Dream Travel

Let's divide into groups after Chapter 441.

"You'll go to hell if you say that!"

"You read the Bible pretty fast?"

"Boring." Lexenberg casually tossed the Bible aside. If there hadn't been no trash can nearby, he would have thrown it in.

If the fanatical believers saw this, the other party would most likely disregard whether Lexenberg was a demon or not and rush at them to fight to the death.

"Even if you don't want to admit it, what you're doing is saving the world."

"Can that saved world offer me its soul?"

"I can't do it if I'm here." The demon needs a soul, while the white curtain says it needs the mist from another dream.

Otherwise, what would you get from a normal trip here and then leave? Some Dream Erosion Crystals? That's far too little.

White Curtain arrived at the new secret base and released the other demons as well: "As before, you will continue to listen to Luxembra."

I don't want any surprises in this operation; any surprises must be eliminated!

“If I take the lead, I can do better!” Another demon was very unhappy with Luxembra.

"Hahaha, it seems you haven't learned your lesson yet!!" Luxembla sneered as he stared at the retorting demon.

He actually rose from a fragment of his original body to become the real thing, and all the demons that followed were useless trash who died because of him.

They think they can take the lead?

"Let's find a place to fight. I'll show them who's really in charge!"

"We'll fight when we get back. Now, get things done. They're planning to use nuclear weapons, right? Tell them to prepare a few extra, just in case we don't have enough."

“A nuclear bomb…” Luxembla nodded; in his eyes, that thing was a technological version of a forbidden spell.

Although its activation method is limited and it is not as flexible as a magic scroll, its power is indeed not bad.

Putting everything else aside, if such a large bomb were dropped into the Demon Territory and detonated, the Demon Lord there would definitely not survive.

Using this weapon to blast down a falling meteorite is a pretty good idea.

"I'm waiting for your good news."

“It won’t be long,” Lexenberg assured, then glared menacingly at his fellow humans.

I've decided to teach them a lesson when I get back.

He now had some understanding of who Bai Mu was, but he understood even better the nature of his kind.

Bai Mu is human, and his kind, if placed among humans, would be nothing short of demons and scum; polite communication is completely useless.

Only by using force to subdue them will they obediently do their jobs.

Therefore, every single one of the demons that Bai Mu has summoned deserves a good beating from him.

While the demon went to work, Bai Mu took out the Holy Silver Pistol, removed four bullets, replaced them with new ones, and loaded it in.

He kept four Holy Silver bullets in the gun at all times, while the others were replaced every day. This allowed him to both mass-produce Holy Silver bullets and ensure that the initial accumulation of Holy Silver bullets could be continuously strengthened.

Besides that, there's the procurement aspect.

Since we're already here, we should at least do some shopping, right? It's also necessary to bring some things back, but considering we're going straight to space, the things we bring can't be too big or too heavy.

"I still need a phone or computer..."

"Is the time so tight this time?" Luciela, who had been summoned, still wanted to experience the local specialties.

"A meteorite is about to hit the sky; there's not much time left."

"I've never seen a meteorite before." Luciela said with longing. She had heard Bai Mu explain the meteorite; it was the ultimate destroyer...

“You’re just a medieval village girl; there are plenty of things you haven’t seen.”

"I think you don't want to sleep with me anymore!"

"Hehehe, if you don't want it, there are plenty of others who do."

“Those bastards.” Luciela immediately thought of the Awakened ones captured by the White Curtain.

They did think that, compared to her, the awakened ones were more like medieval village girls.

Because she was frequently summoned by the White Curtain, she had come into contact with many things about modernity, and therefore did not have such a strong attachment to or need for them.

But other awakened beings are summoned less often, so their experience is different.

"The computer and phone... the graphics cards look so-so. Oh well, I'll just buy some random ones. It's not like I'll be using them myself anyway."

After making a simple purchase of some goods, Bai Mu waited for what was to come.

The demons are still active, and the local space agency staff are being affected without even realizing it.

