I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [18]

Seeing Furina puffing up with righteous fury, Chen Mo tried to calmly explain:

“Lady Furina, what I meant was… in this world, you can use elemental power—”

“I’m a god. I can use elemental power in any world,” Furina snapped, arms crossed, chin slightly raised in a haughty pose of disdain.

“Okay, okay, I get it—you’re totally capable,” Chen Mo chuckled, finally realizing what she was being so stubborn about.

“But the thing is, this world’s a little… special. Even Archons only get two skills here. On the other hand, even the weakest nobody who shows up here also gets two skills. Everyone’s on a pretty even footing—it’s not like the real world where status means everything.”

“Eh? Is… is that so?”

Furina faltered slightly, a little embarrassed. So that’s what he meant. Had she overreacted just now?

“Yeah, what else did you think I meant?”

In truth, Chen Mo hadn’t been talking about this at all—but since his earlier comment about her “not being able to use elemental power” had clearly hit a nerve, he decided to just go along with it and steer the conversation elsewhere.

“Come here, I’ll show you how it works,” he said, gesturing for Furina to come closer.

“Here, do this—raise your right hand quickly, like this.” Chen Mo mimicked Furina’s elemental skill animation from the game, dramatically lifting his right arm skyward.

Furina, watching him, mimicked the motion.

“Now say it with me—‘May I present...!’”

“May I present...!”

The moment she shouted that, BOOM—water splashed out around them, and three blue hydro-shaped creatures materialized.

A boar, a frog, and a crab.

Chen Mo stared at them, stunned.

“…Wait a second?! What the hell is this?!! What the—AAAAH!”

Before he could make sense of what had happened, the watery blue boar suddenly lunged at him. Using its full body weight, it slammed into Chen Mo and sent him flying several meters through the air, arcing like a ragdoll.

As he flew, he screamed:

“Why does your Salon Solitaire have a PIGGGGGG—!!!”

With a dramatic cry to the heavens, his body shattered into sparkling white particles and vanished in front of Furina.

He hadn’t even hit level 10 yet—there was no way he could survive a full-body charge from a hydro boar. His HP bar went straight to zero.

…

After some time, Chen Mo opened his eyes again, groaning in pain from the impact that had left his lower back throbbing.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” Furina asked, visibly flustered.

He lay on the ground, clutching his waist. From his angle, all he could see behind Furina was sky—no buildings, no structures.

Except for a faint glimmer of blue light at the very top of his vision, which told him he was lying right in front of the Statue of The Seven in Fontaine’s Court.

Just then, a line of text popped up in the sky:

[Fontaine – Palais Mermonia, High Danger Level]

“Heh… Now that’s new. First time I’ve seen a ‘high danger’ warning inside a city hub… How low is my level anyway…”

“Eh? Fontaine – Palais Mermonia?” Furina looked up, noticing the red warning text as well. “But I thought you said this wasn’t Fontaine! So why—”

Chen Mo facepalmed. “When you wake up in the morning, walk out your front door in Palais Mermonia—do you get floating text over your head?”

“…Of course not.”

“There you go. Doesn’t that prove this isn’t really Fontaine?”

“Huh?” Furina tilted her head in confusion, as if someone had just uploaded a whole galaxy into her brain.

“But that does remind me,” Chen Mo muttered. “This level’s too low—can’t keep going like this. When we get back, I’m farming Ley Line Blossoms with those two to grind some levels…”

Before he could finish that thought, the hydro crab in front of him started bubbling aggressively. A stream of water bubbles passed right through his prone body—and with them, his HP bar began steadily ticking down again.

If he hadn’t been lying right next to a Statue of The Seven, which was slowly healing him, he probably would’ve died again.

“Ahem—Lady Furina?”

“Eh?”

“Can you maybe ask Mademoiselle Crabaletta there to stop spitting bubbles at me?”

“Ah! Oh, right—sorry!” Furina clapped her hands together in apology, then turned to the three hydro summons and said, “All right, all right—off you go!”

The moment the words left her mouth, the three watery creatures poofed out of existence, melting into streams of water that trickled away across the ground.

Chen Mo stared at the puddles they left behind, then looked up at Furina again.

What even are these summons supposed to be? Gentilhomme Usher is a frog? Surintendante Chevalmarin is a pig? Did the Salon Solitaire pick up some new backup dancers?

Or did HoYoVerse nerf Furina’s kit after I transmigrated?!

But before he could voice any of these questions, Furina beat him to it.

“You just mentioned… Ley Line Blossoms? Are you well-versed in matters of the ley lines?”

She figured that, since Chen Mo clearly knew a lot, maybe she could subtly pry out something useful. Who knew—maybe a throwaway comment could someday prove critical.

“Oh, that? That’s just part of the dream-world ley lines. There are two kinds—blue ones drop EXP books, yellow ones drop Mora. That’s all.”

“Hm… I see.” Furina nodded, a little disappointed. She had no idea what he meant by “farming EXP books” or “farming Mora” or what “farming” even meant—but none of it sounded remotely related to prophecies, rising sea levels, or Fontaine citizens dissolving.

Just then, the chat window popped open in front of Chen Mo again, and Nahida’s voice came through:

“Chen Mo, Chen Mo—this is Nahida. We’ve run out of Mora.”

“Huh? How many recipes did you buy?”

“Um… let me check.” Nahida walked over to the counter at Good Hunter, opened up the interaction menu with Sara, and browsed through the items.

“We bought Tea Break Pancakes, Flaming Red Bolognese, Cream Stew, Meatnado, and Sautéed Matsutake… and then the Mora was all gone. We didn’t get the recipes for "Pile 'Em Up" or Crispy Potato Shrimp Platter.”

“All right, I’ll bring Furina back to meet up with you two.”

Chen Mo closed the chat window and got up off the ground. Turning to Furina, he said:

“C’mon, tap on the Statue of The Seven’s dialogue menu.”

“Eh? I can’t…”

“Go! I’ve told you three times—this isn’t your Fontaine!”

“Ugh… f-fine…” Furina reluctantly stood and followed his instructions, opening the menu of the Statue of The Seven as guided.

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