"What kind of skill is so powerful?"
After hearing that, Ethan became even more curious about the skill scroll Nostradamus had taken out.
He reached out to take it…
However, Genie Sylas immediately pressed down on the black scroll, "Kid Ethan, don't say your master didn't warn you!"
"This technique was also developed after that Nightmare Giant night raid, by Archmage Salazar, who specialized in mental attacks. It's a special technique."
"This technique is called Dream-Slaying. Once you successfully cultivate it, you'll be able to easily kill monsters that try to interfere with your dreams while you're in a dream."
"And because of Archmage Salazar's reputation, along with the fact that so many people had been killed by the Nightmare Giants at the time…"
"Countless people wanted to learn the Dream-Slaying Technique."
"But no one expected this Dream-Slaying Technique to be so overbearing. There were a total of 123 people in the first group to learn it. In the end, only thirteen successfully learned it and escaped from their dreams. All the others became trapped in their dreams and could never wake up again."
"Although they didn't die, they remained in a constant state of sleep."
"Before their bodies eventually died from a lack of nutrition, only another eight people managed to wake up. That made a total of just twenty-one people."
"You can imagine how difficult it is to learn this Dream-Slaying Technique."
"Thank you, Master, but you don't need to persuade me anymore," Ethan directly opened the skill book, "I've decided. I'll learn it!"
"Sigh! All right. Since you've already made your decision, I can't stop you."
Genie Sylas could see how determined Ethan was, so he stopped trying to persuade him.
Nostradamus, however, rolled his stone eyes, "All right, Sylas, stop scaring him. With the two of us Archmages here, could we really let him die?"
"He won't die, but his mental power will be greatly affected afterward. He might even find it difficult to learn mental attack magic again."
"So what?", Nostradamus said disdainfully, "If you've chosen the path to the heavens, you have to be prepared to fall from the sky. I support Little Ethan!"
"Tch!"
Genie Sylas knew he couldn't win an argument with Nostradamus, so he stopped talking.
But deep down, he actually thought Nostradamus had a point. He just couldn't admit it because he didn't want to lose face.
"Then I'll trouble you two, Masters."
With the two Archmages here, Ethan didn't waste any more time and directly chose to learn the skill.
[Obtained Skill Book · Dream-Slaying Technique. Learn it?]
'Yes!'
[Warning: Once you choose to learn it, you will immediately fall asleep, so please find a comfortable place to prevent yourself from falling and getting hurt. You will enter the dream world in ten seconds.]
[10…]
"Uh…"
Ethan hadn't expected the system to be so considerate.
But with only ten seconds, he didn't dare waste any time. He hurriedly stood up from the sofa and simply lay down on the carpet.
The instant the system's countdown reached [1], Ethan suddenly felt an overwhelming wave of sleepiness hit him. Then he felt the world spinning around him, and everything before his eyes went black.
———
"What is this?"
Ethan sat up in his own bed.
But the bed had a Transformers poster stuck to it, and the small alarm clock beside his bed was constantly making an annoying "Beep! Beep! Beep!" sound.
He reached over, grabbed the little blue alarm clock, turned it over, and switched off the alarm.
"Did I have a dream?"
After sitting up, Ethan looked around his room, 'This seems to be the room I had back when I was still in school, right?'
'How did I come back here?'
'Was I dreaming?'
'But that doesn't seem right either.'
At that moment.
Ethan's mind was filled with all kinds of confusion.
He always felt that he had grown up before, had even become an adult and turned into an office worker, and then somehow transmigrated into some kind of game world?
'Everything is strange.'
'It is as if I had a completely absurd dream.'
'But why did that dream feel so real?'
Ethan couldn't figure it out.
Because he even remembered that in the next few years, there would be a type of phone that didn't need to be flipped open and didn't even have buttons. You could do all kinds of things just by sliding your finger across the screen.
The phone's screen was also in color, as advanced as a tiny television.
'Could it really have all just been a dream?'
"Ethan, come out and eat."
His mother's voice came from outside the door. After hearing her, Ethan's brain hadn't even processed it, but his mouth had already honestly replied, "Oh, I'll be out in a minute!"
Ethan lifted the warm blanket and pinched his thigh hard.
"Ow! That hurts!"
"Looks like it really isn't a dream. So I really was just having a strange dream before."
"Ah! That dream about the buttonless phone was kind of interesting, but the later dream about becoming a mage was even more interesting."
"If only I could use magic."
Thinking this, Ethan spread out his palm. He didn't know whether he was just making it up or whether he really could do it.
Yet he actually began reciting a long string of incantations…