Experience proved that counting things was not a reliable way to enter a dream. At least, it had not worked for Yang Yi this time.
He felt more and more awake as he counted. By smell alone, he could pinpoint everything in the Captain's Quarters.
In the end, he could only try something else, recalling the research data and formulas he had seen in his previous dream...
This method was much more reliable. Before long, Yang Yi felt sleepy, then drifted off.
Ding-dong!
Ding-dong!
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong...
The irritating doorbell rang faster and faster. Yang Yi finally could not stand it anymore and sat straight up in bed.
But the moment he sat up, he froze.
"Where am I?"
Only then did Yang Yi's memories gradually return. He immediately realized he was in a nightmare and called up his status panel.
---------- Charles [Dream] (Legendary) Title: "Scholar" Extraordinary Path: Miskatonic University's top graduate Status: Undeath Disease "a green human figure with arms and legs spread," height 168 cm, weight 59 kg Strength: 14 [Dream] Spirit: (18)38(9211/16000) [Dream] Agility: 12 Constitution: 10 Perception: 41 Sanity: 138/138 Stamina: 100/100 Qi and Blood: 100/100 Mana: 38/38 Talents: Iron Will+ [Dream], Refuse Death [Dream] Spells: Command Spell, Mental Interference, Mental Armament, Amnesia Spell, Crazy Laughter Spell, O Flame, Grant Me Strength!, Mental Shock, Meditation Method... Abilities: None ----------
"I'm still Charles?"
Seeing the name, Yang Yi realized he had entered a dream concerning the Deathbirth Society. But the setting differed from before, so the point in time might be completely different.
And the spells this guy knew...
Yang Yi counted them. There were no fewer than a hundred. He was practically a walking encyclopedia of magic, with an especially large number of mind-related spells.
"I knew it. With