I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

The sun had just risen, but Fang Wuwei could no longer sleep.

Although they are underground and cannot see the sky, it does not mean that the Far East Society does not have clocks.

After Morisummer and others left, it was midnight and everyone went back to rest. Following Morisummer's instructions, Fang Wuwei fell asleep quickly.

His mental trauma requires rest in order to recover as soon as possible.

Naturally, with a dizzy head, he fell asleep faster and more soundly than anyone else, hoping that he would feel better after such a good sleep.

But he had a dream.

In his dream, he kept feeling a warmth in his body, as if he was soaking in an extremely comfortable hot spring, washing away his fatigue and making him feel very warm.

He hadn't dreamed for a long time, but that dream was nothing but a pure white space and something that looked like water under his feet.

This space lasted for a long time, but suddenly it changed.

This space was still pure white, but the water beneath his feet slowly began to glow, turning into a golden color, as bright and pure as gold, and...

So familiar.

In the dream, Fang Wuwei slowly lowered his body and looked inside through the golden water, only to find that there was nothing inside. Only wisps of unknown cotton-like substances were floating in this golden sea.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard footsteps behind him. Fang Wuwei stood up and turned around to look.

It was a person. The pure white space was so blurry due to the dream that he couldn't see the face clearly. He could only barely tell that it was a person.

In the dream, he seemed to have talked with that person for a long time, but he had forgotten what he said and what he heard...

Until finally, the man stretched out his hand and pointed at his chest. Fang Wuwei looked down and found that there was a tiny golden light spot on his chest, shining brightly.

Then, his vision was enveloped by a huge golden beam of light that shot up into the sky. The strong light suddenly lit up, and his vision began to become single and blurry.

He heard a smile.

Then he woke up.

He lay blankly on the bed, staring blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling above his head with lifeless eyes. Then Fang Wuwei sat up and stroked his head.

Have you been under too much pressure recently?

No...I'm afraid this is not just a dream.

Fang Wuwei felt a warmth throughout his body, a warmth that was reverberating, but this warmth did not come from the quilt on his body, but was stimulated from within his body, a warmth from the inside out.

His brain was extremely clear, and his mental trauma had completely recovered. In fact, his mental strength had increased.

This was almost impossible. According to Morisummer's diagnosis, although Fang Wuwei's mental trauma was not serious, it would take a day or two for him to fully recover, and he had only gone through a short night.

This seems to be related to this inexplicable dream...

But he had no idea about this dream, his memory began to blur, and he could not remember the conversation in the dream at all.

Who is that person? What's going on with that space? And that golden ocean...

Fang Wuwei was so confused that he had no intention of resting. He put on his clothes, stood up and walked outside.

He wanted to relax...

Fang Wuwei walked out of the treatment room and came outside, but saw a seemingly endless corridor and empty silence.

The sun is just rising and the day is just dawning, so everyone is still resting.

There was a sense of oppression in the air, and Fang Wuwei walked along the corridor all the way to the training room.

Not surprisingly, it was empty and dead silent.

It's a strange time now. Those who stayed up late have already packed up and gone to sleep, while those who got up early are still asleep. Only Fang Wuwei is left wandering around the base.

Leaning against the wall, Fang Wuwei sighed deeply. His heart had been numbed by the dream he had just had.

He didn't think that his mental trauma could recover so quickly. It had nothing to do with that dream or that warm current.

This means that he has become the focus of something.

He clearly remembered that there was a golden light in his body in the dream, and he also clearly remembered where this light came from.

He could think of only one source: the light spot that the invisible boundary line had planted deep in his soul in the surface world.

At that time, he thought it was just a plug-in carrier given to him by the invisible boundary line, but now it seems that it is probably a mark.

Marking his existence, that is to say, he might have become the brightest chess piece in the eyes of the invisible boundary line.

This is probably a hundred benefits and no harm...

As a member of the Guardian lineage, the Invisible Boundary Line would never attack him, so he seemed to be able to enjoy this special treatment without any worries.

But he still felt a little strange.

What's more, the dream brought more mysteries.

For example, the figure in the dream, he had no idea who it was, not even a clue.

And that golden ocean...it wasn't the first time he had seen it.

Although the invisible boundary line is something from the main world and can never harm him, he still feels uncomfortable because he doesn't know it.

The invisible boundary line is too mysterious. Even though Fang Wuwei knows that "He" will never harm him, he still feels helpless.

Well, just treat it as an extra hanging, no big deal... Oh, what can I do? I can't remove it, I can't take it off, so let it be.

Having figured it out, Fang Wuwei sat cross-legged on the ground, calmed himself, slowly closed his eyes, and prepared to feel the depths of his soul again to see if he could sense that light spot and get more clues.

Fang Wuwei was just about to calm down when the space around him began to twist and break.

This naturally frightened Fang Wuwei, but luckily he was still conscious and reacted immediately. He pulled out Qian's sword, stepped back a few steps to create some distance, looked at the distorted space with full vigilance, and prepared for battle.

Qian Da trembled slightly in his hand, and seemed to be somewhat excited. He and Fang Wuwei stared at the distorted space together.

Then, the dislocation that was like the collapse of the world caused the distortion of space to stop suddenly. On the originally empty floor, there stood a person with his back to Fang Wuwei.

The flowing waist-length black hair and the tall and slim figure clearly show that this is a woman.

The woman looked around and found that there seemed to be something wrong with the position. Then she turned around and saw Fang Wuwei standing there with a knife in his hand.

As the woman turned around, Fang Wuwei also saw her face.

She has red eyes, fair skin, and beautiful features. She is wearing a figure-hugging black outfit that shows off her broad mind and perfect figure.

The Holy Mediator, Touka Takanashi, the legendary ceiling of combat power who has single-handedly defeated the protagonist group several times, makes a grand appearance.

Fang Wuwei let down some of his guard and looked at the Saint Counselor.

The Holy Counselor looked at Fang Wuwei, his red eyes seemed to see through Fang Wuwei's body and straight into his soul.

She saw a spot of light deep in Fang Wuwei's soul, and she followed this spot of light to find this base. She had never been here before.

Looking closely at Fang Wuwei's face, the Saint Therapist felt a little moved.

To be personally recognized by the great invisible realm, this man is the first of his kind in thousands of years...

But why are you pointing a knife at me? Do you want to fight me?