Apocalyptic Era: Starting from picking up a Bishoujo
Chapter 605 - 567 The Courtyard in the Dream

Chapter 605: 567 The Courtyard in the Dream

"The biggest obstacle in this operation is not Huang Quan itself, but the fact that Huang Quan is likely to urgently summon the other three human gods of the Evangelical Institute upon discovering your infiltration, including the Evangelical Institute Master Yama," Lady No. 7 said solemnly. "After the last battle, Huang Quan must have realized that he’s not your match. Given his nature of not liking one-on-one battles, he definitely won’t engage you in a fair duel.

"Before the other three human gods arrive, whether you have the chance to kill him quickly enough is one thing, but the problem is that we certainly won’t be able to turn the Yellow Springs Evangelical Institute upside down in such a short time. Therefore, we must advance enough search progress during the infiltration phase... Does this explanation make sense?"

I nodded to show understanding and then said, "I understand all these things. What I want to know is... why does the subsequent infiltration require Little Bowl herself to be involved?"

"Because you are a human god. When such a massive existence like you enters a place occupied by another human god, it’s very difficult not to be noticed by the latter. It’s like a burly man trying to sneak into the passenger seat of a car without being noticed by the owner sitting in the driver’s seat," No. 7 said. "Moreover, this ’owner’ is a character with an extremely alert mental state, striving for caution in all matters... How could he possibly miss your infiltration?

"I could infiltrate alone, but I have no confidence in sneaking under Huang Quan’s nose. It’s best to have Little Bowl accompany me. Little Bowl’s Power of Right Positioning Heavenly Phenomena enables her to become one with the environment. From a Taoist perspective, it’s ’Unity of Heaven and Man.’ Those accompanying her can temporarily share the same blessing. Although it may not completely deceive Huang Quan’s eyesight, at least it won’t be discovered in the short term.

"With the Power of Divine Seal Fragments, even her ’camouflage’ can cover the ’surface’ of you, this ’giant entity.’

"This effect can probably also be applied to you and me from a distance by Little Bowl through the power of blessing, but it’s not as significant as accompanying her. Considering Huang Quan as the hypothetical enemy, it’s safer to be thorough in all aspects."

Achieving ’Unity of Heaven and Man’ with the Power of Right Positioning Heavenly Phenomena could also be simulated with Impermanence’s Fatian Xiangdi technique.

However, unlike the method of the Divine Son, Impermanence’s ’Unity of Heaven and Man’ is not about humans adapting to the heavens and earth, but rather distorting the world to suit themselves. Essentially, it’s an opposite approach. Because it actively distorts the external environment, it’s inherently less effective at deceiving other Impermanence perceptions than the Power of Right Positioning Heavenly Phenomena.

In nature, lions and leopards residing in the wilderness have evolved camouflage to deceive prey, but compared to insects that can mimic leaves and chameleons, the camouflage of lions and leopards is rather trivial. Weaker beings are naturally better at concealment and stealth than stronger ones.

"Brother Zhuang Cheng, let me join the operation," Little Bowl said, turning her head to me. "I am ready and will do my best not to hold you back."

Seeing this, I didn’t hesitate and nodded, saying, "Okay, I understand."

"Speaking of which, I have something else I want to ask," I turned to No. 7 again. "Since you have the ability to retry after death, have you ever tried to directly infiltrate the Yellow Springs Evangelical Institute? Even if stealing the ’Du Shuo Mountain’ technical data is difficult, after a few thousand attempts, there should be at least one success, right?

"Even if there’s no hope at all, you could at least figure out where the ’Du Shuo Mountain’ technical data is stored, right? Why do you need to infiltrate again to confirm now?"

Upon hearing this, No. 7 showed a helpless expression and said, "I am neither a human god nor have a non-human mental structure. How could I, like you, endure limitless death experiences as if they were commonplace... don’t mention thousands of times, just dying a few hundred to a thousand times and I’d be close to collapsing.

"That’s quite because I’m a demigod. If it were a regular human or demon hunter, experiencing a few real death experiences, how could their souls not self-destruct?"

The demon hunter subjects held in past secret bases of the Human Bureau also collapsed irreparably after recalling their death experiences too many times.

Demon hunters with the ability of an Undying Body are mostly undying on a physical level, or based on having their souls not completely destroyed. Undying bodies like Ming Zhuo or Huang Quan that ’just somehow manage to live again’ are very rare, and even if ordinary demon hunters gained the power to resurrect infinitely, their spirits could not withstand the endless death experiences.

