I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 308 - 222 Moon Reading

Chapter 308: Chapter 222 Moon Reading

Chen Yun stood in front of the Dream Forest he had crafted with his own hands, his heart surging with excitement and awe.

In this Dream Forest, meticulously carved out by Chen Yun’s spiritual power, every detail revealed a degree of finesse and reality beyond imagination.

Sunlight gently filtered through the gaps in the treetops, forming columns of light, and fine dust floated in the air, dancing in the rays as if time’s sprites had frozen.

The forest floor was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and stepping on them, the soft touch seemed to absorb all weariness and worry.

Some higher authority, it seemed, was revealing itself before him at this moment, a power akin to that of a creator deity.

He realized that he was not merely an onlooker but also a creator, a deity capable of weaving reality into the dreams of others.

This ability made him feel as though he held the key to another dimension, a kingdom woven from heart and fantasy.

To call himself the Dream Master was no exaggeration.

His spiritual power far surpassed anyone’s, and even in this dreamscape composed of spiritual power, he was a god.

As he pondered this, the dreaming prisoner suddenly cast his gaze over.

Chen Yun, with his formidable spiritual power, freely manipulated the dreamscape to conceal his form.

And seeing a sunlit forest appear in the middle of a desolate dreamscape under a blood moon.

The prisoner was obviously befuddled for a moment.

But in the dream, he seemed to care little.

Casual in the strange logic of the dreamscape, the prisoner was unfazed by the abrupt change in the environment.

The desolation under the blood moon and the sunny forest coexisted, an illogical sight that seemed not to warrant undue attention in the realm of dreams.

The prisoner stepped forward almost carelessly into the suddenly arisen forest, as naturally as one might enter an ordinary pub.

Chen Yun smiled slightly from the shadows, his expectation of the prisoner’s acceptance of dream logic confirmed.

Using this, he began to more boldly adjust the details of the dreamscape, such as causing exotic flowers and herbs to blossom quietly along the prisoner’s path, emitting a comforting fragrance, hoping to nudge the prisoner’s subconscious in a more positive direction.

The prisoner in the dreamscape, amidst this ever-evolving environment, became increasingly relaxed, even starting to joyfully roll in the soft leaves, his face blooming with a childlike smile that had long been absent.

This scene brought a slight smile to Chen Yun, the Dream Master.

He became even more certain of his divine status in the dreamscape, thanks to his powerful spiritual strength.

Pondering this.

Chen Yun turned his gaze to the prisoner, the experimental subject.

After nearly completing the dream experiments, the next step would be to experiment on the subject himself.

As a dreamer, his existential form caught Chen Yun’s attention.

At first glance.

He seemed like a Spiritual Body like Chen Yun, but not only was this spiritual strength meager, the haziness and blur enshrouding it made the Spiritual Body’s consciousness seem much dimmer than in reality.

The consciousness in the dreamscape was clearly weakened.

Pondering this, Chen Yun, with his overwhelming spiritual power and omnipotence within the dreamscape, began experimenting on the dreamer’s very consciousness.

The next instant, everything around dissolved into nothingness.

In the process, Chen Yun shattered the vagueness of the dreaming prisoner’s consciousness, bringing about an unusual alertness within the dreamscape.

The next moment.

The surroundings immediately transformed into the prisoner’s cell where he took his midday rest, with Chen Yun’s formidable spiritual power providing an extremely realistic simulation.

This stunned the rapist.

Presumably, he thought he had awoken.

The prisoner looked around, his gaze traveling back and forth inside the cramped cell, finally settling on the iron window that was unexpectedly open.

Dusk was setting in outside the window, the lazy afternoon sun gradually giving way to the gentle evening light, a slanting remnant of the sun casting an unreal warmth on the iron bars.

He was baffled, his eyes a mix of confusion and shock, almost questioning the illogical silence—why had the long midday break passed without a cell check, with no sign of the usually strict guards?

Watching the open cell door, the prisoner’s breath turned rapid and heavy, his heartbeat the only sound in his ears. The extreme quiet of the surroundings was like a vacuum, with air itself seeming to freeze.

He raised an eyebrow, a flicker of suspicion and contemplation in his eyes, weighing whether this sudden freedom was a trap or an opportunity.

Suddenly, he seemed to make a decision.

A near-hysterical shout burst from his throat, echoing through the empty corridors without eliciting any response, only the growing echoes asserting his loneliness.

This unresponded solitude turned his doubts into conviction, an indescribable urge driving him to take action.

Regardless, he would run out first!

Finally, he hesitated no longer and resolutely strode over the threshold of the cell into the unknown.

The surroundings were vast and desolate, lacking the familiar noise and sighs of other prisoners, the footsteps and sharp rebukes of guards on patrol—everything was eerily quiet, as if the entire prison had been forgotten by time.

Along the way, every door was silently ajar, as if luring him deeper into this forsaken labyrinth.

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