Chapter 317: Nightmare in Hand
When the Earth Patrol Team got serious, even the most irrational crowd was forcibly cald down.
Violence is the most effective way to communicate with unreasonable people.
This ti was no exception.
However, when the Earth Patrol Team prepared to escort to the safe zone, I politely declined.
“There’s no need to escort . Don't forget, even if all these people attacked together, they couldn't cause any harm. You and I are people from two different worlds.”
“But… it’s still too dangerous here. There are still Nightmares wandering around. If so unknown consequence befalls you, we…”
“Don’t think of as so weak. I’m not so frail scholar who only knows theory. Step aside.”
I looked at the captain of the Earth Patrol Team, my gaze icy.
For so reason, my tone and attitude towards these people were filled with coldness and contempt.
It was a kind of disdain that felt completely detached from them.
I didn’t know how they had offended .
Perhaps it was their attitude, perhaps it was their ordinary, uninhibited lives displayed before my eyes.
“Scholar, please don’t make things difficult for us. Protecting you is my duty. Even if you want to protect these little ones, we don’t mind. Please cooperate with us. Even if you are an outsider, it’s the sa. This is our ho turf. Even if you are an esteed scholar, we still…”
“Still have to step aside. You can’t stop .”
I interrupted him and then looked down at the Fool’s Dream beside .
“Stay put. I’ll be back after I take care of sothing.”
Then, I walked straight towards the area they had sealed off.
He subconsciously wanted to stop , but his hand couldn't touch .
“Tsk… damn it… All Earth Patrol Team personnel! Enter the sealed-off zone and protect that scholar!”
At this command, all the Earth Patrol Team mbers looked at each other, thinking the captain must be joking.
He couldn't even touch her himself, so how were they supposed to protect that scholar?
“Idiots… it’s just for show. You guys go and disperse those ignorant fools. The rest of you, follow . Whether we can do it or not, we at least have to go through the motions to prove we tried, understand?”
The captain angrily walked over to his team mbers and roared in a low voice, then led the charge.
The others reacted and followed.
A few were responsible for dispersing the crowd.
After being intimidated by the captain, who would dare to linger?
If the specific charges were pinned on them, they would cry their eyes out.
Ganging up to assault a scholar—no one wanted that charge.
So, getting back ho quickly was the priority.
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At this mont, I entered the Nightmare-invaded area.
After getting closer, I "saw" the residual power and information unique to the Nightmare.
Walking into a house, I looked at a person who had been invaded by the Nightmare.
The aura on their body, and… sothing I could touch…
After being attacked by a Nightmare, does a person's consciousness also leave their body and manifest a body in the dream state?
I looked at a dream body that almost completely overlapped with reality.
The Nightmare's aura was entwined around them.
In their dream, they were constantly struggling as if they had seen sothing terrifying, their reactions causing their real bodies to show a ferocious expression.
Their reaction after being attacked by a Nightmare seed to be slightly different from us outsiders.
Perhaps this was worth researching, but I was more interested in the culprit behind all this, the Nightmare itself.
The Nightmare had no specific form.
When I first arrived, the ans I used to trap the Nightmare was simply to weave elents into a seamless cage.
But now, with the Dream Rewrite Spell, everything was much simpler.
When my power touched this Nightmare, it flickered warily, and then, this dark energy gathered into a ferocious human face and let out a piercing roar at .
“That’s it? This can scare people?”
With a wave of my hand, I trapped the ball of Nightmare energy.
This operation was effortless for .
The suddenly trapped Nightmare seed to show a hint of disbelief on its ferocious face, followed by a frantic struggle, but it couldn't break free.
“That’s right, just like that. It's just a fragnt of a complete Nightmare. Spreading its power so thin to invade so many people, isn't it afraid of killing itself.”
At this mont, the Earth Patrol Team arrived late.
When they saw the black Nightmare, they were so scared they didn’t dare to move forward.
“The troublemakers have arrived.”
I turned to look at them.
Seeing their trembling legs and the fact that they dared not take another step, I knew they were all cowards.
But from another perspective, the Earth Patrol Team were just paid workers.
Why would they risk their lives for that little monthly salary?
“Standing there like that, don't you all feel you're in the way?”
I said, holding the wisp of Nightmare I had just caught.
The Nightmare’s splitting characteristic ant that without special ans, they were really difficult to deal with.
I also discovered that even the smallest division of a Nightmare seed to have a thread of Destiny inside, which ant that these Nightmares had been "assimilated" by the script, becoming complete tool-people, or rather, tool-Nightmares.
“You… you… is this a Nightmare? You caught a Nightmare?”
