"You know what? I had a dream again last night."
Hao Ren swallowed a mouthful of buns before mumbling during breakfast.
Halfway through filling Y'lisbet's bowl with rice, Vivian paused and looked at Hao Ren with concern. "What precognitive dreams did you have again?"
"Bah, it was a mess," Hao Ren said. "Maybe I've been watching too many movies recently. I dreamed of a large group of Vikings battling the Ming Dynasty navy; Poseidon and Osiris; a bunch of gods fighting in the desert; a sea of guns and fire; and finally Bai Qi, the Qin general. He led 200,000-strong soldiers, crushed the gate of Troy and killed Octavian on his throne."
Lily, who was burying her head in her bowl, was baffled upon hearing about Hao Ren's dreams. She lifted her head from the rice bowl and asked, "That's a mess, Mr. Landlord. Did you just dreamed of the complete history of the world?"
