I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

Before Hungry Monkey and the others had a chance to ask, Sir Bai took a deep breath and quickly shared his thoughts.

"I have a Skill Book that has no class restrictions and can be used by any profession. As the Skill Level increases, so does its effect."

"I learned this skill quite a while ago and have already leveled it up to the max."

"Thanks to the Faction Effect of the Tomb Guardian, the passive effect can be upgraded without limit. My skill has already broken through the cap, but it's still not enough; I need to see further."

"I need an AI pill."

"To enter the deepest dream."

"In that dream, I can rapidly increase the proficiency of this skill."

"During these twenty minutes, I hope you can wake up Miao and have Miao take me quickly to the boundary line, then wake me up just as the decisive battle is about to begin, and throw me into the enemy's territory." Read exclusive adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

"Leave the rest to me."

"..."

After exchanging glances once again, Hungry Monkey, Yuan Buping, and the others nodded in agreement after a brief pause, "That's a solid plan, very thorough; but perhaps you don't need to wake up Miao. Let Miao sleep a little longer."

"After all, Miao's Gatling doesn't fly fast, it's just capable of flying in the sky."

"If it's speed you want, I have a better way."

"I have three AI pills; that's no problem. But are you sure you can wake up? Even if you can wake up, can you maintain a clear consciousness in the dream to improve your passive skill?"

"I have a way."

Seeing that Hungry Monkey and the others agreed, Sir Bai finally relaxed: "Every time I guard a grave for someone, I absorb all of their memories. To date, I have absorbed tens of thousands of memories."

"My mind is as chaotic as a library."

"Dreams can't stop me."

"I've experienced a double-layered dream, maintaining complete clarity of consciousness. Each absorbed memory forms a subconscious personality, but these subconscious personalities do not take control; my main consciousness remains unshakable."

"When my spirit world is under attack or subjected to hypnosis, these tens of thousands of subconscious personalities form protective walls to ensure the safety of my main consciousness."

"Time is of the essence. Give me the pill first. When you wake me up, just make me feel a strong sensation of falling. It's best to throw me from mid-air to experience a clear loss of gravity."

"Understood."

Hungry Monkey didn't dawdle, immediately stuffing the AI pill into Sir Bai's mouth. Soon enough, Sir Bai fell into a groggy sleep.

...

A year on Earth, a day in Heaven.

Sir Bai only slept for about twenty minutes in reality, but in the dream, it had been several years, long enough to raise his passive skill to a desired level.

"That's really great."

Hungry Monkey looked enviously at the sleeping Sir Bai: "I wish I had the ability to remain conscious in deep dreams too. I wonder if my Strength Value also increases by one point every day in deep dreams."

"If that's the case, then I would be invincible in no time."

"..."

Hearing this, Zhou Shen couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth. Eight hours in the real world roughly equaled seventy years in a dream; gaining one point of strength daily for seventy years, he dared not imagine what kind of monster Hungry Monkey would become if he spent seventy years in dreams every night for a year.

"Stop dreaming."

He interrupted Hungry Monkey's fantasies: "That's impossible. Sir Bai's case is fighting poison with poison. The biggest danger of deep dreams is they give you a segment of extremely realistic memory, blurring the line between dream and reality."

"This makes you unable to break free from the dream for a long time, and you wouldn't even realize you're dreaming."

"For most people, this experience would be a fatal blow."

"But Sir Bai is different. His mind contains tens of thousands of exceedingly real life memories, which means he's been to deep dreams tens of thousands of times, so one more time is nothing to him."

"No wonder Sir Bai rarely talks; I guess when speaking with us, he has to remember which personality we're friends with. With tens of thousands of life memories, it's surprising that he hasn't developed a split personality; Sir Bai is truly resilient."

"By the way, Hungry Monkey, speaking of which, you promised Sir Bai that you would get him to his destination within twenty minutes."

"What means of transportation do you have?"

"What's the rush?"

Hungry Monkey curled his lip, "You'll see. I've got it figured out, don't worry."

"Huh."

Zhou Shen suddenly looked towards a man and a woman huddled together not far away, who seemed to be deeply in love: "Aren't they Vixen and Pretty Boy? Do they look in love again?"

"Tell me, Hungry Monkey, it's this guy who cuckolded you, and now they're back in love. Aren't you going to do something about it?"

This man and woman had also been brought along when they evacuated.

It must be said.

They were lucky. Had they not been caught, they might not have survived until now.

"Why bother?"

Hungry Monkey shook his head, casually remarking: "I actually instructed them to get back together and to keep up the appearance of being deeply in love at all times. It makes the game more interesting for me."

"You wouldn't understand."

"I kind of get it."

Zhou Shen spoke with a complex expression: "The people of Stone Fort Civilization like to play with living dolls, and you like it too, only they play with the body, and you play with the mind."