"What exactly is that thing?"
"Whatever it is, it's definitely not human."
"What does it want to do with me?"
Unknown fears are truly the greatest, and the thought of that unknown monster in reality made Zhao Haomiao increasingly uneasy. He once again activated the Dream Heart Scripture, struggling hard to break free from the dream state and wrestling with his body.
It seemed that his body had become more accustomed to the struggle, and the Primordial Spirit and consciousness cultivated by the Dream Heart Scripture had gained experience in resistance.
He quickly opened his eyelids again and rolled his eyeballs towards the direction under the bed.
This time, the blurry face was even closer, it had even crept out from under the bed.
And then Zhao Haomiao passed out again.
Back in the dream, the thought of an inexplicable monster slowly approaching him in reality made his skin crawl, and he immediately activated the Dream Heart Scripture again, trying to wake himself up.
