After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Having decided to go to the Qingyun Sect, the five of them sat around the oil lamp for a while longer.

Zhang Lei first brought up the issue of real-world contact: "None of us know each other in real life. If we wake up one morning and everyone goes home, we won't be able to find each other again."

Please give me your phone numbers, and remember them. When I wake up, we'll add each other on WeChat to create a group chat so we can communicate easily.

That hits the nail on the head.

If it's all over when you wake up, this adventure in another world is no different from having a solitary dream. Having a group at least allows for mutual verification and information sharing.

"I'll go first, 138xxxx5672." Zhang Lei gave his number, and repeated it twice to make sure everyone remembered it correctly.

"Take turns reading it aloud, and everyone should memorize it in turn, so you don't mix them up."

The five people took turns reading out their numbers, with Zhao Hao reading the fastest, and then showing off:

"I have a good memory, I can remember it after just one time. If you can't, you'll have to read it a couple more times."

Xuanqing and Shimingyuan also had excellent memories. Having cultivated Taoism and Buddhism for decades, their concentration and memory far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Zhou Ming is a programmer and is good with numbers; he memorized it after reading it twice.

They repeated the numbers three or four times to make sure everyone had memorized them before they finally felt relieved.

"Alright, everyone go back to your rooms and rest." Zhang Lei stood up and stretched.

"I still need to travel to the sect tomorrow, so I need to get plenty of rest."

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it. We'll meet force with force and water with water."

Xuan Qing nodded and went out first.

Shi Mingyuan followed closely behind, Zhao Hao skipped back to the next room, and Zhang Lei finally blew out the oil lamp, plunging the room into darkness.

Lying on the hard, dry earthen bed covered with straw, Zhao Hao tossed and turned for a while before finally falling asleep.

He hadn't slept for long, only an hour or two, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

Instead of the thatched roof of the mud-brick house, what came into view was the familiar white ceiling of my bedroom, and I could hear my parents watching TV in the living room.

"...You're back?"

Zhao Hao was stunned for two seconds before suddenly sitting up.

She was still wearing the pajamas she had worn before going to bed, her pillow and blanket were still in their original places, and her phone was charging on the bedside table with the breathing light on.

It was no different from waking up any other day.

But the scenes in my dream were crystal clear.

The bluestone road, the adobe house, Elder Li, the Nine Provinces Co-engraving Order, and the martial arts realm of refining essence into qi are all etched into my mind, without the slightest blurriness.

"Not a dream?"

Zhao Hao grabbed the phone and turned on the screen.

It was past five in the morning.

His fingers trembled slightly as he entered Zhang Lei's phone number from memory and searched for it on WeChat.

The profile picture is a photo of a real estate agent at work, and the name reads "Zhang Lei - New and Used Homes".

Zhao Hao clicked "Add Friend" and wrote in the verification message: "Zhao Hao, Kyushu".

After sending the message, he tossed his phone aside and rolled around on the bed. He was excited, thrilled, and a little incredulous.

Less than two minutes later, WeChat chimed with a "ding," and my friend request was accepted.

Immediately afterwards, a new friend request popped up. The profile picture was a simple landscape photo, and the note read: Zhou Ming.

Zhao Hao accepted the request and then created a group chat, adding Zhang Lei and Zhou Ming to it.

I casually typed out "Nine Provinces Cultivation Exchange Group" as the group name.

[Zhao Hao]: Everyone's awake? I just woke up, I'm in bed!

[Zhang Lei]: I just woke up and was about to add you guys. It wasn't a dream; my phone number matched.

[Zhou Ming]: I woke up too. My memory is very clear, so it must be true.

Less than two minutes later, two more people applied to join the group. Xuan Qing and Shi Mingyuan, and Zhang Lei and Zhou Ming each added them. The group of five was now complete.

[Xuanqing]: Greetings everyone. The old Taoist has also returned to the Taoist temple. The dream is clear in my memory and was not a hallucination.

[Shi Mingyuan]: Amitabha Buddha, so too does this poor monk.

