Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Pastry Chef or Ramen Master

Hearing Joy Hughes’s question, Lamb stopped and turned around.

His eyes, lazy yet cunning, fell upon Joy Hughes.

His ears seemed to twitch slightly.

He could clearly sense the faint aura on her, the mark of a fellow Beloved of the Dream God.

A flash of understanding, followed by deeper amusement, crossed his face.

"Well now, this one’s quite perceptive."

He grinned, revealing two small fangs, but didn’t answer directly, choosing instead to be mysterious.

"However, newcomers to the Divine Kingdom of Sweet Dreams have to go through the process themselves.

All I can tell you is what’s in the mission description.

As for how to get there and how to find it... heheh, that’ll take your own effort and luck."

He deliberately drew out the word "luck," his tone clearly mocking.

"After all, in a dream, following the rules can sometimes get you lost.

Whereas a small accident or a whimsical thought might just open the gates to the Candy Castle, don’t you think?"

He winked, then leaped lightly backward before anyone could ask another question.

Two fluffy, cotton-candy-like white clouds materialized out of thin air beneath his feet!

"Alright, have a pleasant journey!

I’ll be waiting for you up ahead—if you can find the way!

Hahaha!"

With a rather punchable laugh, Lamb rode the clouds he had summoned.

He moved at a speed that seemed leisurely but was actually incredibly fast,

speeding toward a distant, more brilliantly colored area where the faint silhouette of a castle spire seemed to hover, shrinking to a tiny dot in the blink of an eye.

"Hey! Wait! That guy! He definitely knows the way!"

Vincent Vaughn grew anxious; he didn’t want to waste time wandering around aimlessly.

"He’s been in this instance before! Let’s follow him!"

The moment he finished speaking, a faint cyan glow enveloped Vincent Vaughn as he activated his Talent, [Wind Power]!

It wasn’t Flight, but his running speed increased dramatically.

His legs became a blur, kicking up a gust of cool wind.

He shot off in pursuit, heading in the direction Lamb had disappeared!

His speed was several times faster than an ordinary person’s.

The ever-silent Clayton Quinn’s eyes flashed.

His body blurred slightly, as if melting into the light.

The next moment, his figure vanished silently from the spot.

His body merged directly into his own shadow.

He became a shadow skimming across the ground, sticking close behind Vincent Vaughn.

His speed was just as fast, but far more stealthy.

"Miss Hughes, don’t worry!"

Seeing this, Ironhide immediately turned to Joy Hughes beside him.

He patted his thick chest and said with simple but firm resolve,

"I’ll protect you!

You might not know me. I’m a special forces operative from the Central Base, codename Ironhide!

My leader is Officer Gordon Chandler!

He gave me special orders that if I ever ran into you, I had to ensure your safety!"

When Joy Hughes heard the name "Gordon Chandler," a flicker of emotion crossed her eyes.

She nodded slightly, her voice still cool but now laced with a hint of gratitude.

"Thank you, Ironhide. I’ll be in your care."

[Pastry Chef] 𝖋𝙧ⅇ𝙚𝐰𝙚𝑏𝒏𝔬𝕧𝘦𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝓂

[Ability One: Sticky Frost Sugar: Consume a small amount of spiritual power to condense and sprinkle colored frost sugar that contains the rules of the dreamscape. 𝓯𝗿𝗲𝘦𝖜𝚎𝙗𝑛𝗈𝖛𝒆𝘭.𝗰𝗼𝕞

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