Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 27 Permission to Enhance Firepower

Wang Yi originally thought that his ability to seize this supernatural power was simply to move faster in dreams.

I didn't expect this ability to be so strong.

But... but that demonic cultivator looked very weak. He didn't even put up a fight; he was killed instantly by the barrage of bullets.

So Wang Yi asked directly, "You mean I killed a 'Dream Walker'? People with this supernatural power can not only freely enter and exit the collective unconscious space, but also pull specific people in under certain conditions?"
"Isn't this a powerful demonic cultivator? Or is he a dream-specialized one? How did I kill him so easily? Or am I still in a dream?"

Elsa pointed to the window next to her: "If you think this is a dream, you can jump out. Although this is the 5th floor, the Resurrection Division is very dedicated and can pull you back."

Before Wang Yi could respond to Elsa's words, Manager Hao spoke up: "Judging from your description, that demonic cultivator is only one step away from going mad. In this state, the demonic cultivator's combat power will be greatly reduced—not just in terms of sheer strength, but in terms of the overall combat power reflected in all aspects."

"That's how demonic cultivators are. The stronger they are, the crazier they become. When they go crazy, they have flaws that can be exploited, and they may even disintegrate during a battle—the demonic cultivator you're facing may have disintegrated after taking a few shots."

No, I killed him, Wang Yi thought, that's why I took away his supernatural powers.

It seems that the Dream Walker's supernatural power has many uses. Fortunately, given the current situation, Wang Yi has publicly reviewed the relevant information about the Dream Walker and learned about this supernatural power, so the company should not have any doubts.

It was the right decision to tell the truth; otherwise, it would have been impossible to obtain such a large amount of relevant information.

Wang Yi asked confidently, "How does one acquire the supernatural ability of Dream Walker? Is it innate?"

“Of course not,” Elsa interrupted. “You can obtain it through cultivation techniques. There are also techniques that allow you to acquire this method during the Qi Refining stage, but it requires 20,000 points to exchange for it.”

Twenty thousand!

This is equivalent to 1000 inflatable candies!

Elsa: "This technique is specialized for entering dreams, and it's particularly weak in reality, so I don't really recommend exchanging for it—that's what the manual says."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at her phone.

It's a manual!
Manager Hao added, "Those with high affinity for earth and high spiritual roots are also not suitable for practicing that technique."

There are also things that are friendly?
Despite his initial surprise, Wang Yi decided to ask more questions and take the opportunity to gather more information. At the very least, he wanted to show that he was very interested in the Dream Walker's supernatural abilities, so as to lay the groundwork for searching for information about these abilities on the company's intranet later.

Unexpectedly, the man with the body camera said, "The basic questioning is over. I request that the body camera be turned off. The subsequent conversation will be recorded informally in the appendix."

Manager Hao waved his hand: "There's nothing more to talk about. I already know enough. The rest is up to the professional analyst. He came into contact with the things sent by the demonic cultivator and even confronted the demonic cultivator in his dream. He's probably been contaminated. We need to assess the degree of contamination and go through a purification process."

Wang Yi had already been contaminated once before and had undergone purification, so he had no objections.

Manager Hao added, "By the way, once the demonic cultivator's corpse is confirmed, Wang Yi, you will receive a points reward. I hope you will think twice before spending those points this time."

There are also points rewards!
Tell me earlier!
Wang Yi: "How many points can I get?"

"That depends on how much he took from the demonic cultivator's lair. If he has committed crimes for many years and has a lot of blood on his hands, he could probably get several hundred or even a thousand points."

Only a few hundred or a thousand? So even if I kill ten demonic cultivators, I might not be able to accumulate enough points to exchange for Dream Walker's supernatural abilities and related techniques?
On the other hand, he only fired a few shots and managed to steal the supernatural power that the demonic cultivator had acquired through a technique he had cultivated for who knows how long. Thinking about it that way, he felt like he had made a huge profit.

Wang Yi couldn't wait to access the information to see how to use this supernatural power.

Elsa: "Look at your expression. I wonder who said they weren't interested in flying on a sword before."

I have no interest in that; I'm currently plotting how to scheme against the demonic cultivators.

Wang Yi kept his thoughts to himself and said to Manager Hao, "Could this incident be interpreted as me being targeted by demonic cultivators? Can I request an increase in my firepower and authorization to carry bullets when leaving the company?"

Chinese people have always been inclined to compromise. As long as I ask to break the rule of separating guns and ammunition, the company will most likely agree to my request to increase firepower.

Wang Yi's plans were in full swing.

Manager Hao: "The company also thinks you may be being targeted, but some senior executives believe that the one being targeted is Elsa, who has lost her demon core. The demon cultivators are targeting you in order to turn Elsa against them."

Wang Yi looked at his master and found that the latter was completely different from his usual frivolous demeanor, and even looked a little sad.

But this impression only lasted a moment. In the blink of an eye, Elsa let out her signature strange cry: "Goo goo ga ga! Although I really want to refute it, it really does feel like something my sister would do... The demonic cultivator who sent that thing used the evil arts of Fengdu, it all makes sense..."