[Zhao Hao]: Holy crap! It really is possible to cultivate immortality! Can we still go in tomorrow? Elder Li is waiting to take us to the Qingyun Sect!

[Zhang Lei]: It's hard to say, maybe he can get in while asleep?

Why do I feel so tired? It's like I've been up all night.

[Zhou Ming]: Me too. The mental strain was immense; it was like we didn't get any rest at night, spending the entire time in another world.

These words enlightened everyone.

you do not say.

If you sleep for a few hours in reality, you'll be active for a few hours in the other world. It's like working non-stop. No wonder you're exhausted.

After chatting for only a few minutes, everyone was so sleepy that their eyelids were drooping. They agreed to exchange information again during the day and then went offline to catch up on sleep.

On the other side, at the core of the demiplane.

Lin Ze hovered in mid-air, and Zero's voice rang in his mind, reporting the previous night's gains.

"The main body devoured five original dreams last night, converting a total of... 1,200 strands of demonic power from the dissipated spiritual energy."

The boundary of the hemiplane expanded outward by three li, adding more than 1,200 mu of new land, which has automatically developed basic vegetation and ecology.

Lin Ze nodded slightly.

The five of them produced more than a thousand strands of magic power in one night, and also expanded the space along the way, which was much more efficient than him running around to the hospital to wait for the problem.

But that's still not enough.

"This size isn't even enough to fill a gap between teeth."

He lightly tapped his fingertip, and the land of Kyushu below slowly rotated.

Currently, there's only a small stone village and a branch of the Qingyun Sect, which is still too small a scale.

Lin Ze had long ago figured it out: the magic generated by dreams is essentially based on human mental activity.

The more people there are, the more intense the emotional fluctuations, and the higher the output.

Five internal testers are far from enough; we need to expand the scale.

But we shouldn't rush to invest in large numbers.

If all the investments are made in the same city, the probability of something going wrong is too high.

He knew exactly how powerful the state apparatus was at investigations.

If a dozen or twenty people simultaneously harbor the same "cultivation dream," it won't be long before they're targeted and traced back to him.

With his current strength, he can't withstand the firepower of a regular army.

"Distribute in a decentralized manner."

Lin Ze raised his hand, and ten brand-new Kyushu Tongke tokens appeared in front of him. They were made of peach wood with simple cloud patterns, exactly the same as the first batch.

Ten tokens will be distributed in two different cities, five in each city.

The two regions, one in the north and one in the south, span a large area and are difficult to connect.

After distributing the tokens, Lin Ze then set about perfecting the demiplane.

He directly canceled the previous pure white guiding space.

I originally intended it to be a public trading area, but now I realize it's pointless.

They were then sent directly to different villages to complete the beginner's tutorial.

With a thought, two new mountain villages appeared on the demiplane, a hundred miles apart, each with its own unique customs and traditions.

Each village is equipped with a village chief and local residents, all sharing a common background and memory, being descendants of ancient ancestors and guarding the legend of the arrival of the extraordinary beings.

They also set up a sect near each of the two villages, with the elders being NPCs whose highest cultivation level was set at the Acquired stage, just enough to guide newcomers into the sect.

Lin Ze temporarily set the upper limit of martial power in the entire Kyushu world at the Innate Realm, which is also known as the Grandmaster.

He didn't rush to put the foundation-building method in.

He himself enhanced his mental power through meteors, which enabled him to be born with the ability to manipulate runes and refine magic.

What about ordinary people?

Is the spiritual power at the Innate Realm sufficient to inscribe the most basic runes?

Can it autonomously sense and transform magical power?

These are all unknowns.

Lin Ze planned to let this group of people hone their skills at the Innate Realm first, to see what level of spiritual power an ordinary person could reach when they reached the peak of cultivation.

If things are really far off, he'll find a way to fill in the gaps in the middle.

If you can meet the threshold, it's not too late to gradually introduce foundation-building related things.

"Take it slow and steady, and proceed with caution."

Lin Ze muttered to himself, his gaze sweeping over the scattered villages and mountains on the land.

This world is his testing ground, and also the foundation of his future divine kingdom.

Every step must be taken firmly; you can't force things to grow too fast.