I Like This Dream!

An Xu woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling. The ceiling is covered with small and complex patterns, and a classical chandelier hangs in the center, which is currently unlit. There was a window open opposite the bed, and bright sunlight came in from there.

This was definitely not the place where An Xu slept last night. She remembered that she yawned profusely and turned off the computer at 2:30 in the morning. She washed briefly and then climbed into bed. Nothing happened, no thunder, computer explosion, strange noises or anything else, just close your eyes and open them again.

He was covered with a blanket, and his hands and feet couldn't be used very well. It took Anxu a long time to put his hands out of the blanket. In front of me is a white little hand with neatly manicured nails. The important thing is that it is much smaller than an adult. She stood there stunned, clenching her fist in disbelief, and the young, bud-like white palm also clenched her fist.

An Xu stared at his palm for a full second, then suddenly pinched his face hard. She could feel the sagging of the skin and the touch of her fingers pinching her cheek, but it didn't hurt at all, and even the touch was numb and warm. Anxu relaxed for a moment. I’m so scared that love is just a dream!

So An Xu yawned and lazily let himself fall into his dream. She has always liked dreaming, and has even consciously trained herself so that she can quickly realize that she is dreaming and become the master of the dream. Most of the time attempts at dream manipulation failed, but being able to remember a colorful lucid dream was satisfying.

She slowly got up from the bed and let her consciousness completely attach to the body in the dream. At first, the dream flickered on and off like a poorly connected electric light. Anxu stayed still when it shook the most, and continued to get up when his consciousness returned. It took a long time to get up from the bed, but the patience was well worth it. By the time An Xu could sit on the bed and look around, the world had stabilized.

This is a medium-sized room, with a spotless ceiling and white walls decorated with bouquets of flowers and large and small portraits. The wooden square windows were closed, and colorful curtains were hung randomly on both sides. The closed white door is on the diagonal of the bed, and there is a thick blanket on the ground in the middle. There is a small table next to the bed, with four golden carved wooden legs exposed under the red tablecloth. There is a silver cup on the table, reflecting the face of a girl.

An Xu stared at the girl on the cup for a while before he remembered to see what he looked like now. She lowered her head to look at her body and saw that her long blond hair was draped over her shoulders. Her breasts were slightly swollen under the white dress, but her body and arms still had the voluptuousness of a child. The exposed arm was a milky white color that did not belong to the yellow race. An Xu leaned over the cup and took a good photo. He really had the face of a foreigner, and it could be seen even on the cup that flattened the face. As cute as a little angel.

An Xu's hands shook and he almost dropped the cup. Did she just call herself little angel? An Xu blushed when he thought that this cute face was pinched by him in his dream. Anxu is twenty-seven years old, looks ordinary, and lives alone. She had always felt that she had no idea about appearance, and suddenly bumping into her girlish heart in her dream was like a Mary Sue novel she wrote when she was fourteen and was read aloud in public.

She put the cup back awkwardly and assumed her usual sitting posture, thinking that she was the only one who could see the dream. An Xu liked to sit with her legs crossed and her hands between her legs, meditating like that, but this time as soon as she put her hands on the same place, she felt a thump in her heart and became completely stiff.

Between the legs, where girls and women should not have anything, there was indeed a lump of flesh. An Xu reached out and fiddled with it, but the thing didn't move at all. She hooked one finger around the neckline of the dress and looked down. She was wearing nothing underneath, and could see a bulge that definitely shouldn't be there.

What the hell is this? !

She felt a rolling thunder hit her head, which made her scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. So am I a bisexual now? She looks like a little angel, so she has both genders? But when I was thinking about angels, there was a whiteboard underneath, right? What on earth is going on in my head? An Xu covered his face, feeling that he had read too many strange novels.

The white door opened at this moment, and standing outside the door was a woman wearing a black and white maid uniform, followed by two people dressed as male servants. Their footsteps paused when they saw An Xu. The male servant stopped outside, and the woman stopped one meter away from the bed.

"Ms. An." She said formulaically, "Are you feeling well?"

