It was late at night, and Hao Ren was making the final preparations for his trip to the Dream Plane.
Actually... what the hell was he preparing for?! He could enter just by lying in bed and sleeping. No matter how much preparation he did outside, it wouldn't be of any use!
Lily had been thoroughly worn out by all the recent turmoil. On top of that, she needed to conserve her energy for her evolution during the full moon a few days later, so she had gone back to her room and fallen asleep before nine. That left only Vivian and Izax in the living room, helping Hao Ren fuss around. Vivian had made a huge pot of medicinal food that was supposedly good for one's vitality and spirit, then supervised Hao Ren as he downed two full bowls. She looked at him with particular concern. "How do you feel? Is your mental state any better?"
Hao Ren smacked his lips. The strange taste of the medicinal food had left his tongue numb, but seeing the serious expression on Vivian's face, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He could only nod. "Yeah, it works. I feel as energetic as I do right after waking up early in the morning..."
"Then have some more!" Vivian was delighted when she heard that. She snatched up the bowl and ladled two more spoonfuls of black, oily gruel into it. "Listen, nobody recognizes the herbs in this anymore. Even old Chinese doctors don't know what they are. The recipe was written down when Li Shizhen happened to pass through a small village. Drinking it refreshes the mind and steadies the spirit. To put it bluntly, going to the Dream Plane means having a nightmare. As long as your mental strength is stable, you