Chapter 6 This heavy texture, could it be a mountain of flesh

Penglai people

The patrollers are not living human beings, but rather guardians manifested by higher-ranking dream weavers. Clad in full metal armor, they walk silently, gliding through the academy like phantoms. Few students who venture out at night manage to escape their pursuit

Boom

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However, Wang Wu was ultimately not like the vast majority of people. Before the skeleton violently drew its blade, he had already warmed up, and the tremors in his body had every muscle poised for action. When the signal to evade was transmitted, Wang Wu had already floated away like the wind

However, without waiting for his response, the skeleton suddenly questioned, "A living person?"

This is strange, why did he suddenly change his mind? And what exactly is Zhou Tong?

What happened?

Under the blood-red gaze, Wang Wu felt his muscles stiffening all over, his mouth half-open, yet he could not utter a single syllable. Even the most dangerous magical beasts he had encountered in the forbidden areas of Yangcheng Academy had never imposed such a tremendous sense of pressure on him

That is why Wang Wu would rush over in the middle of the night to clean up

However, before Wang Wu took action, the skeleton slowly opened its mouth, and a hollow voice emerged from within, speaking in a somewhat peculiar tone of the Penglai universal language, yet it was clear and discernible

In an instant, Wang Wu suddenly recalled the old one-eyed man in the underground labyrinth, who occasionally displayed a serious demeanor. Therefore, after a brief moment of stiffness, Wang Wu began to tremble uncontrollably.

The cultivation of a Dream Builder is very tranquil, unlike that of warriors or martial artists, who need to accompany their efforts with shouts and the vigorous swinging of their fists. A Dream Builder simply needs to find a quiet room, sit or lie down comfortably, and then meditate quietly, continuously enhancing their cultivation until they ultimately step into an incomprehensible realm. During this process, there may be various auxiliary methods, but it will not be a grand spectacle.

Wang Wu was filled with confusion, knowing that it was likely a misunderstanding, and any hostility he felt dissipated. Since the beginning of the cleansing in the forbidden area, a series of strange occurrences had been completely inexplicable. Then, before he could make a move, a voice that was old yet full of vitality suddenly came from behind him.

"Old Li, this is a living person, how could you possibly use a knife to cut?"

At the critical moment, the speed honed over many years erupted in full force, and Wang Wu moved faster than ever before. However, upon landing, his face was filled with astonishment, for at the last moment, the blade in the skeleton's hand had unexpectedly shifted slightly.

Is this the texture of bricks and stones? It seems somewhat like a kneeling cat, and since I like cats, I could make a print of it to use as wallpaper

In an instant, Skeleton Old Li and the Old Daoist were both petrified.

Wang Wu had never seen such a swift blade. When he realized that the enormous skeleton had swung its sword down, the long blade in the skeleton's hand was less than one meter away from Wang Wu's forehead. Despite having honed his reflexes in the underground labyrinth for ten years, he had never been caught so off guard.

However, within the tranquil academy, there are also a few minorities who are unwilling to remain in solitude

The living Penglai people ... ... Damn it, Zhou Tong's kind!

As soon as the words fell, a languid female voice sounded not far away: "I noticed it a long time ago."

"Old Li, don't be impulsive. If Akasha sees this, neither of us will have a good outcome. So why bother?"

Moreover, there are still tasks to be accomplished today

... and that half-dead old one-eyed man is truly a stark contrast.

Upon landing, it felt as if the entire earth was trembling and the books were restless

Putting down the backpack and broom on his back, Wang Wu wrapped a wet towel around his mouth and nose, and then, with a spirited gesture, clenched his fist: "Very good! The battle begins!" ... Two hours later, the room was completely transformed

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This place seems to be a prison

Following the long knife of the skeleton, Wang Wu turned his head and saw an old man in a Penglai Dao robe. His beard and hair were all silver, yet his complexion was rosy, and he appeared vigorous and spirited. Just looking at him instilled a sense of overwhelming vitality.

However, before Wang Wu could take a closer look, a sudden darkness descended, enveloping him without any explanation. In the next moment, the room that had just been cleaned completely lost the presence of the cleaner

Moreover, the mist in the distance appears quite strange; rather than being mere mist, it resembles an impenetrable cage.

Looking around the room, although there are still some details that are not perfect, it is likely that Kelly would not be overly particular. Just as Wang Wu was preparing to tidy up his tools and return to the dormitory to sleep, he noticed that there seemed to be a faint imprint of a large pattern on the floor.

Before me stood a gray-black skeleton, each bone exceptionally thick, rendering this creature, which should have appeared emaciated, particularly imposing and terrifying. In its skeletal hands, it wielded a crude long knife and a round shield made of rock. Beneath a golden crown atop its head were a pair of deep-set eyes radiating a blood-red glow

Looking around, all that surrounded him was a landscape of fiery red rocks and an equally fiery red sky. In the distance, a thick mist enveloped the area, making it impossible to discern the position of the horizon. Wang Wu had no recollection of Yangcheng Academy or any such place in the vicinity of the academy.

Well, it seems that the skills have not been lost. In that case, we can invite Kelly to come here to play chess tomorrow

In fact, the nightlife at Yangcheng Academy is quite monotonous. Once night falls, most students will honestly stay in their dormitories or meditate and practice in the academy's public quiet rooms. The teachers also have their own matters to attend to, and very few people would waste the night on entertainment. After all, as a place where elites gather, even a slight negligence could result in being left behind.

