“Ferrence, have you seen this kind of situation?” Vika asked anxiously.
“Logically, someone appearing different from their current self only happens with old-timers, but even then it’s a younger version. Someone appearing completely unrelated to themselves is unheard of.”
Ferrence adjusted his glasses.
“And this equipment feels like some historical hero. But don’t worry, dreams don’t affect reality. Let’s observe a bit longer.”
While the group in reality was making snide remarks, “Yun Mo” brandished her spear and in a flash appeared behind Selina.
Knowing herself all too well, she hurriedly ducked and rolled to escape Yun Mo’s attack range.
She only had a rusty iron sword, while her opponent wielded a divine artifact.
How could she fight that!
Given her current account state, forget about skill—even if she stood still and let her attack, she might not even break her defense; the thorns armor effect alone could kill her from the counter-damage!
Yun Mo’s face was expressionless, simply waving her spear calmly with no sign of using skills.
If she used skills, she’d probably be reduced to nothing but dust.
She really couldn’t think of how she could win.
With a roll, she temporarily escaped her attack range, but then Yun Mo suddenly thrust her spear, and the sky was torn open into a dark rift.
Silan—that was the growth-type divine artifact Yun Mo found in a frontline cave when she was over level sixty.
There were no more than ten such spears in the entire server.
Because it was growth-type, the required materials were extremely expensive, nearly draining all her wealth.
When each one grew, its attributes were not fixed; the characteristics varied based on the proportion and quantity of materials fed.
Her spear’s attribute was space, and its specific effect was to cut the distance between two people from ten meters to five meters.
The space between them was shaved off, making it very suitable for catching people and PvP.
She hadn’t expected this weapon to have such an overpowered effect here.
From just now, it felt like she was playing with her.
Selina sensed something was off.
Other people’s copies would start fighting the moment they met, never holding back their skills, but Yun Mo gave her the feeling of just playing around.
No sign of getting serious at all.
Selina adjusted her stance, created distance, stood up again, and fixed her gaze on Yun Mo.
Under the original’s gaze, she suddenly opened her mouth and said flatly, “You’ve grown weaker.”
Selina’s eyes widened, unable to believe what the person in front of her had said.
“You… who are you?”
“I… accompanied you for a long time. But one day, you left. Because she was gone, so you… abandoned… me?”
She spoke haltingly, as if unaccustomed to it.
Selina didn’t understand if this situation was normal.
At this moment, the people in reality were also stunned by this development.
Ferrence had already called for a researcher to explain what was happening.
The researcher made a hypothesis: this specific type of dream would fully simulate a person’s prime, including not only physical condition but also their equipment and weapons.
Even divine artifacts were fine—after all, it was just a dream.
However, certain situations were a bit special.
Some divine artifacts had a will of their own.
When they appeared in the hands of a host’s copy, there was a possibility that they could take over the copy’s body, leading to the copy speaking.
The problem was that Selina was only fourteen years old—there was no way she could possess a divine artifact or that set of obviously powerful equipment.
That person’s appearance was also completely different from hers.
The researcher couldn’t explain this situation either.
Helpless, everyone could only watch the screen in frustration.
“You… forgot me?”
Selina’s pupils contracted.
Only then did she notice that the language they were speaking did not belong to this world.
It was Chinese… That didn’t make sense.
The world over there didn’t have such fantastical things…
Then, she recalled a memory from long ago that she had almost completely ignored.
As an RPG MMO, weapons had something besides attributes.
Flavor text… She vaguely remembered glancing at the flavor text.
It seemed to say that this was a magical spear with a will of its own…
The magical spear wasn’t the point; the will of its own was.
But how was that possible?
Flavor text was just flavor text.
Weapons in the game were just numbers and code.
Could it have been recreated through some kind of bug?
Although it was unbelievable, maybe Selina should accept this reality.
Wasn’t this ancient relic a bit too overpowered?
But in the end, this was just a dream; it couldn’t possibly get out into the real world.
To escape from the dream, she could just kill herself.
Although the process probably wouldn’t be pleasant, she could tough it out.
Just as she was thinking that, she suddenly felt a splitting headache.
The iron sword slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, and she knelt down as well.
Yun Mo’s eyes were icy cold.
She swung Silan without limit, slashing the dream space.
While enduring the headache, Selina looked at Yun Mo in disbelief.
Or rather—Silan.
“Let’s meet again… in reality.”
With those words, her figure fell into the spatial rift she had created and vanished without a trace.
At that moment, in the real world.
The capsule device was sparking and shooting flames.
Vika saw that the situation had spiraled out of control and acted decisively.
She pulled out a pair of dual blades from who-knows-where, directly smashed through the door to rush in, and unleashed countless slashes toward the capsule, precisely avoiding Selina as if performing surgery, peeling her out of the device.
As for the researcher and Bishop Ferens, they clutched their heads and started screaming.
A device worth tens of thousands of gold coins!!!
Just like that, gone?
There might only be one in the entire world!!!
Vika showed no sign of wavering in the face of their breakdown.
She only left one remark.
“I will report today’s situation to the Pope. Next time, please thoroughly research these ancient relics before using them on our students.”
With that, Vika hoisted Selina over her shoulder and left.
The other trainers exchanged glances and began pulling their own students away.
They all basically thought that they should thoroughly check their students back home for any aftereffects.
Ferrence’s face was pale.
After today, he didn’t know if he could keep his position as bishop.
The summit of the world.
This place was perpetually shrouded in thunderclouds.
Due to the extremely harsh environment, no one had visited in centuries.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the mountain peak, shearing off the sharp summit and revealing a flat area.
A girl covered in black rolled out onto that spot.
Upon closer inspection, it was her armor, but at that moment, the armor turned to ash and flaked off her body.
In the end, she was left with nothing at all.
After the armor fell away, her fair skin and elegant figure were revealed.
The black-haired girl looked at the weapon in her hand.
That black spear.
It was the only intact item she had, but it had lost its luster.
She stood atop the mountain peak, her cold gaze looking down at this brand new world.
“Master, I’ve come to find you.”