom.

The moment the thought stirred, Aaron felt as if a floodgate had opened in his consciousness, and the power accumulated over sixteen years poured out!

But now...

But how to put it, Aaron Sotos really couldn't muster any enthusiasm.

After all, this was a society where two lords could start a fight over a single wild boar; having delayed going to the battlefield until now, he was already lucky enough.

Sixteen years of accumulation seemed to have finally reached a certain limit!

Although his reincarnation technique was decent, it was still lacking in the end.

Then, before the other party could even rush to Colin's side, they were kicked half to death by the guards for blocking the path of a noble lord with their filthy body!

Aaron Sotos felt an indescribable sensation.

Of course, even extremely limited information was exceptionally precious in this era.

He was like a ghost; any object could pass through him, while he himself possessed not a shred of strength, unable to pick up a single speck of dust.

"I... I didn't mean to..."

Theodore drew his dagger and nailed it fiercely into the wooden table, the end still trembling: "We must let them know they have made a huge mistake!"

Powerful strength surged in his heart; it seemed that with a wave of his hand, he could change everything before him!

He smiled, looking at the sea level that seemed unchanged for sixteen years, as well as the sun in the sky, and thought with a hint of madness: "If I could change it, this sun looks so boring; it would be better if it were red!"

Disorder, Chaos... he himself seemed to be in the center of a void, with twisted afterimages dancing accompanied by emerald flames and the sound of a mad flute...

His body was falling, and he gave a sudden jolt.

【I am omnipotent!】

【I am... the 'Dream Creator'!】

Seeking support for the new book.

(End of this chapter)