She is a middle-aged woman with brown hair and an ordinary face. She also has a Western appearance. Her pursed lips look a bit mean. What she spoke was not any language that An Xu knew, but An Xu understood it smoothly, as if he was listening to his mother tongue. Of course, this is An Xu's dream, so it feels like it's not his mother tongue, and it's purely emphasizing the Western background of the dream. The game she played before going to bed was in a Western fantasy setting, so it was not surprising that she would dream about such a setting.

"Yeah." An Xu responded casually, wondering where this story would go. The maid nodded, frowned at her cross-legged posture, and said, "Then please come with me, the elders are waiting for you."

An Xu wanted to stand up, but his legs refused to obey him and he rolled to the ground. Her field of vision shook again, and she quickly closed her eyes and took a deep breath, fearing that she would be woken up by the fall. She froze in place for a few seconds before a hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up.

"I'm sorry." The maid said, but her tone was not as polite as she said. She sounded just routine, just as rough and impatient as she pulled An Xu's hand, which was not the way to treat the host's lady. She didn't help An Xu change her clothes and tie her hair. She only urged An Xu to put on her shoes, half supporting and half dragging her forward.

It doesn't fit the identity of the character, An Xu thought, could it be that I fell off the bed while sleeping? I didn’t wake up like this, thank God! She simply relaxed her strength and let the maid pull her, looking around as she walked.

It is a large house with high ceilings and a very long corridor with many portraits hanging on both sides. The character is probably an aristocrat from the Western classical period? Anxu took a quick look and noticed some strange phenomena, such as a man holding a lady's fan, and a woman with a pair of huge breasts but wearing men's clothes and riding a horse like a conqueror. It is not accurate to say that they wear clothes randomly. There are also men and women who dress normally. Let's wear them in half. The rows of portraits look subtly regular. Before An Xu could figure it out, he was taken to a hall.

There was a statue of a god hanging high in the middle of the hall, and it was crowded with people. As soon as the door opened, these guys with different looks but none of them could be called friendly all set their sights on An Xu. If placed in reality, this situation would scare her immediately, but since it was a dream now, An Xu looked back without any pressure.

According to the luxuriousness of their clothes, the crowd can be simply and roughly divided into masters and servants. The servants were all young and middle-aged, and the masters were only middle-aged and old, both men and women. Most of them glanced at Anxu and then turned back, staring at a noble lady sitting in the middle. The blond lady must have been a beauty when she was young, and she still retains her charm even as she gets older. An Xu couldn't help but stare at her. The lady didn't even look at An Xu. She high-fived her to regain her attention and said, "So, what do you think?"

"I still insist." said an old man with wrinkles on his face like tree bark. "The family shame of using banned drugs cannot remain in Aiboli."

"Are you going to let the only son of the Sullivan family be exiled?" a younger woman said harshly.

"The useless alpha without superpowers is not worthy of inheriting Sullivan!" The old bark man raised his voice.

Anxu's ears suddenly stood up. Ability? alpha? Oh my god, this is actually a superpower plus ABO setting! No wonder I grew [beep——], it’s great to have multiple experiences in one dream! She looked at the old men eagerly, hoping they could explain more background.

"Staying in Abery does not mean becoming the head of the Sullivan family." The third person, an old man with a long beard, said soothingly, "I don't think Mrs. Norma will let an unhealthy alpha become the head of the family. ,Yeah?"

"You are right, I will not let anyone tarnish the glory of the Sullivan family, even my daughter." The noble lady pretended to wipe the dry corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, "But can anyone have the heart to put my only child to death?" Taken from me, after my husband, Earl Edward, died fighting for the Empire?"

The bark old man's face twitched, and he managed to say calmly: "No one can ignore the contribution of His Excellency the Earl. As long as Mrs. Norma can come up with a proper solution, this matter does not have to end in an embarrassing way."

"With all due respect, the top priority is to welcome back the young master living in Alinggu. He developed into an alpha last year, and his grandfather has the closest blood relationship to the Sullivan family." Another person said.

