Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

Amidst the vast jungle.

Yang Fan was standing next to a strange trace.

It was a slight burn mark, as if it had been scorched by a lighter.

Yang Fan stared for a while, murmuring softly: "Is this the aura of the Sea of Death Black Sand?"

In the past, through dream exploration of the Primordial World, he had seen the endless super desert, stretching to the world's edge more than once.

But it seemed more like a fleeting glimpse.

As if watching through a high-definition camera.

He had never truly encountered the Sea of Death Black Sand.

At this moment.

Yang Fan was simply gazing at the trace, inexplicably sensing a peculiar feeling of vastness and desolation.

He could faintly hear the "wooing" sound of angry wind sweeping over the sand sea and the "shushing" sound of moving sand and dust.

His soul also sensed a touch of bizarre heat.

This was the temperature from the Sea of Death Black Sand.

Temperatures there reached as high as one hundred and fifty degrees during the day and could drop to minus sixty degrees at night.

From a fiery prison to an icy cave, this is undoubtedly a place with an extremely harsh climate.

Yang Fan's expression became unprecedentedly serious, sighing: "Hopefully, it's not the worst-case scenario."

He quickly took out his satellite phone and began contacting the Great Xia Military.

This was a serious matter.

The severity might exceed the poisonous mosquito disaster, and he had to notify the Great Xia Military immediately.

Soon.

The phone rang, and a pleasant female voice came through: "Is it Mr. Ghost?"

This person was a dedicated liaison officer specially appointed by the military, named Wen Wanyu, holding the rank of Major.

Yang Fan uttered two words: "Yes."

To be honest.

He felt that making a Major do a communicator's job seemed somewhat like a waste of talent.

Wen Wanyu asked again: "Mr. Ghost, have you found anything again?"

The voice carried a distinct texture, blending gentleness with a touch of valor and leaving quite an impression.

Yang Fan said softly: "I found a trace, highly likely from the Sea of Death Black Sand in the Primordial World."

Wen Wanyu's voice immediately turned serious: "I will report it to the higher-ups right away."

After two seconds.

A somewhat rugged male voice arose: "Mr. Ghost, hello, I'm Wu Dingtian!"

This was the highest commander of the Jiuzhou Legion.

Commander Wu's approach was very military-like, asking directly: "Mr. Ghost, how dangerous is the creature you discovered?"

For the current Canglan People, anything from the Primordial World was dangerous.

Only varying degrees of danger differed.

Yang Fan replied: "It's merely an aura, I can't discern exactly what type of creature it is."

He paused for a moment, then spoke smoothly: "As far as I know, the Sea of Death Black Sand is a vast and boundless place.

"Placing the entire Canglan Star in the Sea of Death Black Sand might occupy less than one-millionth.

"Although the environment of the Sea of Death Black Sand is extremely harsh, the living species within are definitely not few.

"There are countless savage monsters, as well as many races with high intelligence.

"According to my observation, these races should be considered indigenous civilizations of the Primordial World.

"Compared to them, a civilization like the Canglan People is merely an outsider in the Primordial World."

Commander Wu spoke with a tone of astonishment: "Are there many 'Primordial Evil Races' in the Sea of Death Black Sand?"

This commander quickly explained: "The indigenous civilizations of the Primordial World are referred to by various civilization worlds as 'Primordial Evil Races.'

"Because they are invariably fierce and violent, harboring great hostility towards the civilization worlds."

Yang Fan nodded gently: "The term Primordial Evil Race is quite descriptive."

The indigenous civilizations appearing in the dream realm commonly practiced bloody rituals, indeed quite brutal.

He felt somewhat strange: "Didn't the Mermaid inform you about how many Primordial Evil Races are in the Sea of Death Black Sand?"

Commander Wu promptly responded: "Miss Jana said the environment of the Sea of Death Black Sand is too harsh, so there are very few Primordial Evil Races."

Yang Fan pursued further: "How many precisely?"

Commander Wu replied: "At most, no more than thirty Primordial Evil Races."

This commander added a sentence: "The strong of the Mei Jia Civilization explored the Sea of Death Black Sand and exchanged knowledge with numerous civilizations, this is the data they compiled."

Yang Fan was dumbfounded.

Only thirty?

That's too absurd!

Commander Wu seemed to realize something was amiss: "Mr. Ghost, is there a problem?"

Yang Fan remained silent for a moment, then said: "Based on my observation, if there aren't a thousand, there should be around eight hundred."

Commander Wu exclaimed "Ah" in surprise: "That many?"

This commander looked somewhat perplexed, seemingly unsure whom to believe: "The data discrepancy seems too significant."

Yang Fan did not reply.

This was the scene he witnessed personally in the dream realm, how could it be false?

Wen Wanyu suddenly interjected with a sentence: "Mr. Ghost, what is the likelihood that the creature you discovered is a Primordial Evil Race?"

