Under the resentful gaze of System 333, Wei Sushen chose to start his daily tasks.

【Mission: A dream.

Note: There are many different countries in different spaces... Lilliput, the Kingdom of Wind, and the terrifying Kingdom of Dreams.

Countless epic stories of heroic bravery and war, struggles for supremacy, and tragic epics were born here. Join their battles, claim the top spot on the Heavenly Rankings, and be hailed by the world.

The world is so big, you want to go see it! 】

Wei Sushen stood there in silence for a second:...No, he doesn't want to.

Turning around, he found Fang Shan staring at him in a daze. Before Wei Sushen could speak, he took the initiative to walk into the cover and whispered with System 333.

System 333: "If this isn't a routine mission, why would it be going to another dimension?"

Fang Shan: "It's true that I'm born to be incompatible with everything."

System 333 bit his finger. "I thought you were just unlucky, but it turns out he's the real source of trouble."

Although their voices were quiet enough, the room was so small that a lot of them still reached Wei Sushen's ears. The latter frowned and asked, "Have you said enough?"

Fang Shan coughed lightly: "We are discussing the response strategy."

Wei Sushen was a serious man, especially compared to the two systems. He was considered a gentleman. He asked, "Why would daily tasks involve other dimensions?"

How can it be called "daily life" if you have to travel all the time?

Fang Shan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Otherwise, why hasn't it been sent out yet?"

This is a borderline mission that requires encountering a nightmare as an activation condition. There is no way it can be released!

On second thought, he sighed again. It wasn't a ghost seen in broad daylight, it was just a coincidence that they ran into him.

At this point, there was no point dwelling on it. Fang Shan nodded gently, "Let's do it now."

Wei Sushen glanced at the question at the bottom of the task about whether to accept the transfer, shook his head and chose "Yes".

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“Trash is trash.”

Absurd laughter came to my ears.

When Wei Sushen woke up, he saw three or four people surrounding him and punching and kicking him. Wei Sushen was startled and grabbed the fist that was swinging towards him.

"You still dare to resist." The man chuckled and was about to step on him.

The next second, there was a click.

"Great job, big brother!" A tall and thin man beside him said happily, "This kid has a broken bone. He'll probably have to stay in bed for ten days to half a month."

"Idiot!" The fat man cried in pain, "That's the sound of my bones breaking!"

The person next to him was kicked to the ground before he could react, and his face was rubbed painfully by the sole of the shoe.

Wei Sushen stepped on someone, his eyes thinking calmly... No wonder Fang Shan likes to step on people so much, especially on the face, it's really interesting!

"Let go, let go of my big brother!" The only one who hadn't been beaten yet, wanted to run away, but he couldn't stay either.

Wei Sushen stepped on the man with such force that blood came out of his mouth. He begged for mercy, "I was wrong, please let me go!"

After a few breaths, Wei Sushen finally walked around them.

The few people who were so arrogant just now were now like frightened quails. They stood in a row obediently and apologized with shameless faces.

Wei Sushen suddenly took out a dagger from his waist.

"Killing people will be punished by the academy!" someone said hurriedly.

Wei Sushen: "Keep yelling until I'm satisfied."

"What's your name?"

Wei Sushen glanced at him.

"Mr. Brave, spare my life?"

Another punch.

The fat man covered his face and said, "If I don't ask for mercy, am I going to call you a waste?"

Wei Sushen nodded: "Good understanding."

It would be a pity to refuse the slap in the face that comes right to your door.

The fat man thought he did it on purpose and said with a bitter face: "We know we were wrong."

Wei Sushen no longer concealed the murderous intent in his eyes, holding a sharp blade against the other person's neck: "Scream quickly."

"Waste, waste."

Wei Sushen was very satisfied with what he heard: "You are not confident enough, speak louder."

The fat man made up his mind——

"waste."

The two words almost resounded through the sky.

Wei Sushen glanced at the remaining two people, signaling them not to be idle either.

From dusk till nightfall, the three of them were almost exhausted from talking. In the end, their eyes were vacant and they kept repeating the word "waste" unconsciously.

"What a bad taste." Fang Shan's voice came from his head: "Even so, it's impossible to accumulate too much face-slapping points."

"It's better to have something than nothing." Wei Sushen said calmly, not knowing that the difference of one point is the difference between heaven and hell.

As he spoke, he digested his original body's memories. He was now in a place called the Land of Dreams. In this land, the most respected people were dream masters.

The Dream Master possesses his own nightmares, which allow him to exert extraordinary powers in battle.

His original name was Mo Xiu, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a waste, at least that was the case in the Imperial Academy where he was.

The Imperial Academy only admits the most exceptional students, though there are exceptions, such as those who rely on family merit to gain admission. However, this merit must be truly exceptional; otherwise, even the sons of a royal family would not be given the benefit of the doubt.

The people bullying Mo Xiu were also quite influential, and they had calculated that Mo Xiu wouldn't dare complain to his family. After all, he had already wasted a spot, and if he complained about being bullied at school again, he would probably be completely looked down upon.

