Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

It is estimated that the achievement has been achieved: 10,000 kills!

Zhao Hao hasn't been idle these past few days. Although he dares not open his eyes in the real world, he can still do a lot of cultivation and experimentation in his dreams.

Zhao Hao conducted various experiments on a bamboo forest that appeared in his dream and discovered that the small house built from bamboo could be preserved for a long time.

Although Zhao Hao could build himself a grand mansion in his dream, without even needing to follow Sir Isaac Newton's laws of mechanics, it would be gone the next time he came in, and he would have to rebuild it.

But this bamboo hut has been able to remain for so long.

Unexpectedly, I obtained a kind of "dream building material"?

Zhao Hao even tried taking a piece of bamboo pole with him when he woke up. When he got out of bed, he actually had a bamboo pole in his hand!

This thing can actually come from a dream world into the real world!

Or rather, compared to the inner and outer worlds, and dreams, is this bamboo the true reality?

Ever since Zhao Hao's spiritual vision skyrocketed, allowing him to see layers upon layers of nested worlds, he's become somewhat unsure of what true reality really is.

Is it the surface world as seen by ordinary people? Or the inner and outer worlds as perceived by extraordinary beings? Or perhaps we should also include dreams? Or even the sea of ​​psychic energy?

Beyond the psionic realm, are there perhaps many more worlds that are inaccessible to humans?

Overthinking drives people crazy; Zhao Hao should focus on his cultivation.

Having high spiritual vision isn't without its advantages. Now Zhao Hao can see much further into the dream world, witnessing countless people's "dream orbs." Therefore, his cultivation within dreams is much more effective. His spiritual energy grows very quickly!

Moreover, he has already begun experimenting with fusing his various low-level spells into one.

It looks very promising right now, and progress is rapid.

However, because it is based on chaos magic, the effect is not very stable.

Zhao Hao combined the Paper Shikigami, the Bean Scattering Soldier Technique, the Grass and Tree Soldier Technique, the Bell Offering Technique, and the Chaos Magic to create a new spell called Enlightenment!

The power of this spell lies in the fact that it requires no special preparation and can be cast anytime, anywhere. It transforms readily available materials into your own guardian spirits!

Those guardian spirits can be formed according to local conditions and are born with various abilities.

For example, the stone that is enchanted becomes a stone general with great defensive power and strength; the soil that is enchanted can change shape and withstand more damage; the liquid that is enchanted has countless variations; and the grass and trees that are enchanted can grow numerous roots and vines...

In one experiment, Zhao Hao created a guardian shikigami made of dream bamboo and soil, and wow, it's a 4-star black iron shikigami!

Agile and swift in movement, able to switch between hands, feet, and weapons at any time, with a physique that can withstand a lot of damage, and Dream Bamboo as a skeleton further increases its resistance to spiritual energy!

Without the Dragon-Slaying Saber, Zhao Hao couldn't even win; he'd be completely overwhelmed. Adding an Orange Throne wouldn't have made a difference!

Truly an elite unit among the four-star Black Iron units!

Unfortunately, chaos magic is too random, and the chaos system is incomprehensible. The only way to increase proficiency is to practice repeatedly and summarize experience to increase the success rate.

……

Three days later, Zhao Hao's spiritual vision finally dropped to 28 and stopped decreasing.

It seems that this journey through the bizarre realm and facing the unknown has indeed increased Zhao Hao's spiritual insight by a few points.

There was nothing that could be done; the fact that he managed to come down is a testament to his quick thinking and timely action in covering his eyes.

That noon, Elena brought food again. Aunt Sarah from next door had made a stew, which smelled delicious.

Elena saw Zhao Hao sitting at his desk writing something and exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Zhao, you can see me?!"

She put down the stew and bread, excitedly grabbed Zhao Hao's hand, her eyes filled with excitement.

Zhao Hao laughed and said, "Yes! It's all thanks to the care I've received these past few days!"

At the same time, he quietly pushed the notebook on the table aside.

With recent pressure, Zhao Hao has started writing again as soon as his eyes have healed.

Elena was a perceptive girl, and Zhao Hao's movement immediately caught her attention. She glanced at him briefly and only caught a few ambiguous words…

At the same time, Elena was a smart girl; although she saw through it, she didn't say anything.

In fact, Elena has already found Zhao Hao's earliest masterpiece, "The Troubles of Young Robin"!

After all, rumors are circulating in the middle schools of Liberty City that Elena found the answer easily after reading the first sentence.

Don't think girls don't look at these things!

Just as Zhao Hao was about to eat, Gou Quan arrived with hot dogs, rice bowls, and other food.

"Wow, there's stew! It smells delicious!"

Elena went to the kitchen and got him a set of cutlery.

Zhao Hao suddenly stared at Gou Quan's shirt and blinked. Taking advantage of Elena clearing away the cutlery, he suppressed a shout and said, "Holy crap, what the hell are you wearing?"

Gou Quan looked delighted and flipped open the label on the shirt to show Zhao Hao: "Look, it's our brand Gou Daodi! What do you think of this T-shirt?"

