Under the resentful gaze of System 333, Wei Sushen chose to start a daily task.
Mission: Nan Ke Yimeng.
Note: There are many different kingdoms in different spaces...Lilliput, the Kingdom of Wind, and the terrifying Kingdom of Dreams.
Brave and warlike, fighting for kingship and hegemony, countless tragic epics were born here. Join their fight, win the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking, and be praised by the world.
The world is so big, you want to see it!
Wei Sushen stood silent for a second: ... No, he doesn't want to.
Turning around, he found Fang Shan staring at him blankly. Before Wei Sushen could speak, he walked into the cover and whispered to System 333.
System 333: "It's not a daily mission, how can it go to another space dimension?"
Fang Shan: "Sure enough, he is born to be in conflict with all things."
System 333 bit his finger: "I thought you were an unlucky guy, but it turns out he is the real source of trouble."
Although their voices were soft enough, the room was so big, and many of them still fell into Wei Su Shen's ears. The latter said with a dark face: "Have you said enough?"
Fang Shan coughed lightly: "We are discussing response strategies."
Wei Sushen is a serious person, especially when compared with these two systems, he can be regarded as a gentleman. He said matter-of-factly: "Why do daily tasks involve other planes?"
If you have to travel all the time, how can you call it 'daily'
Fang Shan narrowed his eyes: "How else could it be that it hasn't been sent yet?"
This borderline mission also requires encountering a dream monster as an activation condition. Only if it can be released can there be ghosts!
After thinking about it, I sighed again, I didn't see ghosts during the day, and I happened to be hit by them.
The matter has come to this, and it is useless to dwell too much. Fang Shan gently nodded: "Go and execute it now."
Wei Sushen glanced at the bottom of the task to see whether to accept the transfer, shook his head and chose 'yes'.
"Trash is trash."
Ridiculous laughter echoed in my ears.
When Wei Sushen woke up, he saw three or four people surrounding him, punching and kicking him. Wei Sushen was shocked and grabbed the fist that was swinging towards him.
"You still dare to resist." The man chuckled and stepped on him.
The next second, a click was heard.
"Brother, you did a great job!" A tall and thin man next to him said happily: "This kid's bones are broken. He will probably stay in bed for ten days and a half."
"Idiot!" The fat man burst into tears in pain: "It was the sound of my bones breaking!"
Before the person next to him could react, he was kicked to the ground, and his face was hurt by the sole of the shoe.
Wei Sushen stepped on someone, thinking calmly... No wonder Fang Shan likes to step on people so much, especially on the face, it's really interesting!
"Let go, let go of my big brother!" The only one who hasn't been beaten yet doesn't want to run away, nor does he want to stay.
Wei Sushen was so powerful that the person he stepped on had blood coming from the corner of his mouth and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, please let me go!"
After a few breaths, Wei Sushen walked around them.
The few people who were so arrogant now looked like frightened quails, standing in a row obediently and apologizing shyly.
Wei Sushen suddenly took out a dagger from his waist.
"Killing people will be punished by the academy!" one person said hurriedly.
Wei Sushen: "Keep calling until I'm satisfied."
"what is it call?"
Wei Sushen glanced at him.
"Soldier, spare your life?"
Another punch.
The fat man covered his face: "If I don't tell you to spare my life, will I call you a waste?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "Good understanding."
It would be a pity not to give it a slap in the face when it comes to your door.
The fat man just thought he did it on purpose and said with a grimace, "We know we were wrong."
Wei Sushen no longer concealed the murderous look in his eyes, holding a sharp blade against the opponent's neck: "Scream quickly."
"Waste, waste."
Wei Sushen was very satisfied with what he heard: "If you don't have enough confidence, please speak louder."
The fat man’s heart skipped a beat—
"waste."
The two words almost echoed through the sky.
Wei Sushen glanced at the remaining two people and motioned for them to stay idle.
From dusk to nightfall, the three of them were almost talking dry. In the end, their eyes were blurred and they unconsciously repeated the word "waste".
"What a bad taste." Fang Shan's voice came from his head: "Even so, it is impossible to accumulate too much face value."
"Something is better than nothing." Wei Sushen said calmly, but little did he know that the difference between one point and one point is heaven and hell.
While speaking, he digested the memory of the original person. The area he is now in is called the Kingdom of Dreams. In this country, the most respected person is the Dream Master.
The dream master has his own dream demon, which can exert extraordinary power in battle.
His original name was Mo Xiu, and it would not be an exaggeration to say he was a waste, at least in the Imperial Academy where he was.
Imperial College only recruits the most outstanding students, of course there are exceptions, such as those who rely on family merit to get through the back door. The premise is that this credit must be an unparalleled achievement, otherwise even the descendants of the royal family and the Imperial Academy will not show their face.
The people who were bullying Mo Xiu also had great backgrounds, and they were sure that Mo Xiu would not dare to complain to his family. After all, a spot has been wasted. If I cry again because of being bullied in school, I'm afraid I will be completely looked down upon.