As a professional "golden finger," Wang Wu has learned far more in the underground labyrinth than just the skills associated with his title. He possesses considerable expertise in cleaning, laundry, and culinary arts. In fact, if it were not for these skills, it would be quite difficult for him to survive in the underground labyrinth, especially considering that his guardian, the old one-eyed man, has very poor life skills. With just a set of cleaning tools in a small backpack, Wang Wu takes great pride in having tidied the entire room to perfection

The giant skeleton known as Old Li suddenly raised its knife: "Zhou Tong! This is your kind!"

After spending a few seconds organizing his thoughts, Wang Wu only remembered that just a moment ago he was cleaning in a small flat, and the next moment, he inexplicably found himself in a ... ... very strange place

Then, Wang Wu discovered that he seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud, his entire being enveloped in a massive shadow. In front of him, a monster over four meters tall was glaring at him with its crimson eyes.

The dust is simply too thick; judging by the accumulation of dust on the floor, this room has been abandoned for at least several years. If one were to push the door open with too much force, the swirling dust could be suffocating. In such a dirty and chaotic place, it is naturally impossible to play chess.

Strange...

When your mother! A skeleton roared angrily, and the long knife slashed towards the old Taoist like lightning, its speed evidently faster than before. Wang Wu widened his eyes, earnestly capturing the trajectory of the blade's light.

The old Taoist, upon hearing the skeleton's question, lowered his head to examine Wang Wu and chuckled, "I would indeed like to have a child like this, but unfortunately, Akasha has not yet agreed. However, if we were to have a son in the future, I could invite you, Old Li, to be the godfather!"

Along the small path outside the dormitory castle, Wang Wu circumvented the Illumination Lake of the Dream-Building Academy and found the small bungalow designated as a forbidden area on the outskirts of the teaching complex. The bungalow was situated within a courtyard, and the nearly three-meter-high courtyard wall completely concealed the view from outsiders. The courtyard gate was tightly closed; however, with a single push and leap, Wang Wu's fingers grasped the edge of the wall, and he effortlessly flipped over, as nimble as a cat. The bungalow was situated within a courtyard, and the nearly three-meter-high courtyard wall completely concealed the view from outsiders. The courtyard gate was tightly closed; however, with a single push and leap, Wang Wu's fingers grasped the edge of the wall, and he effortlessly flipped over, as nimble as a cat.

In fact, even if he stood still, the long sword would not touch him in the slightest; the fierce sword light seemed more like a joke.

Nevertheless, every time night falls, Wang Wu cannot help but want to go out for a stroll

Wang Wu walked quietly along the dimly lit path at night, his gaze piercing through the darkness as he leisurely admired the night scenery of the academy. For someone who had been accustomed to darkness for over ten years, the academy shrouded in night felt even more familiar than during the day. Over the past month, he had traversed most areas of the academy, becoming quite familiar with the surroundings.

As soon as the words fell, a sharp blade of wind descended from the sky

Wang Wu believes that the vast majority of people in this world can only be divided into two possibilities in their respective positions, because the knife comes too swiftly and fiercely, making it impossible to evade or resist.

Just as Wang Wu was preparing to explore the surroundings and familiarize himself with the new environment, a shadow fell from the sky

Pushing open the door, the interior of the bungalow is not large and is quite empty, with only a pair of doors and windows serving as decoration. Wang Wu cannot figure out what this room is actually used for, but this does not prevent him from liking this place. It is simply an excellent chess room

Half is fear, half is excitement

The long knife fell to the ground, shards of stone flying, leaving a bottomless crack on the hard rocky surface, yet it did not take away a corner of Wang Wu's garment

This sudden encounter did not intimidate him; however, being in a completely unfamiliar environment, Wang Wu still instinctively felt somewhat uncomfortable. This fiery red world was too discordant, hardly resembling a truly existing realm, devoid of even the slightest hint of vitality. The cracked earth lay lifeless, as if it were a ruin forgotten by the Creator for countless epochs

Wang Wu knew this was referring to himself, with short black hair, black pupils, and gently contoured features... Apart from his skin, which appeared overly pale due to years of being deprived of sunlight, every characteristic of Wang Wu indicated that he possessed the bloodline of Penglai

However, the long knife came to an abrupt halt above the old Taoist priest's head, as a talisman paper, floating in mid-air and shimmering with golden light, stood firmly in front of the long knife, refusing to yield an inch

In theory, the academy does not encourage students to go out at night. Firstly, it is a waste of time, and secondly, there are some unsavory elements within Yangcheng Academy. Therefore, after midnight, the academy will dispatch patrollers to bring back any unruly students to their dormitories

However, for experts in the realm of stealth, evading the patrols of these guardians is quite effortless. Wang Wu managed to ascertain most of the guardians' patrol routes and search methods within just half a night, making his nocturnal excursions in the academy feel as if he were in a deserted land.

Under the night sky, Yangcheng Academy is exceptionally tranquil, situated in the heart of the bustling Free City yet standing in stark contrast to the surrounding clamor. A ring of trees encircles the academy, isolating it from the outside world, resembling a paradise untouched by time. Viewed from above, it appears as if a section has been carved out from a dazzling expanse of lights, making it all the more prominent.