“Dreams can not be used as food, nor can they be used as a means of survival! Dreams will only be a burden, causing you to lose your current status, causing you to bleed in front of reality, and causing more humans to die for the illusory dreams!”
Meng Yungui walked faster and faster, chasing after Heavenly Emperor Haotian and the others. He thought to himself, “Dreams are too expensive, and you need to risk your life for them. Dreams are worthless. Anyone can claim that they have dreams, but not everyone has the life to enjoy them!”
He followed Heavenly Emperor Hao. Heavenly Emperor Hao was deep in thought. It was unknown what he was thinking. Suddenly, he said, “Heavenly Master Meng, you are in charge of the Heavenly Court’s economy. How long do you think the heavenly coins can last?”
