Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

Yang Fan thought this was a rather tricky matter.

Kill Xiaoye Liangzi?

Doing so would indeed save trouble.

But the problem is, she hasn't done anything yet.

Is it right to kill her just because of a phrase "you will kill many people in the future"?

He shook his head: "Even if it's 'presumption of guilt', it isn't supposed to be done this way, right?"

He couldn't bring himself to do it, nor could he overcome the hurdle in his heart.

Not kill?

Let Xiaoye Liangzi be beaten to death by her husband, this might be a way to handle it.

But for a normal person, such a fate is too cruel.

Yang Fan followed Xiaoye Liangzi all the way like a pervert.

She came to a Great Xia Business Communication shopping station, spent a lot of money, and bought some high-end products.

Xiaoye Liangzi behaved very politely, slightly bowing to everyone and showing a clean and gentle smile.

The firm her husband belonged to spent a certain cost to obtain such generous benefits for the employees.

Unfortunately, the poor overall environment made it difficult for the company to sustain, and these benefits might not last.

Ten minutes later.

Xiaoye Liangzi went home.

She didn't know that there was an extra stranger at home.

Yang Fan watched her seriously tidy up the house and seriously cook dinner.

"Ding-dong!"

When the doorbell rang.

She stood respectfully at the door, welcoming her husband Yasuda home.

The moment the door opened.

She involuntarily shuddered.

"Bring the shoes!"

"Hai!"

She obeyed as always.

Yang Fan watched the dream replay, feeling rather strange.

At eight thirty in the evening.

Violence played out as expected.

"Bang!"

The ashtray was thrown over.

Xiaoye Liangzi's head was hit, and she fell to the ground in pain.

She looked just like a shivering little beast.

This appearance formed an extremely sharp contrast with the terrifying female demon in the dream realm who slaughtered tens of thousands of people.

"Shameless wild child..."

Yasuda shouted frantically, with eyes filled with the pleasure of abuse.

Xiaoye Liangzi trembled and shrank back a little.

History deviated at this moment.

She did not see the doll her mother prayed for, nor did she realize that the doll had disappeared.

At this moment.

"Bang! Bang!"

The knocking suddenly started.

More accurately, it was the sound of pounding on the door.

Because the person outside was practically beating on the door with their fist.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door quickly!"

The shouts came in, spoken in Great Xia language.

The brutality in Yasuda's eyes immediately subsided by more than half.

He hesitated for a moment and then shouted to his wife: "Get back to the room."

Xiaoye Liangzi groaned, hastily returning to the room.

Yasuda straightened his clothes, then walked to the door and opened it.

He immediately saw several patrol officers standing outside the door.

Yasuda put on a haughty stance as if dealing with subordinates: "What is it?"

The leading patrol officer said bluntly: "We've received a report of domestic violence happening here."

Yasuda wanted to argue but, for some reason, a massive surge of brutality suddenly welled up inside him.

This guy roared angrily: "Baka, you bunch of Great Xia lowlifes, what right do you have to question me?"

The patrol officers all looked alarmed.

Yasuda rushed back inside the house, grabbed a kitchen knife, and charged at the patrol officers with it.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of gunfire echoed.

Yasuda fell to the ground, unable to get up, with blood oozing from the bullet wounds in his chest.

Due to the implementation of the Emergency Bill, patrol officers were granted more authority, allowing them to shoot and kill assailants in case of attacks.

Yang Fan watched everything, nodding gently: "The little trick of using the Spirit Concealment superpower to stimulate the target's emotions works well in certain situations."

On the other side.

Xiaoye Liangzi, hearing the gunfire, boldly came out to see what was happening.

She saw her husband lying lifeless on the ground, froze for several seconds, and then felt a sense of liberation deep from her soul.

The nightmare was finally over.

She wasn't aware that a hand had lightly touched the river of fate, permanently changing her destiny.

Yang Fan watched her and thought to himself: "Be a cautious ordinary person, and live well."

He quietly activated the Shuttle Boat and instantly left the room.

*

In the dead of night.

Yang Fan traveled a long distance of a thousand kilometers and returned to his home in Linjiang City.

He eagerly took out a bottle of fresh blood and dripped a few drops on the doll.

The doll instantly turned into a cloud of gray light and merged into his right upper arm.

A thought crossed Yang Fan's mind and another version of himself emerged from his body.

He observed the duplicate and grinned: "How fascinating!"

The number one kid watched with wide cat eyes.

From Yang Fan's perspective, the duplicate had a slight sense of transparency.

From the tabby cat's perspective, there clearly appeared to be two identical masters.

Yang Fan waved at the tabby cat: "Can you tell the difference?"

The duplicate mimicked the same action: "Can you tell the difference?"

The number one kid was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly meowed and dashed out of the living room.

It felt that staying by the master's side was full of odd occurrences, making life truly unbearable.

However.

The current doppelgänger doll is still very weak.

For now, it can only create one duplicate, with combat ability comparable to that of an ordinary person.

