Shang Lin's guess shocked She Jinxing so much that he was speechless for a long time. But in the end, he came to his senses and asked, "Sect Master, are you saying that the new director dragged you into his dream?!"
“Maybe!” Shang Lin continued to speculate, following his own line of thought, in the face of She Jinxing’s shock, who was even stuttering a little. “You see, every time I dream, I’m basically dragged into the dream by something different, from Qiu Niang, Lotus Mirror, Ghost Bride and so on. So according to this logic, being dragged into the dream by that new director doesn’t seem so strange.”
That sounds plausible, but, "When the sect leader was dragged into the dream by the aliens, he had contact with them. But you and that new director, let alone had any contact, you haven't even seen each other's faces. How could he have dragged you into the dream? Was it all just your imagination?"
Shang Lin fell silent instantly. What She Jinxing said was indeed the case. He had never met or had any contact with the new director. So, "Does indirect contact count?"
She Jinxing was instantly confused and subconsciously asked, "What indirect contact?" Why was he having trouble keeping up with the sect leader's train of thought?
“Lan Xuan!” Shang Lin suddenly felt that the more he thought about it, the more correct he became. “Didn’t Lan Xuan help me take that little boy away? I saw that his soul was unstable at the time, so I gave him a Soul Stabilizing Pill. So it’s impossible for him not to be noticed after he goes back, right? So…”
"Sect Master, are you saying that Lan Xuan and that new director talked about you?!" She Jinxing was immediately annoyed. "Didn't he say before that he would keep his mouth shut and not mention us?"
Compared to She Jinxing's frustration, Shang Lin said calmly, "That new director is Lan Xuan's superior, and we need Lan Xuan's help. If the director asks, how can he hide it? Does he want to switch jobs or resign? Besides, we live in the same city. How long can we hide it? Unless we all stay at home and do nothing."
That's what he said, but She Jinxing was still a little angry. However, he wasn't angry at Lan Xuan, but at the new director who had put their sect leader in a dangerous situation. It was simply outrageous.
No, it's hateful.
However, "If it really was that new director who dragged the sect leader into his dream, then he's too powerful. If he wants to do something to us, then we don't have much of a chance of winning."
Shang Lin's expression suddenly turned serious. "Lan Xuan said he's the legendary Fallen God. Could it be true?! If it is, and he can even drag people he's never met into his dreams, he might very well be the legendary Night Wanderer!"
"Holy crap, the more I guess, the more accurate it seems!" Shang Lin suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, because this was no good news. His dream was being controlled by someone else, and he was fighting alone...
Haha, am I going to live a life hanging by a thread from now on?!
ah! ! !
Shang Lin really wanted to roar to the sky. When he first transmigrated, he was almost dying from illness, but he had never been on the verge of death like this. It was so thrilling!
What should we do? Should we talk to the new department head?
Ugh, pshaw, are you out of your mind? Going there like that, are you trying to deliver yourself to their deaths and boost their sales figures? ???
The Sect Master Shang, who used to be able to remain calm and composed in the face of anything, was so agitated for the first time since coming to the human realm. Even just his inner thoughts made She Jinxing feel that his aura was unstable.
But this was the first time She Jinxing had experienced or even heard of such a bizarre event, so he was somewhat at a loss and could only subconsciously ask, "What should we do?"
What to do? Shang Lin also wanted to ask what to do, but her mind was a mess and she couldn't think of anything. All she could say was, "What else can we do? Let's stock up on all kinds of equipment first, so we don't run out of things when we need them."
She Jinxing hurriedly said, "What does the sect leader need to buy? I'll go buy it right now."
"Let me go to the Dragon Spirit Tower first and then I'll get you a referral."
Before he could finish speaking, Shang Lin vanished. It was truly painful to waste equipment when there was no money to be made, but to save his life, he had to continue wasting it. It was infuriating.
However, Shang Lin's actions were so swift that She Jinxing was stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He never expected that their sect leader would also lose his composure.
Although it is very unkind to think this way during such a crisis, it is precisely this kind of sect leader that gives people the feeling that he is indeed a human being, rather than a god who is indifferent to joy and sorrow and coldly observes the world.
Shang Lin entered the Dragon Spirit Tower dressed in his pajamas, which startled even the God Lord, who subconsciously asked, "Did you sleepwalk in?"
"What sleepwalking?" Shang Lin looked at the Divine Lord, puzzled. "I've already eaten breakfast, okay? What does that have to do with sleepwalking?"
The deity was even more puzzled. "Then why are you still wearing your pajamas?"
Shang Lin then looked down and realized, "Damn, I forgot in my haste." But pajamas are pajamas, anyway, we're in the Dragon Spirit Tower and there are no outsiders around.
The deity suddenly looked at Shang Lin with a scrutinizing gaze, "Has something happened?"
As Shang Lin made his way to the second floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower, he replied, "There was a little incident, but it's nothing serious. It's just a bit expensive. I need to take stock of the equipment now and see what raw materials I need so that Little Snake can go and buy them."
God, "..."
Even after all this, you still call it a small matter? These money-grubbers are already burning through cash, what does this have to do with Xiao Neng?
The Divine Lord also hurriedly went up to the second floor of the Dragon Spirit Tower. In order not to affect Shang Lin's work, he floated in a corner above and asked, "What exactly happened?"
Instead of answering, Shang Lin asked, "When I dream, can the God-King enter my dream with me?"
"Of course not." What a completely unrelated question! But the Divine Lord still answered honestly, "I am just a tower spirit, not a part of your body. Wait a minute, are you dreaming again? Who dragged you into your dream this time?"
Shang Lin continued working with his hands, but replied, "Little Snake and I just guessed that he might be the new director of the Underworld Office."
"What?!" The Divine Lord felt as if he were hallucinating. "You've seen him?"
“No.” Shang Lin picked up a pen and paper and began to write, “But I’ve met him indirectly through Lan Xuan.”
"Even so, he wouldn't have such great supernatural powers, would he? Is it so easy for him to drag you into a dream? You're not an ordinary human."
"But what if he's a night owl?"
Shang Lin spoke casually, but the Divine Lord was stunned. "How is that possible!?"
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