I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

The port of Grim was shrouded in a thin layer of mist in the early morning.

The streets were deserted, with only a few early risers hurrying by carrying their tools, their breath condensing into puffs of white mist in the air.

Lu Yuan wrapped his trench coat tighter and walked quickly on the stone path.

He had Mina's black notebook tucked into his arms, the ink peeking out from the edge of the notebook, his beady eyes darting around as he looked at his surroundings.

"I have already prepared the sphere of knowledge."

The sound of ink flowing from the notebook carried a hint of smugness.

"Even if you and old Morgan dawdle for a while, I can handle it."

Lu Yuan looked down at her and nodded.

"Thanks a lot."

"Of course."

The ink snorted and shrank back into the notebook, leaving only its eyes sticking out.

"This book spirit is very principled. Even though it lives in Mina's notebook, it still has to prepare what needs to be prepared."

Lu Yuan's lips curled slightly upward, but he remained silent.

Soon, the outline of the Night's Watch base came into view.

The gray stone wall was faintly visible in the morning mist, and the gas lamp at the entrance was still lit, emitting a dim yellow light.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, pushed open the main door, and skillfully walked into the small door hidden in the corner.

Materials Management Department.

Old Morgan was sitting at his desk, surrounded by piles of reports and documents. He held a pen in his hand and was annotating something.

Hearing footsteps, old Morgan looked up and saw Lu Yuan and Mo Shui, his brows immediately furrowing.

"So early?"

He put down his pen and looked Lu Yuan up and down with his cloudy eyes.

"What happened?"

Lu Yuan stood in front of the table, not answering immediately.

He took a deep breath and then looked directly into old Morgan's eyes.

"Old Morgan, there's something I must tell you."

Old Morgan sensed the seriousness in Lu Yuan's tone. He slowly leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"explain."

Lu Yuan opened his mouth, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally spoke:

"I've been infected."

"It's the same symptom that Leisen has; I call it a strange dream."

After he finished speaking, the room suddenly became eerily quiet.

Morgan's hand froze in mid-air, and his previously cloudy eyes suddenly sharpened.

Those gazes were like two knives, piercing straight into Lu Yuan.

"What did you say?"

Old Morgan's voice was deep and heavy, carrying a sense of impending doom.

Lu Yuan did not back down. He raised his head and met old Morgan's gaze.

"I was infected by the strange dream, ever since I first came into contact with Lyson's corpse."

"It's been about two weeks now."

The next second, old Morgan suddenly stood up.

"Bang!"

He slammed his hand on the table, scattering the documents on it into pieces.

"You've been infected by the strange dream?! Why didn't you say so sooner?!"

Old Morgan's voice suddenly rose, his face contorted with rage.

"Do you know how dangerous a dream can be? Do you know what it means to lose your sanity?!"

"You idiot! Do you think you're so smart that you can handle everything by yourself?!"

Lu Yuan remained silent and ultimately said nothing.

Morgan's anger was like a lit fuse, unstoppable.

"Two weeks! You actually kept it a secret for two weeks, you're something else!"

He walked around the table and stood in front of Lu Yuan, his cloudy eyes filled with disappointment and anger.

"I thought you were a smart person, but look what happened! You're as stupid as a pig!"

Lu Yuan pursed his lips, but still spoke:

"I'm new here and don't know anything about the Night's Watch's way of doing things, and Lyssen seems quite resistant to them..."

"So you're worried we'll treat you like a monster?"

Old Morgan interrupted him, his voice filled with barely concealed anger.

"What do you take us for? What do you take the Night's Watch for?"

"Our initial goal was to protect the people of the empire! We're not butchers, fighting against those supernatural beings!"

At that moment, ink floated out of the notebook, hovered in mid-air, and spoke:

"Old man, don't get agitated, let him finish speaking."

Old Morgan turned his head sharply and glared at the ink.

"You're also responsible! You're a book spirit, how could you not notice?"

Ink rolled its eyes and said matter-of-factly:

"I only found out about this a couple of days ago, okay? I'm not omniscient or omnipotent!"

"Besides, this guy is very good at hiding things. I only realized it because he almost had a breakdown last night."

Morgan's chest heaved violently, clearly struggling to control his emotions.

He took a few deep breaths, turned around, and faced away from Lu Yuan.

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice:

"So, tell me, how's the situation now?"

Lu Yuan answered truthfully, "Not too good."

"My rationality has been declining, and... it declined particularly sharply last night."

"My mental barrier has also malfunctioned; now it's only a third of its original strength left."

Morgan's back stiffened slightly.

He turned around, his anger having subsided considerably, replaced by a complex expression.

There was anger, there was disappointment, but more than anything, there was worry.

"One-third... You're pretty lucky, you just happened to learn the sanity barrier during this time... Wait? When did you learn the sanity barrier?"

A hint of surprise flashed in old Morgan's eyes.

"Even if you're a genius, you're not a chosen one. How could you learn it so quickly?"

Seeing the suspicious look in old Morgan's eyes, Ink coughed and said:

"Um, actually I did help him with knowledge infusion."

"I see. Well, you're still alive, so you weren't meant to die!"

Morgan muttered to himself, as if processing the information.

Then he paced back and forth in the room, his footsteps sounding particularly clear in the silence.

"Strange dreams can actually be treated in the early stages."

Old Morgan stopped and looked at Lu Yuan.

"During the time the ore was brought back, a small number of Night Watchmen contracted the strange disease that caused them to dream of the sea. Fortunately, the Empire has a province called the 'Land of Dreams'."

"There is a third-tier transcendent being there, whose profession is 'Dream Weaver,' who enters the transcendent realm through dreams."

"He can enter other people's dreams and forcibly cut off your ability to dream, so that the strange dreams you mentioned will no longer be connected to you."

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

But Morgan's next words were like a bucket of cold water poured on him.

"but..."

Old Morgan sighed, his voice filled with helplessness.

"This needs to be treated as soon as the strange dream begins, which we've actually tested..."

"You've been infected for two weeks now. If it weren't for the barrier of reason protecting you, you'd be dead by now..."

Lu Yuan frowned upon hearing this, but ultimately said nothing. If he were given the chance to do it all over again, he probably wouldn't confess to the Night's Watch either.

After all, under those circumstances, the solution I came up with was already the optimal one.

Old Morgan looked at his expression and waved his hand.

"It's not entirely impossible."

"But it takes time, resources, and your cooperation."