Dream Travel

Chapter 290 The First Time Doing This
Temporarily altering the shape and properties of an object is somewhat understandable with a white screen, but thinking about it more deeply, it's like using the illusion magic Lily mentioned, directly transforming a wooden stick into a holy sword...

Even though it is essentially a wooden stick, under the influence of illusion, this wooden stick can temporarily possess the form and power of a holy sword.

That sounds incredibly impressive, but using illusions to deceive fate is something he can only dream of.

But Bai Mu felt that neither the former nor the latter seemed to have anything to do with him, and no matter how well they talked about it, he couldn't learn it.

"Perhaps you'll encounter Dream Erosion ingredients with this kind of power."

"Then first you need to give me a corresponding alternate dream." Bai Mu remained noncommittal. Perhaps there would be one, but without a corresponding alternate dream, he would have no chance to obtain one.

Moreover, there is a great deal of luck involved; the things formed from the misty dream are highly uncertain.

"do you have?"

"No, I'm just offering you a way to solve the problem. In fact, even if you wanted to learn 'magic,' you couldn't."

"If I can really learn this, I should already be recorded in the defense agreement, right?" Bai Mu picked up his tea and took a sip. He felt that it wouldn't be long before the city of Rota would contact him to register the relevant information.

"You're still afraid of this?"

"It's not that. I'm just a little worried that if I get into trouble in the future, I won't be able to stay in Rota City and I won't be able to see you anymore."

"Bai Mu, you're joking. I'll manage your assets well back then, and then find opportunities to date you privately. I won't let you suffer."

Bai Mu's expression couldn't help but fall. He wasn't necessarily going to be in trouble, but Lily's words made it seem impolite not to be.

He came to Lily not just to see the curse, but also for other questions and more information about demons.

“The projection environment in Luxembla was probably good at the time, but why didn’t he continue to increase the projection intensity?”

The white curtain inquired about more pressing questions, since Luxembra was being projected through the souls of those demon cultists.

Given his hatred for himself, he could have easily created a stronger projection at that time, right?

If the souls of a dozen or so demon believers are already so powerful, wouldn't it be even more formidable if all the souls of those demon believers were used?
"According to what you said, it's not that he doesn't want to make the projection stronger, but that he doesn't have the ability to do so. Reality lacks some of the environmental conditions that are favorable to demons."

"Environmental conditions?"

Lily didn't keep them in suspense and explained with a smile, "There's no hell in reality, which means demons lack a home ground suitable for them."

"Huh?" Bai Mu scratched his cheek. "Is that the reason? I've read quite a few in some of Yi Meng's works. Many demons want to escape Hell."

"Does this conflict with hell continuing to be their home ground?"

Is there a conflict? Actually, no...

Hell is the home of demons. For demons to want to escape hell is like a wolf trying to break into a poorly protected sheepfold.

In hell, you have to fight alongside other wolves, and then run into a sheepfold with no protection. Isn't that like celebrating the New Year every day?
“There is no hell in reality, so the power of many demons is not stable. Based on your description, Luxembra’s strength should be between ten and twenty times that of that projection, and there is no problem of insufficient power.”

Lily was helping White Curtain analyze Luxembra's true form, which was why many primal demons didn't really want to create projections for descent operations.

Once someone has determined your true strength, you become easy to manipulate.

After all, demons are not invincible. Although human geniuses have always been targeted, even without individual high-level combat power, humans can still leverage the advantage of numbers.

"Twenty times the intensity? Hmm... let's talk about that later."

Bai Mu thought about it seriously. Facing such a primordial demon, even if he went all out, it wouldn't be easy to defeat it.

Don't be fooled by his accurate shooting and the fact that his weapon case can constantly generate electricity, making him seem like a lightning king. In reality, once he abandons these equipment, he's just a physical hacking king.

It's still the kind of attack that can't be triggered by cutting through enemy fire.

"If you can lure him to Rota City, the defense agreement can suppress his strength to one-fifth."

Bai Mu was somewhat surprised: "A defense agreement this aggressive?"

"Defense agreements are the most important form of human dignity besides the Dream Bomb."

Humans in this world are truly living in dire straits, Bai Mu's lips twitched slightly.

Will things change once the technology of this world develops to the same level as the 21st century on Earth?

Bai Mu didn't even want to think about it anymore. Those demons weren't stupid either. If things really developed to that point, the demons would find a way to create other living environments.

"I'll go and deal with the curse first, and I'll treat you to dinner another day." Bai Mu left the small room.

Since it was still early, we headed straight to the monastery.

The little nun wasn't sweeping this time; she was playing games with some even younger children.

