In the Land of the Far North, the pale, feeble sun hung low in the sky, casting a cold and sparse glow.
Norris was standing on a cleared patch of snow, demonstrating to a group of werewolves dressed in specially-made elastic mycelium clothing how to more effectively control their subordinate Puki.
Nowadays, the werewolves attracted from the tenth tier already numbered more than forty, but only about half were gathered in front of Norris.
Not all werewolves were willing to expose themselves under the sun, as the feeling of weakened power instinctively made them uncomfortable.
Karen actually didn’t like it either.
But at this mont, she persisted in standing within the team, her gaze burning brightly.
Because she noticed that Norris, who usually avoided her, had nowhere to hide when carrying out the teaching tasks assigned by the "boss."
She also keenly noticed that when Norris t her gaze in werewolf form, he would quickly look away, but when he connected with her human form, his gaze would linger for that elusive extra mont.
Karen thought it must be because her werewolf form was too tall, which instinctively made this half-lizardman nervous!
How adorable! She thought...
Feeling the intense gaze from the side that nearly lted the snow, Norris stiffened his face, and rigidly shifted his gaze to another direction, repeating the instructions on commanding Puki: "Focus the mind... Yes, not through shouting, but through ’thought’..."
anwhile, in his mind, the boss was casually chatting with him now and then.
"Oh... why is this sun hanging up for so long and not setting..."
"Do you have urgent matters tonight?" Norris asked.
"At midnight, I have an enchanting date with a shy and mysterious presence. Speaking of the ti, it’s been... hmm... a dozen hours since our last tender and lingering eting!"
Isn’t that a daily date!
In Norris’s mind, the scene of Marshal Puki sitting next to an alluring, purple-veiled charming Puki on a mushroom under the moonlight popped up uncontrollably... He shivered suddenly, shaking off the strange association.
Although Norris knew the boss always claid his own Marshal Puki was surely just an ordinary Puki, since no one knew what the boss really looked like, he couldn’t help but imagine the boss’s image as Marshal Puki.
At least the crimson cape that dragged halfway on the ground did match the boss’s aura.
"By the way, Norris," the boss abruptly changed the topic without warning, "Do you want to beco whole?"
This sudden question made Norris’s mind spin rapidly.
Whole?
Is he missing sothing?
Could it... could it be sothing to turn him back into human form?!
His heart suddenly started racing as he cautiously, with scarcely contained anticipation, probed: "Boss... Is ’whole’ referring to..."
"That’s right, exactly what you’re thinking!" The boss’s voice was filled with certainty.
Gulp—
Norris nervously swallowed hard.
"To let ..."
"Grow a majestic tail and beco a complete lizardman!"
"That answer is completely different from what I was thinking!!!" An emotionally broken Norris directly collapsed on the cold snowy ground, crying out in agony, which drew curious looks from the surrounding werewolves.
"Hmm? Then what were you thinking of?"
Norris responded with the last slender thread of hope: "To... turn back into a human..."
"Oh, that! Just regularly pull out your nails and scales, Xiao Hai would certainly be delighted to help." The boss’s tone was as relaxed as discussing trimming nails, while Norris felt like he heard a devil whispering in his ear.
After a while, seeing Norris not responding, Lin Jun persistently asked again: "Seriously not considering adding a tail? Look at Xiao Hai’s tail, so mighty and powerful, sweeping through thousands! And do you know, lately so lizardman captives secretly mock you as a freak for not having a tail, saying things quite unpleasant; I already added so wolf hair into their mushroom soup for you! Need to recount their words to you?"
"Who’s bothered by what they say!" Norris buried his face in the snow, muffling his objection, "I... I’m not even a lizardman anyway..."
Ah, this child!
Imagining being human every day, he’s driven himself into a daze.
Lin Jun kindly called over Karen to have her take good care of the self-confusion-stricken Norris.
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Night fell, causing Inanna to retire early to bed under Lin Jun’s urging.
Into the dreams.
Since shifting the main battlefield from the core dreamscape of Inanna, the pressure on her lessened significantly, and the dreamscape restored to its original warmth and tranquility.
But tonight was sowhat unusual; there was not a trace of even a single Puki within the dream.
Lin Jun quickly locked onto the dream master, surprisingly it was a young version of Inanna, playing carefree in the opulent courtyard of the Duke’s Mansion.
A mory type of dream, no wonder no Puki appeared.
Young-looking butler Eric was loyally by the side, but even more striking was, a female companion accompanying the young Inanna.
She sat on the stone bench in the garden, her long pink hair cascading almost to the ground like a waterfall, yet her face was shrouded in a layer of soft radiance, not clearly visible.
Needless to say, it was likely Inanna’s legendary mother, with her face vague because Inanna couldn’t quite rember.
But... little Pink, why does your mother have a tail?
That slender tail with a hint of heart shape at the end, looks sowhat familiar!
If she’s an Enchanting Demon, yet this ’mother’ doesn’t have horns on her head?
However, mories are not reliable things, and disorder is common, Lin Jun hadn’t ti to delve into these details as the midnight date with the ’mystery guest’ wouldn’t wait.
He quickly mobilized tonight’s infiltrated soul power at the other end of the Duke’s Mansion dream area, skillfully "kneaded" his Puki army, and imdiately launched a formidable charge toward the boundary.
Ever since switching to offense, the "Strange Dream" had beco Lin Jun’s most anticipated daily mission instance.
He could vividly sense the opposing defense power diminishing day by day, even if occasionally there arose a resurgence-like powerful counterattack, it would quickly plunge back to lower lows.
This feeling, like a peerless beauty rely separated from him by a thin veil, although she still reservedly resisted, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, this obstructive curtain would be completely torn down, allowing him to see the true face!
How could he not be elated with emotion?
Of course, it was rely a taphor, Lin Jun actually had no interest in beauties.
However, leading his Puki army seamlessly past the edge of Inanna’s dream into the customary buffer battlefield zone, anticipated fierce resistance did not appear.
Lin Jun now had deciphered the structure of the "Strange Dream," essentially comprising three scenes.
Inanna’s dream, the current middle scene he’s in, and the opposing dream.
The opposition seemingly had a ho-field advantage, capable of preemptively entering the middle scene, usually leading to fierce resistance that Lin Jun would face, but why did the opposition not set up defenses today?
Finally comprehending the strength disparity, did they give up?
Lin Jun traversed the unusually quiet middle region, for the first ti, effortlessly breaching into the opponent’s dream core.
The scene that t his "eyes" was stunning.
An enormous, eerie, gothic Vampire city appeared before him, with spire architecture piercing the blood-red heavens, dense fog perating the streets.
More than that, the scene, centered around the city, extended outward continuously, without sensing any boundary!
This dream map... isn’t its scale a bit exaggerated?
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