Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 118 At the same time, on the other side

Wang Yunxiao stopped in his tracks, braced his knees, and took two long breaths, allowing the sweat to drip onto the ground.

He tossed aside the weighted backpack he was carrying, did some light movements to soothe his tired muscles, and then started to bounce in place.

Every morning and evening, he’d cross-country trek five kilometers with weight, plus half an hour of physical exercise; this was the limit for Wang Yunxiao’s current physical condition.

Anything more would be excessive.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to train this way before, but mainly because his economic strength couldn’t support the consumption.

In layman’s terms, he couldn’t eat enough.

But now, things were different; he had much more leeway.

Nurse Liu had brought back a batch of supplies for them, including a full box of braised pork in cans, a hundred jin of food coupons, thirty jin of meat coupons, and twenty jin of compressed military rations. There was also a pistol, a matched magazine, and a box of thirty pistol rounds.

He was suddenly wealthy.

Although it was still not up to Wang Yunxiao’s expectations.

The Lotus Seed Pod Monster they had killed in the Outer Dimension looked to be at least the size of a small calf, but the pollutants collected by Little Gourd after its death turned out not to weigh much.

According to Nurse Liu, if a jin of pollutants could be exchanged for ten jin of meat, they barely had about ten jins’ worth.

Severely water-injected.

But no matter what, this was a good start.

The pistol wasn’t the one Wang Yunxiao had handed in, but it was the same model, and the quality was not bad either. This showed that the military indeed had good credibility and did not skimp on their deal at all.

Since humans have mastered firearms, the efficiency of injuring their own kind has seen a qualitative leap.

And if this was the case against one’s own kind, even more so when dealing with Aliens.

Having a gun in hand calms the heart. Now that he had some spare time, he needed to upgrade the equipment of the other brothers as well.

But this was not the most urgent task at hand.

Although the Mutant Demon had already been dispersed into oblivion in front of everyone, there were still many problems waiting for Wang Yunxiao to solve.

"Big brother, here’s a towel,"

Little Gourd came over with a towel and a water bottle, sporting a sweet smile on her face.

The other brothers were still struggling on the road; they wanted to train with Wang Yunxiao too, but whether it was willpower or physical strength, they were all lacking.

The training methods, breathing techniques, and fighting skills provided in the teaching materials distributed by Nurse Liu were the best choices for them, bar none.

Wang Yunxiao’s training methods were actually the same as theirs; a person has only so many muscles and bones, no matter how one trains, the fundamental principles remain.

He just trained with a greater volume.

Although he had no memory of this, he seemed to innately know how to adjust his muscles, bones, and breathing rhythm to the most suitable state, achieving the most extreme training effect with the same physical energy consumption.

Could it be that I am a martial arts prodigy with exceptional talent?

Wiping the sweat off his head with the towel he took, Wang Yunxiao subconsciously glanced at the muscles on his arm.

There was slightly some improvement, but it was far from enough. His body was still too fragile, causing him a peculiar delusion that he dare not exert all his strength for fear he might twist himself into a pretzel.

Then, he noticed Little Gourd’s face pretending to be nonchalant while stealing glances.

Has she never seen such a robust man before?

Wang Yunxiao coughed and said sternly, "Jiang Xiaotang!"

"Eek!"

Suddenly being called by her full name, Little Gourd instinctively shivered, and a flush of red swept across her cheeks in an instant.

"Big... Big Brother..."

"Didn’t I tell you we need to have a serious chat when we find the time?"

Nearly a week had passed since the last full moon night, and during this week, Wang Yunxiao spent time indulging with his brothers in gluttony, only starting their training after they had their fill.

It was time to address those issues that had been temporarily set aside.

Hearing Wang Yunxiao speak in such a serious tone, Little Gourd knew that today, no matter what, she couldn’t avoid it.

Originally, she had hoped Big Brother had only said it in passing and would forget about it afterward.

But she also knew realistically that wasn’t the case.

If Wang Yunxiao lacked even that bit of shrewdness, he wouldn’t be the leader of this gang.

"Is it an unspeakable secret, or are you worried I can’t handle the truth?"

Wang Yunxiao took a big gulp from the water bottle, passed it back to Little Gourd, looked her in the eyes, and said earnestly, "If you’re in a tough spot that you can’t talk about, then you don’t have to say anything. With Big Brother here, no one can force you to do anything you don’t want to. But if it’s the latter... you should have a little more faith in Big Brother. We’ve gotten through days far more difficult and tough than this, what can’t we accept?"

Little Gourd hesitated for a long time, biting her lip, but ultimately, under Wang Yunxiao’s scrutinizing gaze, she admitted defeat.

"Big Brother, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but the truth is too dangerous..."

"More dangerous than Dumpling’s grandma?"

Even if Little Gourd didn’t tell him, Wang Yunxiao had his suspicions. Weapons from the Outer Dimension could be contaminated and brought back to the Real World. What about people from the Outer Dimension?

On the full moon night, the Real World swallows the Outer Dimension.

When the moon hides, the Outer Dimension invades the Real World.

Would Dumpling’s grandma come to this world? What kind of being would she be? Could she maintain her sanity and communicate normally?

"Teacher Liu once said, ’Matter is the vessel of thought.’"

Little Gourd whispered.

"The true meaning of this saying is that the reality we see depends on our thoughts."

"The truth is, on that night, our bodies didn’t physically leave the Real World on an objective level; it was our collective consciousness that fell into a dream."

"The existence of the Outer Dimension depends on the whims of our subconscious mind."

"Because we subconsciously believed we hadn’t left the school, that’s where we found ourselves upon entering."

"Daytime thoughts lead to nighttime dreams. What we see in the Outer Dimension depends on what we wish to see."

Wang Yunxiao lapsed into deep thought.

Indeed, some things aren’t such that the more you know, the better. The more you know, the more ignorant you feel.

"So according to what you’ve said... how can we prove that we are in a state of clarity in the Real World?"

"We can’t prove it. Perhaps this Real World that we’re experiencing is also an Outer Dimension, a dream that is incredibly real."

Little Gourd sighed, "This is the world as Chess Herald sees it, and also the secret that Advisor must keep hidden. Speaking of it wouldn’t make anyone believe it; it wouldn’t have any positive significance. It would only make those who learn the truth start doubting themselves, slowly sinking into paranoia and madness."

Wang Yunxiao still didn’t quite understand.

"So Dumpling’s grandma..."

"That’s right, just like what you’re thinking, Big Brother. If Dumpling’s obsession is deep enough, and he finds the right way, he can indeed bring back the family member from his memories from Dreamland to this world... as long as he doesn’t consider the consequences."