Dark Moon Era Dark Moon Era Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Kun Is Breaking The Rules

Compared to Tang Ling's composure, Fat Finn was a lot more excited. He only had one goal in the Dream Domain, which was to stay alive.

His only memories of every Dream Domain entry were running away, running away, escaping, hiding, hiding and…hiding.

There was also another important factor: dependence! He would rely on anyone that he could find by all means necessary!

However, this time around, Fat Finn felt a little different because he had participated in a crazy battle. He had to face a large number of enemies trying to kill him, but he did not run away like he always did. Instead, he had to use every means necessary to kill them, and not just one but all of them! Was that not crazy enough for him?

Fat Finn felt like he did not only acquire the courage to stay behind and work with his crazy partner, but he even helped his partner kill an obviously powerful monster! It was so absurd that it almost overturned Fat Finn's entire life!

He wanted to tell his father about this encounter after this dream, but his father might never believe him.

Tang Ling did not mind Fat Finn being excited. People like him, who loved to stroll on the line of life and death and dance on the tip of the blade, would never understand Fat Finn's mentality, but with a closer look, Fat Finn's movements seemed a little more agile.

“Have you recovered your strength?” Tang Ling asked.

“Yeah, I got a notification stating that I assisted to kill a white-robed apologist, then my strength recovered a little.” Fat Finn smiled proudly.

“Great! I have to thank you for this. You are awesome! You should try to kill more of them after this. At least, try to kill the Fallen Knights, then your strength will recover faster. Let's do something outrageous and make that bastard Kun bleed!” Tang Ling tapped Fat Finn's shoulder.

He was truly grateful for Fat Finn's teamwork. If it was not for the fatty, he might not have been able to kill the white-robed apologist that easily. On second thought, the battle had been extremely dangerous.

“I-I am awesome?!” Fat Finn's eyes gleamed with an unusual light as his attention was captivated by Tang Ling's approval to the point that he neglected the unusual information that was mixed in between the lines.

“Yeah, you are awesome! Without you, I couldn't have killed that white-robed apologist. You are a great partner. At least, you didn't abandon me and run away. I thought you were a coward and wondered how you survived the dream like this. It seems like the facts have proven me wrong.” Tang Ling fished out two more strips of vicious beast meat from his backpack and gave them to Fat Finn as he spoke.

Tang Ling was sincere and honest when he thanked Fat Finn because he really appreciated the help.

However, Fat Finn's hands were trembling when he received the vicious beast meat. He looked away with his eyes tearing up.

As a matter of fact, he had thought of running away, but because he was so used to relying on others and this city had plunged into chaos, he dared not run away alone. All he could do was clench his teeth and fight alongside Tang Ling.

In the end…

Fat Finn was still a man. He would never let Tang Ling know that he wanted to cry out loud. He wiped his face subtly and naturally before stuffing the vicious beast meat into his mouth brazenly. He said to Tang Ling, “Of course, I'm awesome! I still have to stand by your side and do something crazy. Am I right, bro?”

“Oh right, bro, what's your name?” Fat Finn kept his excitement under control. He realized that after the dangerous and exciting battle, he still did not know Tang Ling's name.

“Tang Ling.” After going through life and death, Tang Ling did not plan on keeping his name a secret from his partner.

“Oh, I'm Ji Chenxi.”

Tang Ling's name was already considered influential back in the real world, and anyone slightly knowledgeable would relate to him more upon hearing his name.

How many Tang Lings were there who could enter the dream?

However, the fatty did not respond like everyone else and he stated his own name naturally.

Judging from his gaze, he did not hide or conceal anything as if the name was a normal one to him.

Deep inside, the fatty had engraved Tang Ling's name in his mind. He decided to look up the name after the dream as he wanted to see whether he could contact Tang Ling back in the real world.

The fatty felt different about him because he believed that it was Tang Ling who granted him courage. Furthermore, Tang Ling had a sincere, calm and warm presence, and he did not look down on him because of his size.

“Ji Chenxi? That's a name from Dongsheng Continent, but you…” Tang Ling looked at the fatty doubtfully. No matter how he looked at the fatty, he resembled someone with Light Continent bloodline.

“Oh, this is actually my second dream, so in order to survive, I disguised myself before coming in,” the fatty said in a sleazy manner, not hiding his secret at all.

Is that even possible? Tang Ling was rather speechless, but the fatty's words were valuable as a reference. If he somehow messed up this time, he might have to consider a disguise before coming back the next time since it was almost certain that he would have to complete the same main street mission.

Tang Ling was considering the options.

On the other hand, the fatty was grumbling, “I finally know how terrible the main street mission is! It's my second time doing this main street mission and the difficulty has skyrocketed! I thought my mission to kill a few Demon Seeds wasn't going to be that hard. Besides, isn't the main street mission continuous? There are many other Dream Seeds who couldn't even finish the main street mission after their tenth or more entry. Why is it so hard?”

