Nightmare

On the night of the day he arrived in Guangzhou.

Xu Yanwu finally got a rare bit of sleep at the hotel arranged by Schicksal.

Before going to bed, Xu Yanwu took a shower, found a basin and soaked his feet for a while, made himself a cup of instant noodles by the table, then drank a glass of hot milk before sprawling across the bed like a starfish.

He savored everything a human could feel. He absolutely would not let the exhaustion from before carry over into the next day.

For Xu Yanwu... these things had actually long since lost their meaning.

A shower? If Xu Yanwu wanted to, he could immediately clean his body using his own energy. If he wanted to, he could even make sure his body never got dirty in the first place. Food?

The source of Xu Yanwu's energy and strength was not something food could satisfy.

Xu Yanwu had stopped relying on food to survive a long time ago.

Sleep was the same.

Now, sleep was merely a way for Xu Yanwu to relax. Yet tonight, he had a dream while sleeping.

In the dream, Xu Yanwu seemed to have returned to the past.

A primitive tribe.

There were no skyscrapers and no smooth roads.

There were only simple yet sturdy low houses, along with tribespeople bustling about within them.

The people in the dream had indistinct faces, but Xu Yanwu could sense that he was doing something important.

Yet Xu Yanwu could not remember what exactly that important thing was.

Xu Yanwu walked through the tribe. In his sleep, he did not know what he was supposed to do, nor did he know why he was there.

Still, being there made Xu Yanwu feel at ease.

Within the tribe, Xu Yanwu saw