Looking at the situation within the bubble, everyone was somewhat bewildered.
They were floating in the center of the bubble.
But there was nothing inside the bubble, no different from the outside world. They were like being enveloped by a bubble-like membrane, nothing special.
Alka smiled and said, "Don't worry. Close your eyes and imagine it as if you were in your own dream. Try to change the entire bubble."
Upon hearing this, everyone closed their eyes, and Alka watched with a smile.
However, as the bubble began to change, his smile quickly vanished.
He opened his mouth wide, wanting to warn.
Clearly, he was a step too slow.
Everyone, as if controlling their own dreams, controlled the changes in the bubble.
But the bubble was only so big.
As several people imagined changes together, conflicts immediately arose.
Each person wanted to change something different.
Various dreamscapes shifted, shattering the entire world into fragments, which then crushed each other.
"Bang!"
A loud bang.
Before the few people could open their eyes and break free from their fantasies, they were immediately blasted outward by the immense force.
They were ejected from the bubble like bullets.
They pierced through the membrane and flew away.
The commotion immediately attracted the dream creatures in the entire palace.
A gigantic white creature instantly flew over and circled the bubble.
It circled around, immediately stabilizing the nearly collapsing bubble, and with a flick of its tail, it intercepted Alka as he flew away.
Several mist-like creatures at the fifth stage of strength flew over, but being a step slower, they dragged the people flying with them.
Alka felt himself collide with a soft object.
Looked.
It was a long, pure white mist-like creature, trailing a long tail like a tornado.
"Thanks, Baijuan," Alka floated up and patted the mist-like creature in front of him, smiling in gratitude.
The mist-like creature named Baijuan smiled. With a gentle sway, Alka bent slightly and left the spot.
This was the new creature that had recently joined their kingdom.
A fifth-stage mist-like creature.
The creatures that had stopped the others from flying also left.
They were all new arrivals recently.
"What happened just now?" Jason asked, rubbing his shoulder.
Luckily, this was still a dream, and still within Alka's palace. Although the impact had been powerful, it was still a dream world after all, and the injuries he sustained were quickly healed with Alka's help.
Seeing the inquiring looks from the crowd, Alka gave an awkward smile.
"What a mistake! I didn't expect the changes you all were trying to make would cause such a shockwave and result in such an explosion."
"Wait, I'll adjust them."
As Alka spoke, he led everyone back to the bubble, which had nearly exploded with the impact.
Thankfully, Cirrus arrived and quickly repaired it, otherwise the explosion might have affected the entire palace.
Back inside the bubble.
Alka modified the transparent bubble, divided it into equal parts, and handed it to each person.
"Okay, now you each have your share. Any changes you wish to make can only be made within your own share."
This way, there would be no conflict.
Hearing this, everyone immediately began to make changes once again.
Soon, a completely different style emerged, as if a dream bubble had been haphazardly assembled from modular pieces.
Each area had its own distinct style. Watching his area transformed into an ocean zone with howling winds and roaring tsunamis, Pororo scratched his rubbed forehead.
"So what's the use?" Isn't this still the same as his own dream world? What's the difference?
Sofia observed the changes around him.
Julia reached out and reached into the dreams created by the others.
Her hand slipped through easily.
"I see."
The others, upon seeing this, instantly understood the principle and uniqueness of this bubble.
Only Alka could enter their own dream bubble, and they could only enter Alka's dream bubble.
This stemmed from the properties of Alka's dream and the power and authority he possessed within the dream world.
Others were unable to enter each other's dreams.
Another option is to establish a deep soul link, similar to the previous rescue of Alka.
But this would be pointless and would affect both parties.
Not to mention that the link was possible at that time mainly because Lucilia was still essentially a soul.
It was a state after death.
If others wanted to establish a deep link, it would be difficult, and difficult to cancel.
"The changes we create can also be used by others within it, right?" Sofia asked.
"Yes, we could even create an arena here and engage in free-for-all combat.
As long as the owner of this area doesn't participate in the battle, then we can add the immortality feature to both combatants, as if they were in their own dreams."
Because if the owner of this area also participated in the battle, they could very well cause severe damage to their opponent due to their thoughts and instincts.
Then the purpose of training and competition would be lost, and it would become just an invincible entertainment experience.
This bubble is like a shared dream bubble. It's like being in your own dream bubble, where you are the master of your own bubble.
