Chapter 3
Entering the Dream Again
After returning to class, Feng Qi seemed a little absentminded.
He could not find the reason for the inexplicable increase in his bloodline strength. He could only guess that it might be related to the strange dream.
“You’re not feeling well again!” Mo Fei, who was sitting at the side and listening attentively, turned his head and commented curiously when he realized that Feng Qi was a little distracted.
“I’m fine. Perhaps I haven’t recovered yet!” As he spoke, Feng Qi suddenly thought of something and asked,
“Do you know the new school doctor in the infirmary? Why didn’t I know about that!”
Mo Fei was a little embarrassed by the question.
“She’s my sister. She was originally a medic in a domain combat team. When they were exploring the domain, she was ambushed by a domain monster and injured her dantian’s Qi sea. As a result, Qi sea could no longer store Spiritual Qi, so she retired and came back. She couldn’t stay idle at home, so she applied to be a school doctor. Recently, she passed the school’s review and officially took office.”
“Biological sister?”
“She’s not my biological sister!”
“That’s not a big problem then!” Feng Qi nodded decisively and gave Mo Fei an encouraging look.
“There’s a big problem. Although she’s not my biological sister, she’s my mother’s goddaughter. My mother told me that I’m not worthy of her and told me not to provoke her goddaughter. Otherwise, she’ll break my legs!”
“Are you sure you’re her biological son?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe I was a freebie for paying a phone bill!”
After a short chat, Feng Qi and Mo Fei began to listen attentively to class.
The graduation exam was approaching, and grades were very important. Good grades equated to many options. They could enter the cultivation techniques and magic research institutes and become an elite. They could also join the domain combat teams, become a domain warrior, or head to an advanced university to be a well-paid teacher.
With bad results, the situation would be the complete opposite. There would not be much choice at all. There was a high chance that they would be suffer in society.
Therefore, the upcoming graduation examination was a turning point in his life. Feng Qi did not dare to be negligent and seized every last moment to study hard.
Mo Fei’s dream was different. The book he was reading was “The History of Technological Weapons Development” because his dream was to be a weapons engineer or a technological researcher, not to enter a cultivation technique, magic research institute, or join a domain combat group to live a life of bloodshed.
Although technology had limited use against creatures in the domain field, humans had never stopped researching and developing technology.
This was because the convenience brought by technology could also accelerate the progress of human civilization.
In the graduation exam half a month later, other than the compulsory history exam, the corresponding exam content was available for different majors.
His ideal choice was the Milky Way Academy, an advanced academy that specialized in the study of cultivation techniques. After graduation, he would have the chance to join the Milky Way Research Institute in the academy. Therefore, the books he flipped through all contained knowledge related to cultivation technique research theories.
Mo Fei’s choice was the Science and Technology Research Institute, so he was going through technology related content.
…
After an afternoon of classes, Feng Qi and Mo Fei ran to the canteen.
Any slower, they might have to queue for a long time in the canteen.
With the graduation exam coming up, they would rather spend their time on queuing up to study and revise.
After entering the canteen and hurriedly finishing their dinner, Feng Qi and Mo Fei went straight back to the dormitory.
Their dormitory was a twin room, and only he and Mo Fei lived here. Although it was a male’s room, the items in the dormitory were arranged very neatly, and the ground was very clean.
It wasn’t that he and Mo Fei loved cleanliness.
It was because the dormitories would under inspection every few days. The teachers in charge of the inspection would also evaluate each room. If they did not meet the requirements, a series of troubles would come knocking on their door.
Therefore, he and Mo Fei would clean up every day to keep the room clean.
“Lunatic, make good use of time and revise. If you aren’t feeling good today, go to bed early.” After sitting down at the desk, Mo Fei turned to Feng Qi and said.
When Feng Qi heard this, he nodded. Then, he sat down in front of the desk and took out his books to revise.
As time passed, Feng Qi was immersed in the sea of knowledge, unable to extricate himself. He was willing to degrade himself, unable to turn back.
A few hours later, he felt sleepy.
Shaking his head, he closed the books and went to the bed. Feng Qi decided to sleep for a while and memorize the next set of key points later.
Without taking off his clothes, he lay on his bed.
…
Dark clouds were pressing down, and the ground was covered in piles of bones.
When he opened his eyes, everything in front of him was so familiar.
As he sniffed, a familiar stench lingered in his nose. He couldn’t get rid of it… Ugh.
Good lord, I’m back again!
He slowly stood up from the pile of bones and looked around.
The world in the dream was different from reality. The moon hanging high in the sky emitted a red halo, looking very strange.
The world under the moonlight was even more magical.
The west side was shrouded in thick fog, while the east side was filled with a large number of living dead. To the south was a black river, and to the north was a road filled with broken bones. Along the way, bare locust trees lined the way and stretched as far as the eye could see.
Just as Feng Qi was sizing up his surroundings, a low growl attracted his attention.
He turned around and saw that a familiar living dead was slowly standing up. It opened its mouth at him… and then did a split on the spot.
…
Everything in the dream has been reset?
[You’re very puzzled now. You don’t understand why you’re here again, so you decided to kill this little b*stard first and then head east. Kill him and turn the world upside down. Absorb the bloodline power to strengthen your bloodline strength value and prefix title!]
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“I don’t want to!”
[No, you do!]
…
Although he was unwilling, in order to understand the truth of the dream, he picked up a leg bone and threw it at the approaching living dead.
Once, twice, thrice…
When the sphere of flesh in the living dead’s head was smashed, he waited expectantly for the reward to appear.
However, the expected blood-colored light spots did not appear on the living dead.
The status in the attribute panel did not change either.
[Weak Living Dead: Feng Qi]
Strength: Unranked
Prefix Title: Weak (Physical Strength reduced by 30%)
Bloodline: Human (Beginner)
Bloodline Evolution Points: 1/1000
Prefix Title Milestone:
Weakness (Upgradeable): Stage One (3%)
Prefix Title 1st milestone: Kill the living dead to obtain title evolution points, increase evolution percentage.
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After killing the living dead, he was surprised to find that his bloodline evolution points were still at 1/1000.
He had two guesses about this.
1. One is unable to obtain Bloodline Evolution Points from repeatedly killing the same living dead.
2. The things obtained in the dream were similar to a record milestone. Only by breaking this record could he obtain a new reward. For example, he had obtained 1 Bloodline Evolution Point in the previous dream. Therefore, he had to kill two living dead this time and break this record to obtain a second Bloodline Evolution Point. If he could not surpass his own record, the data would be saved.
Feng Qi did not think too much about which conjecture was correct.
Because putting it into practice was the best answer.
Holding the leg bone, Feng Qi strode towards the east where there were more living dead.
This time, he had learned his lesson and did not rashly approach the area where the living dead were piled up.
In the last dream, he discovered a characteristic of the living dead. They had no sight or hearing. Last time, when he threw bones to try to attract the living dead, they’d ignored them. The sound of the bones hitting the ground did not alarm them.
However, when he got closer, all the living dead turned around and pounced on him like cats that had smelled fish.
Therefore, he guessed that the living dead had a sensing distance.
If one walked into the sensing range, the living dead would be activated and attack the creatures within the range.
In order to verify his guess, Feng Qi advanced very slowly. He was trying to find the detection range of the living dead to prevent himself from repeating the same mistake and being ganged on and killed.