Chapter 153: The Seven-Colored Glass Flower

Chapter 153: The Seven-Colored Glass Flower

It's important to note that he's currently capable of effortlessly lifting 50 kilograms with one hand. Grabbing a large bat was no big deal.

Seeing the bat struggling, about to lash out, he immediately grabbed its two legs and ruthlessly slammed it to the ground

Bang!

"Squeak!"

Following up with another slam

Bang!

"Squeak!"

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Bang!

"Squeak!"

Bang!

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With each slam, the bat let out a scream, akin to a screaming chicken, oddly relieving some stress.

But as the beatings continued, the bat's voice gradually weakened until it fell silent.

Hua Mi remained steady, not stopping right away. He slammed it several more times to prevent any chance of resurrection.

Only after confirming no signs of resistance did Hua Mi finally cease, releasing his grip and tossing the bat's body aside.

The seven tiny spirits hovered in the air, gaping at him.

Was this still their brother, once powerless like a chicken? It felt... so unfamiliar.

Amidst their surprise, there was a tinge of delight.

Hua Mi could understand their sentiments well. It was akin to the three senior brothers heading to the monster's cave to rescue Tang Monk, only to find him inside, subduing the monster, a delightful surprise.

...

After driving away the invading monsters, Hua Mi sat down in the field, contemplating the next steps.

First, he needed to understand his current strength.

Here, he faced considerable limitations.

No items were on hand.

He had to rely solely on himself.

Five units of mental strength, a robust physique, and "Keen Eyesight" were his only assets.

Not necessarily weak, but lacking honey and bees, his strength undeniably dwindled.

However, the seven tiny spirits in his dream seemed to be his allies; perhaps their strength could be leveraged.

The main mission was clear: safely depart this dreamland.

Suicide was immediately ruled out due to its immense uncertainty.

Who knew if suicide would return him to the real world or cast him into the Nine Hells...

Hua Mi mused, "So, I could do the reverseknowing the location of the strongest monster in the dream might lead me to the totem, right?"

But there was no answer.

"Hey, are you still there?"

After a moment's wait, it became apparent that the Black Forest Spirit had disconnected.

He didn't even get a chance to ask what would happen if one got injured or died in the dream.

Cross-realm communication was indeed unstable.

But Hua Mi had already strategized.

He approached the seven spirits, asking, "Who's the strongest in this forest?"

Without hesitation, the seven unanimously responded, "That would be the Scorpion-Tailed Lion and the Original Form Serpent Witch, they're a couple."

A couple...

The Scorpion-Tailed Lion and the Original Form Serpent Witch...

Scorpion Spirit and Snake Spirit?

Seemed like it was related to the Legend of the Calabash Brothers after all.

This further suggested that the Dreamweaver constructing this dreamland didn't solely dictate it but was somewhat influenced or restricted by the dreamer, following certain patterns.

Thinking for a moment, Hua Mi inquired, "In the territory of the Scorpion-Tailed Lion and the Original Form Serpent Witch, is there any particularly precious treasure?"

This time, the seven huddled and discussed for a while.

Red Flower Spirit stepped forward, saying, "They've hoarded many treasures, but the most cherished one would be a flower called the Seven-Colored Glass Flower."

The Seven-Colored Glass Flower...

Could that be the totem of the dream I constructed?

Well, it really does suit my style.

Hua Mi chuckled at his own thoughts.

Following the Black Forest Spirit's hint, to leave this dream plane, he needed to acquire the dream's totemthe Seven-Colored Glass Flower.

So, the next steps were crystal clear.

Addressing the seven spirits, Hua Mi said, "How about doing something exhilarating?"

The seven spirits were immediately intrigued, crowding around, "What's that?"

"Let's head to the territory of the Scorpion-Tailed Lion and the Original Form Serpent Witch and get our hands on the Seven-Colored Glass Flower!"

"..."

The seven

spirits exchanged glances, clearly surprised, yet they didn't question Hua Mi's decision.

"I'll go steal it for my brother!"

Blue Flower Spirit chimed in, gradually fading, becoming transparent.

"No." Hua Mi decisively stopped her dangerous idea. "The notion of 'Calabash Brothers saving their Grandpa' won't do."