Why is my journey to the world of anime a strange tale of rules?

Hmm, it's also possible that he's one of the enemies.

Now that things have come to this, Gao Hai no longer minds trying to think of things in the worst possible light. After all, some things are unavoidable, so it's better to prepare mentally as soon as possible; that might make things easier.

But let's leave those things for later.

All Gao Hai cares about now is this most pathetic KP he has ever encountered.

[Sizzle—Sizzle—]

Amidst the piercing crackling of electricity, every television screen on the robot was flickering wildly.

The richly dressed man was screaming, the woman in the garden was rotting, the old man was sobbing softly, and only the bloodied chunks of flesh were laughing wildly.

The twisted, eerie power had clearly reached Gao Hai's consciousness. Although the malice emanating from the dream couldn't truly harm him due to his strong mental fortitude, he could clearly sense the bloody aura lurking within and gradually understood what was testing him.

"So, do you have any message for me?"

Gao Hai remained unmoved, simply staring at the thing in the cage as he continued to ask questions.

Kill them all... kill them all...

The flesh and blood in the cage whispered.

[Just kill them all, kill them all, kill everything that moves and breathes, and there won't be any problems.]

It was difficult to determine whether the KP was still mentally sound. He gently banged his broken limbs against the cage while muttering to himself.

[If you wipe them all out, you're guaranteed to win. Once you eliminate them all, you've won completely. So go kill, go kill! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! Hehe ...

Its voice gradually took on a fanatical tone, but then it abruptly stopped just as it was about to go into a frenzy, and then slumped down again.

Then, the thing suddenly stopped talking, turned its back, and slowly sat down in the cage.

Is this thing communicating with me, or is it just talking to itself?

To be honest, Gao Hai really couldn't understand what was going on with this KP. Its state was too incomplete, so Gao Hai couldn't clearly judge its thought processes. Furthermore, after increasing the intensity of his mental perception, this thing became even more distorted and chaotic in Gao Hai's perception, an incomprehensible mess.

But since this is what the KP is trying to say, Gao Hai will still write it down carefully, after all, who knows what kind of meaning or purpose it might have?

Besides, if you really want to do something, you don't necessarily have to rely on listening to this thing, do you?

[Zizzizi——]

Amidst the distorted crackling of electricity, Gao Hai, carrying the KP TV head in one hand, took a step forward.

Then the hazy dream world suddenly became clearer. Centered on Gao Hai's foot, something began to spread out in this distorted color, forming objects like clear street bricks.

You're courting death!

The elaborately dressed man, whose body was completely distorted, let out a howl from the screen.

Gao Hai simply continued to unleash his power recklessly, adding more of his own elements to this distorted dream with an intensity that would be difficult to fully unleash in the real world, gradually building a solid foundation.

Now, he is no longer like before, helplessly allowed to have his dreams invaded at will by the KP.

Having absorbed two different Root Forms and truly embarked on the path of ascension, Takahashi is now able to resist the power of the KP in his dreams, and even hold his own.

Why do you have to do this to yourself?

The kneeling old man sighed, his body bending slightly, his figure gradually blurring in the shimmering snowflakes.

I could feel that malice growing stronger.

Although the source cannot yet be pinpointed, there is no doubt that the enemy, capable of devouring KP's very essence, is unleashing even greater power in response to Takahashi's resistance.

The opponent's power was so great that even though the actual distance between them was quite far, so far that Gao Hai had no way of sensing the opponent's location, the power that was being sent still made Gao Hai feel an extremely suffocating sense of oppression.

It was cold, ruthless, and had a strong smell of medical alcohol.

It was as if Gao Hai had been placed on an operating table, and that thing had picked up a scalpel, about to cut open his flesh and soul.

But it's not a big deal.

For Gao Hai, this level of pressure had no effect on him.

To truly put pressure on him, you can't just create this illusion; you have to actually cut a few parts of his body.

Reach out.

Gao Hai imagined his mental energy condensing into spikes, extending outwards from his fingers.

The next second, spikes were indeed launched from his hands in all directions, searching for and colliding with that unknown source of malice.

Boom——

The first spiritual thorn has found its target.

Gao Hai never expected to hear such a loud explosion in his dream world, almost as loud as a bomb exploding on his face.

However, well, it's pretty much as expected. The thing that actually found me through KP should be hiding in some dungeon world. Its power is quite formidable; if we were to make a comparison, it's probably only slightly weaker than beings like the Fox Queen or the Mountain God. This is under the premise that the distance is too great and perception is too vague, so we can only make a rough inference. We don't know how much the difference will be from the actual level. But in any case, by directly projecting power from the dungeon world into the real world, and even into the dream world, with so many layers of obstacles, the power that could actually reach Gao Hai has been weakened by more than half, making it completely nothing to fear.

Boom—Boom—

One explosion after another rang out around Gao Hai, but nothing tangible actually exploded.

After the first spike successfully hit its target, all the released spikes had a direction and could be tracked one by one under Gao Hai's control, launching an attack on the source of the malice.

The stone bricks beneath their feet had expanded to cover a considerable area, with the silhouettes of some buildings faintly appearing. If one looked closely, one would discover that the scene Gao Hai was manifesting with his mental power was the small square near his home, which he had visited with Jianzi during the day.