Wei Sushen shook his head. The original owner was too weak. Although these three people were talented, they were young and had not yet awakened the power to summon nightmares. In terms of boxing and kicking skills, they were not very strong.

It was not until he turned and left that the people behind him regained some clarity.

"The awakening test will be in two days." The thin one helped the fat one up. "Wait until we successfully summon the nightmare, and then we'll give him a taste of his own medicine."

Wei Sushen guessed that they would have a desire for revenge, but he didn't take it to heart. The majestic power could be felt everywhere on campus. The guards leaned against the ancient trees to rest, and the ancient trees were the guards' nightmares.

The strength of nightmares is generally divided into five levels from A to E. A is already extremely good, and above A is S-level, and there are not many people in the world.

The dean of the Imperial College is one of those few.

As for the original owner, he was the most useless one and had no ability to summon a nightmare.

Wei Sushen looked up at the sky, very satisfied with his current status. With the status of a loser, perhaps his face-slapping value could reach a new high.

He swaggered around the academy, hoping to face less discrimination before rising.

A handsome man walked towards them, his eyes arrogant, and he looked the type who was not to be messed with. Wei Sushen walked towards him quickly, expecting to be called a waste again.

The man stopped when he saw him and said disapprovingly, "You've already been held back one level. The awakening test will be in two days. This is your last chance."

At the last moment, we should seize the time to strengthen our telekinesis.

Wei Sushen waited for a long while, but didn't hear any insults. He frowned and said, "Is that all you want to say?"

The man did not get angry at his harsh tone. Instead, he said, "Maybe you will be a late bloomer. Don't underestimate yourself."

After he left, Wei Sushen met a few more people. Most of them ignored him, but some stopped to comfort him, which made him very disappointed.

Fang Shan reminded faintly: "Most people in the world are normal."

Wei Sushen: "Aren't you going to show up?"

Fang Shan: "This body is indeed useless, so I have no choice but to condescend and serve as your nightmare demon."

Wei Sushen looked around: "It's amazing."

This was the most bizarre world he had ever seen, even surpassing the world of cultivation in some sense.

Apart from anything else, the Imperial Academy was built on the clouds, and what supported the Imperial Academy was a nightmare of the principal.

Dreaming is one way to cultivate telekinesis. To ensure that every student's dreams are not disturbed, the dormitories are all single rooms. This provides convenience for Wei Sushen. At least he and Fang Shan don't have to hide their conversations on weekdays.

Fang Shan came out and stretched: "As a waste, the host's starting point is still very high."

The Mo family is a military family that has guarded the peace of the empire for hundreds of years. Even the king does not dare to offend the Mo family easily.

In this country where strength overrides royal authority, there is no such thing as someone who is more capable than his master. All capable people strive to pursue higher realms.

The three lists of Heaven, Earth and Man are the best references.

The more people on the list, the stronger the nation. The Dream Kingdom is at a disadvantage in this regard, but it still ranks among the Four Great Kingdoms because ten people from the Dream Kingdom are on the Heavenly List.

Only the strongest are qualified to enter the Heavenly Ranking.

"Number one on the Heavenly Ranking." Fang Shan yawned, "The road ahead is long and arduous."

Wei Sushen said calmly, "No problem."

Fang Shan looked over and heard him say, "System 333 is praying for us."

If the mission fails, System 333 will also be buried with it.

Fang Shan was immediately overjoyed, but after a moment his expression returned to seriousness: "Host, you must improve your telekinesis as quickly as possible. The strength I can exert depends largely on your accumulation."

There was a knock on the dormitory door. Fang Shan and Wei Sushen looked at each other and disappeared into each other's bodies.

A red-haired boy came in and handed him a bottle of potion: "Your father asked me to bring this. It can improve your telekinesis."

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Xiu had been fed countless precious potions, yet his telekinesis remained unchanged. The red-haired boy gave him a sympathetic look, his lips moving slightly before he left without a word.

Due to his low telekinetic power, Mo Xiu did not have a very good life in the big family, but because of his parents' protection, no one dared to openly make things difficult for him.

All the resources that should be given are available, and most people's attitude towards him can be described as indifference.

Wei Sushen actually would rather be bullied in a big family, so that he can have fewer concerns when doing things.

To gain a more intuitive understanding, Fang Shan took a study manual from the table and began to read it. It briefly introduced the origins of the Imperial Academy and the school's relevant regulations, with a particular focus on the awakening test.

Although acquired efforts are important, without great luck, talent comes first in the dreamland.

The awakening test determines the resources the school will invest in a student.

Fang Shan put the manual aside and patted Wei Sushen on the shoulder: "In the awakening test, I will definitely let the host shine."

Wei Sushen's body stiffened slightly: "Have you ever considered going for a low-key luxury route?"

I waited a long time for a reply, and then I looked at Fang Shan, who was still thinking about the image when he debuted... There are thousands of types of nightmares, and the system vowed to be the one that attracts the most attention!

The author has something to say: Fang Shan: We must sing all the way!