Master of Kaidan
Chapter 451 Reinforcements Have Arrived

Chapter 451: Chapter 451 Reinforcements Have Arrived

"Feng Xue," Feng Xue thought as he watched Qing Jin fall for the trick, a deeper understanding of the world’s mechanics tinged his mind.

This technique of suddenly erasing one’s existence was essentially exploiting a bug in the world’s operational logic. Although powers could not be used after entering the dream, the knowledge imparted by the label still exerted its influence. Moreover, although already in a dream, the very existence of phantom objects proved that the Dream World still belonged to the domain of Kaidan. In other words, here, "Identity" remained the sole valid currency. Therefore, as long as one could combine byproducts with cognition, it was possible to recreate established Kaidan stories.

For instance, Feng Xue could not directly use the Power of Libra or manually make Trading Coins, but relying on the knowledge given by the "Money Printer" label, he could still craft a coin by hand. And as the coin was completed, the existing cognition about the coin would be stimulated, transforming it automatically into a Trading Coin.

Similarly, although Feng Xue could currently not directly use "Hermit Power," he possessed labels such as "Hermit," "Assassin," and "Unknown." With techniques like Breath Concealment, he could temporarily enter a Stealth State, leading Qing Jin to think, "How did he suddenly disappear?" This slight cognition would then interact with the power of the Hermit Power, thus briefly triggering its force.

While this method seemed overly complex, put simply, it was akin to sleepwalking.

That is, to use cognition within the dream to stimulate the reality of one’s self, thereby inducing the "body" to perform a "conditioned reflex."

After bamboozling Qing Jin, Feng Xue didn’t rest on his laurels. He pocketed a random ring and began selecting interesting books from the shelf as he pondered his next move.

There were two pressing matters at hand.

Firstly, there was the corrupted creature potentially related to something called "Hos."

He had been wondering why, even with only his external martial skills left, he wouldn’t have died unnoticed. Now it seemed very likely that because he didn’t know the rules of the sleeping world, he was assassinated in his sleep by something.

As for the second matter, naturally, it was the fact that one would forget the dream upon waking. Without this rule, even if he were assassinated in the dream upon awakening, there would be enough time in reality to record the incident.

"..." Feng Xue turned to glance at the ghost hand, which seemed sneakily contemplating how to make a move. A slight idea formed in his mind, and he pretended to be unaware of the ghost hand’s movements, engrossed in reading.

Qing Jin watched the leisurely Feng Xue and glanced at the ghost hand, occasionally pulling out poisons, fireworks, knives, and saws to gesture with, feeling that Feng Xue’s mental fortitude was indeed strong.

If it were Qing Jin, it wouldn’t matter whether the other party was actually murderous or just gesturing; it would be impossible to remain so calm.

But Feng Xue knew that the ghost hand truly couldn’t kill him, so he was overly relaxed, even occasionally asking the ghost hand to massage his shoulders and back, which terrified Qing Jin.

In this manner, while boosting Qing Jin’s respect for him, Feng Xue studied the branch’s collection of books, and the night passed.

Feng Xue placed the book back on the shelf, and Qing Jin finally received a reply. He looked at the message on his phone and said to Feng Xue:

"The branch in the provincial capital has responded. They will send a Dream Guardian who is adept at dealing with flesh-corruption creatures."

"When will he..." Feng Xue started to ask when he would arrive, but suddenly a piece of common knowledge from a book he had just read struck him. He tapped his forehead and shook his head, saying:

"I forgot, this is the Dream World..."

The day and night of the Dream World were the opposite of those in reality, but there was a subtle difference in the flow of time. For example, eight hours of dreaming in the Dream World was equivalent to sixteen hours of wakefulness, while sleeping (wakefulness) for sixteen hours in this world only equated to eight hours of sleep.

According to Feng Xue’s physical perception, this wasn’t exactly right, or rather, the passage of time in this dream world didn’t have a strict ratio—

Just as when people dream, they often zone out and suddenly it’s night, or they zone out and it’s daybreak again; in dreams, days can pass in just a few real-world minutes, or conversely, a dream’s few minutes can span several hours in reality.

In this dream, it was much the same, but because people could interact with each other, they could anchor each other’s time. However, as soon as one entered into solitude or stopped observing time, it would begin to pass in a chaotic manner.

Regardless of how chaotic time was within the dream, reality would progress according to the rotation and revolution of the Earth as Feng Xue knew it—the time mentioned before by She Tong and the Detective was calibrated to real-world time.

As for Feng Xue’s situation, Qing Jin harbored no doubts; instead, he smiled and said,

"That’s normal, after all, time in dreams is always counterintuitive. Some veteran Dream Guardians still haven’t adapted even after decades."

While they were speaking, the door was suddenly knocked; as Qing Jin heard the orderly, rhythmic sound, he immediately went to open the door.

"Hello, I am ’Sting’, here to assist with the elimination of the corrupted creatures."

The visitor, straightforwardly reporting his codename, and thanks to the power of Golden Finger, Feng Xue also saw the information about the phantom objects he possessed—

Name: Phantom Object·Glaaki’s Thorn

Elements: [Weapon], [Transformation], [Corruption], [Growth], [Crossbow Arrow], [Erosion], [Hunger]

Description: An arrow quiver made from a small piece of skin of a great being. The arrows inside the quiver actually grow from the skin as spikes. Any creature wounded by them will inexorably begin to rot and perish. Feeding the rotting flesh to the quiver can accelerate the growth of the Crossbow Arrows.

Note: Be careful not to cut yourself.

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Name: Phantom Object·Sati’s Hand

Elements: [Armor], [Weapon], [Gloves], [Dizziness], [Lost], [Soul]

Description: Gloves sewn from the skin of a certain being, possessing the power to grasp souls. Those attacked by it will lose their sense of direction and suffer from severe dizziness. If hit repeatedly, even the soul may become lost.

Note: Please don’t use them to give a backrub... and no scratching either!

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"Two Obsession Objects, Glaaki’s Thorn must be for dealing with Obsession Objects, as for those gloves that can attack the soul..."

Feng Xue glanced at the fully wrapped gloves the other person wore on his dominant hand and figured the visitor mainly wore them to retrieve arrows.

"I wonder how many times this guy must have been stabbed to death to prefer wearing gloves that could scratch himself to death... even if it’s just itchy."