Manifestation of an Undying Body also falls in this category. For me, even if I were to face soul annihilation, as long as it doesn’t harm the True Spirit, it’s equivalent to no harm. I gradually forgot the destructiveness of death experiences themselves. An ordinary human dying like I do would’ve been through countless deaths already.

"Additionally, because time and space in the Post-mortem World are now fragmented, my temporal movements can often be regarded as spatial movements as well," No. 7 continued. "To put it in simple terms, when I use death regression to reset myself and infiltrate the Yellow Springs Evangelical Institute again, I may not be infiltrating the ’destination before my invasion,’ but the ’destination after my previous invasion’..."

Little Bowl sighed, "Lady No. 7 is truly born in the wrong time... no, maybe it should be ’born in the wrong place’? Such powerful superpowers, facing such lousy time-space..."

"That’s how it is. So... I’ve actually tried infiltrating the Yellow Springs Evangelical Institute in the past, but failed at the very early stages. They have many detection and trap measures targeting me specifically now, and I truly can’t act again. But luckily, with Little Bowl accompanying me, I can ignore those things now," No. 7 said.

"I see..." I nodded. "Alright, I’ve almost recovered. There’s no time to lose, let’s start the infiltration now."

The damage to my True Spirit from the previous battle was not as severe as before I first received Little Bowl’s treatment. Moreover, Little Bowl seemed more proficient than the first time, and I no longer felt any issues.

I pushed myself up from the ground by leaning on my knee, and Little Bowl also left my back, holding onto my right hand. Then I reached out with my left hand towards No. 7.

No. 7 grabbed my palm firmly. Meanwhile, a mysterious wave emanated from Little Bowl, covering the three of us like an invisible camouflage.

"The operation begins," said No. 7.

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My vision suddenly changed.

No. 7’s space transfer ability activated. Perhaps because the situation wasn’t so urgent, this time she didn’t take out that revolver and blow her head off, but instead conducted the teleport normally. Or considering her ability is premised on death, maybe this method is actually abnormal? In any case, no normal person should enjoy suicide, and No. 7 obviously has the emotions of a normal human.

From the perspective of ordinary people, space transfer happens in the blink of an eye, but for me, it’s not quite the same. Just like someone with excellent dynamic vision can see a richer process of material movement, my consciousness can capture a process that doesn’t exist for ordinary people. I felt as if I was being dragged into the dark abyss, advancing through the turbulent currents. The touch of Little Bowl’s palm in my left hand was reassuring.

After a stretch of indescribable time, when I regained my senses, I found myself standing in a desolate and abandoned courtyard.

"We’ve arrived," No. 7’s voice sounded to my right.

She let go of my right hand and surveyed the surroundings.

Meanwhile, Little Bowl stood to my left. Through our still-clasped hands, I could feel Little Bowl instinctively tense her body, her gaze alertly scanning the scene. We were no longer in a neutral zone; rather, we were deep in enemy territory, so being cautious was only wise.

I also observed the courtyard. Around the vast open space were flower beds and lawns, but the flower beds housed withered plants, and the lawn was overgrown with weeds, even the weeds themselves were dry. In the distance, I could see many buildings of varying sizes, some in complete darkness, others brightly lit.

This place gave me a sense of déjà vu. I had seen this place somewhere before. Quickly, I searched through my memory and found the corresponding location.

—It was Mazao’s dream.

I had once entered this courtyard in Mazao’s dream and even had a brief encounter with Ming Zhuo there.

Mazao once said this courtyard was a scene from the Evangelical Institute. Considering she was once a student and subordinate of Huang Quan, the fragmented memory she pointed to should be this Yellow Springs Evangelical Institute.

The scene from the dream appears before me like fantasy becoming reality... Although it’s somewhat odd to call the post-mortem world belonging to soul and Spirit "reality," I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with emotions.

Unlike the dream courtyard, this place wasn’t empty.

There were several people in black traditional garb moving and resting in the courtyard, seeming to be monks of the Evangelical Institute. In the distance, I could also see monks passing through the corridors surrounding the courtyard.

The monks showed no reaction to us suddenly appearing here. It wasn’t due to negligence, nor were they unable to see us. From their occasional glances, I could tell they saw us, but they regarded us as "figures who naturally belong here."

This is the Unity of Heaven and Man by Little Bowl.

Such effect isn’t exclusive to me; No. 7 could also achieve it with her soul power, yet it could easily be detected by the Huang Quan who might exist here—not "might," I can ascertain Huang Quan resides in this place.

This is a hazy yet undeniable intuition, akin to being locked in a steel cage, sharing a room with a wild beast. Even with closed eyes, one can hear the dangerous breathing nearby.

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