Yang Yi continued killing Dream Demons.
The presence of dream entrants had neither interrupted nor disrupted his plans. Killing a few fewer Dream Demons did not affect his gains.
"The drop rate is so low.
"Could Dream Demon drops have a first-draw mechanic like the Gacha Machine, with higher drop rates for the first few Dream Demons?"
Yang Yi frowned with the Broken Iron Greatsword over his shoulder, checking his haul.
He had already killed over a thousand Dream Demons, but his haul was pitifully small: just three Small Dream Crystals.
Soon, the Bionic Robots delivered another pile of ice sculptures. Yang Yi picked through them, selecting one Undead and nine frozen people or corpses, and sent them all into the Laboratory.
Yang Yi himself stood in the observation room. He first thawed the Undead, ignored his stream of trash talk, and showed him the weapon he had brought into the dream. Then he waited for him to wake up and awaken the remaining nine Dream Demons before turning the Laboratory's temperature to maximum to kill them.
There were still risks.
Once, he had awakened twenty Dream Demons, and they had nearly smashed through the Laboratory's Transparent Wall.
Ever since then, he had strictly controlled the number of Dream Demons he awakened simultaneously, keeping it to ten or fewer.
Dream Demons gradually grew stronger over time. If they gained the upper hand, reversing the situation would be almost impossible, and things would only get worse.
He continued killing Dream Demons and tallying his haul.
"Good thing this Satellite has enough people. I can just stay a little longer if necessary. Time passes much more slowly in reality anyway."
Yang Yi muttered to himself, planning to keep at it.
Soon, two weeks had passed inside the dream.
Yang Yi had already