Dream Travel

Chapter 253 Preparing to Force Help
Demons are easy to encounter, but 'holy seals' are not easy to obtain. Moreover, the holy seal on Bai Mu's body is quite advanced, and ordinary demons cannot detect it when it is not activated.

The high-level 'holy seal' and the lingering aura of a demon led Talic to conclude that White Curtain had killed a demon in this alternate dream, and that this could not have happened more than a week ago.

He carries a holy seal, and the remaining demonic aura will not last long.

As for why a demon appeared in this strange dream, Talic didn't know, but the white veil bearing the holy seal killed a demon, which meant that the demon that was killed probably deserved to die.

"A Holy Seal? A Demon Hunter or a Cleric?" The young man's initial worry eased somewhat.

"Whichever one it is, just see if he's alone afterwards. As for those two girls, they'll only be waiting to die in despair in this world, so it's better for them to die sooner rather than later."

After saying that, Talic stopped talking about it.

While exploring this level, they encountered living indigenous people, which is already a very rare occurrence. However, the indigenous people they encountered were of no use at all!
Not only are they young, but one of them is even illiterate. It should be said that in such a post-apocalyptic world, it is difficult for the surviving indigenous people to receive a complete education.

Therefore, encountering such indigenous people is meaningless.

We cannot obtain any useful information from them, nor can we expect them to provide any help; on the contrary, they would only be a burden.

Talic wasn't lying; they did have rivals here, and those rivals weren't benevolent people either. Having two burdens would hinder their future operations.

She will tell Bai Mu this information because it is related to the holy seal that Bai Mu carries.

Holy seals are a general term for items used to combat demons; there are many types, and they are not exclusive to any one particular item.

Those who understand these kinds of items can glean useful information from them, such as the style of how the holy seals were made.

It's possible to infer what kind of person the producer is based on their style; White Curtain's Holy Seal leans towards protection.

While concealment reduces his aggressiveness, it also prevents him from attracting unwanted attention and provoking dangerous demons.

The style of the Holy Seal is more like a gift and protection from an elder to a younger generation.

"Take care of the other group first." Talic didn't intend to have much contact with those two useless natives; at most, he would leave some supplies for them.

Too much contact is not good for either of them. As for handing it over to Bai Mu... as long as Bai Mu isn't a bad person, it's fine.

If he's willing to help the two Indigenous people, it would be a good thing for Talic, not to lessen the shame she doesn't feel, but to eliminate a competitor.

With the leg hair involved, Bai Mu won't be as efficient in her work. Even if she wants to find exploration points, she'll look for those that haven't been discovered yet, so there won't be much competition with her side.

Incidentally, those two useless indigenous people will also be able to live a little longer.

As for her side, now that she has no worries about the future, it's time to deal with another group of competitors. They are from another company, well-trained, and quite capable.

While they might not kill each other outright, crippling each other would be no problem.

Once they cripple and drive the other party away, the discovered facility will be theirs.

This facility is related to aerospace, although not to weapons, but the information in this area is actually more important.

"Captain, our men are back."

"Get ready, we'll make our move tomorrow." Talic calculated the time; based on how quickly Bai Mu had arrived at the invitation, she should have already found the person she mentioned.

He has mental scanning equipment, so there's no possibility of him not being able to find the person.

Talic made some arrangements and prepared to go check on the situation; those two useless natives were now somewhat useful.

This would allow her to confirm what kind of person Bai Mu is.

"The captain is still worried," a team member muttered quietly.

"Don't talk nonsense. This is the captain's arrangement. There must be a deeper meaning behind it." Another female team member glared at her companion.

She continued to observe other areas; another group of competitors was at the other end, neither of them hiding their tracks, both keeping a close eye on each other.

It all depends on who makes the first move.

When Bai Mu arrived, she noticed that her competitors were also paying attention.

After Bai Mu left, those people began preparations; it was only a matter of time before they took action.

Elsewhere, following the direction Talic pointed, Bai Mu found an abandoned facility that clearly wasn't worth searching.

"Let me look..." Bai Mu took out the scope and easily found two figures, the indigenous people.

"Don't move!" A gun was pointed at the white curtain.

"Hello." Bai Mu greeted the other party, but the blonde girl with a Type 38 rifle and a helmet remained unmoved and seemed very wary of Bai Mu.

"You're looking for us? What's your purpose?"

Behind the blonde girl, another girl stared nervously at the white screen; they had discovered that people were still active in this dead city.

Although I've met people before, those people are different from the people appearing now.

