Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 520 - 519 Sleep

Seeing Zhao Haomiao knocked out with a single hit, Zhou Bai revealed a satisfied smile.

Craving the ability of the first star point, after his research during this period of time, although he still didn't understand the principle, he had become adept at its application.

Zhou Bai understood that this ability wasn't like what he had previously thought, requiring a face-to-face encounter and clear identification of his identity to use. That wasn't necessary.

Just like what he had done using Gu Letian's identity, as long as he himself triggered a surge in the other's desires, even if he concealed his identity and acted in secret, he could still strip away the other's greed and erase their desires.

And what he was doing now was to provoke the other's emotions bit by bit.

Just then, accompanied by a soft noise, a dashing figure also leaped onto Zhao Haomiao's windowsill.

Zhou Bai turned his head to look and said, "Christina, you've come?"

Christina replied, "Mhm."

Then he saw Christina controlling Zhou Bai's physical body, standing directly on the windowsill.

Her visit today was partly to coordinate with Zhou Bai, and partly because, in fact, she was worried that Zhou Bai, on impulse, might mess up Zhao Haomiao too much.

Seeming to know what Christina was worried about, Zhou Bai said, "Don't worry, I know my limits."

"And this time..." Zhou Bai spoke with conviction, "I am not doing this for personal vendetta."

The thought that his current laziness value had accumulated to 2.1 million and he was only 100,000 away from unlocking the next star point caused Zhou Bai to experience waves of longing for laziness value.

He had to earn a large amount of laziness value, to light up the remaining eight star points of greed, so he could rapidly increase his strength. Whether it was the discourse in Daluo Heaven or the entire world situation, he needed to have formidable power to face it.

"After all, possessing the Nine Calamities of Heaven and Man, I might already be humanity's last secret weapon. If I am strong, then humanity is strong."

"I am targeting Zhao Haomiao to defeat the Heavenly Demon, to overturn the Celestial Court, for the future of humanity, for garbage disposal, without any personal emotion mixed in."

Christina was silent for a moment, then said helplessly, "Promise me, no killing, okay?"

"And... don't lock people up to farm experience points."

"Also... best not to drive people insane."

"And... don't make people eat shit..."

"Enough, enough." Zhou Bai said exasperatedly, "You talk as if I am exceedingly wicked. I just want to quietly collect garbage."

"By the way, hide well and don't let him discover you later."

With a slight movement, Christina had already darted out, hiding outside the apartment door.

Zhou Bai looked at the fallen Zhao Haomiao and thought, "Sorry, Zhao Haomiao."

"For the future of the human race, I can only inconvenience you a bit and let you sleep for a while longer."

"Right, can't let him recognize me." As Zhou Bai willed it, his Primordial Spirit turned into a vague human figure.

"All right, next, as long as I diminish his desires one by one, take control of all his desires, and then my true self will come to talk to him, I can easily change his mind."

Thinking this, Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit power swirled and had already entered the other's sea of consciousness.

"To prevent his resistance, first suppress his physical body."

...

20 minutes earlier.

Zhao Haomiao lay on the ground, feeling entirely drained, with no desire to cultivate.

"What's the matter? Why do I feel so lazy today?"

He looked at the ceiling. His rationality told him that he should complete today's task, but his instincts simply couldn't muster the energy, and he didn't want to get up at all.

The air seemed tinged with a lazy feeling.

"After all, even if you cultivate, you can't outdo those geniuses, so why not just rest."

"Sigh, sleeping just leads to dreaming, and dreaming involves cultivating."

"I just want to lie here, motionless, until I die."

But moments later, a piercing pain suddenly exploded behind Zhao Haomiao's head, catching him completely off guard, and he passed out.

In the stupor, Zhao Haomiao's Dream Heart Scripture began to operate on its own, and he successfully entered a dream, his own dream world.

And as soon as he entered, he felt something was off from the very beginning.

"What's going on? Is someone attacking me?"

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Zhao Haomiao was startled, immediately trying to exit the dream and awaken.

But upon awakening, he felt as though he was being held down by an incredibly evil and bizarre force, unable to move, speak, or even open his eyes as if his body no longer belonged to him.

He was like being sunk into an unfathomably deep nightmare, unable to do anything.

...

"Hm? He's awake?"

Bang!

...

Zhao Haomiao had once again entered the realm of dreams.

"What exactly is going on?

Zhao Haomiao's mind was filled with shock and anger, a sense of fear lingering around his heart, worrying him that his attacker meant him harm.

He quickly spurred the Dream Heart Scripture, aiming to wake up again. This time he tried his best to control his body, his breathing, heartbeat, and even the movement of his eyeballs. He wanted to feign unconsciousness to avoid getting knocked out again by the assailant.

But when he woke up, he still couldn't move a muscle.

He couldn't open his eyes or mouth; he felt like he had become a vegetable, even his Primordial Spirit power couldn't be transmitted.

And in such a condition, Zhao Haomiao kept trying, struggling with his physical body.

Because he had a very bad premonition, he felt he must keep struggling, or perhaps something worse might happen.

And the cultivation of the Dream Heart Scripture granted his consciousness and Primordial Spirit a power far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.

Finally, after his relentless struggle, Zhao Haomiao felt his eyelids loosen, and he managed to open his eyes slightly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhao Haomiao eagerly looked around, wanting to see what was attacking him.

But after scanning the room, which seemed empty, and accompanied by a chilling sensation, he felt something watching him. He quickly turned his gaze, aiming underneath the bed.

And beneath the dim bed, he saw a head glowing with a gray light just sitting on the floor, with a vague human face looking in his direction.

Although he couldn't make out the gaze of the other, Zhao Haomiao could feel that it was watching him.

He was alarmed: 'What is that?'

Then he felt a slight dizziness in his head, and he passed out again.

...

"Hmm? What's with this guy? How can he wake up from this?"

...

Zhao Haomiao returned to the dream world, recalling the thing he saw before losing consciousness, and a chill ran up his spine, with fear spreading through his consciousness.