A slightly cool breeze...

A slightly humid air...

Qin Yi blinked and saw a familiar street. The breeze blew the tiny morning light, which made Qin Yi, who was originally drowsy, wake up a lot. He lowered his head and saw a pancake stall in front of him, and he stood behind the stall with an apron...he was selling things.

What am I selling?

Oh, I'm selling 1,000-layer cakes.

There was no one on the street in the morning, and Qin Yi lowered his head and tried to make a thousand-layer cake. This was his first time making a thousand-layer cake, but he knew how to make it for no reason.

Well... it seems like I covered these thin skins layer by layer, covered with a thousand layers, and finally added spices and sweet and spicy sauce and finished it.

Although I feel that making cakes seems a bit strange, it should be fine. I did this before, and Qin Yi thought silently in his heart.

After confirming the method of making the thousand-layer cake, Qin Yi didn't think about anything. He empty his head and stood motionless behind his stall like a street tree. He was in a particularly peaceful mood. This kind of silence in doing nothing made him enjoy it very much.

"Ayi, I set up a stall so early!"

A familiar voice came from the left. Qin Yi looked at the sound and said that Bai Mufeng was walking towards him. The other party was holding fried dough sticks in his hand, pulling slippers, and holding a cup of soy milk.

"Brother Bai, it's so early for you to get up today." Qin Yi smiled.

Qin Yi was particularly happy when he saw Bai Mufeng in the morning. He didn't know why he was so happy. He just felt that it seemed like a very rare thing to meet with the other party in such a normal manner.

"Do you want a thousand-layer cake?" Qin Yi asked.

"Well, let me try making thousand-layer cakes this time," said Bai Mufeng.

"Can you make it? Layer cakes are not that easy to make."

"Who do you look down on me? You have the ability to compete with me! Let's stack a thousand-layer cake together to see who can stack the last layer."

Qin Yi thought for a moment, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He always felt that Bai Mufeng wanted an amateur technique to challenge his professional skills. If he refused now, he would not be a professional thousand-layer cake master.

When Qin Yi thought of this, he agreed immediately: "Come on!"

He promised to be so decisive that he didn't even notice that the rules of the two of them did not include any skills. This was a loophole that even children could detect, but Qin Yi did not notice that such an outrageous game was very normal and interesting in his eyes.

Qin Yi used chopsticks to pick up a thin layer of skin and put it on the stove surface. Then Bai Mufeng also used the same movement to pick up a thin piece of skin. Both of them covered the skin very quickly, and the two simple movements were repeated continuously.

Qin Yi devoted himself to this meaningless game. Not knowing that time was slowly passing, he put new dough on the other side's face while counting how many layers the other side put.

Sometimes he would put two more layers, and sometimes Bai Mufeng would put two more layers. The thousand-layer cake became thicker and thicker, which was beyond the thickness that ordinary thousand-layer cakes should have.

"elder brother!"

"elder brother!"

The gentle greetings of the two girls came from behind. Qin Yi paused and turned around and looked behind him. Ada and Liu Xiyue walked out of the community hand in hand. Their relationship seemed very good, just like good sisters who grew up together.

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was about to raise his hand to say hello to them, and asked them where they were going, but suddenly he remembered that the game was still going!

Qin Yi turned around suddenly and found that Bai Mufeng was arching his hands and stacking dough onto the thousand-layer cake. Now there are countless pieces of dough!

He is going to lose!

How can I accurately stack the last one without knowing the quantity?

For some reason, this game that was like a child's play was extremely important in Qin Yi's heart. When he thought that Bai Mufeng was the one who won the game in the end, Qin Yi felt an irresistible and intense fear.

The only thing he can do now is to continue putting the dough on it. Maybe he is lucky and can stack the last layer on it?

Just as Qin Yi was picking up a new face, Bai Mufeng raised his head and showed a meaningful smile at him. He opened his mouth and said something, but the whole world suddenly became silent.

"ah!"

Qin Yi gasped heavily and woke up from his dream. He saw the familiar ceiling in the underground apartment of the Holy Temple. His clothes were soaked, his ears were buzzing, and he could feel his heart beating very fast in his chest.

He sat up from the bed, sat for a while, recalling such a dream.

This time it was still the dream of a thousand-layer cake. What happened in the dream was stupid and outrageous, but it was so real. There was obviously no terrible plot, but Qin Yi felt the long-lost fear.

Is it the most vulnerable for everyone in their dreams?

Otherwise, how could he be afraid of losing such a playful game?

This constant dream made Qin Yi feel that there was a warning meaning in it, but he couldn't think of what the dream was warning about.

I turned my head and looked at the electronic clock placed on the bedside table. The time on it was five o'clock in the morning. I didn't expect that I would sleep until dawn. It was all the strange dream. I slept so uneasy that I didn't get rid of my fatigue yesterday.

Qin Yi opened the door and left the room. He took the elevator to the first floor of the church. After leaving the side door, he found that it was raining outside.

It is winter now, the air is cold and dry, and it is difficult to form convection due to temperature, so it is difficult to rain. Today's rain is really rare, just like a strange dream, showing him some omen.

The air in the early morning of winter is damp and cold, which can freeze and numb people's bones, but it makes Qin Yi's mind much clearer. His brain, which has never stopped thinking, rarely has a brief blank, as if if he thinks about problems at this moment, any problem can be solved easily.

Qin Yi walked into the rain, and the rain dripped from his head to his feet. He walked all the way to the park in the community and sat down on a public chair. There was nothing else around him except the drizzle of rain. He raised his head and looked into the sky, watching the rain smashing down his eyes.

He just woke up from his dream and still had a sense of nothingness, which made Qin Yi feel an illusion when he looked at the falling raindrops, as if all the rain was rising, and he was the only one who kept falling in the rain... falling towards the sky.

...

Liu Xiyue opened her eyes and looked around. Robert and Edmunds were both huddled in the chair and fell asleep. When Edmunds fell asleep, he seemed to be closing his eyes and pondering, and his eyebrows were still crowded together. Robert was like a drowsy old man who was drooling in the evening, snoring hard and heavy. The feeling of power on his body was gone when he woke up.

Liu Xiyue stretched, stood up from the chair, and left the room.

The big event that happened last night made Edmons gather them together urgently for a meaningless meeting.

Although it was discussed at 2 a.m. yesterday, no results were discussed in the end. In the end, everyone was so sleepy that they fell asleep one after another.

This funny result was also expected by Liu Xiyue. After all, all the things everyone has done so far are because of Qin Yi's orders.

If something goes wrong, only Qin Yi can handle it.
Chapter completed!