Chapter 2
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Chapter 2:
Medieval castles were built with huge rocks in pursuit of defense. The windows were small and the lighting was poor.
Especially in the hall of Sotos Castle, there were many candles lit even during the day.
Aaron stood in the corner, watching his father, brother, and a group of knights fiercely arguing about something, but his eyes were fixed on the white candles.
'In this world with low productivity, the commoners also use candles or oil lamps for illumination. However, the castles use beeswax candles, which produce very little smoke when burned. The commoners can only use paraffin candles or animal fat ... If they use too much, their eyes might be blinded by the smoke.'
As for the argument between his father and his aides, as well as the conflict with the neighboring territory, Aaron was well aware of it.
Speaking of which, he really admired the transmigrators in the novels of his previous life. They were the kind of people who could promote the development of science and technology, and even upgrade industries, as if their minds were filled with encyclopedias.
When it came to him, as a liberal monk, he could only recall some extremely limited and incomplete information.
Of course, even if it was extremely limited information, it was still very precious in this era.
But how should he put it, Aaron Sotos really could not muster up the energy.
After all, with the existence of the legitimate heir, Colin, as an old noble, it was impossible for Theodore to let him inherit the territory. In order to centralize power, Theodore also rejected all actions of dividing the territory.
As the second son of the family, he would at most receive a meager gift of money when he grew up, and then he would have to fend for himself.
Aaron had tried once, and after many failures, he finally figured out how to make cheap and durable paper, and built a papermaking workshop.
Then, his nominal father only praised him verbally and ordered the steward to take the workshop back into public ownership.
This action immediately made Aaron give up, and he also understood his situation.
Although his reincarnation technique was good, it was still lacking.
It was not only the ancient Eastern customs of cannibalism, but also the Western customs.
In the territory, the lord's words were the law! Any resistance without strength was a joke!The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
He even had to rejoice that he was not a commoner, or even a serf of the lowest level.
Once, Aaron saw a clever serf child who wanted to report the tax official's corruption while Colin was patrolling the fields.
Then, before the serf could rush to Colin's side, he was kicked half to death by the guards because he blocked the noble lord's path with his filthy body!
As for the content of the shouts, Colin did not even bother to listen!
Since then, Aaron became more cautious, or rather, silent.
As for killing Colin and directly taking over?
To be honest, he had thought of this, but after considering the supporters of both sides and his position in Theodore's heart, he gave up on this unattractive idea.
After all, because of his show of weakness, even though Colin didn't like him, he didn't kill him directly. Letting him strike first to gain the upper hand was still a little hard on him.
But a mere papermaking workshop, as a reward for his years of free food and drink, and free.
The conflict between the Sotos family and the Davis family was also caused by this workshop.
'But ... why am I in the middle of the ocean?'
Aaron was speechless. He was about to vomit when he looked at the surface of the ocean.
However, as time passed, he found that his consciousness seemed to be getting stronger little by little.
Or it could be said that entering the dream every night was strengthening the power of his consciousness.
Until tonight!
Sixteen years of accumulation seemed to have finally reached a limit!
Rumble!
Aaron Sotos felt an indescribable sensation.
His consciousness expanded infinitely, as if it had broken through some kind of shackle, extending and expanding endlessly ...
Disorder, chaos ... It was as if he was in the middle of nothingness. There were distorted shadows dancing with the green flames and the crazy flute music ...
A strong power surged in his heart. It was as if he could change everything in front of him with just a stretch of his hand!
He smiled and looked at the surface of the ocean, which seemed to have not changed for sixteen years, and the sun in the sky. He thought slightly crazily, 'If only I could change it. This sun looks so boring. If only it was red!'
Just as this thought appeared, Aaron felt as if a gate had opened in his consciousness. The power that he had accumulated for sixteen years poured out in torrents!
In the sky, the surface of the star that seemed to have never changed since time immemorial suddenly crawled with scarlet spots. The spots then connected to each other and dyed the entire sun red!
The scarlet light shone down, covering the land and the ocean ...
In this light, there seemed to be an indescribable horror and strangeness hidden.
Whoosh!
The surface of the ocean parted, and fish appeared on the surface of the ocean. Then, their scales exploded, and there seemed to be many nematodes wriggling under their flesh and blood, growing sharp claws and teeth ...
The strange fish gathered, biting, devouring, and fusing with each other ...
Not far away, a bigger shadow appeared. A creature that looked like a whale became the final victor, and it began to distort even more crazily ...
"I ... I didn't do it on purpose ..."
Feeling that his consciousness seemed to have returned to the weakness of infancy, and gradually getting rid of the madness, Aaron wanted to cry but had no tears.
At this moment, pieces of fragmented information appeared in his mind.
[I am a dream, I am entropy, I am everything!]
[I am independent of all dimensions. I am indescribable!]
[I am omnipotent!]
