Gu Hang woke up feeling clear-headed and refreshed. A good night's sleep, coupled with what seemed like an added boost from a special power, had eased the previous sense of fatigue.
But subjectively, his mental state was a bit... muddled.
The robust man shrouded in gentle golden light, wearing a laurel crown in the dream, was obvious without saying.
But the key question was... why?
I'm just a minor governor from a remote cosmos domain, what virtue or ability do I have?
I haven't done anything extraordinary!
Just saved a few billion people, defeated a Great Demon, and even attracted the attention of one of the Four Gods, the Benevolent Father...
You want to send dreams, to enter dreams?
Isn't that a bit much, big shot?
Gu Hang really couldn't determine if this was a good or bad thing.
He even couldn't be sure if this was real or fake.
