Chapter 155: Chapter 155: If You’re Late, You’re Really Late~
"Jiang Che, are you okay?" Xiong Jie stood at the doorway, casting a glance at the motionless Jiang Che, then at the doctors and nurses bustling outside.
Jiang Che stiffly turned to look at him, nodding afterward.
Jiang Che gazed around, appearing lost and bewildered.
"Are we back at the hospital?" He looked at Xiong Jie in confusion, thinking that Xiong Jie and the others took him back to the hospital when he lost consciousness.
"You don’t know?" Xiong Jie looked at Jiang Che with a complicated expression.
"I only know that after I started deploying the anchor points, it felt like I entered a layer of deep dream." Jiang Che described the things he saw in the dream.
The world in the dream was somewhat void, shrouded in a layer of hazy mist—gray and heavy, with every inch covered by the oppressive fog.
In the dream, he couldn’t see anything; it felt as though his eyes were glued shut.
He tried hard to open his eyes, to see more.
But after making an effort to open his eyes, he found himself back in the mental hospital.
He tried hard to walk outside, but no matter what, he couldn’t get out.
The mental hospital in the dream was many times larger than he imagined.
"Later, I heard your voices." Jiang Che looked at Xiong Jie, hearing Uncle Xiong advising him to empty his mind and fantasize. He tried but couldn’t do it.
An empty, vast ground was also a luxury for him; a dense, narrow, and crowded mental hospital was what he was most familiar with.
Unlike the children outside, he’s never been to the wild nor seen awe-inspiring mountains and lakes.
He fantasized over and over, only able to think of the healthcare workers in the hospital.
Other than that, he couldn’t think of anything else.
"Luckily, you woke up from the dream." Xiong Jie patted his chest, breathing a sigh of relief.
"The things you see in the dream will evolve into reality—the more you see, the larger the scope will be." Xiong Jie explained to him, "We haven’t returned to the mental hospital; it’s all things evolving from your dream after the anchor points were deployed."
Jiang Che only then noticed the surroundings—familiar yet strange, indeed different from the hospital but identical to the things in his dream.
He got up, heading outside, seeing the healthcare workers moving back and forth; he reached out to grab one, feeling the texture of real flesh, just without warmth.
These people allowed Jiang Che to hold them, faces without features stared at him.
Jiang Che let go of his hand, and the doctor he had been holding walked into another ward, starting to busy himself.
Seeing that Jiang Che had come around, Xiong Jie promptly reported Jiang Che’s current situation to the Lord.
At this moment, Jiang Che was venturing outside, touching the wall, and taking several turns.
Upon touching the wall, his eyes turned very complicated.
Too real, so real that he suspected if he had truly returned to the hospital.
Those faceless healthcare workers looked extremely creepy, and they weren’t sure if these workers had any combat capability, but they are creations of Jiang Che, currently showing no intention to attack.
"Lord, Jiang Che woke up and should be fine now." Xiong Jie reported Jiang Che’s situation to Ding Ning through his consciousness.
Ding Ning had been waiting for news about Jiang Che and sighed with relief upon hearing everything was fine.
She never liked Jiang Che for his so-called growth potential.
In the future, Jiang Che only needs to ensure he isn’t harmed, without needing great strength.
What she likes was never the so-called hero.
In this world, one only needs to protect oneself.
She never thought of fighting other evil spirits to the death, and Jiang Che never thought about joining high-level humans to save mankind and the world.
The world is vast, humans are innumerable, and there are also many evil spirits.
Both of them have always believed, in this world, their existence is neither impactful nor insignificant.
"He woke up, just a small unexpected event." Xiong Jie thought for a moment and decided to inform Ding Ning of what just happened.
"The world where he deployed anchor points, many ’people’ appeared..." Xiong Jie didn’t know how to describe what appeared, calling them ’people’ felt inappropriate—he thought they were more like evil spirits.
But this was hard to say—just like the countless eyes in Flying Tiger Dad’s area, looking bizarre and unlike humans.
"You need to confirm one thing now." Ding Ning’s voice was light as she watched Jiang Che’s situation through Tuantuan’s perspective.
"Check if the mental hospital’s evolution has ended."
She was most afraid that such evolution hadn’t finished.
Waking up doesn’t mean everything is over.
She could see Jiang Che’s body constantly trembling, though the tremble was very subtle, undetectable unless observed closely.
Neither Zhou Ang nor Xiong Jie noticed this scene.
Or maybe they noticed but thought Jiang Che was shaking in shock after seeing the world’s transformation into a mental hospital.
Ding Ning stood at the passage entrance, the tangled tree trunks winding tightly around it; her slender, sharp hands unconsciously tightened, pulling hard.
A long strip of root was pulled down by her, but the main trunk quickly grew to fill the gap.
The Dark Tree Mother Species can only be cleared through physical attacks, requiring lords of equal strength to hack it to cause damage.
The Dark Forest nearly has no means of attack; its method is absorbing species’ life to proliferate itself, to grow frantically.
If it cannot absorb a being’s life, it chooses not to absorb.
If attacked by higher-level beings, it uses more life energy to mend the damage received.
Typical behavior of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
"What’s wrong? Suddenly exerting force?" The passage was large, with several lords continually clearing the roots in their areas.
These lords were very sensitive to everything happening around them.
Ding Ning’s sudden vigorous pull on a root caught their attention.
"Just a bit annoyed." Ding Ning remained expressionless, resuming her previous actions.
The other lords also sighed—they indeed felt annoyed, not expecting thousands of calculations, only for the Dark Forest to get the advantage in the end.
Ding Ning continued clearing the roots she was responsible for.
At this pace, it’ll take three more days to clean this passage of roots.
"You folks seem unaware of the recent changes in the Human Realm?" Ding Ning smirked at the group of slacking lords.
They did things leisurely, clearing slowly.
"What changes?" A lord looked towards Ding Ning mockingly. "We don’t have human husbands outside, naturally no rush for a reunion."
They were deliberately watching Ding Ning amusingly.
"I simply want to reunite early. If you dilly-dally, you’ll find no ground when you get out."