"Harvester, h-how can you talk to me this way? Where exactly are you hiding?"
Ye Zi was so anxious he was nearly in tears. He trembled inwardly, "Do you know how much happened last night? Everyone is in total chaos. Even the Ancient Dream Saintess seems to be dead..."
"What do you mean, where am I 'hiding'? I'm clearly strategizing from afar and trying to turn the tide!"
Meng Chao replied quickly, "And who said the Ancient Dream Saintess is dead? I saved her. She's bursting with energy now, lively as a dragon and vigorous as a tiger—she could punch a Battlegroup Level Expert to death!"
"What?"
Ye Zi was so excited that he nearly jumped up again.
He stuffed all ten fingers into his mouth and bit down hard. Only the piercing pain allowed him to calm his surging emotions.
"Is that true, Harvester? Y-you really saved the Ancient Dream Saintess?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how could my voice possibly appear out of thin air inside your head?"
"Then, then we have to tell Generals Red Bear and Mountain Dog this good news immediately! Otherwise, they're going to start fighting!"
"Red Bear and Mountain Dog... they should be the two fiercest generals in the White Bone Battalion, with the most glorious records and the most savage style of warfare. I can see that things are a complete mess on your side. What exactly is happening?"
Ye Zi steadied himself.
He quickly organized his thoughts and described, in the briefest possible terms, everything that had happened around him from last night until this morning.
"I-I'm still completely confused.
"Last night, I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly had an utterly terrifying nightmare. In it, the majestic Great Horned Rat God had turned into a grotesquely swollen corpse, rotting and stinking, crawling