Chapter Five: Nightmare Thread

When Su woke and saw Lu Chen's bloodless face, she asked no questions. She only handed him a piece of candy. “Don't enter dreams repeatedly,” she warned. “Memory isn't an arrivals hall. You can't let everything cross the checkpoint.” They named the spider Mian and fed her peaceful dreams and harmless insects. She spun silver webbing across the Lampless invitation, exposing a hidden layer of text. Lot Seven was not Lu Yuanshan's lost memories, but ACCESS RIGHTS TO ONE-TWELFTH OF THE LIVING COORDINATE. The auction had used true words to manufacture a false conclusion. Han finally admitted that he had executed the isolation procedure nineteen years ago.