After casually noticing the white curtain at the door, his eyes lit up, and he handed the ball to the child next to him: "You guys play first."

She jogged to the monastery gate and asked Bai Mu, "What are you doing here again?"

“I’m cursed, I need to find a professional.” Bai Mu held out her right hand. Seeing the somewhat frightening red marks on it, the little nun couldn’t help but rub her own: “Did Sister Asha’s things not work?”

"It's only because it's useful that it's like this; otherwise, the problem would be even more serious."

"..." The little nun looked slightly conflicted: "Sister Asha is in the church. You should come in first, and don't wander off."

She led the white curtain to a guest room in the monastery. Although the monastery was not open to the public, there were still rooms available.

The little nun gave Bai Mu a glass of water and told him to wait there. Then she brought over a box and took out a lot of things from it.

It wasn't something like a cross or holy water, but rather something that looked more like some kind of spellcasting material.

There is neither Jesus nor God in this world; the cross is a trend brought about by the message of a dream.

Clerics are not people who worship a particular god; they are called that simply because they are skilled at dealing with demons and other dark creatures.

After selecting what she needed from the box, the young nun said to the white curtain with a slightly nervous expression, "I'm still in the learning stage. If you're worried, I'll go find Sister Asha now."

"Then won't I be tormented by the curse again? Sister, please help me and let me get rid of the curse as soon as possible."

Bai Mu pretended to look pained.

"You rascal!" The little nun blushed and glared at the white curtain. "Then I'll begin."

She carefully observed the condition of Bai Mu's arm; the red marks from the curse had spread to near her shoulder.

"Take off your shirt first." Since she was going to help, the little nun was very serious; she needed to ascertain the severity of the curse first.

The curse is not deep enough, but since it is a curse, we cannot be careless.

After confirming that the curse was only concentrated on her arm, the little nun breathed a slight sigh of relief. If the curse continued to spread, she would really have to ask Sister Asha for help.

Even though the White Curtain's curse wasn't that severe, the young nun was still a little nervous, as it was her first time encountering something like this.

At other times, she didn't have many opportunities to practice; at most, she would just help treat the wounded.

Even Sister Asha rarely deals with these kinds of things, not because she can't handle them, but because she has already 'retired'.

Although she still works at the church, she doesn't really concern herself with this matter.

The young nun, who was experiencing her first real-world application, carefully checked the materials she had prepared.

Especially with some materials, after grinding them into golden powder, the little nun repeatedly checked the amount of material used, afraid of using too little or too much.

Seeing her so cautious, Bai Mu couldn't help but say, "You don't need to be so careful. If you fail, you can try a few more times. I have plenty of time."

"...This is the first time I've done this, and I don't want to fail." The little nun glanced at the white curtain with some displeasure.

"And you'll be in a lot of pain if you fail, right?"

"It's not that bad," Bai Mu quickly said, to avoid putting too much pressure on the little nun: "It's just an arm, it's not like I'm going to die, relax."

The young nun looked conflicted. Even though Bai Mu said that, she didn't want to pretend to be a skilled veteran and just do it without thinking.

The young nun continued to operate cautiously, but with the comfort of the white curtain, she no longer fretted over certain steps.

But her attitude remained unchanged. The reason she was conflicted was that she had many options and wanted to choose the best one from them.

The problem is that she lacks practical experience, and relying solely on her acquired knowledge to conduct brain tests is insufficient to determine which approach will be most effective.

Everyone encounters curses differently. While one method can be applied to multiple curses, different methods will produce different effects.

Although both can achieve their goals, the process can vary. Some cursed people will find relief, while others will make them experience the unbearable weight of life.

This was the experience that Mother Asha passed on to her when she taught her.

Generally speaking, the faster a method takes effect, the more intense the pain it may cause.

"It might hurt a little," the little nun reminded the white curtain.

"It's okay, come on."

Just as the little nun was about to say something, she saw the wound that had suddenly burst open on the red mark heal rapidly.

"Huh?" The little nun, who was about to make her move, froze, holding a small knife.

The old Bai Mu wasn't like this. She even stitched up her wounds herself after she was injured. It hasn't been long, but Bai Mu is no longer like a human being.

“I’ve eaten Dream Erosion ingredients that can enhance recovery,” Bai Mu explained.

"Oh..." The little nun looked troubled again. The white curtain's recovery ability was too strong and exceeded her expectations. The problem was, how to deal with the surgical part?

While the young nun was hesitating, Bai Mu took the small knife from her hand: "You tell me where to cut, and I'll make the cut."

(End of this chapter)