Ten minutes passed.
Gu Yuan's condition had become completely abnormal.
Even if he wanted to throw away the Blood Pearl, he couldn't do it.
Thump, thump, thump!
Thump, thump, thump!
His heartbeat kept accelerating. The village teacher's already frail body was somewhat unable to hold on.
Yet at that moment, a stream of energy flowed from the Blood Pearl, up his arm and into his entire body.
The sensation was indescribably strange.
Something was wrong.
There was something wrong with this Blood Pearl.
Fifteen minutes passed.
Gu Yuan, lying in the recliner, suddenly tilted his head and seemed to drift off into a dream.
The villagers passing by were stunned.
They praised their village teacher for being so capable—he could fall asleep whenever he wanted.
Impressive.
Once he was completely sprawled across the recliner, Gu Yuan noticed some changes before his eyes.
His body seemed able to move, though it felt more like some sort of condensed consciousness.
Through the villagers' perspective, Gu Yuan looked at the village teacher sleeping soundly in the recliner and seemed to understand something.
I really fell asleep?
So it was a dream.
The once-bright red Blood Pearl had lost its former color and turned transparent.
There were even faint cracks across its surface.
"The Blood Pearl brought me into a dream? Looks like there should be something good in here."
Returning his attention to the dream, Gu Yuan looked at the blood mist before him and began surveying his surroundings.
His vision was limited. Beyond a one-meter radius, he could see nothing.
He lowered his head and glanced at his current body.
He was still the village teacher.
That was rather troublesome.
Since there was no direction, he might as well wander around.
Those people wanted the Blood Pearl, so there had to be