Give Star Iron a little MC shock

Upon hearing that it could enter dreams, March 7th became quite excited.

Himeko and Walter gave March 7 and Xing He a brief reminder to be careful, and then they all went their separate ways to return to their rooms to dream.

Xing He returned to the VIP floor along the original route. Upon opening the locked door, he found a guest already waiting inside.

Xing He almost subconsciously opened the mini-map to confirm the other party's identity.

"The Memory of the Flowing Light Garden, Black Swan, tell me why you broke into my room. If you can't give a reasonable explanation, you'll have to stay here."

The black swan, who had been facing away from Xing He, slowly turned around, her lifeless eyes fixed firmly on Xing He's face.

"You must be Mr. Xing He, right? If I said I came to see you out of curiosity, would you believe me?"

Xing He drew the Yama Blade, gripping the hilt with his right hand.

“This is no excuse for trespassing, Yi Zhe.”

Chapter 170 Practice Makes Perfect (Second Update)

Seeing that Xing He was about to get serious, Black Swan quickly raised her hands in surrender.

“Mr. Xing He, I am not lying. After all, even [Memory] came to Yalilo for your sake, and with that final poem, as the one who remembers, I have no reason not to meet you.”

Black Swan's explanation made Xing He believe it a little more, since Ji Zi and the others had previously explained to him the special characteristics of the major forces in the universe.

For example, the people in the company are profit-driven businessmen, while the Memory Master of Liuguang Yiting is always eager to record a big news story, and [Memory] Star God Fuli himself is the biggest paparazzi in the entire universe.

However, to Xing He's surprise, the title "Poem of the End" actually came from the Black Swan's mouth, a title that should have been known only to him.

"The Last Poem, why do you call it that?"

Seeing that Xing He's guard was gradually fading, Black Swan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then explained with a smile.

"This is what the Flowing Light Memory Court calls that poem that resounded throughout the world. Based on its descriptions of the future, the Flowing Light Memory Court calls it the Poem of the End. Some of us even speculated that Mr. Xing He, you might be the messenger of the [End], but now it seems that you are not."

“Those who walk the path of the end are all rebels. If you, Mr. Xing He, are the messenger of the end, you should know why I am here.”

Xing He sheathed the Yama Blade and nodded: "A very reasonable guess. You pass. But I have no intention of keeping you here to chat. If there's nothing else, you can leave."

Black Swan nodded with a smile and walked towards the door, but she paused for a moment as she passed Xing He.

"Mr. Xing He, I have a question for you. Is everything described in the final poem true?"

Xing He glanced back at her: "Possibly."

Although Xing He's answer surprised Black Swan, she nodded without asking any further questions and left the room.

After the black swan left, Xing He locked the door, walked to the Dream Pool, and picked up a copy of the Dream Pool Instructions from the side.

[1. Your appearance in your dream will depend on your appearance in reality, so please do not lie naked in the dream pool.]

Xing He hadn't originally planned to do this, but when he saw that it required that he not be completely naked, Xing He felt a little rebellious and wanted to take off all his clothes and lie down inside.

However, this is just a thought; Xing He has no intention of giving the person in his dream the opportunity to appreciate his physique.

Finally, Xing He lay down directly in the Dream Pool, without even taking off his dark matter armor, in order to prevent anyone from attacking his true form while he was asleep.

As Xing He lay in the Dream Pool, a system notification popped up.

[Respawn point already set]

"Wow, this Dream Pool can also be used as a bed? Hmm, I'll carve it out when I get the chance."

As time ticked by, Xing He suddenly felt everything go black, as if he had entered a portal to hell.

After a dizzying spin, when Xing He opened his eyes again, he found himself still in the same room, but all the lights were off, and only the Dream Pool itself was emitting a faint glow, making the whole room seem somewhat dark and eerie.

[Unlock Achievement: Dream World]

[Achievement Points Earned: 1]

"Hmm? This isn't right, is it?"

Xing He climbed out of the dream pool with some confusion. According to the dream manual, he should randomly appear in a place in the dream after entering the dream, instead of in his own guest room.

However, the system's pop-up message proves that this is indeed a dream world.

Xing He cautiously paced around the room, and then found a note on a small round table to the side.

[Even in dreams, the impossible exists; find it, and you will be able to gain an audience.]

The signature reads "[Watchmaker]".

"Was it the watchmaker who led me here?"

Before Xing He could figure it out, a little boy's voice suddenly came from the surroundings.

"This way, please come this way!"

Xing He looked in the direction the sound came from and saw only a picture frame. He walked over and reached out to touch it, but his outstretched hand went straight through the frame.

"Portal?"

Xing He immediately stepped into the picture frame and saw a corridor suspended in the void, and a blue-haired boy standing in front of him.

"Great! You've finally arrived. I thought you didn't even notice me!"

The boy was overjoyed to see Xing He, who couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this a dream world? Why am I in my own room?"