It's easy to easily add various traits to yourself that defy the rules of the world, such as immortality and invincibility.
But this is limited to your own dream bubble.
The dream bubble is merely an extension of your own spirit and soul, a place to restore your spirit.
It's an extension of yourself, and with Alka as your guide, you can naturally change it independently after learning.
And this shared bubble is just like your own bubble, allowing you to change and add traits in the same way.
It was also created by Alka last night, expending all his energy.
Mainly because his mirror palace has been integrated into the dream world, he was able to pay the price to do this.
"Then I can also create the library in my mind, so everyone can read in it?" Lucilia immediately thought.
Alka nodded. "Yes, that works too."
Hearing this, everyone immediately piqued their interest.
Especially for Simon, whose expression grew increasingly ecstatic the more he pondered.
"Doesn't that mean I can conduct any experiment I want here? There's no material costs, and I can get any tools I want."
This would be incredibly helpful to him.
He could accelerate his research here and construct a sufficiently reasonable structure.
Then he would simply need to realize this structure in the outside world.
This would eliminate the experimental step that took the most time, gold, and materials.
"Yes, you can do what you're thinking."
"Great, that's fucking awesome!"
Simon, momentarily at a loss for words, resorted to the same curse words Alka sometimes used.
He felt like he could now perfectly express his feelings.
He hugged Alka tightly.
"Brother, you're my adopted parent now!"
Hearing this, Alka rolled his eyes helplessly and pushed him away.
The man was already so excited that he was incoherent.
"I'm not finished yet."
This left Simon speechless.
"Are there any limits?" Lucelia asked immediately.
"No, there's a more powerful ability."
Alka smiled. "The areas you create are fixed. Even after you wake up and leave the dream world, they still exist within this bubble."
The most obvious benefit of this ability is Lucelia's memory library.
With this ability, the library she created can be borrowed and read by everyone in their dreams at any time.
With this bubble, others can also do other things while they sleep.
However, to ensure a good rest, Alka suggested they spend half their sleep time doing this, and the other half resting and recuperating.
They didn't have Alka's ability to restore their mental and physical strength in their dreams.
He could even recover from dozens of hours of accumulated fatigue in just one hour of deep sleep in his dream world.
As his power in the dream world grew stronger, this fatigue would even be completely eliminated.
Once his external strength matched his dream strength, he might not even need to rest.
Everyone had already begun constructing their own areas.
First, Lucilia's memory library. She reproduced the books she remembered one by one and placed them inside the library.
The others joined in, individually transforming and creating books and placing them inside.
Alka had set aside a dedicated area.
Used to convert some of Mirmi's memories into written and visual records and store them there.
Arka constructed his area into a massive training arena.
What might be a problem for others wasn't for him.
He was able to effectively limit his own changes and alterations within his dreams, imposing restrictions on himself.
Others could see this, but once serious combat began, he would likely consciously remove these restrictions.
It was instinct.
Even in life-or-death battles within the dream world, he could restrain himself from altering the dream.
So his area was the perfect place to construct a training ground.
…
Sea voyages were no longer dull.
However, a notable difference on the Voice of Dawn was that even during the day, some people slept in their rooms.
To those who didn't know, they might have thought they weren't getting enough rest and had irregular sleep schedules.
Anyone in the know knew that these sleepers were definitely training in their shared dream bubbles, reading, or doing their own things.
And the one sleeping intensely was Simon.
Of the 42 hours in a single day and night, Simon spent 30 hours in his dreams, and only a dozen in reality.
He wished he could spend the entire day in his dream bubble, except for eating, drinking, and defecating, never to emerge again.
His daily routine had completely reversed.
Dreams were reality, and reality was dreams.
But everyone understood.
The changes brought about by the shared dream bubble were perhaps the most significant of all.
They simply constructed all sorts of outrageous training facilities within their bubbles, honing their specific abilities to a degree unattainable outside.
And they also wanted to hone their skills and test their prowess within the training grounds.
The feeling of unleashing unbridled combat finally revealed the true strength of their companions.
Only in life-or-death battles could they deeply memorize their companions' abilities and the extent of their capabilities.
Only then could they achieve perfect coordination in future battles.
They had already sailed for over 100 days and nights.
Still, they hadn't seen the lush green sea.
But they didn't care anymore; they had plenty of time to wait.
There was no rush.
The changes brought about by the shared dream bubble might seem minor, but in reality, they benefited everyone immensely.
