Chapter 77: Echoes and Projections
Fragments flew up from the great lake of blackness and constructed a tunnel. Voices grew louder.
He heard himself. Li Yao. Wu Di. Qiao Jinhai. A kind voice gently calling Huang Niuniu’s name. Her own screams.
「Most dreams are just a bunch of rocks in a muddy pond,」 Fei Rui said. 「Yours is the best dream I've been in. It's so big, and you can make things in it. Are we going into Soft Niuniu's dreamscape? I bet it's soft. Why are the voices so loud?」
Her own screams drowned out every other sound.
Yu Han let his mind relax. He didn't want to visit the dream anymore. Still, he wanted to know what was there.
But he shouldn't.
The tunnel fell away, and Yu Han felt something drain out of his being, just slightly. He had a hunch that Fei Rui lost more of whatever it was that had to be consumed to visit another dreamscape.
「It's tiring, isn't it?」 Fei Rui said. 「Dream Wading takes so much Essence. Yu Han, what's Essence?」
"I don't know."