A Fire Is Lit

After receiving the mysterious gift from the mentor Wang Zhifan had disguised himself as, the young Robert suddenly woke as if from a dream. He found himself still running with the others in the military formation, which made the experience he had just undergone seem utterly absurd. He had actually fallen asleep while fleeing and had even had a lengthy, bizarre dream.

But just as he made that judgment, he felt a powerful new force within his body, giving him the constant sensation that he could soar into the sky at any moment. It was something the old him could never possibly have possessed.

"What's going on... Could that dream have been real?"

For a moment, Robert raised his hand as he ran and looked at his palm. When he lightly clenched his fist, faint ripples formed in the air around it, proving that the power he had felt was not an illusion.

That confirmation flashed shock through his eyes. He nearly lost control and fell, but he recovered quickly, forcibly calming himself as he continued forward through the night with the others.

In truth, if Robert's perception and powers of observation had been stronger, he would have noticed that he was not the only one in the formation who had suddenly fallen into shock. More than a dozen others wore strange expressions as well. Like him, they had just been pulled into an illusion by Wang Zhifan and had been instilled by the "mentor" with the ideas and power of resistance.

For now, these people did not know that companions like themselves existed. But they would soon realize it. At that moment, their destinies would diverge. Some might gather together and embark on the road of resistance. Some might choose silence, keep a low profile, and wait to see