It was far more useful than they had imagined, arguably one of the best changes Alka had brought.
Alka, Shadati, and Lucilia sat on the deck.
Pororo swam frantically beside them.
Pororo might have spent the least time in the dream.
Only a few hours longer than usual.
Mainly, she constructed trials for herself in her dreams.
The rest of her time was spent at sea.
Juanlu was in the kitchen, while Jason and the Crystal Dragon were in the observation room.
However, the Crystal Dragon was atop the observation room, and it seemed to be growing larger.
Also, Alka hadn't seen her dream bubble yet, not even when she was asleep.
As her size grew, it was foreseeable that she would soon be unable to enter the rooms or cabins.
She would only be able to move around on the deck and the roof of the forecastle.
"The reason we haven't encountered any major islands in 100 days and nights, only ordinary deserted islands, is because this is the route we take."
"According to research by numerous scholars of the Holy Machine Church, the islands of the Vast Sea aren't completely chaotic. It's just that their sheer number and randomness make it difficult to keep a complete record."
"The vast area of the Zehai Sea and the former islands on it create a safe zone. This is formed by the islands that collide with it as it passes.
Due to its vast size, roaming the Vast Sea, it inevitably collides with many moving islands.
Zehai incorporates these islands as part of itself. Over tens of thousands of years of movement, all islands that could have entered this area along its path have vanished.
This shows that the Vast Sea, while seemingly chaotic, actually has certain rules governing the random movement of islands.
However, it's impossible to calculate these rules through human effort."
Alka said, looking at the records in the booklet in his hand. He also had his own understanding of this statement.
After all, it's possible that the cycle of a certain island is measured in hundreds of years.
That's almost the same as just now.
But this also led to a conclusion, and based on this conclusion, they planned Zehai's route.
That's why they prepared sufficient supplies.
Because if you chase them, and keep sailing along their path, you'll inevitably encounter a situation where you might not even see an inhabited island.
Because all the people who drift along this route in this area are
The islands, moved by the current, had long since been completely submerged in the vast sea.
"Is that why we haven't encountered any larger islands in these 100 days and nights?" Lucilia asked.
Alka nodded, that was the point.
"We don't know how long it will take before we encounter the vast sea. We can't be the unlucky ones, can we?" Jason poked his head out from the observation deck, hearing Alka and the others chatting below.
Pororo, who had just emerged from the sea, glanced up at him.
"With you here, you know, it's possible."
"What did you say? Do you believe I could let Urulius swallow you whole?"
"I'm so scared. So, are you the dragon's warrior, or is the dragon your warrior?"
"..."
Watching the two bicker as they did their usual business, the others around them didn't even bother to look up.
"But you're right. I don't want to be the unluckiest," Alka said.
No one wants to be the unluckiest.
According to the reports of the exploration teams that used this route to search the Marsh Sea,
The fastest team took only 20 days and nights.
The slowest took over 200 days and nights.
But the problem is, the second-slowest took 120 days and nights.
They're about to reach the second-slowest point. Once they exceed this time limit, they'll become the second-slowest.
Or simply the second-unluckiest.
When Simon was recording and using this file, the person in charge had already said this.
If possible, have Simon record his actions after the exploration, without revealing any secrets, and submit a simple record to the Holy Machine Church for archiving.
This is valuable data. They have benefited from it, and they should also contribute.
By then, they'd be in a position to hold onto their title of second-most unlucky.
"Ah! Ah!"
Jason's cry came from above.
Everyone looked up at him.
"What's wrong? Why are you yelling like that? Did you find anything?"
Jason pointed to the side, looking a bit excited.
"Look over there! Look over there!"
Hearing this, everyone instantly realized they might have encountered Ze Hai.
Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction Jason pointed.
In that direction, at the end of their sight, the entire straight line of sea level turned a vibrant green.
It was a stark contrast to the azure sea.
That long, vibrant green line was so vast.
It completely encompassed the limits of their field of vision.
This was an absurdly large, unique sea area.
"Looks like we're not that unlucky," Jason said, looking down at Pororo with a smile.
"Alright, go wake Simon up. We've reached our destination," Alka said.
Looking at the lush green coastline in the distance.
It was unclear which area they were facing.
"Which area do you think is ahead of us?"
Jason couldn't help but ask from above.
"It can't be the most dangerous..."
Before he finished, he caught the dangerous looks of the people below him.
"Alright, alright, I'll shut up. Alright."