Late at night.

Inside the inspector's dormitory.

The powerful air currents sweeping through the sky continuously slapped against the window, making a snapping sound.

This caused the face of a sleeping man with a hooked nose inside the room to contort, and his eyeballs under his eyelids to roll around constantly, as if he was having a nightmare.

Chason stood inside a building without doors or exits, resembling a labyrinth; he had given up on escaping.

He had tried many times to leave but could not escape.

But now, he had finally regained some clarity.

"I stumbled in here in a daze, earlier I almost couldn't control my own body or memories, and now... I've finally remembered, I'm sleeping, I'm dreaming, Li Wei, get out!"

Snap, snap!

The sound of clapping rang out, and Zhong Shenxiu slowly emerged from the dream: "Worthy of being an inspector, your control over your own emotions and your ability for calm analysis are quite remarkable."

"It was indeed you, after all, the records showed you had mastered the Spirit's ability." The expression on Chason's face instantly became extremely gloomy: "What are you planning to do? Attacking an inspector of Sky City, you will be pursued and face the severest punishment! You freak, monster!"

"Are you trying to provoke me?"

Zhong Shenxiu spoke without a trace of emotion: "You want me to kill you directly, no, you already know that you won't escape, but you want to provoke me, to give you the most terrifying nightmare, and leave enough traces and clues?"

Though murdering someone in a dream was bizarre, Sky City was not without experience in dealing with mental contamination!

Moreover, once Chason died, a pursuit would certainly be triggered, and the recently inspected, clearly hostile Li Wei Mojito, who possessed the Spirit's abilities, would definitely be the primary suspect!

"You sensed my hostility?"

Chason cracked a twisted smile, clearly half-mad under immense pressure: "You can't kill me directly, so what are you planning? Pretending it's a suicide? Useless, I've already left a suicide note. As soon as the case is investigated, they'll definitely catch you!"

"You're truly insane, but I can't let you affect me."

Zhong Shenxiu said with a smile: "No one knows you better than yourself, so I've prepared a formidable opponent for you."

He slightly turned his body, allowing a 'person' who looked exactly like Chason to walk out from the darkness.

"The most eerie power of the Spirit is not the ability to create dreams, but rather to guide another personality to emerge within the dream, completely controlled by me, subservient to my will. Tonight, this personality of yours will die, and a new personality will be born to dominate your body... It will inherit all your memories and habits, turning your targeted arrangements into a joke."

"And then, you will become my most valuable subordinate."

Zhong Shenxiu's voice echoed and gradually faded away.

"No! No!"

Chason watched his cold self slowly approaching, his facial expression increasingly collapsing, as if the dam he had built with his reason had abruptly crumbled.

In an instant, he gritted his teeth and crashed headfirst into the wall, his head breaking open and bleeding.

He attempted to wake himself with intense pain, even to the point of suicide, to see if he could escape within the dream.

His attempt succeeded!

He collapsed onto the ground, his consciousness fading.

But at the same time, another emotionless voice faintly spoke up: "Your main consciousness has chosen a path of self-destruction, it will be amplified and distorted until it truly dissipates, and I will replace you... Thank you for willingly stepping aside, the one who wakes up will be me."

"No!"

Chason's personality emitted its final roar and then plunged into eternal darkness.

The next moment.

In the sound of the fierce wind slapping against the windows, the real Chason slowly climbed up from the bed.

His expression was wooden, and his movements were mechanical like a baby who had just learned to walk.

But gradually, his actions became more fluid.

Chason put on his coat, then sat and thought and bent down under the bed, tore off a strip of clear tape from the wooden board, and took out an attached letter.

Immediately, he went to the bathroom, expressionlessly lit it, and flushed the ashes down the toilet.

...

"The ability of the 'Faceless Spirit' is truly terrifying," Koro mused if Shenxiu's plans succeeded, the entire convoy could be broken from the inside...

Today, after observing the dreamscape of Morey Pavilion, he had taken care of Chason's problem according to the marks made.

"If this were a mortal world, having this ability would make one an uncrowned king, a ruler of all, even in Sky City, it could cause quite a stir... after all, humans and monsters are different, consciously using this ability can create even more terrifying destruction, of course, there are defenses here..."

Shenxiu looked around and saw several doors, blurry and illusionary, 'doors'.

Some were simple and ordinary, just wooden doors, representing the dreamscapes of ordinary people with little protection.

But beyond that, there were other gates, their material ordinary yet tinged with a magnificent color, representing some sort of protection!

"Arrangements against spiritual contamination, hmm, those with authority above department heads should have them."

Besides, Shenxiu saw iron doors, bronze gates—each representing a 'Demon Hunter's' dreamscape.

Their dreamscapes had resistance; they could realize they were dreaming, being invaded, and even retaliate.

And in the entire Sky City, there were a few black hole-like forbidden areas that even Shenxiu felt were dangerous.

For instance, the seal of places left by 'God-level Monsters' like Gorosa's Eye!

Besides that, there were also core places like the conference hall.

"After all, the Faceless Spirit is just a middle-rank dependent; if there weren't measures, Sky City would have been destroyed long ago..."

Thinking this, Shenxiu returned to his residence, lay on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next day, at the training grounds.

Morey Pavilion walked in absentmindedly, yawning.

Then he saw Li Wei walking toward him, smilingly greeting, "Li Wei, what do we have planned for today?"

"First, I need to train and teach you rookies..."

Shenxiu replied nonchalantly, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

"I've been having nightmares recently," Morey Pavilion answered casually.

"That must be because you're overthinking during the day, could it be because you saw beauties like Zola and Isabella?"

Shenxiu teased him then decided to provoke him a bit more later and continue exploring the dreamscape at night.

The memories of four years for one person are too chaotic, and what is revealed in the dreamscape is only a tiny part.

Not to mention, some deep memories need related stimuli before the person involved can recall them.

After all, dreamscapes abilities are not 'Soul Search'!

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