"I've been learning for over three years and still haven't mastered this. I'll have to use my fingers as needles. I just don't know how."
"This looks like a spider web, doesn't it? It's similar to the dream net next to it. Could the Great One create a dream net?"
"That's not impossible to say, after all, there's nothing the Great One can't do, right?"
"Haha, I'm starting to look forward to it."
At this moment, inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin had already picked up the dream net he had woven.
He rushed out of the shield, another shield appearing on his body, and slowly approached the giant dream ghost.
The dream ghost, perhaps sensing danger, instinctively used its dream net to block Zhou Lin.
What Zhou Lin held in his hand was something it greatly feared.
However, for some reason, these dream nets avoided Zhou Lin. Seeing this, the dream ghost muttered incantations, and threads began to surround Zhou Lin.
But Zhou Lin, looking at these things, showed no fear and let them wrap around him.
Before long, Zhou Lin was completely entangled, so tightly that no gaps remained.
"Oh no, what's happening? How did Zhou Lin get so entangled?"
The metaphysics professor's heart sank when he saw this.
"It's afraid of the professor, that's why it's doing this."
Captain Bai was about to intervene, but Guo Liang stopped him.
"Your weapon is useless. Even with this shield, you can't break through. How can you help Zhou Lin?"
Captain Bai looked at Zhou Lin and the students, his heart filled with worry.
After a while.
Something began to move around on Zhou Lin's body.
Then, it looked like the threads were being broken through by something.
The dream ghost looked at Zhou Lin in surprise, seemingly unable to believe that Zhou Lin could break through its dream.
"Is there no other way? Now it should be my turn."
Zhou Lin finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he swiftly charged towards the dream ghost opposite him.
"Ah..."
The dream ghost was about to attack, but Zhou Lin wouldn't give it the chance. He preemptively covered it with the object in his hand.
The flesh chunks began to shrink at a visible rate.
The students also fell from mid-air, their eyes closed, but their expressions were no longer in pain.
Instead, their breathing was deep.
The mercenaries and the professor were overjoyed to see the flesh chunks recede.
Zhou Lin watched as the dream net contracted towards the object, and the dream ghost's cries echoed through the entire space.
A few minutes later.
The space that was once filled with flesh chunks had shrunk to less than a meter in size, finally falling to the ground, motionless.
Zhou Lin withdrew the shield, and the mercenaries behind him looked at him with curiosity.
"What is this thing?"
The metaphysics professor looked at the golden dream net with confusion.
"This is a dream net, but mine is a good dream, not this bad dream. It's their nemesis, which is why this happened."
Zhou Lin explained with a light smile.
"Don't talk about that now. Shouldn't we think about the time? Didn't you say time was running out?"
Guo Liang glanced at the students beside him before reminding him.
Zhou Lin muttered incantations, and the dream on the dream ghost's body continued to shrink, finally disappearing.
Zhou Lin then walked a few steps to the students and squatted down.
*Slap—*
The sound of a slap echoed. Everyone present instinctively covered their faces, thinking how painful it must have been.
"This slap in chapter eight, won't their faces be swollen?"
"Cough, cough... Oh my god, I was so scared, it was truly terrifying."
The student who was slapped was now covering his cheek, still recovering from the shock.
Then came the second, then the third.
As the mercenaries and the professor behind Zhou Lin watched him slap, they all felt a pang of unease.
"Isn't this too painful?"
"Or is Professor Zhou Lin releasing some emotions with these slaps?"
Seeing that all the students had woken up, a golden light appeared above Zhou Lin.
Opposite them was the first dark opening.
"Now's the time, hurry, quickly!"
Zhou Lin knew that time was running out and urged them.
The other students were still in a daze. Before they could react, they felt a lightness in their bodies and were pulled towards Zhou Lin.
As they approached the beam of light, the mercenaries and students disappeared.
The metaphysics professor and Guo Liang, seeing this, also grabbed a student and rushed over.
"Quick, quick."
Zhou Lin felt that time was short and shouted anxiously.
Once he confirmed that everyone had left, Zhou Lin finally departed.
His eyes fluttered open, and the surroundings had changed.
"Holy crap, I'm awake?"
The student quickly sat up and saw the water stains on his body and his hands. He raised his hand and slapped himself.
"Ah..."
The student couldn't help but cry out.
"What are you shouting about? You just slapped yourself, why are you screaming so miserably?"
Another student, hearing the noise, frowned and said.
"Oh, don't talk about me. Why do I feel pain in my face too?"
"Me too, my face feels so hot."
"Yes, mine feels hot too."
Several students sat up from the ground, each gasping and covering their cheeks.
The metaphysics professor, Guo Liang, and Captain Bai had also woken up. They looked at the waterhole beside them and quickly turned on their flashlights.
Only then did they confirm that they had escaped the nightmare.
"Holy cow, what happened to your face? Why is it swollen? It looks so strange."
"You're saying that about me? Aren't you the same?"
"Who hit you?"
Several students looked at each other's faces and realized that their faces were red and swollen.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, they're finally out! I was so worried watching this."
"It's good to see these students chattering now; at least they have vitality."
"Haha, I can't help but laugh when I see these students' faces. Can I say I can't hold back? Those slaps from the Great One were incredibly loud, and they carried some emotion."
"I thought so too, but I'm more curious about how the Great One Zhou Lin can weave good dreams. Can the Great One make one for me in the future?"
"I want a spring dream. I've been single for over twenty years, it's tough."
"No, no, no, I think the Great One's item is truly magical. What I bought was just a humidifier, but in the eyes of the Great One, it's an item for weaving good dreams."
In the dean's conference room.
"Hahaha..."