"You are so unkind." The noble lady said with a fake smile, "Anna's engagement with Marquis Samuel's daughter will be completed this year. When their child is born, it may not be possible to drive back the young master who is tired from the journey. Isn’t that great?”

"When did she get engaged to the Stewart family?"

"His Excellency the Earl has a close personal relationship with the Marquis Samuel. He had an agreement with the Marquis Samuel when he was still alive."

"Oh? Is the agreement with that cousin of the Pulan family invalidated?"

"Unfortunately, Anna developed into an alpha, and there is no marriageable omega in the Pulan family..."

An Xu listened for about five minutes and became distracted. The crowd made countless moves, mixed with countless unfamiliar nouns, place names and people's names. An Xu tried his best to hit a few, but gave up when he found that the number of words continued to increase endlessly. She half-emptied her mind, sifting through their nonsense to understand the information.

The first effective information is that her name is Anna Sullivan. Her father died and she was the only child in the family. She took forbidden drugs and became a ripening alpha. She has no superpowers and is called a waste. It is speculated from this that this ABO world is not divided into ABO at birth, but the first gender of male and female, and then differentiates into ABO after reaching a certain age. Beta and O must have special abilities. Without them, they are useless and cannot inherit the family business.

Valid information two, neither the most aggressive old bark man nor the noble lady (her mother here) who seemed to be on her side had any intention of making it easy for her. The only difference is who takes over next, whether she is exiled to a remote country or imprisoned and spends her life as a stallion to carry on the family line.

An Xu felt very unhappy.

Her thinking is quite linear, and she thinks that if she wants to go to some harem, it would be more refreshing to just hit her to death. Nowadays, it is rare to have a lucid dream with rich settings. The time of dreaming is so precious, but people here waste their time on fighting games that An Xu cannot appreciate. Are you embarrassed to talk about the high-end settings? ? If you want superpowers, start fighting quickly. If you want ABO, hurry up, who is interested in watching old men bicker! An Xu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Hey..."

Snapped!

Before she could finish her sentence, a crisp slap interrupted her. The lady took back the hand that had slapped her daughter in disgust, and was about to say something that would earn her some points, but before she could speak, she was stunned.

An slowly turned back, her expression was very scary, Mrs. Norma never thought that Anna would dare to look at her like this. Speaking of which, since being brought here today, something has not been right about Anna. The noble lady knew very well what kind of thing her daughter was. She had been submissive, dull and stupid since she was a child. On this occasion, she should have been as well-behaved as a statue, instead of her eyes wandering around like just now, showing that... too relaxed, as if I didn't see a person who was free and lively.

Now, Ann "sees" her.

Norma felt that the hairs all over her body stood up, and a loud noise made her almost fall into her chair. She looked around in panic, only to see that the large window that had let in the sunlight just now suddenly darkened. The sky outside the window was covered with clouds, and there were thunders one after another. Damn the weather, she cursed secretly, reassuring herself that the unusual premonition of danger was just a big fuss. In order to cover up her gaffe, she slapped An again and cursed: "How dare you be so disrespectful in front of God, you sinner!"

The girl spun back around again, this time very quickly. There were bright red palm prints on her face, but the anger in her eyes was like lightning and thunder. Wait, it was indeed lightning and thunder! Silver-white electric arcs flickered in her light-colored eyes, making them look like they belonged to something inhuman.

There was a commotion among the people in the hall, some people screamed, some people rushed up quickly, and some people wanted to run out in fear, but it was all too late.

An Xu was so angry that even her parents never beat her, but she was beaten by a thing in her dream! Twice! Although it doesn’t hurt, what if I wake up! She was filled with anger and evil, glaring at the rioting crowd, all she could think about was erasing them all. Under a high level of mental concentration, something that cannot be expressed in words suddenly surges up in the body, fills up, fills up, crowds every corner, and begins to seek a space for release.

She felt the skin around her body was numbing slightly, and people around her saw the girl's blond hair floating strangely without any wind. Then---

Thunder suddenly fell.