But this curiosity solved a big problem.

Yang Fan chuckled: "From now on, there's no need to worry about Mr. Spirit Crows' identity being exposed."

The duplicate created by the curiosity can communicate smoothly and freely as long as it's in the same world.

In the future, if he travels far or goes abroad, the duplicate can stay in Linjiang City to continue manipulating the spirit crows.

On the other hand.

Mr. Ghost and Mr. Spirit Crows can appear in different locations at the same time, reducing the risk of getting caught.

Yang Fan stared at the duplicate and tentatively commanded: "Take out the Soul Stealing Wisp."

The duplicate raised its hand, and a thing suddenly appeared in its palm.

Yang Fan burst into laughter: "I'm rich!"

This truly means hitting it big!

The earlier experiment proved that the Soul Stealing Wisp relies on the shared soul.

The main body and the duplicate share the same soul, and the curiosity can transfer freely between them.

This means that the accumulation of Spiritual Source Value becomes faster.

The main body and the duplicate together speed up the accumulation at double the rate, and it's double the pleasure!

Yang Fan activated his intention again.

The duplicate and the Soul Stealing Wisp disappeared simultaneously.

He immediately made a decision: "I'll set off to Ying Sang Kingdom tomorrow, leaving the duplicate at home."

*

The next day.

Northern Hedong Province.

A grand military operation is underway.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

Accompanied by the sound of air rushing.

An armed helicopter quickly swept over a network of fields interspersed with rivers.

The co-pilot shouted loudly while looking at a strange object resembling a compass: "I've found the target!"

The "target" mentioned is a mutated poisonous mosquito.

After a period of brewing, a mutated poisonous mosquito reappeared in the northern part of Hedong Province.

As soon as this creature was born, it immediately caused a horrific incident resulting in the deaths of dozens of civilians.

The newly established Exceptional Incident Command Department of Great Xia decisively assembled heavy forces to resolutely eliminate the mutated poisonous mosquito.

The co-pilot glanced at the compass, skillfully operated the electronic instruments, and shouted: "The target area has been marked, attack!"

Very soon.

"Woo! Woo!"

A sharp whistling sound emerged.

Two armed helicopters each fired two missiles that swiftly headed towards the target area.

"Boom! Boom!"

A thunderous explosion shook the ground.

The ground instantly turned into a sea of fire.

It seemed truly powerful.

But using a cannon to shoot mosquitoes is undoubtedly a high-difficulty task.

Especially considering the high speed of the mutated poisonous mosquito, which can sprint short distances at speeds of up to 100 meters per second.

The compass operator reached out and touched the disc again.

His hair visibly gained many white strands.

The operator was deeply engrossed, not noticing at all, and shouted again: "The target is fleeing, prepare for the next attack."

Not long after.

A mosquito-extermination squad composed of five armed helicopters chased the mutated poisonous mosquito into a hilly area.

Several drones flew higher overhead, monitoring the entire battlefield.

After another lock-on.

Five missiles from different directions rushed towards the target simultaneously.

Just then.

A crimson shadow suddenly shot up into the sky, swiftly streaking towards the heavens.

The compass operator glanced at the crimson shadow, looked down at the compass, and was shocked: "The target's signal has disappeared!"

He quickly reported: "Attention, the target might be dead."

At this moment.

The operator's hair was already half white.

The red shadow flew a kilometer high and began to hover in mid-air.

The drone's lens immediately focused on it, transmitting the video via electromagnetic waves to the command department 200 kilometers away.

A crimson bird appeared prominently on the big screen.

The soldiers were instantly in an uproar.

"What kind of bird is this?"

"It must be a mutant bird."

"Could it have been the one that killed the mutated poisonous mosquito just now?"

"Highly possible!"

Nobody expected that after the armed helicopters pursued for so long, a mutant bird appeared and intercepted halfway.

One officer asked: "Mutant species generally pose harm to humans; should we eliminate this mutant bird?"

Another officer suddenly pointed towards the screen: "There seems to be something on this bird's foot."

The highest commander immediately ordered: "Magnify the image!"

The image was promptly magnified.

The soldiers were surprised to see that it was a metal ring.

Another officer asked a question everyone wanted to ask: "Could this mutant bird be someone's pet?"

If not, it's hard to explain the existence of the foot ring.

It wouldn't make sense for the bird to have a quirky habit of hanging things on itself, right?

If so, this fact would be too stunning.

The highest commander voiced his opinion: "This mutant bird hasn't shown any intention to attack, it's highly likely to be kept by someone."

A voice rang out immediately: "Who could be so extraordinary to have the ability to raise a mutant bird?"

No one answered.

After a few seconds.

The crimson mutant bird suddenly flapped its wings a few times, turning into a streak of light that swooped down to the forest below.

Its flight speed was by no means inferior to that of the mutated poisonous mosquito.

What was astonishing was that the streak of light gradually faded until it disappeared entirely.

Everyone was dumbfounded.