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Blue Star.

It was the world he lived in before he traveled there.

I could even smell the shampoo scent wafting from the girl's hair at the table in front of me.

Everything felt so real it was almost unreal.

"Chen Guan, you answer this question." The teacher on the podium pushed up his glasses and looked at him with a smile.

The coffin remained unmoved.

He simply watched all of this quietly, his face showing no emotion whatsoever.

"wrong."

He spoke softly.

"My high school math teacher was a middle-aged man who wore a Mediterranean plaid shirt and brown sandals."

The moment the words left his mouth, the whole world shattered like glass.

The scene changes again.

He lay in the hospital bed, the pungent smell of disinfectant filling his nostrils. All around him were stark white walls and sheets, and his mother silently wiped away tears by his bedside.

"The doctor said it's a terminal illness, there's no cure."

His mother's cries were like a needle piercing his brain.

"It's still not right."

Chen Guan shook his head, a slight smile even appearing on his face.

"I didn't die a pathetic, sick death."

boom.

The ward in front of me exploded again.

The blurry humanoid figure emitted a silent shriek. It couldn't find fear in Chen Guan's consciousness. This person wasn't afraid of death; his biggest fear was actually his high school math class.

It wanted to escape.

"Come and go as you please?"

Chen Guan's consciousness opened its eyes in the spiritual world: "What do you take this place for?"

With a snap of his fingers, the scene changes again.

The throne belonging to Chen Guan appeared, and the surroundings became pitch black. Then, crimson flames flickered, scorching the blurry humanoid figure.

The crimson flames, the embodiment of spiritual will, are scorching that distorted ball of light and shadow.

The Void Dreamweaver let out a silent wail; within the consciousness world of the coffin, it couldn't even escape.

It couldn't understand why this human's spiritual world was so impregnable, even more resilient than the will of any ninth-order creature it had ever seen.

"Heh heh, kid, stop playing around, just crush it."

Baal's voice rang out from the corner of his consciousness, filled with impatience. This was His home; could just any Tom, Dick, or Harry barge in?

Baal had no interest in this level of mental combat; it was like an adult watching children fight—he just wanted to get rid of the uninvited guest as quickly as possible.

"No."

Chen Guan's consciousness shook his head. He looked at the ball of light shrinking in the flames, and a bolder idea emerged in his mind.

It wouldn't be bad to have a living being help him recall his past.

"Crushing it is too wasteful."

Once the thought crossed his mind, Chen Guan no longer hesitated.

With a thought, the crimson flames that had been burning the Dream Weaver were instantly extinguished.

Endless darkness surged in, like a giant maw, swallowing the trembling light and shadow whole.

"What are you going to do?"

The Void Dreamweaver transmitted intermittent fluctuations of consciousness, filled with terror.

It felt as if it were being dragged into a bottomless abyss, surrounded by complete darkness.

"Don't you like Dreamweaver?"

Chen Guan's consciousness walked to the edge of darkness and calmly looked at it: "From now on, you will weave for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the darkness suddenly contracted.

puff.

Like popping a blister.

The Void Dreamweaver didn't even have time to utter a final wail before it was completely decomposed, transforming into the purest spiritual energy, which merged into the sea of ​​consciousness within the coffin.

boom.

A dazzling nebula appeared in Chen Guan's mind.

He sensed that his special ability, known as the Illusionist, was undergoing a qualitative change.

An unfamiliar force surged in, giving the originally pure ability a completely different color.

The real world.

Li Yan stood dozens of meters away, arms crossed, like a silent statue.

He looked at the coffin standing with its eyes closed, his brows furrowing even more.

Five minutes have passed.

A five-minute mental battle with the Void Dream Weaver is enough to turn a weak-willed seventh-tier ability user into a complete idiot.

But Chen Guan still stood straight, without a trace of pain on his face.

Just how strong is this kid's mental strength?

This made Li Yan hesitate, unsure whether he should make a move.

Finally, Chen Guan's eyelids twitched.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within those jet-black pupils, a wisp of purple starlight flickered and vanished in an instant.

"it's over."

Chen Guan let out a soft breath, feeling a slight throbbing in his head, as if he hadn't fully woken up from a hangover.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Li Yan's figure appeared in front of him instantly, and a mountain-like sense of oppression rushed over him.

"Are you alright?"

Chen Guan shook his head: "It's nothing, it's been resolved."

"Awoo."

A distressed cry interrupted the conversation.

Leopard woke up at some point. It got up, shook its head, and walked to Chen Guan's feet, rubbing its head against his trouser leg.

It was sleeping soundly when it woke up and found that the surrounding smells had changed, which made it very uneasy.

Chen Guan lowered his head, smiled, and scratched Leopard's chin.

"It's alright, go back to sleep."

He comforted the leopard, but his gaze unconsciously fell on a black crystal about half a person's height not far away.

With a sudden thought, he raised his hand and tried to activate his newly corrupted illusion magic towards the crystal.

An invisible spiritual force spread out.

The next second, something strange happened.

A faint, almost transparent purple halo appeared on the surface of the crystal.

Immediately afterward, under Li Yan's gaze, the air around the crystal began to distort.

Its outline flickered eerily between reality and illusion.

Click.

A soft sound.

A fine crack appeared on the top of the crystal without warning.

It's not a hallucination.

It's a physical crack, a real crack.

Chen Guan was stunned.

He looked at his hand, then at the crystal, his eyes filled with disbelief.

When will his illusions be able to cause physical damage?

"wrong."

Chen Guan immediately realized what was happening.

This was not simply an illusionary attack; his mental power, imbued with the dimensional-traversing characteristics of the Void Dream Weaver, forcibly swapped the existence of the crystal between reality and illusion for a fleeting moment.

It's like cutting and pasting in a computer program.

The result was unchanged, but in the process, the stable structure of the crystal itself was destroyed, resulting in cracks.

Although it was just a small crack, the meaning behind it made Chen Guan feel a chill run down his spine.

[The "Psychic Illusionist" has been upgraded to the "Psychic Trickster"]

[Effect: Allows for sensory deception, creating virtual memories and emotions; advanced users can even overwrite reality and create shared dreams.]

[Sub-skill - Void Weaving: Consumes mental energy to briefly swap the state of a specified object between reality and illusion. The swapping process will cause irreversible damage to the target's stable structure.]

[Note: When this ability is used on a living being, it will first affect their mind and soul, achieving a soul swap effect.]

The system panel appeared promptly, objectively showcasing the changes to Chen Guan.