A dream.
No matter how many times Lin Sheng entered it, he could not describe the sense of detachment he felt when he entered the dream.
His soul could return to his body at any time, but it also felt like it was drifting out, flying around to train.
It was a wonderful feeling.
Lin Sheng enjoyed this contradictory state of losing consciousness, yet being able to sense it.
Tick tock tock tock …
When he came back to his senses, he heard the ticking of the second hand again.
He was surrounded by ruins, and the white light was blurry. He could not see the outline, and he could not tell where he was.
"Another place?" Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat. When he stepped into the Darkspirit Cavern, he had a hunch that his dream would be abnormal.
After all, he was already in another world when he went to the Darkspirit Cavern.
That was why he never slept there. He persisted until he returned to reality, and only then did he sleep normally.
But even so, what he worried about still happened when he came back.
The dream shifted again. He was no longer where he was before.
"So, where am I now?"
Lin Sheng tried to raise his hand. His hand was still there, and he could see the fine lines on it.
Then he opened his legs and walked forward.
Everything was blurry in the white light.
Lin Sheng sped up and ran in one direction.
Bang bang bang bang.
His heavy footsteps echoed in the white space, but there was still no response from his surroundings.
He did not know how long he ran.
Finally, he saw a door in the distance.
A door that he was very familiar with.
That was …
That was …
That was …
Pan-Pan Security Door!
Pfft.
Lin Sheng stopped and looked at the door, speechless.
Although he used the Pan-Pan Security Door at home in his previous life on Earth, he was now in a dream. Was it not a little strange to see this?
"Forget it. Anything can happen in a dream."
Lin Sheng looked around. He did not want to waste time running around.
So he walked to the front of the door, reached out, and pulled it gently.
Clack.
The door opened.
Lin Sheng reached out and pulled it open. There was a red light inside. A familiar red light.
It was his home when he was still in Celine!
On the other side of the door was his living room.
In the living room, the TV was in a pile of wreckage, lying on the TV cabinet.
The floor was a mess, as if it had been scratched by a giant claw monster. Many of the wooden boards were broken, like pieces of wood that had been broken from the middle. One could even see the wood stubble inside.
White cotton could be seen on the sofa. It was like a torn down jacket, miserable and pitiful.
Lin Sheng turned around and looked behind him. There was still a white light behind him.
He paused for a moment, then moved forward resolutely, walking into his familiar home.
Crack.
The security door slowly closed behind him.
Lin Sheng walked to the center of the living room. The red light from the window shone in, illuminating the entire house in a pale red.
"I'm back?"
Lin Sheng seemed to understand.
This place was like a transfer station. It was the place where his consciousness that appeared after his various dreams temporarily stopped.
He walked around the living room, checking everywhere. After making sure there were no hidden monsters, he moved on to the next room.
The windows of the bedroom and study were open. As soon as Lin Sheng entered the study, he saw a blurry figure sprawled in front of the desk, seemingly taking a nap.
The red light from the window shone in front of the figure, making it look even darker.
"Who's there?" Lin Sheng raised his guard.
Dreams were different from reality. It was possible to run into any kind of monster here.
Tenko Kasumi, and the many powerful commanders before him were the same.
He had no idea what kind of monster would break in here. So he had to be careful.
He seemed to have heard a voice.
The figure in front of the desk slowly straightened up, looked up, and looked at Lin Sheng.
He did not speak, and only looked at Lin Sheng calmly. He did not move.
"Hmm?" Lin Sheng took a few steps forward, and noticed that the other person's gaze seemed to have followed him as he took a few steps.
He took another two steps back, and the person moved his gaze as well.
"Can't communicate?" Lin Sheng frowned.
"I'll ask again, who are you?" He switched to Deviltongue and Ancient Rehn, asking the same question.
The blurry black figure still had no expression on its blurry face. It just stared blankly at Lin Sheng.
"Forget it." Lin Sheng opened his hand, and a pure white holy light exploded in his palm.
The pure white light instantly lit up the entire study.
The black figure screamed in pain, and quickly turned into thick smoke, shooting towards the window.
But before it could reach the window, the thick smoke quickly shrunk and disappeared completely.
"That weak?" Lin Sheng frowned as he walked over, and carefully checked the guy's remains.
There was nothing, and the only thing left was a little gray dust. There was not even any soul power.
He shook his head in disappointment, and quickly closed the window.
He then went to the bedroom to check again, and closed the window.
Two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a bathroom, all checked again.
Finally, he used the holy light to purify them one by one, and this time he was sure that there would be no other problems in the house.
After closing all the doors and windows, Lin Sheng simply left a little bit of Saint power everywhere.
This was to prevent new monsters from coming in.
After everything was done, he sat back in the living room, looked at the broken TV, and thought about how to solidify this place, and turn it into a mobile home in the dream, or a small safe house.
"First, I have to figure out how I came back here. How this place was created. "
Lin Sheng tried to recall what it was like every time he came back here.
Every time the dream ended, he would suddenly come back here.
There was another time when he was in this house and went out to seek his own death. In the end, he ran into another dream. He wasted the time he had to recuperate here.
After resting for a while, Lin Sheng began to try to use Saint power to infuse and create Sacred Ground.
This was a powerful ability that came from the combination of his Crag Dragon bloodline and his Holy Power cultivation.
If the creation of the Holy Land was successful in the dream, it meant that he would have a very strong ability to protect himself in the dream.
Many confidential information and knowledge could be stored here, and it might be more convenient than in the real world.
But unfortunately, Sacred Ground could not be created, and Saint power could not stay here for too long.
Although he used the soil in the flowerpot. He wondered if there would be any effect.
"Maybe I can build a dream library or something." Lin Sheng had some ideas.
Knowledge that could not be brought out of the dream, such as the Deviltongue books, could be brought out and placed here. Check it when needed.
This time, entering the dream did not seem to have any trouble.
After failing to create the Sacred Ground, Lin Sheng quietly trained his dark powers, and only woke up when the dream was over.
When he woke up, it was already eight in the morning in Miga.
He got up and washed up, went to the Sanctum branch for breakfast, and then exchanged opinions with the higher-ups, and approved some major initiatives.
In Tenko Kasumi's absence, he was the most powerful in Henricqal.
As for Baine University, ninety-nine percent of the students there were clerics and believers of the Sanctum.
So there was no need to differentiate.
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