Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 198 - 160 Which Girl Isn’t Full of Springtime_1

Chapter 198: Chapter 160 Which Girl Isn’t Full of Springtime_1

The safe zone was like a blank sheet of paper, pure white.

The war zone, however, was shrouded in black fog, so thick and hazy that one couldn’t see anything beyond five meters. Occasionally, distorted and deformed figures passed by not far away, their crimson eyes glaring maliciously at the safe zone. An invisible barrier prevented them from entering.

Gaven stood on the edge of the boundary line and tried firing a psychic bullet at a deformed wild wolf.

There was only the sound of a bang.

Gaven saw the space in front of him start to crack like a shattered mirror.

The black fog of the war zone immediately began to spread through the cracks in his direction.

The deformed wild wolf paused in surprise, then let out a howl and lunged at Gaven.

Though the situation came suddenly, Gaven remained composed. He did not dare to use another psychic bullet and instead dove in to meet the attack.

The deformed wild wolf didn’t withstand even a single strike.

However, the howl of the deformed wild wolf had attracted the attention of other corrupted creatures.

Countless sinister, crimson eyes lit up in the depths of the black fog, rushing towards him with great ferocity, their number in the dozens.

Gaven now understood why Virginia had named it the war zone.

All the corrupted souls that formed these deformed creatures roamed on the other side.

They would not engage in a fair fight; once one trespassed, they would swarm in relentless waves.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

These deformed creatures didn’t make it to Gaven’s side, but instead crashed against the invisible barrier.

Virginia had already arrived and reconstructed the isolating barrier.

"What’s going on? Why is this isolation barrier so fragile? It can’t even withstand a single psychic bullet?" Gaven accused first, as the proverbial villain.

Virginia replied with equal irritation, "All the defensive strength of the isolation barrier is concentrated on the other side. Who would have thought you would attack from within?"

"That won’t do," Gaven shook his head repeatedly. "There definitely won’t be just the two of us here in the future. Who knows, there might be a large number of outsiders swarming in. Not to mention the possibility of those with ulterior motives sneaking in, we also have to guard against those who are simply careless. I didn’t mean to break it just now; I wanted to test if it’s possible to attack the creatures in the war zone from within the safe area. Otherwise, there is no telling if others won’t make such attempts."

"I must admit, that was an oversight on my part," Lord Virginia said. "What do you suggest we do to solve this problem?"

"If there’s no way to attack the war zone creatures from inside the safe area, then we should completely separate the two zones and establish a means of transport into the war zone. However, we need to consider the plan of retreat from the war zone. We must ensure the safety of the Dream Soldiers to the greatest extent..."

Lord Virginia had to admit that Gaven was full of cunning ideas.

The perspective from which he viewed things and his bizarre thoughts were things she’d never considered, nor ever thought of.

In the construction of the dreamscape,

Gaven acted as the chief designer, responsible for coming up with various ideas,

While Lord Virginia was the chief engineer, tasked with the fundamental construction work.

The Dragon Oak Mother Tree then became the core of the dreamscape, supporting like hardware.

This task was far more complicated and time-consuming than Gaven and his team had anticipated.

Once the two zones were set up, they also had to consider how to enter and exit the war zone.

If the situation turned unfavorable, how to withdraw.

If a Dream Soldier was unfortunately corrupted, how they should be rescued.

How to guide the Dream Soldiers into the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

In a word, the more thoroughly they considered everything before official deployment, the better.

By the time they resolved a series of issues Gaven had contemplated, twenty days had already passed.

Apart from attending to their personal physiological needs, the two hardly left the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

"Enter the war zone," commanded Gaven loudly.

A beam of white light descended from the sky, enveloping him.

When the light dissipated, he found himself in the black fog of the war zone.

They had chosen to completely isolate the two zones, invisible to each other and inaccessible automatically, only through this command-activated transport.

This was a passive command set up. Once spoken, it would automatically execute without the need for manual operation.

During the transport process, it would automatically select the area with the fewest monsters in the war zone to transport to.

Gaven transported right next to a deformed wild panther. Without thinking, he killed it with a Psychic Energy Bullet.

Acting thus, he stirred up a hornet’s nest, as countless deformed creatures began to converge towards him—but stirring them up was inevitable.

Though these corrupted creatures now appeared as individuals, in reality, they were bound by individual souls, forcibly restrained by the dream laws set by Lord Virginia.

As forces of Corruption, they were one entity.

If one received the message, the rest would get the message.

Gaven fearlessly charged forward with the Terror Claw Longsword in one hand and the Wolf Fang Dagger in the other. Before even coming to close quarters with those deformed creatures, he had already shot several Psychic Bullets, shattering a number of them.

Gaven’s recent harvest of soul weapons was not merely one, but several. Aside from the extra one in his hand, he had thrown the rest back into the safe area.

Whether because the dreamscape had stabilized or because the quality of the corrupted creatures had improved, the drop rate of soul weapons had noticeably increased.

This was a welcome development; at least by the time they began to recruit large numbers of Dream Soldiers to enter, they wouldn’t have to start fighting empty-handed.

The trait of replenishing Psychic Power Points by killing corrupted monsters gave him an astonishing capacity for sustained combat.

He was not at all afraid of being encircled by these ordinary deformed creatures.

They came at him swiftly, but his slaughter was swifter.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen deformed creatures fell to his sword, dagger, and psychic abilities.

And these monstrous abominations knew not what fear was; even as many of their kin died in battle, they still charged forward relentlessly.