[I am ... the 'Creator in Dreams'!]
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Chapter 2:
Medieval castles were built with huge rocks in pursuit of defense. The windows were small and the lighting was poor.
Especially in the hall of Sotos Castle, there were many candles lit even during the day.
Aaron stood in the corner, watching his father, brother, and a group of knights fiercely arguing about something, but his eyes were fixed on the white candles.
'In this world with low productivity, the commoners also use candles or oil lamps for illumination. However, the castles use beeswax candles, which produce very little smoke when burned. The commoners can only use paraffin candles or animal fat ... If they use too much, their eyes might be blinded by the smoke.'
As for the argument between his father and his aides, as well as the conflict with the neighboring territory, Aaron was well aware of it.
Speaking of which, he really admired the transmigrators in the novels of his previous life. They were the kind of people who could promote the development of science and technology, and even upgrade industries, as if their minds were filled with encyclopedias.
When it came to him, as a liberal monk, he could only recall some extremely limited and incomplete information.
Of course, even if it was extremely limited information, it was still very precious in this era.
But how should he put it, Aaron Sotos really could not muster up the energy.
After all, with the existence of the legitimate heir, Colin, as an old noble, it was impossible for Theodore to let him inherit the territory. In order to centralize power, Theodore also rejected all actions of dividing the territory.
As the second son of the family, he would at most receive a meager gift of money when he grew up, and then he would have to fend for himself.
Aaron had tried once, and after many failures, he finally figured out how to make cheap and durable paper, and built a papermaking workshop.
Then, his nominal father only praised him verbally and ordered the steward to take the workshop back into public ownership.
This action immediately made Aaron give up, and he also understood his situation.
Although his reincarnation technique was good, it was still lacking.
It was not only the ancient Eastern customs of cannibalism, but also the Western customs.
In the territory, the lord's words were the law! Any resistance without strength was a joke!The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
He even had to rejoice that he was not a commoner, or even a serf of the lowest level.
Once, Aaron saw a clever serf child who wanted to report the tax official's corruption while Colin was patrolling the fields.
Then, before the serf could rush to Colin's side, he was kicked half to death by the guards because he blocked the noble lord's path with his filthy body!
As for the content of the shouts, Colin did not even bother to listen!
Since then, Aaron became more cautious, or rather, silent.
As for killing Colin and directly taking over?
To be honest, he had thought of this, but after considering the supporters of both sides and his position in Theodore's heart, he gave up on this unattractive idea.
After all, because of his show of weakness, even though Colin didn't like him, he didn't kill him directly. Letting him strike first to gain the upper hand was still a little hard on him.
But a mere papermaking workshop, as a reward for his years of free food and drink, and free.
The conflict between the Sotos family and the Davis family was also caused by this workshop.
'But ... why am I in the middle of the ocean?'
Aaron was speechless. He was about to vomit when he looked at the surface of the ocean.
However, as time passed, he found that his consciousness seemed to be getting stronger little by little.
Or it could be said that entering the dream every night was strengthening the power of his consciousness.
Until tonight!
Sixteen years of accumulation seemed to have finally reached a limit!
Rumble!
Aaron Sotos felt an indescribable sensation.
His consciousness expanded infinitely, as if it had broken through some kind of shackle, extending and expanding endlessly ...
Disorder, chaos ... It was as if he was in the middle of nothingness. There were distorted shadows dancing with the green flames and the crazy flute music ...
A strong power surged in his heart. It was as if he could change everything in front of him with just a stretch of his hand!
He smiled and looked at the surface of the ocean, which seemed to have not changed for sixteen years, and the sun in the sky. He thought slightly crazily, 'If only I could change it. This sun looks so boring. If only it was red!'
Just as this thought appeared, Aaron felt as if a gate had opened in his consciousness. The power that he had accumulated for sixteen years poured out in torrents!
In the sky, the surface of the star that seemed to have never changed since time immemorial suddenly crawled with scarlet spots. The spots then connected to each other and dyed the entire sun red!
The scarlet light shone down, covering the land and the ocean ...
In this light, there seemed to be an indescribable horror and strangeness hidden.
Whoosh!
The surface of the ocean parted, and fish appeared on the surface of the ocean. Then, their scales exploded, and there seemed to be many nematodes wriggling under their flesh and blood, growing sharp claws and teeth ...
The strange fish gathered, biting, devouring, and fusing with each other ...
Not far away, a bigger shadow appeared. A creature that looked like a whale became the final victor, and it began to distort even more crazily ...
"I ... I didn't do it on purpose ..."
Feeling that his consciousness seemed to have returned to the weakness of infancy, and gradually getting rid of the madness, Aaron wanted to cry but had no tears.
At this moment, pieces of fragmented information appeared in his mind.
[I am a dream, I am entropy, I am everything!]
[I am independent of all dimensions. I am indescribable!]