"What the hell! What kind of T-shirt is this?" Zhao Hao pointed at the words on Gou Quan's chest.

"What's wrong? This is another of our flagship products, also part of our culture, the virtuous Mrs. White! How about it? I've perfectly combined the book and the T-shirt! A powerful collaboration, I'm so clever!"

"You're so clever! You're just afraid people won't know we're writing about the Little Imperial Uncle, aren't you?"

"I think it's great!"

"Good my foot! You're not allowed to print that! What if the IRS comes knocking? Printing the logos of every basketball and football team! Is that all the culture you have in your head?"

Elena, who was eavesdropping in the kitchen, wondered: "The Holy Lady White"? Could it be another work by Zhao Hao? Something even more... than "The Troubles of Young Robin"?

……

After dinner, Elena took the empty basin home.

Gou Quan whispered to Zhao Hao, "Elena is such a good girl, you have to seize the opportunity. Once you miss this village, this shop will be gone!"

Zhao Hao looked down on her: "Elena is only 16! Are you even human?"

Gou Quan said calmly, "16 is already of legal age! In our neighborhood, there are 16-year-olds who have children!"

Depend on!

The two stopped talking about the topic, but Gou Quan started talking about what happened on the street.

They said their boss was seriously injured and hospitalized, and probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed, so it looks like they'll have to find a new boss.

Zhao Hao couldn't help but secretly give this boss a thumbs up. So far, none of the bosses who had managed to stay alive have survived. He never expected that there would be a survivor here!

"By the way, the gang I recently joined has pretty much some territory, but it's all junk streets. There aren't any decent shops. But there are quite a few underground movie theaters."

"Many places in those areas employ thugs. When I went to collect protection money with Big Fool Duncan, we almost got beaten up several times!"

These days, without personal computers, people can only watch movies in theaters. However, theater movies are generally quite serious, so naturally, less serious movies have emerged.

Those are the ones with pink lights shining in the alleys late at night.

Zhao Hao asked curiously, "You collect money, and those shops are willing to pay?"

Gou Quan remained remarkably calm. "What's there to be unwilling to pay? Selling anxiety is like charging an intelligence tax, selling a sense of security is like collecting protection money! We're also selling products and services!"

Zhao Hao: Holy crap, this works?! My strange knowledge has increased.

Gou Quan grinned slyly: "By the way, you haven't been to an underground screening room yet, have you? It's way more exciting than a regular movie theater! Yesterday, I saw a really explosive movie at one of those protection money collection booths! I think it was from Japan!"

He nodded, his face serious: "Yes, it should be a Japanese documentary reflecting the hardships of flax farmers. The video starts with an FBI warning against leaking it to prevent social panic! In the video, a girl who grows flax has no money for clothes and is naked; she has no money for food and is lying on her bed from hunger; her expression is very painful, and she is desperately calling out: 'Flax prices are falling, flax prices are falling!' Has the price of flax really really plummeted recently?"

Zhao Hao: I'll punch you to death, you perverted dog!

Hurry up and tell me the address of the screening room!

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Chapter 80 Mysterious Bureau Internship

While Zhao Hao and Gou Quan were chatting, Fatty knocked on the door. He was carrying food in his hand!

As soon as he entered the door, he threw the food on the table and sat down in a chair, fuming.

Gou Quan quickly went over and asked, "Hey, who upset our Fatty?"

The fat man's nose and eyes looked distorted. "Don't even mention it! I got into a fight with someone!"

"Who is it?"

"A restaurant waiter!"

"Why?"

"I was thinking of bringing some food for the two of you, so I found a Song Dynasty restaurant nearby. I didn't expect it to be run by foreigners!"

"You know I don't speak English well, but I never expected that when I was taking orders, the waiter would say I was swearing at him, and we almost got into a fight!"

Zhao Hao asked curiously, "Fatty, what dishes did you order? You're so demanding, you're going to get into a fight with the waiter?"

The fat man scoffed, "What a load of crap! I just mentioned the name of a dish and they're already getting worked up!"

Gou Quan also got anxious: "What kind of dish is it?!"

"Hey!" The fat man pointed to the dish on the table, which was a stir-fried duck!

Gou Quan looked at the stir-fried duck, then at the fat man, "So what did you say?"

The fat man glanced at him. "What else can I say? Fuke the duck!"

Hahaha~~~

Zhao Hao and Gou Quan laughed for over an hour, almost sacrificing themselves in the process!

……

In the afternoon, perhaps spurred by his shame, the fat boy started reading.

A short while later, he came back from the restroom and surprisingly said that he had been inspired to write a poem!

Zhao Hao: "It's fine if you feel like relieving yourself in the toilet, the problem is we don't want to hear it!"

Unfortunately, his objections were in vain; the fat man insisted on sharing his masterpiece with his two brothers.

"Ahem~ Listen up!"

You're holding a lump of poop in your hands.

Like a king reigning over the world.

I respectfully offered him the tissues.