Using obsession to twist space means... something like the Pirate King’s ship full of Wishing Crystal Stones, right? As long as the wish is strong enough, the stone directly becomes what you want. So as long as the obsession is strong, will turning a dream into reality make a fish appear?

Hmm, very reliable in its unreliability!

Chun thought for a moment: "Will the obsession of three people be enough? Let’s just call that Pharmacist Dalron too; we’ll gather the obsession of four people, plus my Astrologer’s prediction to give it a try."

The old man was surprised: "That crazy Dalron from Slippery Stone Street?"

Chun was amazed: "Exactly, do you know him, sir?"

The old man snorted: "I know basically all the old men in town, but that old man is not a good person; I advise you not to interact with him much."

Chun was embarrassed: "Sir, actually, I’m probably not a good person myself?"

The old man paused: "I only care about fishing, so go find him!"

Uh? Chun still wanted to ask: "Why is he not considered a good person?"

The old man sneered: "He was caught mixing talc powder into flour and pretending it was Morning Light Wheat flour, fined till bankruptcy, and then got progressively crazier with all sorts of potions."

Chun felt a bit troubled; so far, the people he met while Entering the Dream weren’t bad people, so confidentiality was guaranteed. Once he met bad people, if he woke up and they sold him out, that would be a problem!

Chun was perplexed: "I want to keep this secret; how can I make him keep it secret?"

The old man laughed: "He’s completely crazy; no one believes his mad talk, right? If you’re not comfortable showing your face, just stay silent in the back, and I’ll talk to him. After all, I have some business relationship with him."

Chun was amazed: "What business?"

The old man snorted: "Long ago, I bought his flour to bait fish, and even ordinary fish won’t bite; I suspected something was wrong with his flour."

Chun was stunned: "Did you report him when he got caught?"

The old man hurried: "How could it be? Why would I waste my effort on such a trivial matter? It would delay my fishing! I just won’t buy his flour in the future."

For some reason, once food-related topics came up, Chun recalled the victim Hunter—could it be the Marquis orchestrating things again?

Chun asked again: "You’ve been fishing for decades, sir? What do you live on?"

The old man sneered: "Live on? Ha, don’t be fooled by my appearance; my family’s ancestors were down-and-out nobility! What they left me is just enough to live out this life."

Van Gogh was taken aback: "Sir, you obviously have ancestral resources; don’t you plan to start a business?"

The old man laughed: "Young man, you’re right; strive well, don’t learn from me."

Van Gogh was dumbfounded and speechless.

Vivian, however, asked: "Sir, don’t you have a wife and children?"

The old man laughed even more joyfully: "I’m obsessed with fishing; my wife left long ago..."

Holy Shit! This old man has depth; his story surely isn’t just about a simple fisherman?

The team arrived at Slippery Stone Street, and a few light spots appeared on Chun’s map again.

Aileen was taken aback: "There are so many mirrors here, and they’re so strong! Simple light shifting doesn’t seem likely to work; if I use force, I don’t know if the commotion will be too big."

Surveillance levels suddenly increased—does this street have depth?

Chun thought for a moment: "Take the back street, and try the back of his store."

The old man was stunned: "Go to the back?"

Chun smiled awkwardly: "Yeah, dealing with a madman requires using abnormal means."

The old man laughed heartily: "Interesting, I’m familiar with the back street too..."

In fact, Chun also noticed that the core of the current dream realm overlap network is Jenny’s "Sleepwalker" trait. The sleepwalker exists simultaneously in reality and the dream realm, so wherever Jenny sleepwalks, the surroundings become part of the dream realm. Therefore, as long as you approach Dalron’s shop, it will also become a dream realm area, and Dalron inside will naturally dream...

The group circumvented to the back of the house, with only one surveillance mirror left, which Aileen dealt with using Illusion Technique.

"Jenny, knock on the window, but keep the sound low; don’t alarm the neighbors."

After all, only Jenny is in the real world.

As the window was knocked, curses quickly came from inside the house: "Which bastard?"

Chun was startled: "He seems to be awake?"

The old man was surprised: "We haven’t slept!"

Holy Shit! The old man didn’t realize he’d been dreaming all along?

The next moment, the window opened, and a messy-haired old man faced Jenny awkwardly and angrily asked: "Who are you? What do you want?"

The fisherman remarked grumpily: "Mad old man, is that any way to talk? We’re here for something!"

But the mad old man completely ignored the fisherman; since he hadn’t slept, he could only see Jenny!

Jenny was even more embarrassed: "I’m Jenny from the textile factory; I want to invite Mr. Dalron to go fishing by the sea, at Hemingway’s fishing spot."

The old man’s expression was indescribably strange! After all, for anyone to encounter a strange woman knocking on their window at midnight and inviting them to fish... that would be more than strange, right?

But Chun suddenly felt there might be a chance; isn’t he supposed to be a mad old man? Things a normal person would never accept, a madman might?

The mad old man hesitated for a moment, looking around, then said deeply: "Miss, your condition is serious!"

Ah! Did he notice Jenny is a sleepwalker?

Jenny also said: "Maybe it’s just different from most people?"

The mad old man was shocked: "Alright, I’ll be out right away."

Holy Shit, he actually agreed! But it feels like the situation is out of control—how do we handle it if he’s not sleeping?

Chun quickly added: "Don’t go out the front door!"

Jenny also said: "Don’t go out the front door!"

The mad old man turned to look again, then silently closed the window. The next moment, the back door creaked open, and a shabby old man wearing a worn Physician’s robe, with dragging slippers on his feet, quietly stepped out.

The mad old man specifically glanced in the direction of the back street’s mirror, looking even more surprised!

Could he know they’re under surveillance?

The mad old man laughed eerily: "Miss, this way!"

So the group passed through a small dark alley in the back street, heading in a completely different direction.

The fisherman grumbled: "Mad old man, what are you trying to do?"

But the mad old man didn’t turn back, just waved his hand.

Chun was puzzled; was that hand wave... a response to the fisherman? Could he hear it, or is he just a hyperactive madman?

But this dark alley indeed had no mirror surveillance.

In the dark alley ahead was a small street lamp, with a group of hooligans squatting on the ground playing poker. Seeing Jenny, they couldn’t help but brighten their eyes: "Eh? Doesn’t look like a Bitch!"

"Anyway, since she’s here, she’s a girl—come keep us company, girl—"

Before the words were finished, the mad old man swung his robe, and a few hooligans were immediately knocked flying.

Chun was stunned; quite powerful!

The fisherman instantly fell silent, no longer cursing.

Then the way ahead was winding through various alleys, taking a full half-hour walk, but indeed not encountering any Mirror Demon surveillance. Could this mad old man be pretending to be insane?

Finally, they arrived at the seaside dock, where the fisherman’s obsession lay.