The boy explained, “This is the Hall of Thoughts, leading to the Golden Hour. My name is Misha, and I am the doorman here. I guide people through the Hall of Thoughts to the Golden Hour. Please follow me.”

Xing He nodded and followed Misha toward the end of the corridor, not forgetting to open the mini-map to check the surrounding terrain along the way.

The minimap only shows this corridor, which clearly indicates that this should be a separate space.

But what Xing He was concerned about was the boy in front of him named Misha, who also had another name marked on the minimap.

[Misha (Mikhail)]

Did he lie to me? Did he have some ulterior motive?

Xing He cautiously switched to the Flame Spear. In this dream, he wasn't sure if the effects of his Dark Matter Armor in reality could be carried over to the dream, so he could only rely on the Flame Spear for defense for now.

Misha noticed that Xing He had taken out a weapon but didn't care. She simply continued to fulfill her duty as a guide, leading Xing He to another picture frame at the end of the corridor.

“Sir, by going through here you will be able to reach the golden hour directly.” After saying this, Misha stood respectfully by the picture frame and waited.

Xing He squinted and looked Misha up and down. Although Misha had lied to him, the marker on the minimap showed that he was a friendly unit.

The markers on the minimap are never wrong, so Misha lying to him must be for personal reasons, not because she wanted to do anything bad to him.

"Thank you, Misha."

Xing He thanked him and then stepped into the picture frame.

The next instant, Xing He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself high in the sky, plummeting downwards, with a magnificent city below him.

Xing He did not use the Gale Ring to fly. Instead, he fell from a great height after a long time. Xing He planned to try landing on water to see if his skills had deteriorated.

A few seconds later, Xing He suddenly landed on the ground.

[Xing He landed too forcefully]

In front of where Xing He fell, a brother and sister stared in astonishment as Xing He crashed to the ground and gradually disappeared from sight.

The woman covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Brother, this isn't right, is it? This person... doesn't seem like he should be when awakened by the safety measures of the Dream Pool. Is he... dead?"

The man also had a furrowed brow.

"Death doesn't happen in dreams, but this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it..."

Chapter 171 Landing, Water (Third Update)

In his hotel room, Xing He looked at the Dream Pool in front of him, somewhat speechless.

"Well, at least I landed in the water; I guess I succeeded. It seems my skills haven't deteriorated at all!"

[Unlock Achievement: The Impossible in Dreams]

[Achievement Points Earned: 1]

Unlocking the achievement counts as a success! This death wasn't a complete loss!

Xing He decisively lay down in the Dream Pool again, and the next moment he appeared in the hotel room in his dream. Following the previous route, he crawled into the picture frame in the room and came to the corridor of thoughts again.

Meanwhile, in the corridor of thoughts, Misha, who was about to leave, was somewhat bewildered when she saw Xing He enter from the entrance.

"Sir? Why are you back again?"

If this weren't the familiar corridor of his thoughts, Misha would have wondered if he'd encountered a ghost wall.

Xing He replied somewhat awkwardly, "There was a slight mishap during the operation, don't worry about it, I'll be going now."

After greeting Misha, Xing He disappeared back into the picture frame at the end of the corridor of thoughts, leaving Misha standing there, looking completely bewildered as he left.

Passing through the picture frame, Xing He reappeared high above the Golden Moment. This time, he didn't try to use the water from the ground; the water was still on the ground, and his bucket was already empty. So he could only obediently use the flight ability that came with the Gale Ring to fly steadily towards the ground.

Below, the man and woman from before were still standing there, staring blankly at the spot where Xing He had landed.

"Brother, look!"

Suddenly, the woman pointed to the spot where Xing He had landed. There, a pool of water had appeared and was flowing in all directions, and its source showed no signs of drying up.

The man walked forward with some surprise and reached out to touch the puddle of water that seemed to flow endlessly.

"It feels damp to the touch...there are no obvious impurities, it is indeed ordinary water, but why hasn't it seeped into the floor?"

Sunday was a bit of a blur. Even if this is a dream, basic laws still apply in dreams!

First, there was Xing He, who died upon landing, and then there was the endless flow of water. On Sunday, Pinocchio felt that things were getting more and more complicated.

"Brother?" Robin couldn't help but ask, seeing that Sunday was still squatting in front of the puddle without moving.

Sunday came to her senses and shook her head: "I'm fine, but these phenomena are a bit strange. I'll have the Hound family handle the scene later. Don't worry, sister, just focus on the ceremony later."

"Um......"

Just as the robin was about to turn and leave, Xing He lightly landed in front of Sunday, reached out and used a bucket to collect the puddle of water, and then apologized to the two people in front of him.

"Sorry, there was a small problem earlier that left the water here. I hope it didn't scare you two."

Xing He treated the robin and Sunday in front of him as ordinary tourists. After apologizing, he planned to leave and then go and explore the Golden Hour.

"Wait a moment, sir."