I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 371 Teacher Shen is a good person (56)

Unlike ordinary dreams, large-scale dreams require high investment and have a long time cycle, but they usually have high-quality visuals, plots and sound effects, and have high artistic value.

Many groups or organizations will spare no expense to create large-scale dreamscapes in order to influence the Star Lord and achieve their own goals.

In order to eliminate some inappropriate dreams and to promote excellent dreams, the Dream Lord will regularly hold large-scale dream selection meetings in the Upper Realm and promote the outstanding large-scale dreams.

However, these selection events are usually just to generate buzz for a few large-scale dream projects. After winning, they launch a massive promotional campaign, and the profits are split 30/70 – this has become an unwritten rule.

Each award has four levels: first, second, excellent, and encouragement. However, the first and second place winners are predetermined, while the excellent winners are the real champions.

The event is held in the Upper Realm because it allows for the disregard of certain area lock restrictions, enabling everyone to participate.

I just didn't expect that new restrictions would suddenly be passed this year, so that the locked areas can only display mosaics and text.

Looking at the mosaic on his phone and then at Chen Yu beside him, Shen Lang hesitated for a moment before saying, "I approve of wordplay, but I feel that wordplay cannot be used as a large-scale dream."

"That has nothing to do with it. Did you see the ban that was just passed last night?"

“The ban… Ah, I remember now.”

Upon considering the contents of the ban, Shen Lang immediately felt sympathy for Chen Yu.

In his eyes, Chen Yu was just a poor boy from a remote village who, under the pressure of being sanctioned, used the entire city's resources to create a reasonably plausible dream, and then excitedly went to the upper realm to participate in the selection.

Unexpectedly, the ban had a devastating effect, turning their dreams into words.

Although it is unknown who the initiator of the ban intended to target, Chen Yu was clearly among those affected.

Even without this ban, he didn't think that Tianyuan could produce any good dreams; at most, it could produce some fun dreams.

With a regretful sigh, Shen Lang decided to play through the other person's dream beforehand so that he could find some strengths during the internal evaluation later and try to give the other person some encouragement.

Opening his phone, Shen Lang, immersing himself in "Journey to the Abyss," enters a dream world as a player of "Dream Man," and begins controlling Sun Huowang to embark on his own journey to the abyss.

Upon entering the Moonlit Factory, all he could see were a bunch of mosaics and text pasted in front of him; he couldn't see the excellent art in his dream at all.

When attacking the enemy, all he could see was a bunch of "blood" characters spurting out from their bodies; he couldn't even see their expressions.

When he unlocked the treasure chest, he couldn't recognize the mosaic that popped up; he could only vaguely make out that this was bright red, this was also bright red, and this was divinity...

"Holy crap! A divine being has appeared! Fifteen million! I'm rich!"

With a roar, Shen Lang jumped onto the chair.

He turned around decisively and saw that the evacuation point had appeared and the Void Gate had opened, but the hunters who smelled the Abyss Coins also followed.

His health was almost depleted, all his supplies were gone, and the hunters behind him were fully armed. He was in a hopeless situation.

"Damn it, three big red ones! How could I possibly die here! Ba Hui, open the way!"

Without hesitation, Shen Lang activated the Ba Hui. He saw black mosaics spinning wildly in front of him. The "bridge" was right in front of him; he only needed to run across to succeed.

Suddenly, a mosaic of "sword light" appeared, piercing him through with a single strike. However, the black mist in the air reversed direction and devoured the attacker in one gulp.

The black energy began to replenish his body with a large amount of life force, healing his recent injuries and allowing him to continue charging forward.

"One more, one more!"

As if he had heard his call, the "Ba Hui" above his head released black energy again. One player was unable to dodge in time and was swallowed by the black energy, causing him to rush forward several meters.

With his health bar high enough, Sun Huowang activated his special ability, summoning a dead player, only to have him swallowed by black energy the moment he appeared. "What incredible luck! I was actually saved by a summoned player! Exit, here I come!"

A torrent of sword light poured forth, and Shen Lang, who was rushing towards the exit, became the target of the sword light. As the sword light struck him, he finally encountered the void gate in front of him and instantly appeared beside his campfire.

"Yes! I did it! I did it! I'm awesome! Yes!"

Waving his fists, Shen Lang celebrated wildly in the venue, even circling the venue three times before turning back to look at his divine gem with satisfaction.

"Fifteen million, wow, the campfire should be level five by now. I'll upgrade my spellbook and magic sword, and then I can wreak havoc again next time."

"Teacher Shen..."

"Sun Lei must have played this dream too. I'll take a screenshot and show it off. 'Hey, what's this round gem? There are too many mosaics, I can't see it.' He replied, 'It's trash, throw it away.' Haha, he really played it! He's so envious!"

"Teacher Shen..."

"Where should I go next? I feel like I'm the chosen one today, I have to go to the hospital for a spin. First, strengthen myself, then..."

"Teacher Shen!"

Awakened by the loud noise, Shen Lang looked up and found himself standing on his own table, surrounded by a group of guests, contestants, and judges who were already seated.

The surroundings were completely silent. Everyone stared in astonishment at Shen Lang, who was holding his phone, wondering what had gotten into this genius dream weaver.

Looking at the people around him, and then at the host who kept calling his name, Shen Lang clicked his tongue, then took out a bottle of calming medicine and drank it down in one gulp.

Wiping the bitter medicine from the corner of his mouth, he felt the medicine spreading through his body, nourishing his Dao heart and calming his mind.

After putting the bottle away, he said to the host, "Sorry, I was a little too focused during the dream test."

"It's alright, Ms. Shen. Please come to the judges' table first."

Calmly apologizing to the person next to him, Shen Lang patted Chen Yu on the shoulder before leaving and said softly, "This dream is nice, I like it very much."

"You haven't played the non-text version yet; it's even more fun."

Shen Lang looked at Chen Yu, and his Dao Heart, which had just calmed down, began to tremble, making every part of him shout, "I want to play! I want to play! I want to play!"

After calming down, Shen Lang said firmly, "No matter what, I will make sure your dream gets at least an excellent score. I'm going up."

As Shen Lang walked to the judges' table, he heard the host say, "Professor Shen, we just asked you to submit your recommended list. Which three dreamscapes would you recommend as shortlisted works?"

As a judge for this selection, Shen Lang can recommend three dreams for nomination.

However, Shen Lang did not hesitate and said directly, "Journey to the Abyss".

"Um, can you recommend three?"

"The others are not worthy."

His simple yet powerful words drew whispers and made producer Chen Yu the center of attention.

Sensing these gazes, Chen Yu noted down Shen Lang's name and added him to his newly created "Little Angels" roster.

Teacher Shen is a good person.

　There's another chapter I'm working on, I'll release it later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)