Tang Ling did not say anything in response, but he knew that he might have dragged the fatty into this mess!

When the fatty said that his main mission was just to kill several Demon Seeds, it raised questions in Tang Ling's heart.

Every Dream Seed's difficulty was different despite being in the same dream world.

Therefore, before Tang Ling told the fatty his plan, he asked how many main missions the fatty had been assigned to. The fatty responded vehemently, “One main mission is terrible enough. How many more do you want? Do you think the main street mission is the same as the main mission in the world?”

Now, on second thought, the difference in difficulty was huge! Tang Ling undertook four main missions in one go and even accepted a sub-mission. Was Kun trying to toy with him?

However, he did not have an answer to the question at that moment.

He had been resting for almost five minutes and consumed a certain amount of vicious beast meat, so he was reaching the optimal level and should proceed to the next phase of his plan.

With that in mind, Tang Ling stood up and looked at the fatty. “Are you ready?”

The fatty quickly swallowed the vicious beast meat and stood up excitedly. “I was born ready! Bro, I have a favor to ask. I wonder if you can…”

“What?”

“Can you help me find my backpack?”

“Kun, you've crossed the line!” Ya was dressed in delicate formal wear that showed off the uniqueness of the 17th century Light Continent that made him look like a glamorous prince.

He was still holding his glass of red wine and the Cat's Eye Stone on his right little finger was as mysterious and shining as ever. As he glared at Kun with a twitching face, anyone who knew Ya well enough would know that he was furious.

Kun chuckled in disdain at Ya's projection.

The weather in the outside world had gone cold, and to match the season, Kun had redecorated his garden again.

With red walls and green roof tiles, it was the scenery of a Huaxianese palace that looked alluring. It was also snowing mildly. The garden was filled with wintersweet that matched the snowy scenery.

The wintersweet garden had to come with a warming pavilion. The fire in the pavilion was burning strongly, and no matter what the weather was like, having all kinds of fresh fruits on the table was a must.

The flattering Shorty Twenty was gracefully warming the wine for Kun on top of a stove burning with lavender scent. The coals on the stove did not go to waste either as it was used in a grill to cook the venision thigh meat to perfection.

Kun was lazily lounging on the couch in the pavilion. The thick animal pelt he sat on was soft and comfortable. His long hair was messy and his white dress was rippling with several wintersweet flowers sewn at the edge of his sleeves, making him look grand and mysterious.

He was enjoying Tang Ling's show in the Dream Domain while having a cup of warm wine, a piece of venison and several kinds of fruits at once.

He was baffled about why Ya was being such a nuisance and deciding to disturb him at such a comfortable timing. Kun's life was rather dull, so being able to watch Tang Ling playing in the Dream Domain was interesting.

“Kun, are you pretending not to hear me?” Ya swirled the glass in his hand and drained it to the last drop as he looked as asquint at the big screen in the pavilion.

On the screen, Tang Ling was sitting down on the ground and beside him was a fatty who was so touched that he had teared up but was quietly wiping his tears.

“You really are a nuisance.” Kun stood up from the couch and Shorty Twenty flew over with the utmost delight, sprinkling flower petals beside him. What kind of sick hobby did Kun have for him to request such a performance from Shorty Twenty?

“Me? A nuisance? If you don't give me an answer, I have the right to change the dream too.” Ya waved, and a sexy, somewhat lazy and indifferent lady walked to his side.

In her hand was a crystal jug filled with red wine and she was refilling Ya's glass. After refilling the wine, she wriggled and transformed into a black cat that jumped onto Ya's knees and lazily licked its paws.

Ya stroke the cat's head and the cat purred comfortably.

“Disgusting. It's not even half as smart as me,” Shorty Twenty maliciously commented on the cat and sprinkled even more flower petals in front of Kun.

Pak!

Kun slammed Shorty Twenty into a round pancake as he said, “Stop sprinkling that much! You are making me dizzy.”

“Hoho, venting on Shorty Twenty again?” Ya chuckled in disdain.

Shorty Twenty popped back into his normal size and responded sweetly, “I like it when Master slams me. It's good for my growth and it's none of your business!”

Kun spared a praising glance at Shorty Twenty.

Ya did not comment on the response. Good for growth? The shorty was only twenty centimeters tall!

“Tang Ling is under my jurisdiction. Ya, you'd better not intervene,” Kun finally gave Ya an answer. He looked at Ya straight in the eyes and smiled nonchalantly. “Moreover, if I really cross the line, I'll accept my punishment. Why are you so worried? You're the one stepping over the line if you change my dream. Am I right?”

“Even if you try to hide it, it's getting too obvious. You purposely lured Tang Ling into this particular main street mission because you wanted him to meet that fatty from the Ji family, don't you?” Ya recovered to his usual composure, but his question was as sharp as a blade.

“You've disobeyed the rules by interfering with the reality of the Dream Seeds.”

Chapter end