This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 336, Section 335: The Dream Potion
In the far north, a pale, powerless sun hangs low in the sky, casting a cold and thin glow.

Norris was standing on a cleared snowfield, demonstrating to a group of humanoid werewolves dressed in specially made elastic mycelium suits how to more effectively control his Pooji.

Now, more than forty werewolves have been attracted from the tenth floor, but only about half of them are gathered in front of Norris at this moment.

Not all werewolves are willing to be exposed to the sunlight; the feeling of weakness from having their power partially diminished makes them instinctively uncomfortable.

Karen didn't actually like it either.

But at this moment, she insisted on standing in the line, her gaze intense.

Because she discovered that Norris, who usually avoided her, had nowhere to escape when it came to carrying out the teaching tasks assigned by that "boss"!
She also keenly noticed that when Norris made eye contact with her werewolf form, he would quickly look away, but when he made eye contact with her human form, his gaze would always linger for a subtle little while longer.

Karen figured it must be because her werewolf form was so large that it made the half-lizardman instinctively nervous!
So cute! I want to...

Feeling the scorching gaze from the side, almost hot enough to melt ice and snow, Norris tensed his face, stiffly turning his gaze elsewhere, and mechanically repeated the instructions given to Puji: "Concentrate... Yes, not by shouting, but by 'thinking'..."

Meanwhile, in his mind, his boss was still chatting with him casually.

"Sigh... why is the sun still hanging over the mountain for so long..."

"Do you... have something urgent to do tonight?" Norris asked.

"At midnight, I had a touching rendezvous with a shy and mysterious figure. Counting the time, it's been a full... um... more than ten hours since our last passionate encounter!"

That's just going to date every day!

Norris's mind was uncontrollably filled with the image of Marshal Puji, with a bewitching, alluring Puji veiled in purple, sitting side by side on a mushroom under the moonlight, watching the moon... He suddenly shivered and shook off this strange association.

Although Norris knew that the leader, who kept claiming that his own Marshal Puji was definitely just an ordinary Puji, no one knew what the leader actually looked like, so when imagining the leader's image, he would still unconsciously put Marshal Puji into mind.

At least that scarlet cloak that trailed halfway on the ground certainly suited the boss's temperament.

“By the way, Norris,” the boss abruptly changed the subject, “do you want to become whole?”

This abrupt question set Norris's mind racing.

whole?

Is there something I'm missing?

Could it be... could it be that I can revert to my human form?!
His heart suddenly pounded wildly, and he cautiously, with barely suppressed anticipation, asked, "Boss... what you mean by 'complete'... could it be...?"

"That's right, that's right! Just as you thought!" The boss's voice was full of certainty.

Gollum—

Norris swallowed nervously.

"It's to make me..."

"Grow a majestic tail and become a complete lizardman!"

"This answer is not what I expected at all!!!" Norris, whose emotions collapsed instantly, collapsed onto the cold snow and cried out in grief and anger, drawing surprised glances from the werewolves around him.

"Hmm? So what are you thinking?"

With the last glimmer of hope, Norris answered, "To...to become human again..."

“Oh, that? Just pluck off the nails and scales regularly, right? Little Black would be more than happy to help.” The boss’s tone was as casual as if he were discussing nail trimming, but Norris felt as if he heard the devil whispering in his ear.

After a while, seeing that Norris didn't respond, Lin Jun persisted and asked, "Are you really not considering adding a tail? Look at Little Black's tail, how strong and powerful it is, sweeping away thousands of troops! And do you know that recently some lizardman prisoners have been privately mocking you for not having a tail, calling you a freak, and saying some really nasty things? I added some wolf fur to their mushroom soup for you! Do you want me to repeat what they said to you?"

“Who cares what they say!” Norris buried his face in the snow and mumbled in protest. “I…I’m not a lizardman…” Sigh, this child!
He fantasizes about being human every day; he's developing hysteria from it.

Lin Jun kindly called Karen over and asked her to take good care of Norris, who was suffering from a mental disorder.
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As night fell, Inanna went to bed early at Lin Jun's urging.

I drifted into a dream.

Since shifting the main battlefield out of Inanna's core dream, Inanna's pressure has been significantly reduced, and the dream scene has returned to its former warmth and tranquility.

But tonight is different; not a single poopy could be seen in my dream.

Lin Jun quickly identified the dream's owner as a young version of Inanna, who was carefree playing in the magnificent courtyard of the Duke's mansion.

A dream of memories? No wonder Puji didn't appear.

Eric, the butler who looked much younger, stood faithfully by her side, but what was even more striking was that a woman was accompanying young Inanna.

She sat on a stone bench in the garden, her long pink hair cascading down to the ground like a waterfall, but unfortunately her face was shrouded in a soft halo, making it difficult to see clearly.

Needless to say, it was probably Inanna's legendary mother; the face was blurry because Inanna herself couldn't remember.

But... Little Pink, why does your mother have a tail?

That slender tail with a heart-shaped tip looks so familiar!

However, if she is a succubus, this "mother" has no horns on her head.

However, memories are not so reliable, and confusion is common. Lin Jun doesn't have time to delve into these details now; her midnight date with that "mystery guest" can't wait.

At the other end of the Duke's mansion's dream area, he quickly mobilized the soul power that had seeped in that night, skillfully "molding" his own army of Puji, and then launched a fierce charge towards the border.

Since switching to the offensive, "Different Dreams" has become Lin Jun's most anticipated daily dungeon.

He could clearly sense that the opposing defenses were weakening day by day, and even when there were occasional strong rebounds, they would quickly fall back to an even lower level.

This feeling is like being separated from a peerless beauty by only a thin veil. Although the other party is still reserved and resistant, perhaps today, or perhaps tomorrow, this cumbersome veil will be completely torn off, allowing her to see her true face!
How could he not be thrilled?

Of course, this is just a figure of speech; Lin Jun actually has no interest in beautiful women.

However, when the Puji army easily crossed the edge of Inanna's dream and stepped into the buffer zone that usually served as a battlefield, the fierce resistance they had expected did not materialize.

Lin Jun has now figured out the structure of the "Strange Dream," which is actually divided into three scenes.

Inanna's dream, the intermediate scene where I am now, and the other person's dream.

As the initiator, the other party seems to have a home-field advantage and can enter the middle scene in advance. Generally, Lin Jun would encounter fierce resistance here, but why didn't the other party set up any defenses today?

Having finally understood the gap in strength, have you given up?

Lin Jun traversed the unusually quiet central area and, for the first time, stepped into the core of the other's dream without any hindrance.

The scene that came into view stunned him.

It was a vast, gloomy, Gothic vampire city, with spires piercing the blood-red sky and thick fog permeating the streets.

Moreover, the scene is centered on the city and continues to extend outward, with no perceptible boundaries!

This dream map... isn't it a bit too exaggerated in scale?

(End of this chapter)