Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

"Lyle brought Nia along too, so what exactly is his intention...?"

Ralph's eyes widened. He had already thought everything through in his mind. He looked at Lyle with increasing satisfaction, and his smile was unusually radiant.

With the gentle voice of a kind elder, Ralf was as gentle as an old grandfather at this moment.

"You've really grown up, kid. Starting a family really makes a difference."

"It's also my fault for spending too much time on cases. After you left, I didn't have much time to spend with you."

“Let my dreams make up for the time we’ve lost, Lyle.”

"Let the Bühler family have a good get-together."

“Brother, Lyle has become a responsible man.”

Outside of the dream, a man who resembled Ralf and a gentle woman entered Lyle's field of vision.

Feeling his body tremble, Lyle knew who they were. They were his deceased parents.

"uncle……"

Ralph smiled gently.

“The dead cannot be brought back to life, child, but I can give you a beautiful dream. Nia must also want to see her grandparents.”

The couple, with gentle smiles, embraced Lyle and kissed Nia in their arms.

What a beautiful sight.

Ralph felt a strong sense of satisfaction watching the heartwarming scene.

He picked up the knife and fork again.

"Alright, let me taste what this treat from my dear nephew tastes like?"

Lyle, who was just feeling touched, suddenly felt a chill and was almost scared out of his wits.

That pork chop is a painful invitation that can't be replaced!

"Uncle! Please wait a moment!"

"The steak's gone cold! Let's get something else to eat!"

Ralph smiled and stopped Lyle.

"Silly boy, this is a dream. So what if the steak is cold? Besides, your uncle is a dream traveler. Heating up food is a piece of cake for me."

"Don't worry, I won't spoil a single thing about the food you prepared for me."

"What's inside here is your sincere affection for me!"

The meat that Lyle had so desperately wanted Ralf to eat ended up in Ralf's mouth before Lyle's desperate gaze.

Nia, who was in her grandparents' arms, saw this scene and covered her eyes with her two chubby little hands.

"Nia doesn't know anything!"

The dream world trembled and twisted violently before finally returning to calm, just like Ralf's trembling hand reaching back out onto the table.

A large cloud of smoke billowed from his forehead, and within the smoke, Ralf transformed into a giant wolf, glaring intently at Lyle.

Ralph's face convulsed violently, twisting his smile into the worst nightmare Lyle had ever witnessed.

“My ‘dear’… little rascal, I… deeply… felt your… strong… feelings for me.”

"Any last words?"

Nightmare, here we come!

Chapter 312 Family

The withered flowers faded like melted oil, but their color resembled writhing silt, seeping into the sickly, pale earth. The enormous beast arched its body, its bristling fur, as white as pale moonlight, emitting an eerie white glow.

The standard human body was shattered, and the thick hair, the explosively grown body, and the outstretched, ferocious claws cast Lyle in his shadow.

Before him, Ralph transformed into a werewolf with a mouthful of sharp teeth, its golden eyes flashing with a wild and cruel light after the wolf's kiss.

In Ralph's dream, this image was many times more terrifying.

His lips were still twitching, revealing neat, sharp fangs beneath his skin.

“Lyle…” The gaping maw sprayed out a bloody stench, like a small dark cloud landing on Lyle’s trembling shoulder.

The pair of erect white ears twitched, and the werewolf's bloodthirsty glint shifted to the other side.

Nia leaned on her grandmother's shoulder, secretly watching them.

A soft sigh escaped from that large mouth that seemed only capable of roaring.

Like a deflated balloon, the terrifying scene created by Ralf instantly returned to normal.

Lyle sat in Ralph's house once again, this time covered in cold sweat.

Ralph's face was icy. He glanced at Nia, and the two figures carried Nia to the bedroom.

“I’ll give you a chance to explain, kid.” Ralph’s eyes narrowed to slits. “Don’t tell me you’re just asking for a beating.”

Nia was amazing. With a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, Lyle told her all about the experimental projects he was currently conducting.

Of course, by concealing the part about the lich, the entire experimental project became a study of taste stimulation.

