My Name Is Huang Tian: The Blue Heaven Is Dead, What the Heck?
Chapter 170

Cackling Again-Another Delicious Feast!

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By the time they had dealt with the nightmare, evening was closing in. A few golden wisps of cloud curled across the gray-white sky and scattered in the wind.

The group left the Benevolent Nursing Home. Zhou Zhenhong glanced back at the ruins strewn across the ground and said to Wang Guangming, "Contact the relevant departments later. Have them clear this place and level it."

Wang Guangming nodded.

Zhou Zhenhong then turned to Huang Tian. "Mr. Huang, although you haven't decided whether to join the association, it won't forget what you've done for Verdant Sun City. If you need anything, tell me. Whatever the Verdant Sun branch has, we can provide. If we don't have it, I'll apply to the higher-ups and do my best to get it for you."

Huang Tian thought for a moment. "Dream artifacts too?"

"Of course," Zhou Zhenhong replied with a smile. "Many independent dreamers join the association precisely to exchange merit points for dream artifacts."

Most independent dreamers had fused with only one dream artifact, barely setting foot on the path. To grow stronger and live longer, they had to fuse with a second, then a third.

Only by completing the triad and becoming a level-two dreamer could they bring their three dream artifacts into a delicate balance. That slowed the erosion of their minds and bodies, letting them cling to life for a few more years.

But how was an ordinary independent dreamer supposed to obtain more dream artifacts?

Handle a nightmare incident alone?

What a joke. Every nightmare was a fight for their life. Escaping intact was hard enough, let alone resolving it and obtaining a dream artifact.

More importantly, not every dream artifact suited every person. To complete the triad, all three had to resonate with one another. If they were

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