At dawn, Wang Zhifan woke up on the sofa bed in the boss's office on the third floor of the commercial building.
He threw off the blanket covering him, got up, and looked out the window. The morning sun had already risen, and the zombies active during the night seemed to have decreased somewhat, though there were still more of them than on the first day's daylight hours.
I wonder if I can keep hiding out here today. Maybe one or two leader-type monsters will show up.
Wang Zhifan guessed that, judging by the dungeon's usual style, it probably would not let him keep enjoying such leisurely comfort. Yet he did not feel particularly afraid. On the contrary, he thought an occasional challenge would be a pretty good experience.
I don't feel hungry at all, so I'll keep cultivating... But no more dream cultivation today. My body is starting to ache from lying down for so long.
Wang Zhifan was currently focusing on the Great Dream Saber Scripture. Its dream-cultivation portion was presently mainly intended to create one Dream Self after another. Beyond dream cultivation, however, there was another important and difficult subject: practicing how to control his Dream Selves and achieve highly proficient coordination between them and himself.
At a time when his cultivation had not improved further and he had yet to master the various subsequent abilities, training the Great Dream Saber Scripture as though it were a clone-based saber art was the most suitable way to rapidly increase his combat strength.
I'll use Dream Self for a few rounds of real combat first.
With a thought from him, the Dream Self he had stationed by the door of this room all night abruptly shifted from a motionless state into rapid movement. In the blink of an eye,