"Lord Han Ling, are you awake?"

The familiar greetings came, and Han Ling, who was still a little sleepy, instantly cleared his eyes.

A smile spread across his face, and he asked in a slightly hoarse voice:

Good afternoon, Roderick. How did training go today?

The two chatted as usual.

But as they talked, a strange feeling welled up in Han Ling's heart.

He stretched and adjusted his posture, hoping to feel more comfortable, but the feeling still lingered.

No matter how he adjusted it, something just didn't feel right.

Han Ling asked in confusion:

"Roderick, don't you feel like I'm acting strange today? Look at my face, is it the same as usual?"

The two met eyes.

Roderick looked at Han Ling's face, a smile in his eyes, and said:

"Nothing's different, still very handsome."

Han Ling has delicate features and sharp eyes, but her smooth face shape reduces her aggressiveness.

"Really? No eye boogers, right?" Han Ling said, while bringing up the mirror that came with his personal computer and looking at his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Han Ling wiped his eyes. Instead of feeling relieved, the uncomfortable feeling was amplified.

He always felt that he was overlooking something.

Suddenly, Han Ling's eyes narrowed.

He sat up abruptly and looked around the bed.

Yes! Something's very wrong with the surrounding scenery!

His room wasn't complete at all!

Apart from the solid bed, all other items, including the floor, had blurred lines and edges, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

Han Ling's heart skipped a beat. Was he in danger again?

Without thinking twice, Han Ling immediately hung up the call to avoid implicating Roderick.

However, even after pressing the hang-up button repeatedly until sparks were flying, the screen remained motionless.

Just then, Roderick asked curiously:

"What's wrong, sir? Are you looking for something?"

Han Ling gave an awkward grin, unsure of what to say.

To avoid worrying Roderick, Han Ling could only make up a lie:

"It's nothing, I'm looking for a bath towel. I'll take a shower after I get up."

“A bath towel? Isn’t it right next to you?” Roderick said, pointing to the foot of the bed.

Han Ling followed Roderick's finger and looked towards the foot of the bed.

A used bath towel, almost crumpled into a ball, lay quietly at the foot of the bed.

Han Ling's breath hitched.

He was absolutely certain that the bath towel hadn't been there before!

Guaranteed by the spirit of the Yao Clan!

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Han Ling's mind.

A moment later, he turned to look at the screen and asked seriously:

"Roderick, where are your teammates? Isn't it a bit too quiet on your end?"

Previously, every time Roderick woke Han Ling up, the background noise was always loud.

After training, female soldiers often choose to lie down and chat with friends for a while.

Upon hearing this, Roderick looked somewhat bewildered.

"Huh? They...it seems like they're doing extra practice on the side?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Roderick turned his head and saw James and the others standing not far away.

Han Ling frowned: "Extra training? Turn the screen around, let me see."

Roderick obediently turned the screen around.

A few steps away, there was indeed a dozen or so female soldiers gathered together, seemingly talking quietly, all with their backs to Roderick.

Han Ling saw this scene through the light screen and shouted directly at them:

"Hey! Which one of you is James?"

The sound came out.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

More than a dozen female soldiers turned their heads at the same time and stared intently at Roderick.

Their facial expressions were blank, their eyes vacant, as if they were toys being manipulated.

Just then, one of the toys came to life, wearing its unchanging smile, waving at Roderick and shouting:

“I am James. You must be Roderick’s male? I’ve heard of you!”

Roderick, oblivious to anything amiss, chuckled:

"He is the James I told you about."

This bizarre scene is extremely terrifying.

But Han Ling almost burst out laughing; he seemed to know where the awkwardness came from.

Han Ling tentatively asked:

"Roderick, there don't seem to be many people at the training ground today?"

Roderick paused for a moment, then scratched his head:

"No, right? Today is a normal training session. Everyone is at the training ground."

The words had barely left his mouth.

One figure after another appeared on the playground and on the screen, all with their backs to Roderick.

Han Ling's smile widened at the sight, and his blood was boiling with excitement.

Roderick finally dreamed!

He can finally go find Roderick!

However, upon thinking about this, Han Ling awkwardly realized a problem.

Roderick is the controller of dreams.

He arranged to settle himself on Aphrodite.

This resulted in the two of them still being in different places in the dream, separated by a distance of more than half a star field.

Han Ling thought for a moment and realized he needed to find a way to get to Roderick's side.