Wang Yi was shocked: "I took a nap and you caught the demonic cultivator who attacked me?"

He thought his main task in the future would be to use his newly acquired Dream Walker ability to gradually find the demonic cultivator, steal a hair from it, guess its birth date and time, and capture it in his dream to kill it.

“We wouldn’t have been able to catch them otherwise,” Manager Hao shrugged. “This is an incident that concerns you, so I’ve given you special permission to access the files.”

Couldn't you please take the trouble to explain?

Elsa: "When you woke up just now, I was bored and had already finished reading this demonic cultivator's file. This guy, ever since he fell into demonic cultivation, has never left the human dimension. He works in social media and even opened a female anchor agency, which is commonly known as an MCN."

"His natal magic weapon is a Hundred Soul Banner, which he probably refined into a female anchor."

So those female streamers who suddenly disappeared weren't arrested for gambling, but were instead refined? What an unexpected turn of events.

Wait a minute, why are all the natal magic weapons I've encountered today either Ten Soul Banners or Hundred Soul Banners? Wang Yi: "Is it popular for demonic cultivators to use Hundred Soul Banners as their natal magic weapons now?"

“No, it’s because this is the easiest thing to make,” Elsa said. “Weak magical cultivators usually use this kind of simple, straightforward, and common magic weapon. Some people know that they may not be able to use powerful magic weapons, so they directly use them as their natal magic weapons and bind them to their souls.”

So the Ten Soul Banner is a very weak magic weapon! No wonder I escaped from the demonic cultivator who wielded the Ten Soul Banner so easily.

Wang Yi was determined to use a fully automatic pistol like the G18C to crush these weak demonic cultivators and their pathetic magical weapons.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still cautiously asked, "Generally, what kind of firepower would be needed to quickly break through the defenses of a Ten Soul Banner?"

Manager Hao looked at Elsa: "As an A-level field cultivator with practical experience, you should be quite familiar with this issue."

Elsa: "Please, the field missions I take on will never involve any weak magicians using the Ten Soul Banner, okay? If you insist on asking about defensive capabilities, I can only say they can't withstand a single claw strike from me."

"Moreover, when I reveal my natal magic weapon, this weak magic weapon may directly 'crash' and be completely suppressed."

Can a high-level magic weapon suppress a low-level magic weapon?
But Wang Yi remembered the name of Elsa's natal magic weapon and asked, "I remember your natal magic weapon is called—"

"What's wrong with calling it 'inspiration encouragement'?" Elsa blinked. "The material is our teeth."

"never mind."

Suppressed by the magical artifact with that name, the Ten Soul Banner, if it had a spirit, would have been enraged to death.

At this point, Manager Hao brought the topic back on track: "It would be difficult to make an exception and allow you to carry bullets, but I can increase the arrangement of basic firearms courses and give you extra help so that you can pass the indoor close combat assessment as soon as possible. After that, you can carry live ammunition."

"As for your request for stronger firepower, Elsa has always been by your side, so it should be the same as this time in the future."

Seeing that his plan was about to fail, Wang Yi hurriedly said, "I'm really going to die this time. The back of my head still hurts even after taking ibuprofen."

Actually, it didn't hurt anymore, but after Wang Yi said that, the phantom pain reappeared.

At this point, Elsa said, "He's probably afraid of being pulled back into his dreams. Maybe we should let him handle some powerful weapons during his firearms training course, like those fully automatic pistols, the G18C, or the FN57."

Wang Yi had never heard of the FN57 pistol; the only firearms he knew from the Belgian FN company were the famous FAL automatic rifles.

That company also makes handguns? According to Elsa, they can fire fully automatically, just like the G18.

Manager Hao thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay. Anyway, unleashing our firepower in the dream won't cause any problems."

Great!
Wang Yi wanted to cheer loudly.

He had taken another step closer to becoming a dream hunter.

Wang Yi: "There's no time to lose, shall we begin now?"

Elsa: "Do you want to practice right away?"

Wang Yi looked out the window: "Isn't it still light out? Oh right, I still have my basic internal energy cultivation and basic spellcasting classes today..."

Elsa: "It's already 6 p.m., and you still have to go through the purification process. By the time it's finished, it will be 10 p.m.

Wang Yi: "Last time it didn't take this long, did it?"

“You didn’t have this much contact with the demonic cultivators last time either, and it was in the collective unconscious space,” Elsa said.

Wang Yi's newly high spirits plummeted in an instant.

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Then, just as Elsa said—no, even more extreme than Elsa said—the purification process lasted for six hours.

When Wang Yi returned home, the lights in apartment 701 downstairs were already off.

Wang Chengyan's shoes were placed next to the shoe cabinet outside the door, indicating that she was at home.

Wang Yi dragged his exhausted body back to his doghouse and collapsed onto the bed.

He was so tired today that he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Elsa was crouching on the table, next to the brand new notebook—

"Wait a minute, what's that notebook?" Wang Yi perked up.

Elsa: "Nine Cauldrons restored it? What's the big deal? Haven't you seen city centers restored to normal after being attacked by thermobaric bombs?"

—Oh, right.

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