Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns

The vast Dream Sea, atop layers of miracles and magnificence, where Transcendents walk the ascendant path guided by their ultimate longings as if by beacons.
The supreme beings wielded power, their greatness shining in all directions, ascending to divinity.
But even deities were not the ultimate. They too struggled for greater perfection and ideals, endlessly, within the Void Origin, above the Dream Sea.
"So... Your Majesty Ybur, as the most powerful Slime in history, what exactly drives you to become stronger?"
Many years later, when faced with the question from a Heavenly envoy, Ybur, who by then stood at the zenith of the Dream Realm as the "World Devourer," recalled the afternoon just after his birth when the Creator had stuffed him down a golden toilet and flushed him into the sewers in one go...
After a long silence, he spoke with a heavy tone:
"It's the toilet. The golden toilet."
The envoy: "???"

I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

Beastmen were merely the first topic discussed at this meeting.


After the issue of beastmen was concluded, the next topic was the matter of inter-racial and inter-factional resource sharing, and that's when Ruby started sweating bullets... In a way, Xinlandon was actually quite affluent, with energy and industrial strength, plus a good geographical location, abundant mines and food supplies, much more comfortable than the two Dwarf Fortresses floating in the sky, yet it ended up in a complete mess, and the key issue was that she, the nominal builder of Xinlandon, actually had no say in the matter...


So every time Xinlandon was brought up, Ruby could only awkwardly evade the issue with sweat dripping down her back.


Subsequent discussions then moved on to the matters of the Dream Realm.


The first thing people from the Awake World needed to do to help the Dream Realm was...


Chapter 10: The Perfect Bait