Wei Sushen shook his head. The original owner was too weak. Although these three people were highly talented, they were still young and had not yet awakened the ability to summon dream demons. In fact, their boxing and kick skills were not very powerful.
It wasn't until he turned around and left that the people behind him regained a sense of clarity.
"The awakening test will be in two days." The thin man helped the fat man stand up: "When we successfully summon the dream demon, we will give him a good look."
Wei Sushen guessed that they would have a desire for revenge, but he didn't take it to heart. The majestic power could be felt everywhere on the campus. The guards rested against the ancient trees, which were the guards' nightmares.
The strength of dream demons is generally divided into five levels from A to E. A is already extremely good, and above A is S. There are not many people in the world.
The dean of Imperial College is one of the few people.
As for the original owner, he is the most useless type and has no ability to summon the dream demon at all.
Wei Sushen raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling very satisfied with his current status. With his status as a loser, maybe his face value can reach a new high.
Swagger walked around the academy, hoping to suffer more discrimination before rising up.
A handsome man walked towards him, his eyes were arrogant, and he seemed to be the type not to be trifled with. Wei Sushen walked towards him quickly, expecting to continue to hear being called a waste.
When the man saw him, he actually stopped and said in disapproval: "You have already been retained for one level. In two days there will be an awakening test. This is your last chance."
At the last moment, we should seize the time to strengthen our mind power.
Wei Sushen waited for a long time, but did not hear the insult. He frowned and said, "Is this what you want to say?"
The man did not get angry because of his harsh tone. Instead, he said: "Xu Hui is a late bloomer, so don't belittle yourself."
After he left, Wei Sushen met a few more people, most of whom ignored him, and some stopped to comfort him, which made him greatly disappointed.
Fang Shan reminded quietly: "Most of the people in the world are normal people."
Wei Sushen: "Aren't you going to show up?"
Fang Shan: "This body is indeed a useless one. I can only condescend it to serve as your dream demon."
Wei Sushen looked around: "It's amazing."
This is the most bizarre world he has ever seen, even surpassing the world of cultivation in a sense.
If nothing else, the Imperial College is built on the clouds. The one who supports the Imperial College is the principal’s nightmare.
Dreaming is one of the ways to practice mindfulness. In order to ensure that each student's dream is not disturbed, the dormitories are all single rooms. This provided convenience for Wei Su Shen. At least on weekdays, his conversations with Fang Shan did not have to be hidden from others.
Fang Shan came out and stretched: "As a waste, the starting point of the host is still very high."
The Mo family is a military family and has guarded the peace of the empire for hundreds of years. Even the king would not dare to offend the Mo family easily.
In this country where strength is greater than the king's power, there is no such thing as superiority. Those who are capable work hard to pursue a higher realm.
The three lists of heaven, earth and people are the best references.
The more people on the list, the stronger the country's strength. The Kingdom of Dreams is relatively disadvantaged in this regard, but it can still be ranked among the four kingdoms because there are ten people from the Kingdom of Dreams on the sky list.
Only the strongest are qualified to enter the Heavenly Ranking.
"No. 1 on the Heavenly Ranking." Fang Shan yawned: "There is still a long way to go."
Wei Sushen looked calm: "No problem."
Fang Shan looked over and heard him say: "System 333 is praying for us."
If the mission fails, System 333 will also be buried.
Fang Shan immediately became happy, and after a moment his expression became serious again: "The host must improve his telekinesis power as soon as possible. The strength I can exert depends largely on your accumulation."
There was a knock on the dormitory door. Fang Shan and Wei Sushen looked at each other and disappeared into each other's bodies.
A red-haired boy came in and handed him a bottle of potion: "Your father asked me to bring it to you. It can improve your telekinesis."
Growing up, Mo Xiu had been fed countless precious medicines, but unfortunately his mental power still hadn't improved. The red-haired boy glanced at him sympathetically, moved his lips, and finally chose to leave without saying a word.
With his low telepathy, Mo Xiu did not live well in a big family, but due to the protection of his parents, no one dared to embarrass him openly.
He has all the resources that should be provided, and most people's attitude towards him should be considered indifferent.
In fact, Wei Sushen would rather have a background where he was bullied in a big family, so that he could do things with less scruples.
In order to have a more intuitive understanding, Fang Shan took a study manual from the table and started reading it. It roughly introduced the origin of Imperial College and the relevant regulations of the school. It focuses on the arousal test.
Although acquired hard work is important, in the absence of great fortune, in the land of dreams, talent takes precedence.
The awakening test determines the resources the school will invest in a student.
Fang Shan put the manual aside and patted Wei Sushen on the shoulder: "In the awakening test, I will make the host shine."
Wei Sushen stiffened slightly: "Have you ever considered taking the low-key and luxurious route?"
I didn't wait for a reply for a long time. Looking at Fang Shan, I was still imagining the image when I debuted... There are thousands of types of dream monsters, and the system vows to be the one that attracts the most attention!
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