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

Chapter 37 Fermentation
Upon seeing the change in the markings on his arm, Wang Yi was overjoyed. He even hummed a song he used to sing when he got a good win in a game: "Lonely people listen to sad songs, just to find the happiness they once had..."

According to Elsa's previous explanation, various supernatural powers also have levels. Generally, cultivators acquire supernatural powers by practicing corresponding techniques. When the technique breaks through to the next level, the supernatural power will be strengthened.

So Wang Yi was originally worried that he wouldn't be able to strengthen his supernatural power, since he hadn't practiced the corresponding technique.

Now that's good. Mr. Demonic Cultivator, you must have been working very hard in your cultivation, searching for souls to refine. It must have been tiring and dangerous. From now on, you will never have to worry about these things again. The supernatural powers you have worked so hard to acquire will never be wasted. I will keep them safe and sound!
Wang Yi said this to the demonic cultivators in his imagination, and then burst into laughter, just like a very poorly made villain.

Wait a minute, is my thinking actually going downhill?
Wang Yi quickly looked down at the battery label.

His cheat program lay there quietly, unchanged.

The last time Wang Yi almost made a mistake against Wang Chengyan, the mark became like a branding iron, making him scream in pain.

In other words, my idea just now was not "out of line"?
so good?
Wang Yi was having a good time when the demonic cultivator's corpse began to melt, turning into a pool of liquid.

It seems that demonic cultivators are like the "angels" in the anime Neon Genesis Evangelion; once they are defeated, they turn into juice on the spot.

Perhaps this setting in the animation is one of the carefully constructed cognitive interferences.

Wang Yi didn't pay much attention, but turned to look at the ordinary people who had just been refined.

The woman had stopped moving, as if she had been petrified by Medusa.

The Dream Walker's ability to refine ordinary people in dreams doesn't seem to take their lives, but it does extinguish their passion for life, leaving them to live a muddled and aimless existence.

Judging from her appearance, this woman has been thoroughly ravaged by the food.

Wang Yi could only offer his condolences to his elder sister before preparing to continue his wandering through this cyberpunk-style public dreamscape.

He took one last look at the demonic cultivator to confirm that he had completely liquefied and had not dropped any other spoils of war.

Do these demonic cultivators not bring any magical artifacts when they enter the dream world?
Wang Yi was too nervous and didn't notice that the demonic cultivator's original magic weapon had been hit by 21 9x19mm bullets in less than a second, turning into powder that scattered into tiny specks.

After confirming once again that no spoils had been missed, Wang Yifei got up.

He decided to try immediately to see if he could exit the dream.

Logically, I should be in a deep sleep right now, and my body should be recovering from fatigue.

He flew directly above the main road and canceled his hovering.

The next moment, he opened his eyes in bed and looked at the familiar ceiling of his doghouse in the attic.

I'm back!

Wang Yi was so excited that he wanted to clap his hands, but as soon as he raised his arm, he felt a sharp pain.

"Ouch!" he exclaimed.

Elsa suddenly opened her eyes: "What are you doing? Why are you screaming so loudly? I thought the demonic cultivators were attacking you again!"

Hmph, Elsa, you'd never guess that it was I who attacked the demonic cultivator!

Wang Yi was about to speak when he started to hurt in other parts of his body as well.

Seeing him groaning there, Elsa tossed him a bottle of ibuprofen: "Here, have some."

When Wang Yi twisted open the bottle, both his hands were in pain, but the moment he took the ibuprofen, perhaps due to the placebo effect, he immediately felt the pain lessen considerably.

He asked Elsa, "Is it normal for it to hurt so much?"

“It’s normal. Your body has just experienced a period of rapid growth and is currently in a state of exhaustion. The pain is… is…” Elsa picked up her phone, looked at the screen, and continued reading, “The pain is a warning, meant to make you lie down and rest until your body recovers.”

Wang Yi: "You can't even memorize this little bit of text?"

"Of course not, but I'm lazy," Elsa said matter-of-factly.

At this moment, the ibuprofen tablets seemed to really work, and the pain was significantly reduced. Wang Yi was finally able to change to a more comfortable position and close his eyes again.

— However, at this moment, a BYD electric car drove up to the gate of the Qiangguang Biotechnology Co., Ltd. factory and honked its horn.

The camera on the door was pointed at BYD's driver's cab, and then the electric door slowly slid open to the side.

Qiangguang Biotechnology Co., Ltd. is actually a disguise of the demonic cultivation society Weiguang Alliance. However, in order to pursue authenticity, they actually built a factory and were raising cockroaches to provide raw materials for manufacturers producing Kangfuxin Liquid. At the same time, they recycled and processed kitchen waste from several nearby streets.