“Just one of them. The main part isn't dealt with yet. This is no longer sothing you can interfere with. Can't you see? Not getting in the way is the greatest help you can give .”
After mocking them, I walked past them and left.
And this wisp of Nightmare in my hand… should be considered the bait I found.
“Nightmare, if you don't co out, this fragnt of yours is about to be gone.”
As I spoke, a fireball suddenly appeared in my palm.
The scorching heat stimulated the trapped Nightmare, causing it to dart around frantically, but it still couldn’t escape my grasp.
I looked around, but there was still no movent.
Was my threat not enough?
Or was a Nightmare fragnt with only a single thread of Destiny not enough to warrant its attention?
But in the next mont, countless black Nightmare auras from all directions within the sealed-off area converged, forming a huge Nightmare mass not far in front of .
The surging black gas seed to freeze the surrounding air, making the Earth Patrol Team mbers who had followed catch their breath.
They had never seen such a terrifying scene in all their years on the team.
If they had known the true form of the Nightmare they had sealed off was like this, they wouldn't have thought it was an easy job.
My gaze was fixed on the Nightmare.
This was the first ti I had looked so seriously at the existence form of a Nightmare, but the information it fed back was incomprehensible to .
Looking at it for a long ti made feel a little uncomfortable.
But the Nightmare wasn't just gathering here for to look at.
It condensed a human-like face, opened its big mouth, and charged at with a roar.
The intense aura brought by the Nightmare in that instant ford a huge pressure.
The emotions of fear and terror swept over everyone present, and then this emotion continued to grow in everyone's hearts.
Without the resistance of special magical ans, relying on my own will and control over emotions was already a bit unbearable.
This was obviously beyond the scope that could be suppressed by willpower alone.
If this emotion was allowed to grow in the heart without an equivalent transcendent ans, the consequences would be unimaginable.
I had to admit the Nightmare's thods; at least in terms of emotions, it was already superior to .
Although this kind of attrition seed to be able to temper one's will, it was obvious that I didn't have ti to use this Nightmare as a whetstone at this mont.
In the next mont, the Nightmare's condensed face wanted to penetrate my body and cause heavy damage to my mind, but in the next mont, it slamd into sothing like a barrier, unable to advance an inch.
“A lamb entering a tiger's mouth is just like this.”
With a wave of my hand, the Dream Rewrite Spell surged, and the barrier that blocked the Nightmare turned into a cage that trapped it.
I had said that after obtaining the Dream Rewrite Spell, I was already "invincible" in this dream.
If they wanted to resist the effect of this spell, they were essentially fighting against the entire dream state.
Or perhaps, the spell effect was not quite accurate.
The essence of this spell's effect was to replace the channel through which the dream itself acquired information.
The effect it created was actually the behavior of the dream itself, or rather, the laws of the dream.
That's why I said that fighting this spell was fighting the dream itself, and this was also the core concept of this spell: using the environnt.
The originally very intimidating huge Nightmare was isolated by the dream itself at this mont, turning into a constantly surging dark condensed ball in my hand.
Such a contrast was indeed sigh-inducing, especially for the Earth Patrol Team.
How could they have ever seen such a spectacle?
“You're all here… Indeed, it's ti to clean up the ss.”
I turned to look at the Earth Patrol Team.
At least at this ti, they were still sowhat useful.
“You can go back and directly explain the situation. I have taken the Nightmare away and will contain it in the extraordinary research base. I will analyze it and find a way to eradicate the Nightmares. You should know what to say to the public, right?”
“Under… understood…”
At this mont, the middle-aged man who was the captain of the Earth Patrol Team hurriedly got up and replied.
“Mm.”
Seeing that they were so sensible, I didn't bother with them anymore.
I took the Nightmare to the place where the Fool’s Dream had gathered before.
But when I got there, they all subconsciously showed a look of fear, their eyes fixed on the thing in my hand.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s already been trapped by ,” I comforted them.
It seed that the Fool’s Dream’s fear of the Nightmare was already etched into their bones.
Even though this was once a part of them as dream creatures, when they decided they wanted to beco true living beings, this instinctive resistance to the Nightmare still showed.
“It’s okay. If you encounter any difficulties next ti, just co and find directly. If I hadn’t been with you this ti, I’m afraid you would have suffered too, right? Go back and have a good rest. I hope you can appear in my laboratory full of energy tomorrow.”
I reached out my hand subconsciously, wanting to pat these little cuties, but I touched nothing.
After bidding farewell to these lovely Fool’s Dream, I prepared to take the Nightmare back to the extraordinary research base.
Getting off work on ti was my regular routine.
At the base, pulling all-nighters was commonplace for those geniuses.
I needed to try to create sothing to trap this Nightmare tonight.