Until three Foul Giants, limping and hobbling, surrounded him.

"Leave the battlefield." Gaven shouted the teleportation password, and a white light descended from the sky, isolating all the deformed monsters around him, and in the next second, he had returned to the safe zone.

Dealing with the cannon fodder was like chopping vegetables, but facing three Giants with astonishing constitution, Gaven could only beat a hasty retreat.

The state of these Corruption Souls differed from Gaven’s.

Gaven belonged to those whose soul consciousness had left their body and could only use the intelligence and perception of their soul consciousness to condense a portion of their strength and arm themselves, reshaping an energy body in this place.

The Corruption Souls, on the other hand, were different. Having lost their physical bodies, the Souls of Corruption were no longer bound by anything and could use energy to reshape their bodies, with their states approaching infinitely close to those on the Material Plane, especially those creatures with multiple Life Dice, who remained powerful beings here.

The Giants, whose intelligence and perception were relatively ordinary, had not become as weak as beasts.

Of course, there were exceptions.

Those Corruption Souls with high intelligence and high perception still held a great advantage here.

Gaven nodded to Lord Virginia and said, "I think it’s about time; we’ve patched up all the loopholes we could think of. Things like this can never be 100% error-free. We can only spot and solve problems during operation. We can try to induct Dream Soldiers now, but for safety’s sake, let’s start with a small-scale test run."

"Alright." Lord Virginia didn’t object.

In fact, she had long felt that it was possible to draw people into the Dragon Oak Dream Realm, but it was Gaven who prioritized safety and kept testing repeatedly.

In this aspect, she couldn’t compare to him.

"Then I’ll start." It was not Lord Virginia who was preparing to induce the Dream Soldiers into the Dragon Oak Dream Realm, but Gaven.

He possessed an advantage that Virginia did not—the phantom of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

Indeed, as the Dragon Oak Dream Realm was constructed, the phantom of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree in Gaven’s Consciousness Sea also underwent earth-shattering changes.

A phantom was, after all, a projection of the conditions of a physical body and thus naturally reflected the state of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

With the creation of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm, the Dragon Oak Mother Tree had begun to activate its perceptual capabilities, sensing the dream creatures around its body, like tiny bubbles floating on the surface of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree phantom.

As long as the Dragon Oak Dream Realm assimilated the other’s dream, the other party would naturally enter the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

This coincided exactly with Gaven’s initial concept of them entering the Dragon Oak Dream Realm in their sleep.

What if one fell asleep without dreaming?

That situation simply does not exist.

As soon as one enters sleep, dreaming is inevitable; it’s just that many dreams are too minor for the dreamer to be aware of them, yet the Dragon Oak Dream Realm can detect them clearly, regardless of their size.

Virginia was already generally aware of the matter with the Dragon Oak Mother Tree phantom.

Having spent a long time constructing the dream world together, especially involving the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, it couldn’t possibly be kept secret.

Similarly, Virginia couldn’t avoid soul contact with Gaven, especially now that they spent more time in the dream world than in reality.

It was often the manipulation of memory that took the lead, entangling her with Gaven without realizing it.

Returning to reality, she was filled with regret and resolute will, determined to avoid Gaven.

But once back in the dream, the defenses she had just built up would soon crumble into pieces.

Except for the last barrier, still intact, hugging and cuddling, touching and feeling, all that was bound to happen had already taken place.

Since it was an experiment, of course, it was best to find someone familiar.

Gaven quickly sensed a familiar aura, the other’s dream was very active—the more active the dream, the higher the likelihood that neither intelligence nor perception were too low.

Conversely, those with lower levels of both tended to have dreams that were small and short-lived, epitomized by the Gnolls, especially their weaker perception.

High-intelligence, high-perception Gnolls, Gaven had seen only a few.

In the future, there might be very few Gnolls able to enter the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

As Gaven focused his thoughts on that dream, the Dragon Oak Dream Realm immediately sprang to life, enveloping the other dream like a highly elastic bubble, absorbing it, merging the two into one.

Because Gaven’s thoughts were overly concentrated, he too was inadvertently swept into the other’s dream.

The scene of the dream left Gaven speechless.

It was a romantic dream tinged with sensuality.

And he was, remarkably, one of the protagonists of the dream.

The other protagonist was a petite and delicate girl with beautiful butterfly wings.

The two were entwined in a loving dance beneath the moon and flowers.

After the intervention of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm and Gaven’s thoughts.

Gaven was forcibly pulled into the dream role.

The dream girl, yet to notice the changes in the dream, continued to twist in Gaven’s arms, saying shyly, "Mr. Gaven, you’re so naughty... I don’t want this... let’s just dance for now... Nicole really likes dancing with you... teehee... To take the naughty step... we have to wait until we’re married... Mr. Gaven... mmm..."

The dream girl turned out to be Nicole, a Pikespirit girl.

Even with a facade as thick as a city wall, Gaven found it hard to cope.

Because now, they weren’t in a private dream.

Behind him stood a woman whose feelings for him had only just begun to warm up.

He could almost feel the winter-like gaze boring into his back.

But the problem was, he was innocent in this matter.

He hadn’t tampered with her at all; while she was indeed an exceptionally beautiful girl, her size was quite small, and the most intimate encounter they had had added up to only a few interactions— the closest was when he accepted the Pikespirit girl’s invitation to perform a unique Fairy Dance.

How could he have known that Nicole, though small, had begun to harbor romantic feelings?