Sanctuary Starfield Journey

77-17 Dream Crisis

Yan Fuxue immediately put on his clothes and rushed out of the fitting room. Qinglan followed him to the fitting room, and after a brief exchange of glances, they opened the curtains, only to find it empty. From behind the empty fitting room came the sounds of someone rushing over.

Yan Fuxue pondered, and Qinglan, unusually serious, asked, "How could they suddenly disappear?" Nobody knew. Qinglan walked outside, and Yan Fuxue quickly packed up her newly bought clothes and went out with her.

They saw Mo Bei playing a game of chess with Hong Qi, a game with a local flavor. "This is Dream Chess Emperor, and this is a 'Piece Set'," Hong Qi said, taking a round card from the side of the table. "Each turn requires throwing a piece. When you accumulate 5 pieces, you can send out a pawn. Once you have 4 pawns, you can freely allocate the points from the pieces." She took out 4 pawns, throwing a 3 for the first time, thus freely allocating 3 pawns to move. "However, be careful, you can only move backward after killing the opponent's pawn." She moved forward to capture a pawn on the simulated chessboard. "As for pawns, they have a base of 1 health and 1 attack power, which can be increased by stacking pieces. The more you stack, the more damage and attack power you get, directly proportional to these two." She stacked one piece forward with another of her own pieces, displaying 2 health and 2 attack power. "However, if a stack is captured, all of them will be captured together, leaving nothing behind."

Mo Bei nodded, "I understand, let's give it a try." Unsurprisingly, she lost the first round, and the second too. Mo Bei stared intently at the slides, "Why do I keep losing?" Hong Qi said, "It's largely based on luck." Mo Bei clutched her head, "No way!"

"No!" A woman was banging her head against the wall in the street, scaring everyone around her away. Mo Bei and Qing Lan noticed the crowd running towards them and peered in that direction. A moment later, she collapsed unconscious in the street, slamming her head against a railing. Mo Bei saw Qing Lan, and the two of them called for Hong Qi and Yan Fuxue, and together they headed towards the scene.

Qinglan walked over to the woman's location. Several Dream Guardians rushed over and skillfully put a black bag over her head, taking the woman away to be sent out. Seeing this, Qinglan grabbed one of the Dream Guardians: "Was that the person from the fitting room taken out like this too?" The Dream Guardian just looked back blankly. Hong Qi said, "Meng Guardians all have some kind of disability; this one is probably deaf." Qinglan made an apologetic gesture and found another Dream Guardian: "Was that the person from the fitting room taken out like this too?" This Dream Guardian made some incoherent sounds; it seemed this one was mute. Yan Fuxue took out a piece of paper, and the Dream Guardian wrote: I don't know what you're talking about.

These words caught Mo Bei's eye. He asked, "Was someone missing in your fitting room just now?" Yan Fuxue nodded, and Qing Lan said, "Suddenly we heard the same thing, 'Oh no!' When we got to the fitting room, the person was gone." As they spoke, the group returned to the fitting room. It was as if nothing had happened; there wasn't even a speck of dust.

Qinglan said, "It feels like I was just torn apart." Mobei looked around, and the chairs in the fitting room gradually transformed into the shape of a stone ravine. A masked man stood on the desolate outskirts, confronting the seven members of Feng Qixunxin. In the distance, Feng Qixunxin's tower shone brightly. "Sexy, you've finally been caught," Fengshui said. Sewei Hui: "The Dream Truth is like the Tower of Dream Memories (the location of the Seven Peaks), and the Dream Guardians are like the foundation, devoid of dignity. Ordinary people are like the foundation stones, living mediocre lives. Slightly better off? They are the backbone corresponding to your tower, merely intermittent cannon fodder. Above them are you, the exploited Seven Peaks. Only the Dream Controllers are the core of the entire dream." Peak Darkness melted on the ground, Peak Ice created ice walls, Peak Wind stirred the air, Peak Lightning flashed into the clouds, Peak Wood merged into the verdant forest, Peak Light and Radiance became one, only the Peak Fire puppet remained motionless, only its eyes moved slightly, standing still, letting the wind of the wilderness whip it around.

Yu Yanqing's ship robe fluttered wildly in the wind, the broadcast beside her still reporting the collapse of Oriental Sega. She gazed at the Great Rift, which pulsated like a heartbeat, each beat spewing its blood into the universe: "The Great Rift is finally entering its death-defying eruption phase. Goodbye, universe, that inexhaustible scar, existing for 17275652477 years." With that, she turned and walked back to her Winged One's cabin. On the table was a plan drawn with a horizontal line: "Operational Plan to Prevent Excessive Theft of Rift Energy by Cave Raiders," next to which was a plan for "All-Out Hunt for Cave Raiders." Purple flames seemed to ignite around Yu Yanqing's ship robe, burning the outer reaches of space. She watched the ripples of the rift outside the porthole.

The rift energy fluctuations struck the newly deployed "absorb and convert low-quality rift energy" barrier of the Heavenly Yin Empire's Void Shield, and the fluctuations were dispersed and dissolved into the barrier.

A cracking sound came from Sewei's fingers as he fired a bone bullet that struck the light-woven barrier that Feng Guang had just unfolded, causing the barrier to sway outwards. Feng Lei immediately unleashed a bolt of lightning at Sewei, who dodged it, but the lightning struck Feng An, knocking him to the ground. Sewei fired a shot forward, using the momentum to propel himself backward, mocking, "After all this time of training at Dongfang Wo Mengtian, this is the kind of trash they produce?" He landed steadily at the entrance to the Heavenly Realm between the desolate countryside and Chaoguan, "I thought there would be rotations, and some high-quality ones would emerge, but this is all. Don't get in my way, I'm helping you..." With that, he fired another shot, forcing the others back, then glanced at Feng Huo before turning and leaving.

"I dream of the East, I am the peak of the wind. Color and flavor have entered my realm."

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