"To ensure the integrity of the data, we have to taste that nauseating flavor... Is that a serious matter...?"

Lyle nodded frantically, like he was pounding garlic.

Ralph snorted irritably, "If you can't stand it yourself, then you give your uncle a hard time. What a good nephew of yours."

With a flick of his finger, a puff of smoke appeared in Ralf's hand. "This is the emotional feedback you wanted."

Dreamwalker Ralf instinctively intercepted the wisp of smoke. "A dream, a dream within a dream." His exceptional reconnaissance skills and talent allowed him to easily see through its essence.

Lyle felt like he had a chance.

Uncle Ralph was angry, but he was still a mature adult and knew what was important. It seemed he could get feedback from those dark substances.

Lyle directly exposed his hidden Immersion Stone.

"Uncle, this is the device for collecting feedback. It will absorb this smoke. I only need the last piece in your hand to start my experiment! Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

Ralph slapped Lyle on the forehead. "This is persecution, brat. Stop trying to glorify yourself. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet."

Lyle used the junior's ultimate skill: cheating.

"I know I was wrong, Uncle. Anyway, what's done is done, please be magnanimous and forgive me. I still have experiments to do."

Ralph loves tough guys; he's a cold-hearted man. But the fierce wolf, fiercely protective of his cub, rarely refuses his nephew's humble pleas.

"Alright, I'll give it to you then. After all, business is more important."

A strange smile played on Ralf's face.

“I will give it to ‘you,’ my dear nephew.”

Ralf grasped the cloud of smoke, and the painful Ralf phantom within the smoke, accompanied by the same cold laugh as him, gradually approached Lyle.

"Putting it in the immersion stone is enough, Uncle. Put it in that sphere. Um, Uncle, you've gone too far, you're too close to me, Uncle! It's not me! It's that sphere!"

“Lyle, suffering is a blessing. This is a rare opportunity. I’ve already gone through it once, so you should understand my good intentions. This is my... love for you.”

"No! Uncle! I've already suffered enough! Take it away, I don't want to suffer anymore!!!"

However, Lyle's struggles were futile; he could only watch as the grinning fog drew ever closer. Lyle knew what would happen when it pressed against his face.

They can endure hardship and empathize with suffering.

Lyle nervously closed his eyes.

Something in the darkness invaded his mind—an extra sensation. Gritting his teeth, Lyle braced himself for the bitter impact.

Light illuminates its own world.

A simple house filled with lit candles.

Lyle pushed open the door and looked at the couple dancing in the cabin. They were laughing, and their joyful laughter echoed along with the little life in their arms.

The sunny man looked over; his gentle eyes were like the dawn's first rays.

His voice emerged from Lyle's memory.

"Welcome, my brother. Little Lyle can't wait to see his uncle."

In the woman's hands, the tiny baby was only a little over a year old. Following his father's voice, little Lyle looked at "Lyle".

This is memory.

Ralph's memories.

“That was our first meeting, my nephew. My brother and I don’t get along well; I’ve always been a weirdo who doesn’t like to get close to people. Your father and I are like two sides of the same coin, we’ll never cross paths. I deeply loathe him, and I think he probably used to be too.”

“Until you were born, my brother had his own family. He grew up and began to do everything he could to repair our relationship, but I was still a freak who never grew up.”

“I watched them being buried, watched the rain soak you as you grew up. I finally understand what kind of cold-blooded monster I really am.”

"That day, you and I were so alike. Terribly alike, so alike that it made my heart bleed."

"My nephew."

"I beg you, don't become me."

"Don't become a cold-blooded monster like me."

"Don't be like me, only able to use empty dreams to make up for the person I love deeply."

Lyle opened his eyes, but he couldn't see his face in the shadow of the hat brim.

"Uncle Ralph..."

He didn't speak, but simply took out the immersion stone, an immersion stone that had already established a complete taste system.

Lyle took the Immersive Stone and hugged the tall, thin figure tightly.

"Thank you, Uncle Ralph, thank you for everything you've done for me."

"I will keep your teachings in mind."