Richard felt himself drifting into sleep.
It was the true kind of sleep—losing all conscious awareness, losing all external defenses, a profoundly deep sleep.
Honestly, since embarking on the quest to uncover the truths of the world, he hadn't experienced this sort of sleep for a long, long time, nearly forgetting the last time he felt it. Now, he was able to experience it again.
In the dream, he was very quiet.
In the dream, he saw many inexplicable scenes, images.
The first scene appeared in a small dirt pit.
Inside the small dirt pit was a massive ant nest, inhabited by tens of thousands of ants, which had established a vast ant Kingdom. Numerous worker ants busily moved in and out, some carrying foraged food, others expanding the nest even further.
Everything seemed thriving, full of energy and vitality.
Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, and two human children ran over, carrying wooden buckets half-filled with water.
