Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

A tipsy Shang Muchen pushed open the door and was greeted by a banner that read "Good Citizen for Righteousness and Courage." After thinking for a moment, he took the banner down, rolled it up, and casually stuffed it into a drawer in the shoe cabinet.

After changing his shoes and sitting on the sofa, Shang Muchen couldn't get up.

Perhaps it was Liu Qingyang's sweetness and playful antics that diluted the alcohol, or perhaps it was for some other reason, but Shang Muchen felt that this time his drunkenness was strange. He was only drunk on his legs, not his head. His mind was unusually clear, but his legs were completely out of his control.

Sitting on the sofa, unable to move even to drink water, Shang Muchen felt paralyzed, or like his legs were numb from sitting on the toilet for too long. He felt weak all over, and his legs felt as heavy as mud.

"Ji Li Bang!" Shang Muchen shouted at the empty house.

The sound of footsteps echoed from the dark corner. Chicken Bounce, engrossed in his phone, walked over and asked nonchalantly, "What?"

"Get me a bottle of water."

"I'm not going! I'm not your servant, why should I?"

"Thank you!"

"What good is thanking me? It's like Pigsy throwing his rake, not pricking the monkey." Chicken Leap held his phone with both hands, staring intently at it.

"I'll top up your account with 500 yuan." Shang Muchen rested his heavy head on the back of the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and said casually.

Upon hearing about topping up, Chicken Jump was immediately overjoyed and bowed deeply, saying, "Sir! I will obey your every command! What kind of water would you like? I'll get it for you right away!"

"Any kind of water, plain water."

Chicken bounced around happily, went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice water, and offered it with both hands reverently, saying, "Master Shang, please have some."

"Give me your phone."

Shang Muchen kept his word, topping up 500 yuan for Jilibeng and instructing, "From now on, do whatever I tell you to do, and be quick about it. Don't talk so much nonsense."

"Alright! Your word is law, Master Shang! I'll obey immediately!"

"Ding-dong—"

Doorbell rang.

"Open the door," Shang Muchen said casually.

"Yes, sir!" Chicken jumped up and down, accepted the order, and happily ran to open the door.

Shang Muchen unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of cold water, and then realized something was wrong. Who would come to visit in the middle of the night? Could it be his brother?

Sure enough, Shang Muming appeared outside the door.

This time, the maid accompanying him was not the aloof black-haired maid, but another short-haired maid with a baby face who looked younger.

This girl had the same blood-red pupils as the previous one, deathly pale skin, and sharp fangs that occasionally peeked out from her lips.

Does this girl bite? And this guy has some pretty unusual tastes.

Upon closer inspection, the short-haired maid and the black-haired maid look quite alike, but the former has a much more lively personality and a cheerful demeanor. Although she follows behind Shang Muming, she always seems to be unable to resist touching and looking around, appearing restless.

Upon seeing the chicken jump out of the door, the girl was startled and blurted out, "My goodness! Has this tea egg come to life?"

Shang Muming didn't blame her. He smiled and walked into the house in a swagger.

Shang Muchen braced himself against the sofa and struggled to get up, wanting to go forward to greet his brother. As he did so, his vision blurred for a moment, as if his legs had left the sofa, but his head was firmly welded in place, unable to move.

Shang Muming smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Drunk? It's alright, don't move, we're brothers, no need to be polite."

Let me introduce you. This is my other maid, Amy Bradhill, Ivy's younger sister, and also a vampire.

Don't let her childish appearance fool you; like Ivy, she's a progenitor-level vampire, incredibly powerful.

"ha--"

Amy made a fierce face, showing off her vampire-like fangs, like a little kitten hissing and acting tough. She was seven parts cute, two parts adorable, and one part obedient, not scary at all.

Shang Muchen smiled politely and nodded to Amy.

Chicken Leap approached with a fawning expression: "Gentlemen, I'll be leaving now since it's none of my business."

"What do you mean it's none of your business? Aren't you a servant? Go make some tea!" Amy raised her chin, pretending to be an adult, and ordered in a clear and charming voice.