The newly arrived people are exploring the city, and there are conflicts between them, making it seem very dangerous.

They secretly observed through binoculars and witnessed a conflict between the two groups; the battle was extremely fierce.

Driven by the desire to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune, they completely abandoned any thought of contacting these people.

Instead, they hid and tried to get to the upper level as quickly as possible. As for going down... the elevator was broken, and they couldn't go back. "I've asked you to put the gun away. I'll treat you to something to eat."

Bai Mu looked at the Type 38 rifle that posed no threat to him, waved his hand, and tried his best to appear as harmless as possible.

The blonde girl remained unmoved, while the black-haired girl behind her said, "We're not hungry. If you've taken a liking to this place, we'll just leave."

"Alright, you can't stop me from doing whatever I want." Bai Mu reached out and snatched the rifle from the blonde girl's hand.

He examined the gun in his hand; it had been maintained, but that was about it. After removing all the bullets, Bai Mu returned the weapon.

Seeing the two nervous people, he gave them a friendly smile: "I'm just a kind passerby who happened to be passing by."

When he saw the two of them, he planned to forcefully help them, since the greater the influence he had on the Otherworld Dream, the more Otherworld Dream Mist he would obtain when he returned.

Having met a local, how could he miss the opportunity to help?

"Xiaoqian, it seems we can't win." The blonde girl looked down at the weapon that had turned into a fire poker and gave a helpless smile.

"My name is Chito, and this is Yuri." Chito, who had been blocked behind her, stepped forward.

She didn't even see how the white curtain took the weapon from Yuri, and the young man looked very strange.

It wasn't their appearance, but their demeanor and the large suitcase they were carrying. As for helping, although they hadn't met many people, they knew that there was no such thing as unprovoked kindness.

"My name is Bai Mu. Do you live here?" Bai Mu looked around. There was some basic security set up here.

Qianhu hesitated for a moment, then led Bai Mu to their temporary residence.

They've been living here for a while now, and there are even empty cans in their place, which Yuri found.

It seems to have been left behind by those who explored the city, and Chito even scolded Yuri for it.

It's wrong to pick up things left behind by others, especially if the people's identities and origins are unknown. Even so, they ate with great relish.

They have never eaten such delicious canned food since birth.

Unfortunately, there weren't many cans of food, and even if we tried to be frugal, we'd finish them all soon.

Bai Mu took out a small pot and skillfully began to boil water and cook meat broth.

Looking at the small piece of jerky that Bai Mu put in, Yuri couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her: "So you're not eating well either?"

"Don't misunderstand, this is compressed rations," Bai Mu corrected the other party's misunderstanding.

Boiled dried meat quickly turned into a rich broth, and after Bai Mu sprinkled in the seasonings, Yuri's mouth watered immediately.

"Is there really such a convenient thing? I won't be polite."

As she spoke, she picked up a small bowl made from an empty can.

Chito reached out and patted Yuri's hand.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

"Be more polite!"

"It's alright, tell me about your situation first." Bai Mu poured them some meat soup.

Talic encountered these two people first, but it seems he didn't interact with them; instead, he sent them here.

What was their purpose? Bai Mu pondered. As for why Talich hadn't contacted them, Bai Mu could guess.

It's simply because they feel that these women are really useless.

They are not native to this world. In a post-apocalyptic fantasy, surely no one would really think that natives are precious?
Especially these indigenous people who lack skills and knowledge, and are like stray cats.

Even Bai Mu, with his excellent sense of smell, determined that they hadn't showered for at least a week...

“We want to go to the top floor and see if we can find anything meaningful.” Yuri sipped her hot meat soup, looking curiously at the electromagnetic heating coils of the white curtain.

She just thought that thing was amazing, it could boil water and cook soup without needing fuel.

"and then?"

"I hadn't thought about it." The warmth from the broth made Yuri visibly happier: "Because we didn't have any ulterior motives in the first place."

After leaving their towns, they had no chance of returning, and they never seriously considered where to go or what to do.

In this world, we are born to live with despair, and while living in despair, we search for resources, fuel, and other necessities for survival.

That's about it. Any longer-term ideas?

When all living things are dying out, who will have those thoughts left? Let's just live each day optimistically.

As she watched the people fighting in the city through her binoculars, she was somewhat curious: there were already so few people in the world, why did they still have to fight each other?
"Give me another bowl." Yuri, who had already finished her soup, unceremoniously held out the canned food bowl.

Bai Mu poured her a fresh bowl of meat soup, pondering some things. The problems of this alternate dream world were quite difficult to change.

(End of this chapter)