Sweeping Across the Land Like Autumn Leaves, Crushing Fiends and Demons with a Single Punch

"Not satisfying enough? Hiss—"

Zhou Zhenhong could hardly describe what he felt. Ever since he had become a dreamer, he and every dreamer colleague or independent dreamer he had met had faced nightmares with extreme caution, afraid to make the slightest mistake. Who could stroll through one as calmly as Huang Tian and even find a mere haunting-class nightmare unsatisfying?

With that kind of ability, he had to be a level-two dreamer! A veteran level-two dreamer, at that!

Zhou Zhenhong's spirits soared.

With Mr. Huang in Verdant Sun City, this vast city could finally have some peace!

Zhou Zhenhong let out a long breath. Over the past year, one nightmare incident after another had appeared in Verdant Sun City. Orange-Red Kindergarten and the General Temple had both emerged within that year. He could clearly feel that nightmares were appearing more often, while he remained only a level-one dreamer, unable to keep up—

Now he could finally catch his breath.

He sent a message: "Do everything you can to support Mr. Huang's work over there. Whatever he needs, if our branch can provide it, give it to him."

Wang Guangming: "Understood."

Zhou Zhenhong: "Also, if he shows any signs of mental strain, be sure to persuade him to stop. The remaining nightmare incidents can be handled later. There's no need to rush."

Wang Guangming: "All right."

Putting down his phone, Wang Guangming glanced through the rearview mirror at Huang Tian, who sat resting with his eyes closed. He said nothing and turned to the view outside. The road was broad, with cars streaming along it, small shops lining the street, and pedestrians strolling past—

The convoy drove steadily on. After about half an hour, it entered a secluded lane, continued for several miles toward the outskirts, and stopped before a drab