[I am omnipotent!]
[I am ... the 'Creator in Dreams'!]
Chapter 2:Medieval castles were built with huge rocks in pursuit of defense. The windows were small and the lighting was poor.Especially in the hall of Sotos Castle, there were many candles lit even during the day.Aaron stood in the corner, watching his father, brother, and a group of knights fiercely arguing about something, but his eyes were fixed on the white candles.'In this world with low productivity, the commoners also use candles or oil lamps for illumination. However, the castles use beeswax candles, which produce very little smoke when burned. The commoners can only use paraffin candles or animal fat ... If they use too much, their eyes might be blinded by the smoke.'As for the argument between his father and his aides, as well as the conflict with the neighboring territory, Aaron was well aware of it.Speaking of which, he really admired the transmigrators in the novels of his previous life. They were the kind of people who could promote the development of science and technology, and even upgrade industries, as if their minds were filled with encyclopedias.When it came to him, as a liberal monk, he could only recall some extremely limited and incomplete information.Of course, even if it was extremely limited information, it was still very precious in this era.But how should he put it, Aaron Sotos really could not muster up the energy.After all, with the existence of the legitimate heir, Colin, as an old noble, it was impossible for Theodore to let him inherit the territory. In order to centralize power, Theodore also rejected all actions of dividing the territory.As the second son of the family, he would at most receive a meager gift of money when he grew up, and then he would have to fend for himself.Aaron had tried once, and after many failures, he finally figured out how to make cheap and durable paper, and built a papermaking workshop.Then, his nominal father only praised him verbally and ordered the steward to take the workshop back into public ownership.This action immediately made Aaron give up, and he also understood his situation.Although his reincarnation technique was good, it was still lacking.It was not only the ancient Eastern customs of cannibalism, but also the Western customs.In the territory, the lord's words were the law! Any resistance without strength was a joke!The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Nvl1n.He even had to rejoice that he was not a commoner, or even a serf of the lowest level.Once, Aaron saw a clever serf child who wanted to report the tax official's corruption while Colin was patrolling the fields.Then, before the serf could rush to Colin's side, he was kicked half to death by the guards because he blocked the noble lord's path with his filthy body!As for the content of the shouts, Colin did not even bother to listen!Since then, Aaron became more cautious, or rather, silent.As for killing Colin and directly taking over?To be honest, he had thought of this, but after considering the supporters of both sides and his position in Theodore's heart, he gave up on this unattractive idea.After all, because of his show of weakness, even though Colin didn't like him, he didn't kill him directly. Letting him strike first to gain the upper hand was still a little hard on him.But a mere papermaking workshop, as a reward for his years of free food and drink, and free.The conflict between the Sotos family and the Davis family was also caused by this workshop.'But ... why am I in the middle of the ocean?'Aaron was speechless. He was about to vomit when he looked at the surface of the ocean.However, as time passed, he found that his consciousness seemed to be getting stronger little by little.Or it could be said that entering the dream every night was strengthening the power of his consciousness.Until tonight!Sixteen years of accumulation seemed to have finally reached a limit!Rumble!Aaron Sotos felt an indescribable sensation.His consciousness expanded infinitely, as if it had broken through some kind of shackle, extending and expanding endlessly ...Disorder, chaos ... It was as if he was in the middle of nothingness. There were distorted shadows dancing with the green flames and the crazy flute music ...A strong power surged in his heart. It was as if he could change everything in front of him with just a stretch of his hand!He smiled and looked at the surface of the ocean, which seemed to have not changed for sixteen years, and the sun in the sky. He thought slightly crazily, 'If only I could change it. This sun looks so boring. If only it was red!'Just as this thought appeared, Aaron felt as if a gate had opened in his consciousness. The power that he had accumulated for sixteen years poured out in torrents!In the sky, the surface of the star that seemed to have never changed since time immemorial suddenly crawled with scarlet spots. The spots then connected to each other and dyed the entire sun red!The scarlet light shone down, covering the land and the ocean ...In this light, there seemed to be an indescribable horror and strangeness hidden.Whoosh!The surface of the ocean parted, and fish appeared on the surface of the ocean. Then, their scales exploded, and there seemed to be many nematodes wriggling under their flesh and blood, growing sharp claws and teeth ...The strange fish gathered, biting, devouring, and fusing with each other ...Not far away, a bigger shadow appeared. A creature that looked like a whale became the final victor, and it began to distort even more crazily ..."I ... I didn't do it on purpose ..."Feeling that his consciousness seemed to have returned to the weakness of infancy, and gradually getting rid of the madness, Aaron wanted to cry but had no tears.At this moment, pieces of fragmented information appeared in his mind.I am a dream, I am entropy, I am everything!I am independent of all dimensions. I am indescribable!I am omnipotent!I am ... the 'Creator in Dreams'!
