So Many People Here

So Many People Here

Having decided on the Dreamscape's theme, the next step was gathering material.

This War of Mine was an outstanding game. Players had to control three different characters and survive amid the chaos of war, waiting for hope to arrive at some unknown time.

The oppressive atmosphere was everywhere. Food shortages and cold followed them like shadows, and an accident neither too big nor too small could destroy their tiny shelter, plunging the players completely into the mud.

But if the Dreamscape's setting was changed to a region suffering an economic downturn, that seemed workable too.

And if a Regional Lock was added on top of that, it would be even more fitting.

Staring at the drifting clouds outside the window, Chen Yu imagined it for a while. After class, he decisively asked Teacher Zhao for leave, then jumped out the window and whistled.

A streak of Flowing Light flashed past. The flying shuttle he had bought in the Lower Realm turned into a golden bolt of lightning and steadily carried him aloft.

The flying shuttle resembled a fish. Back when he was at the Qi Refining Stage, his Primordial Spirit was not strong enough, making it especially difficult to use. Walking had been easier.

But Chen Yu had now secretly reached Foundation Establishment. Once he locked onto a destination with his thoughts, the shuttle moved as easily as an arm or a finger, making it much easier to control.

Standing on the flying shuttle, he headed west, finally feeling somewhat like a true cultivator.

Riding wind and waves, soaring proudly above the clouds—the sensation was indescribably wonderful. Chen Yu could not help feeling that this was how cultivators ought to live.

But just as he had flown halfway there, several old Foundation Establishment monsters suddenly appeared.