No one noticed anything amiss during the process; in fact, the staff on the other end were quite puzzled as to why the efficiency of the higher-ups had suddenly increased so dramatically.
Although they were already pushing their efficiency to the limit regardless of cost when facing a crisis that threatened to wipe everyone out, they can now actually overclock?

Furthermore, the disregard for cost resulted in greater efficiency in all deployments.

Even the 'unprofessional' space team that was brought in showed extraordinary potential in short-term training.

Those people were originally oil well drillers, and they were selected because they knew how to operate the new type of drill bit.

NASA's plan is to drill a hole in that giant meteorite, detonate a nuclear bomb from the inside, and then blast the meteorite into two pieces, ensuring that the meteorite passes by the Earth's sides after it separates.

To achieve the desired effect, an internal detonation is required. However, that meteorite is a mixed celestial body containing a large amount of metallic minerals, so detonating a nuclear bomb on the surface would have a very low effect.

The problem is that, compared to the professionally trained astronaut team, these drilling workers each have their own issues.

There were always problems during training, but after the higher-ups overclocked the efficiency, all their personal issues disappeared.

NASA officials were initially surprised by this change, but they eventually accepted it.

This is a good thing. Faced with a crisis where everyone is doomed, the original makeshift team suddenly rallied. Who wouldn't want to see such a change?
This will increase the success rate of subsequent actions.

"The training results are much better than expected, so we can try to launch earlier." NASA adjusted its original plan based on the latest training situation.

The spacecraft will dock with the space station, and there will be no shortage of resources.

Leaving early allows for more time to move around and spend in the car.

Even in terms of detonating nuclear bombs, there can be a more flexible approach.

Acting at the last minute can actually create more pressure and lead to more problems.

"Damn it, these humans, they're facing a catastrophe and they're still thinking about slacking off!" Luxembla, dressed in work clothes, looked at the assembled 'savior team'.

He cursed under his breath, thinking that he would be absolutely delighted if this bunch of amateurs continued to act like normal demons.

It's not that it's a complete disaster, but the fact that they could find these people for such an operation means they didn't have enough time to train a group of astronauts skilled in drilling.

Compared to the training period required to make astronauts skilled in drilling, it is actually simpler to use these drilling workers as astronauts.

Going to heaven is easy, but the time required for professional skills training is long.

They weren't astronauts, but once they were in space, they could start working. They drilled a hole in the meteorite, placed a nuclear bomb inside, evacuated in a spacecraft, and detonated the bomb at the designated time.

It's that simple.

Sending a group of astronauts up there meant they would only have rudimentary training in drilling operations.

Between an astronaut with rudimentary drilling skills and an astronaut with excellent drilling skills but rudimentary space training, the latter would be preferable.

To put it more pessimistically, whether these drilling workers can return or not is not so important; what matters is that they can drill a hole in the meteorite and then blow it up!
In this respect, Lexenberg did not do much; he merely used the pale light to somewhat bewitch the people here.

It's not about corrupting them, but rather about instilling in them a stronger sense of mission and conviction, making them single-minded.

His pale light could subtly create a holy soul, so doing this would be even simpler.

If it's not maintained regularly, this kind of seduction will gradually lose its effectiveness, but he is a demon.

Even if it fails, it would take an average person more than a month to recover.

Moreover, some of these drilling workers are not very strong-willed. Those with strong willpower can recover in a little over a month, while those with weaker willpower may take three to five months.

But before that, they were all warriors with 'unwavering will'.

Luxembra primarily influences these people, while the other demons do things in other areas, although those demons are also skilled in combat.

But their demonic nature makes it easy for them to cause trouble.

However, since the White Curtain forbade any trouble, Lexenberg simply assigned them to the logistics department.

Bai Mu didn't want any accidents to happen, and neither did he.

"Hmph, what a bunch of useless trash." Luxembla thought to himself as he turned his gaze away from the drilling workers.

They then went to other places to check for any oversights.

This operation was undertaken without regard to cost, so logistical support was particularly abundant.

The problem is that someone is trying to take it even when the world is facing an apocalyptic crisis...

Lexenberg was furious. He wanted to intervene, but found that the circle involved was too large, and dealing with it all would require traveling to many places, which didn't take much time.

