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Read Chapter 138, "Adventures in the Dream World (Part 1)," now to begin your exciting day.

In a mysterious space filled with dreamlike colors, a tiny figure is floating.

Countless wondrous worlds suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, only to burst like dreamlike bubbles. Each of these ephemeral, bubble-like worlds was like a dazzling shooting star—brilliant, beautiful, yet fleeting.

At that moment, the figure that had been sleeping suddenly opened its eyes.

Ron was still somewhat dazed as he gazed at the dreamlike scene around him, his pale green pupils gleaming with an inexplicable light.

Those things, like colorful bubbles, kept flashing in his eyes, then bursting one by one.

After a long while, he recalled what had happened and felt his body drifting in another direction.

Ron's lips twitched involuntarily, and he immediately realized that he had been tricked by the other party.

That cup of tea was not the ordinary tea the old man had described; it was clearly... He collapsed right after drinking it. What is this?

But now is not the time to think about these things. I am feeling the unreal sensation coming from my body and the scene around me that looks like it is not happening in the real world.

Ron's mind raced as he considered his current predicament.

The most urgent task is to figure out where we are now and what kind of place this is.

The books he had read in the college library flashed through his mind one by one. Countless textual memories were recalled and then discarded, like picking and choosing melons at a market.

Finally, he found the answer in a book deep in his memory.

【Dream World】.

Ron recalled a book he had read about other material or illusory worlds besides the real world, which included a section on the dream world.

"In the year 78928 of the Wizarding Calendar, with the help of Akram, I had a magical dream."

"In my dream, I was very conscious. I was able to clearly recognize everything that happened and how illusory the world I was in really was."

"But it was this dream that captivated me, to the point that I lingered there, unwilling to wake up, unwilling to face the real world."

"The seven-colored light illuminated the surrounding space, and countless bubbles flashed before my eyes before bursting. The rainbow-like colors are something I can never forget."

"I feel like a bird soaring in the sky, surrounded by colorful clouds that make me feel incredibly relaxed. Or like a fish swimming underwater, surrounded by iridescent corals and pearls that are like incredible works of art, without any trace of human craftsmanship, yet so beautiful and exquisite..."

"How I wish I could stay immersed in the ocean of dreams forever... But alas, a dream is just a dream."

"I'm awake. Akram woke me up. I have to continue the experiment tomorrow. This makes me think back to the days I spent wandering in my dreams. What an unforgettable time those were!"

Douglas's Dream

Ron recalled the contents of the book, remembering how surprised he was by the title when he first saw it.

He initially thought it was just a travelogue, or simply a fantasy story written by someone else; he treated it merely as a story.

However, looking around at the scenes that were exactly the same as the dream world described in the book, Ron immediately understood that the book was actually realistic, that such a dream world really existed, and that he was currently in this dream world.

Upon realizing this, he quickly tried to recall all the plot points of the book in his mind.

Then he was surprised to find that the content described inside seemed quite similar to a novel he had read in his previous life.

"Isn't this just like Alice in Wonderland?"

As Ron pondered the contents of that book, he also recalled the book he had read in his previous life.

Upon comparison, it was indeed as he expected; although there were some differences in the content, they were generally similar.

In both stories, the protagonist travels to a dream world, embarks on a fantastical adventure, completes the mission, and returns to the real world.

"No way? Am I going to become the main character in the book?"

Ron felt a headache coming on at the thought of this. After all, he wasn't a child anymore. In his opinion, this kind of thing would only bring some novelty to the experience, but it wouldn't bring any benefits. Instead, it would just waste his precious time.

"I wonder what that old guy was thinking, sending me here?"

He kept thinking to himself that although he knew the other party couldn't have sent him to this dream without any purpose, it was indeed a bit impolite to do so without consulting him.

For that kind of being, politeness or impoliteness doesn't really matter.

Ron felt as if his body was floating in mid-air, or perhaps swimming in the seabed; it was pretty much the same thing.

In short, he felt something around him that caused him to lose control of his body; he could only see with his eyes, while his consciousness remained relatively clear.

"We need to think of something; we can't just keep drifting like this."

Ron was racking his brains for possible solutions, but before he could come up with a solution, a breathtakingly beautiful tornado swept towards him.

The wind, which originally had no fixed form, now takes on a different color in the world of dreams.

The rainbow wrapped around the spinning figure like a ribbon, and the surrounding bubbles began to scatter like dandelions, yet none of them broke.

Ron stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene.

The seven-colored tornado was getting closer and closer to him. Although he tried his best to control his body and get away from here quickly, it was obviously not working.

He could only watch helplessly as the colorful light drew ever closer, eventually enveloping his body.

Like being swept into a washing machine, Ron felt his body spinning in one direction, yet he didn't experience any sense of weightlessness.

Some people only experience dizziness.

This intense dizziness continued to wash over Ron's consciousness until... as he looked away, the world returned to that familiar darkness.

Everything around seemed to lose its color because of the disappearance of someone's consciousness.

The seven-colored light that once filled the entire world now carries a touch of deathly stillness.

There was no sound in the silent space, yet the tornado seemed tireless, slowly drifting in one direction, as if carrying some important mission, continuing to drift into the distance.

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