Yang Fan stared at the traces: "I have a feeling that the creature that left these marks is unusually vigilant.

"I have been tracking for more than half an hour and still haven't found the monster, only to be misled by it and led in a big circle."

He concluded: "There is a ninety percent chance that this is a scout from one of the Primordial Evil Races."

*

Great Xia.

Jiuzhou Legion.

"...a scout from one of the Primordial Evil Races discovered the world rift leading to Canglan Star and ventured into our world to explore."

Mr. Ghost's characteristic eerie tone echoed in the contact room.

This was a high-standard contact room specially set up for communicating with the strongest in Great Xia.

At this moment.

Everyone in the meeting room had a solemn expression.

Commander Wu's aged face was as tight as a rock: "Mr. Ghost, if it really is a scout from the Evil Race, then what will happen?"

After several seconds.

The eerie tone resounded again: "If it's a worst-case scenario, Canglan Star is facing an apocalypse-level crisis."

The words "apocalypse-level crisis" were deliberately emphasized.

Commander Wu didn't seem surprised this time; instead, he nodded: "You're right. The scout might lead a massive Evil Race army to invade Canglan Star.

"We Canglan people are still too weak. Even if just tens of thousands of the Evil Race arrive, it would be enough to destroy many countries."

Mr. Ghost spoke again: "With Great Xia's strength, if a large number of Evil Race appear within the territory, we could be facing a national crisis."

The atmosphere in the contact room suddenly became suffocating.

No one expected that an apocalypse-level crisis threatening all of Canglan people would occur so inadvertently.

Several major events happened one after another these days, from the terrifying Winged Demon to the Primordial Evil Races. For the first time, everyone had the deepest realization of the dangers of the Primordial World.

Wen Wanyu couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ghost, what do you think we should do?"

Everyone, including Commander Wu, perked up their ears.

At this moment.

Unconsciously, Mr. Ghost, being the strongest in Great Xia, became the reliance for everyone.

Mr. Ghost said slowly: "I can only think of one way for now, to gather as many bombers as possible.

"Use bombs as powerful as possible to heavily bombard all suspicious areas.

"By disturbing the grass to frighten the snake, perhaps I can find clues and expose the monster."

Commander Wu hesitated for a moment and said: "To use the Heping Bullet, we need to apply to higher authorities and coordinate with various countries, which might take some time."

Given the situation on Canglan Star, using the Heping Bullet is a very sensitive issue, and Great Xia dares not carelessly deploy it.

Mr. Ghost quickly replied: "We're not at the stage where we need to use the Heping Bullet yet. Let's talk again when the Primordial Evil Race invades en masse."

Commander Wu turned to look at an air force officer next to him.

The latter quickly said: "The first batch of bombers will take off in five minutes."

Since Great Xia entered a state of emergency, the air force arranged several bomber groups to maintain a state of armed duty alternately.

*

Inside the Secret Base.

Commander Lou hurried to the pool.

The stunningly beautiful face of the Mermaid emerged from the water: "I can hear your anxiety in your footsteps."

Commander Lou nodded: "Yes, Miss Jana, the Canglan people are in big trouble."

He recounted the situation regarding the Primordial Evil Races.

The Mermaid's beautiful face also became serious: "Mr. Ghost's judgment is correct. If there's any mishandling, many Canglan people will die."

Commander Lou sighed lightly: "I understand. Thank you for your guidance."

What Mr. Ghost said, and what the mysterious guest said, confirms that the apocalypse crisis is an undeniable fact.

Commander Lou suddenly said: "Miss Jana, Mr. Ghost told us there might be hundreds of Evil Race in the Sea of Death Black Sand."

The Mermaid blurted out: "How is that possible?!"

Commander Lou revealed another piece of information: "Mr. Ghost also said there are many peculiar sand lairs beneath the vast sea of sand, where most Evil Race reside, only coming out at night."

The Mermaid remained silent.

This was a blind spot in her knowledge.

It's also an area the Mei Jia Civilization had never explored.

After all, the environment of the Sea of Death Black Sand is too harsh; most civilizations have no interest in exploring there, let alone venturing under the sand.

But she had a gut feeling that Mr. Ghost's information was probably correct.

After a few seconds.

Miss Jana barely found an excuse: "The Primordial World is just too vast, and the manpower of the Mei Jia Civilization is limited. It's impossible to cover every area.

"The data my race collected about the Sea of Death Black Sand doesn't seem to have been updated for some time."

A rare trace of embarrassment appeared on her beautiful face.

In fact, the Mermaid deliberately concealed a critical piece of information just now.

The so-called "some time" wasn't a few months or years, but over sixty years.

The two sides exchanged further information.

Commander Lou took his leave.

The Mermaid gently flicked her tail and returned to her nest, whispering in confusion: "How can a superpower user from a weak race have such deep knowledge of the Sea of Death Black Sand?"

She really couldn't figure it out.