The factory building behind the office building is the cockroach shed of Qiangguang Biotechnology Co., Ltd., where tens of thousands of "little elves of eastern Guangdong" are raised.

BYD drove all the way to the office building. The driver nervously opened the door and got out of the car. He checked his pocket to make sure his magic weapon was still there, and then walked towards the building.

The general manager of Qiangguang Biotechnology was already waiting in the gatehouse. As soon as he saw the visitor, he greeted him in authentic Southern Mandarin: "Mr. Yu, what's the matter that's so urgent?"

The man surnamed Yu lowered his voice: "Remember the natal magic weapon I made for your Xiao Li? Because it was forged from my own natal magic weapon, I've always had a faint connection with it. I've told Xiao Li about this."

The general manager frowned: "Li Le's natal magic weapon? Is it possible that it's in a dream and that's why we can't sense it? Now is his hunting season."

Mr. Yu shook his head: "No, I've always been able to sense him whenever he enters a dream by activating his magic weapon."

"He activated the magic weapon?" The general manager frowned. "I remember that magic weapon was..."

"The air shield can withstand about 20 pistol bullets. I sensed the magic weapon activating and immediately woke up, so I know very well that about three minutes after the magic weapon was activated, there was a very strong signal, and then the sensation completely disappeared."

Mr. Yu looked nervous as he stared at the general manager.

The latter walked slowly through the gatehouse with his hands behind his back.

After a few seconds, Mr. Yu broke the silence: "Alliance Leader, Xiao Li was attacked by a fierce barrage of fire. His natal magic weapon probably only lasted for less than a second before turning to ashes. He's been riddled with bullet holes by this kind of firepower."

The leader of the alliance made a quick decision: "They might just surrender directly. The company dogs often make empty promises to lure our people to surrender, and then execute us all after they've wiped us out. In this respect, they're more like demonic cultivators than we are."

Mr. Yu couldn't help but complain: "No, in fact, this kind of practice is more common among demonic cultivators."

The leader glared at Mr. Yu: "We must retreat immediately. The company's spies could appear at any moment. Sure enough, that guy who wandered into the movie theater last time was a spy for the company."

Mr. Yu: "But why was it Xiao Li? Although Xiao Li participated in the encirclement of that scout that night, the enemy flew too fast, and we didn't have time to make contact at all."

The alliance leader shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe Xiao Li has exposed something, and perhaps this is a prelude to the next crackdown—"

The leader of the alliance suddenly stopped and stared at Mr. Yu for a few seconds.

Mr. Yu spoke first: "If this is the preliminary operation of a crackdown, there's no reason why we should still be alive now that they've started to close in. Rather, given the organization and efficiency of the company's employees, we should all be dead within ten minutes of Xiao Li being taken down."

The leader cursed, "Damn it, this must be the work of the New Alliance. The movie market we created in the dream world is threatening their underground black market."

Mr. Yu: "The new Union shouldn't have Dream Walkers, right?"

"They probably hired mercenaries," the leader said through gritted teeth. "It would be too easy to alert the company's dogs in real life, and if they brought in the company's special operations team, we would both be finished. So they chose to do it in the dream world."

Mr. Yu: "That makes sense. If they are mercenaries recruited from abroad, they are likely to have sufficient experience in using firearms."

Alliance Leader: "Little Li already encountered an enemy yesterday, but the enemy missed, allowing him to escape. This guy was attacked in a dream just yesterday, and now he's back in a dream again. He's really bold."

Mr. Yu placed his hands on the table and asked seriously, "Then what should we do?"

The leader thought for a moment and said, "What should we do? Let's go to the New Alliance and demand an explanation! Although I am a Dream Walker and you are a Physiognomist, we are both weaklings in reality, but what are we afraid of? At worst, we can release our spiritual energy on the street and attract the company's field team."

"They built the teahouse right under the company's nose so that everyone would be peaceful and not cause trouble when they went to drink tea. Now they can use that rule in return."

Mr. Yu was shocked: "We're going to the Xinhelian teahouse? This...this tea is terrible!"

“You don’t understand. If the New Alliance really makes a move, it’s actually more dangerous for us to be here. If we rush into the teahouse, they’ll have to reason with us. Otherwise, the Spiritual Energy Release Company will find out.”

Mr. Yu was still hesitant: "But they have guns. What if I get shot before I can release my spiritual energy?"

The alliance leader hesitated for a moment, but then immediately waved his hand: "Then let's fight to the death. You think the company won't find out if we fire shots in the city? Let's go! Take your car. If we go into the city now, we'll catch the teahouses when they open!"

(End of this chapter)