Afterwards, Luxembla found that the logistics were still sufficient and stopped worrying about it.

Who took it? Let them take it, it's not their loss anyway.

Those who reach out to grab it aren't stupid; they know that while grabbing is one thing, the most important part—the action itself—cannot be skimped on.

Their profiteering is based solely on the potential gains after the crisis has passed; it's like a gamble. If everyone is alright, they profit; if everyone is ruined, then there's no going back.

Those who seek personal gain can ensure adequate logistical support under such circumstances, naturally because they don't want everyone to perish together.

Those people were being robbed, and Lexenberg didn't hold back either. Anyway, logistics were plentiful, so the combat readiness during the operation could be a bit more saturated.

Spacesuits for astronauts? One suit per person isn't enough. We need to have extras.

Nuclear weapons? What if the yield isn't enough? Prepare more!

The plan was to blast the meteorite so that it would do a split and bypass Earth.

It's never a bad thing to have a bigger split!

There were also other equipment and so on; anything that could be crammed in was crammed in.

Since there's plenty of time, a lower efficiency of the spacecraft is acceptable!

As long as the spacecraft can land on the meteorite, that's enough. As long as the weight is manageable and the mission can be completed, there's no need to bring back many things. Just drop them onto the meteorite and use them as payment for the meteorite's splits performance.

"You look so hardworking, you're like a saint."

Logistics, a devil disguised as a logistics worker, mocks Luxembla.

"Hehehe, that's why I can be the boss, while you bunch of good-for-nothings can only do odd jobs here!"

The demon disguised as a worker's expression changed slightly, inwardly cursing Lexenberg's good luck...

This guy only got ahead because he encountered the White Curtain early on.

They arrived late and could only be underlings, but they didn't want to come anyway. Before Bai Mu killed them, they thought Bai Mu was just a human and nothing to care about.

After being killed, I was filled with regret. Why did I have to provoke him in the first place?
"Truman has given the order to prepare for the official operation. Do the final checks, and don't cause any trouble! Unless you all want to be buried in space forever!"

Lexenberg left after saying just one sentence.

Truman was in charge of the relevant program at NASA, and the other side had already done its best to get things done without him even needing to use his Bewitching Light.

The other demons disguised as humans also received the news and began their final preparations.

They didn't lie in wait here for long, but because of the location, these demons learned about the situation in space.

If we're really going to drift through space with the weapons crate, what's the difference between that and being lost in the Astral Plane?
Let's get this done quickly.

"I'm just going to get on the ship like this?" Bai Mu asked, carrying his weapon case like a porter.

"Just go up normally. Right now, you're just a staff member in their eyes, and nobody will pay attention to you."

"Lexenbra said, enchanted within the Dream-Eroded Imperial Arms."

Bai Mu, with a calm expression, carried the weapons case and entered a spaceship.

"This is the Independence. You can just wait here." After entering the spaceship, Luxembla felt like he was back home.

He explained the precautions to Bai Mu and the spacesuit prepared for him.

Under his influence, the spacecraft had ample supplies.

There were also spare spacesuits available, so Bai Mu could use one herself without anyone noticing. Even if someone did notice, they wouldn't realize anything was amiss due to the influence of Luxembla.

"There is another officer on the other ship. The official personnel stationed on this ship are from Yimengyuan."

Lexenberg knew that White Curtain didn't want anything to happen to the Dream Source, so when making preparations, he specifically 'arranged' for White Curtain to be on this ship.

"Well done, you can continue to be the leader of those demons."

"What about the future?" Luxembla was concerned about this.

"From now on, I will divide into groups."

The demon's expression fell. Bai Mu's words clearly indicated that he did not intend to let him hold power second only to the emperor.

When the spacecraft took off, no one noticed that there was an extra person inside.

Before the spacecraft took off, when calculating the weight, Luxembla had already influenced the person in charge, and the weight of the white curtain and weapons boxes were included in the calculation.

So no one noticed that there was an extra person inside the spacecraft at that time.

Even though the white curtain itself is very heavy.

(End of this chapter)