The blurry colors receded under the impact of Gao Hai's mental power, only to try to return like a tide, but they could never truly occupy the place where Gao Hai was.

He is adapting to and taking control of this dream.

It wouldn't take long for Gao Hai to master this dream world shaped by KP and that unknown entity, and to further retaliate against what was spying on him from the dungeon world.

But that might still not be enough.

If no further power were to assist him, Gao Hai estimated that this dream world might shatter before he could successfully locate that thing.

Gao Hai could already feel the tremors of this dream. He estimated that the dream would shatter within a minute at most, and then he would wake up, losing all clues to continue investigating that thing.

The good news is that he actually found a force that could help him.

Andres's teleportation blessing was activated silently.

Wearing pajamas and still somewhat drowsy, Yotsuya Miko—or rather, Yotsuya Miko's spirit form, which had already entered a dream state—successfully arrived beside Takami under the influence of the blessing power, and once again achieved dream synchronization with Takami.

hum-

The new abilities the girl gained in the [Infant Cry Village] instance also began to take effect as Miko's own consciousness descended.

Streets, buildings, vehicles, and even clouds and sunlight—things that existed in Gao Hai's memory and required a certain amount of time and mental energy to materialize—began to condense at an accelerated pace with the appearance of Jianzi.

The dream, which was on the verge of shattering due to the impact of different forces, has stabilized and is rapidly shifting towards Gao Hai's control.

This is the new ability that Miko gained after clearing the dungeon: the [Mental Amplification] ability. As long as Miko is within Takami's mental energy range, she can activate this ability to amplify Takami's mental energy, enhancing his ability to influence reality. This ability strengthens as the distance between Miko and Takami decreases, reaching its maximum when the distance is less than ten meters, which is the current situation.

"Um, senior?"

Seeing that Zi himself was still somewhat confused and hadn't quite figured out what had happened.

"Stand firmly beside me, be ready, and tell me immediately if you notice anything unusual."

At this moment, Gao Hai was focused on finding the enemy's whereabouts and didn't have time to explain. He just casually said something to Jianzi and then sank his consciousness deeper into the enemy's location.

The smell of disinfectant is getting stronger and stronger.

The stark white light shone directly from all directions, allowing no shadows whatsoever.

The crimson color seeped from the pale white, gradually covering and engulfing everything.

And it was there, right there, watching Gao Hai who was looking at it. It met Gao Hai's gaze with a completely emotionless, indifferent look.

Bang!

Gao Hai's eyes exploded the next moment, turning into two blood-soaked craters.

"senior?!"

Miko was startled by what she saw, but before she could even utter a sound, Gao Hai's eyes automatically repaired themselves, and there was no trace of injury left.

Is this the restorative effect of the [Anchor of Destiny]? It's almost instantaneous self-healing, isn't it? And can even a spiritual being in a dream be affected by this blessing? Just how powerful is this senior now?

Many questions flashed through the girl's mind at that moment, but she didn't have time to ask anything, because the next moment Gao Hai threw away the TV head KP and kicked him away, then grabbed Jianzi and pulled her back quickly.

[Hahahaha, they've all been killed! Kill them all! Kill them all! Hahahaha!]

On the largest screen on the TV head, a mangled, bloodied figure, who had somehow risen again, laughed wildly.

A foolish attempt to test the waters, and an alliance that could have been formed was stillborn.

The man, now dressed in his usual elegant attire, shook his head and sighed, seemingly having returned to normal at some point.

A pathetic struggle, angering the powerful, will only bring utter destruction to you weaklings, and this time you deserve it.

The woman in the withered garden spoke in a low, resentful tone, her gaze toward Gao Hai icy cold, carrying an unsettling, tangible power.

It's okay, things will eventually get back on track. We will work together to make this world a better place and ensure that everything has the rightful and proper future.

The old man, who had sat back down in the recliner, seemed to have seen through everything. He simply smiled at Gao Hai, looking as if he were accommodating an immature child.

Gao Hai made no comment on the thing's performance.

He didn't even bother to look at what the four lumps on the TV screen were doing; he focused all his attention on testing his mental strength. After completing the basic test, a suppressor pistol appeared in his hand, and he aimed it directly at the body of TV head KP, who had been kicked away and was still tumbling in mid-air.

boom!

After a loud bang, the twisted body shattered upon being hit, turning into rapidly dissipating dark red mist.

The crack began to extend

Even with the power of seeing the child, the dream, which had reached its limit, collapsed at this moment, turning into black nothingness under the impact of two different forces.

In the middle of the night, Gao Hai and Jian Zi opened their eyes at the same time. They looked at each other, neither of them sleepy.

Meanwhile, in a hospital ward dozens of kilometers away, the electrocardiogram of a critically ill patient quietly dropped to zero. Soon after, an alarm sounded, and doctors and nurses rushed to the scene.

Interlude 4-13: The Nighttime Chasers and the Messages from the Deceased on Their Hospital Beds

Gao Hai and Jian Zi opened their eyes at the same time.

It was still late at night, and all was quiet outside the window. Most people were already asleep, and there were not many people walking on the street at this time.

Having regained their senses, Gao Hai and Jian Zi simultaneously adopted the same alert posture they had when they were in the instance, and quickly stood up one after the other.