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Hungry Monkey spoke expressionlessly, "I don't like becoming a unit of measurement."

Elder Bai continued without paying attention to him, "The 1.7 billion Undead that died in the War of Civilizations can all be utilized by me. As you've also noticed, some are rather disobedient. They're still being tamed. Once they're fully subdued, we should be able to train a vast Undead army."

"As for other effects, I'm still exploring."

"This Life-bound Tomb is too large; even I have not fully examined all the structures within. Every structure inside was formed on its own, and I don't even know what's inside. This will take a lot of time to explore."

"Very well."

Chen Miao chuckled lightly without much significance, nor did he mind anything. Although Elder Bai had not brought him any benefits since he joined the Tomb Guardian team, he had taken away a tremendous advantage from him.

An average person would definitely feel somewhat unpleasant about this.

But it was alright for him. After all, these corpses would be useless to him even if Elder Bai hadn't taken them. The Tomb Guardian Power was called as such indeed, but there were actually no Tomb Guardians in its ranks, with only Elder Bai himself having Tomb Guardian as his Hidden Occupation.

All of this was not very important.

After all, what did it matter if there were 1.7 billion Undead?

He had already annihilated 1.7 billion living beings. What were Undead, whose strength was countless times weaker than the living, to him? They were not worth considering, and wiping them out again would not put any pressure on him.

"Hungry Monkey mentioned you have many memories sealed in your mind?"

"Yes, yes."

Elder Bai was now much more respectful than before, earnestly replying, "The memory of each corpse I guard appears deep within the Memory Palace of my mind, and nearly all of them are sealed away."

"Only a small portion of memories I find interesting are extracted for me to watch."

"The experience of watching is like living through it in the first person, a quite interesting and unique experience, but it can easily lead to identity confusion. If one doesn't have strong self-control, or the dominance of the primary personality is not very high, it's easy for personalities to invade and begin to split, eventually leading to a mental breakdown."

"Once a personality splits off..."

"And within my brain, all the sealed memories could split off a personality of their own; the scene would be somewhat out of control."

"I understand."

Chen Miao nodded thoughtfully, "That's also why you could wake up from the deepest layer of your dream after taking the ai pill."

Indeed.

What's the biggest danger in the deepest part of a dream? It's that you can't feel you're in a dream, living with a set of entirely virtual memories. For an average person, it's an unprecedented experience, but for Elder Bai, it's something he's been through countless times.

With that said, of course, it would not be a problem for him.

"It was also my first attempt."

Elder Bai, somewhat frightened by the prospect, continued, "This is just my conjecture; before this, I had never entered the deepest level of the dream. After all, it would be no joke if I couldn't wake up."

"But the temptation of the Life-bound Tomb was too great, and I impulsively tried it this time."

"I understand."

Chen Miao did not continue speaking, but his expression gradually grew strange. After a moment, he sized up Elder Bai, "In that case, doesn't it mean your advantage is a bit too great? You can maintain complete clarity in the deepest layers of dreams and use it to passively cultivate your skills."

"And the effect of the Tomb Guardian Power is that passive skills have no Level Up limit."

"Eight years in reality is equivalent to seventy years in the deepest part of the dream."
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"Does that mean you can increase the proficiency of a certain passive skill by seventy years every night without any cost?"

There's no need for detailed calculations.

Just a rough consideration is enough to imagine this scenario. Although passive skills basically have no attack skills and are mostly support skills, like the marksman passive skill Eagle Eye.

But even the most useless passive skill, subjected to this kind of limitless upgrading, is a terrifying thing.

And this means that Elder Bai's strength was beginning to shake his position.

"It won't work."

Elder Bai shook his head regretfully, "It won't work. My mind has too many memories sealed within it. When I entered the deepest mystery of the battlefield, it took me a long time to wake up, because although I realized I was in a dream…"

"I couldn't confirm which memory was really me."

"After searching among tens of thousands of memories, I finally identified which was truly mine."

"It's a very time-consuming and energy-draining process, and there's no room for errors. Once I choose incorrectly, the one who wakes up might not be me."

"And now—"

"I've sealed 1.7 billion memories in my brain, an exaggerated number. If I now enter the deepest layers of the dream, it's essentially a death sentence. There's no chance for me to accurately and without mistake find among those 1.7 billion memories which one is genuinely me."

"In the process of searching, my consciousness would gradually be eroded away."

"I'm fundamentally unable to enter the deepest part of the dream now."

As he spoke, everyone could clearly see the regret and sorrow on Elder Bai's face. It seemed that Elder Bai had missed a huge opportunity; if he had been willing to try earlier and discovered he could maintain clarity at the deepest level of dreams…"

Well...

Maybe by now, he would have leveled up a passive skill to an extraordinarily exaggerated level.