"Who the hell do you think you are, daring to order me around...?"

Chicken Jump rolled its eyes and glared at Amy. Just as it was about to say something, Amy's eyes suddenly flashed with red light, scaring Chicken Jump so much that it jumped up and ran away without the slightest hesitation.

Amy was puzzled. She scratched her head and asked Shang Muming, "Master, why is my mind control ineffective against that braised egg spirit?"

"Haha, because it is not a real person, but a projection of the mind."

It is a three-dimensional physical image directly generated using a technology called "Now Becomes".

Unless you have the authority to modify the real-world code, your mind control ability and its mental projection are on the same level, so you naturally can't control it.

"Oh..." Amy seemed to understand but not quite, and pondered for a moment as she walked towards the kitchen to make tea.

Shang Muchen said apologetically, "I'm sorry, brother, I drank a bit too much..."

"Your problem isn't that you drank too much; you seem a bit strange," Shang Muming said, tilting his head and scrutinizing Shang Muchen.

"I heard you were recently taken to the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau. Did they give you any trouble? What happened?"

Shang Muchen recounted in detail how he helped Ashiya Renzaburo break the "Reflection Spirit Platform Formation" and how he was questioned by the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau.

"Oh? The Reflection of the Spirit Platform Array?" The older brother raised his eyebrows, a complicated expression on his face. "Well done!"

I've also witnessed the Reflection of the Spirit Platform Formation and almost suffered a great loss.

This formation is a top-ten selling formation on the "Eloiin ​​Network" shopping website for many years, and its code is very sophisticated.

Even when I encountered it, I couldn't break through it. I just charged straight through and finally drove away the array master before I could escape.

"You were able to see through the formation's layout right away. You truly live up to your reputation as Shang Muchen. I wasn't wrong about you. Even though you're from another world, Shang Muchen is still a top genius."

"Oh, brother, you flatter me. I was just guessing." Shang Muchen waved his hands repeatedly, then asked, "But what do you mean by online shopping?"

"Can you buy those formations online?"

"Oh, you might not know some of the background, let me give you a brief introduction," Shang Muming said.

"In fact, the so-called Reflection Platform Array is not some mysterious battle formation, but a pastime similar to a video game for a higher-dimensional race."

There are two extremely powerful high-dimensional races in the world, who have been in constant conflict, but neither can defeat the other. One is called the Asura race, which is the original race from which your little girlfriend Liu Qingyang's soul originated. They are proficient in life sciences and pursue physical ascension.

Another race is called the Eloin, also known as the Celestials by many civilizations. They possess technology capable of creating universes and planes, and pursue cyber ascension.

This Eloin tribe created something called the "Eloin Network," which you can think of as a super-dimensional, super-planetary, incredibly powerful, and omnipotent internet.

The Eloin "gods" are pleasure-seeking, addicted to the internet, and extremely fond of playing in various virtual reality environments.

The "Reflection of the Spiritual Platform Array" is a highly advanced virtual reality generator. Once you're within it, it can draw out even the deepest, darkest desires from the corners of your heart, then satisfy those desires, making you completely addicted.

"My God! Isn't this electronic opium?"

"That's right, from our perspective, that's certainly true. But if you look at it from a different perspective," the brother said, taking the tea Amy had brewed.

"The Eloin race has at least several hundred billion people. These people have bodies that do not get sick and are almost immortal. They do not need to do any work, study, or research. Artificial intelligence and robots do all the troublesome things they need to survive for them."

Do you know what these long-lived races fear most?

Shang Muchen thought for a moment and replied, "Bored?"

"That's right." The older brother nodded and said, "Boring is the most serious social ill and the most dangerous epidemic of the Eloin people. It is a heresy and evil that is enough to destroy the foundation of the entire civilization."

To combat boredom, the Eloiins have focused almost all their resources on finding fun.

They would lock away their memories, compress their souls, and stuff them into a simulated world similar to a computer game, trying to gain a sense of fulfillment and accomplishment through a lot of fuss.

This is essentially no different from our video games.