After all, what was currently trapping it was my spell.
Once I stopped maintaining the spell effect, the dream would be unable to receive the corresponding information and the cage restricting the Nightmare would dissipate.
At that ti, this Nightmare would regain its freedom.
I naturally couldn't let this happen.
I still had many questions I hadn't gotten answers to from this guy.
I hope the guys at the base wouldn't be scared by this Nightmare.
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At the sa ti.
On a street on the other side of the underground city.
Bai Yu strolled along the bustling street, constantly whispering sothing.
Her gaze saw through the prosperity and noise here.
The passing pedestrians and the street thugs she saw, everything seed to be in slow motion in Bai Yu's eyes.
Seeing the essence through behavior, seeing human nature through essence.
The scene here was sothing she had never seen before.
This was sothing that would absolutely not happen in the world she lived in.
She saw people who hard the interests of others for their own selfish desires, saw people beco selfish and greedy under their undisguised desires.
She was doubting if this was really ordinary.
Ordinary, in her understanding, was a normal state, a normal state of life.
However, this did not an diocrity, nor did it represent no value or aning.
If what these ordinary people in this world showed was their normal state, then what was their value and aning?
She needed to constantly think from their perspective, to substitute herself into their perception of ordinary, but this undoubtedly impacted her own concepts.
Bai Yu suddenly stopped, standing in place, taking a deep breath.
As a body cultivator, the ability to control her own state had already beco her instinct.
That's right, body cultivation, not physical arts.
When she was choosing her graduation project, she chose the most popular branch of the soul project: ordinary.
Because Bai Yu felt that if she had to use an adjective to describe herself, then along the way, she was indeed too ordinary.
She had also been full of hope when she entered the Witch Academy, but reality had smoothed out her edges.
Perhaps her ntor was right.
Her experience at the Witch Academy was a process of constantly accepting that she was just one of the ordinary masses.
So how did her ordinary life take a turn?
Was it… when Little Han decided to apply to the Witch Academy?
Bai Yu didn't know.
She just simply filled her mind with these thoughts, hoping that they would collide and produce an answer for her.
But this ti, it failed again.
Bai Yu looked at the people on the roadside.
They greedily satisfied their own desires, unscrupulously showing the ugliness of their human nature.
Was this their own fault?
Perhaps, but it was more about the environnt.
The environnt shapes a person's character.
The beauty and ugliness of human nature are intertwined, just like ordinary.
Everyone's definition of it is also different.
It seed that everything had returned to the starting point.
Her understanding of ordinary, her research on the project of ordinary, had shifted from exploring the outside world to her own perception of it.
Perhaps she shouldn't have avoided it like this, but should have tried to understand it.
Just like she had stayed at the Witch Academy for so long and accepted and understood her own ordinariness, perhaps she should also accept their definition of ordinary.
She looked at a disabled person in a wheelchair passing by her.
Even if they were physically disabled, didn't they continue to live on?
This was probably the truest form of ordinary.
Just as Bai Yu was thinking this, a woman wearing what was clearly a nurse's uniform hurriedly ca forward and grabbed the handle of the backrest.
"Are you trying to die by coming out for so fresh air like this! Do you know where this is? If you do this again, we'll go back early, and you can forget about coming out for the next few days!"
"Using such a tone on a patient is too much," Bai Yu followed her heart and stepped forward to speak.
After all, just now, that disabled person was also a part of a certain vague revelation she had gained in her enlightennt.
"Who are you? Don't show off your overflowing sympathy in front of ."
"No, I'm just questioning you as a nurse for treating a disabled person like this."
"Questioning ? Are you the nurse or am I the nurse? I advise you not to pity this guy. His environnt and other things have destined his ntality to be different from normal people..."
"Oh... pretty little thing..."
Before the nurse could finish, an inharmonious voice ca.
And this nurse subconsciously pushed him a little further away, making his hand miss.
"Now you understand how this guy's leg was broken, right? Don't ddle in other people's business."
At this mont, Bai Yu was shocked by what had just happened.
The nurse's words echoed in her mind.
Yes... this was a problem she needed to face... whether it was congenital or acquired, their disability was destined to be looked at differently by others.
People who grew up in such an environnt would naturally have a slightly different ntality from normal people... perhaps they would beco very bad, perhaps they would still face life with optimism.
These were all points she needed to face.
This point would not change because of her kindness or pity.
And what was the difference between those at the bottom living in this underground city and that disabled person just now?
The environnt, external factors had shaped them.
They themselves were not at fault.
Bai Yu looked at the white figure walking away.
She hadn't expected to be enlightened in this way unintentionally.
Ordinary was not just about beauty and happiness; suffering and ugliness were also a part of ordinary.
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