Chapter 137 Sleepwalking and "Morning Grumpiness": Kneel Down and Listen to My Snoring
Lin Tianying and the others' "corpses" (unconscious bodies) were unceremoniously thrown out of the camp by Mu Qingxue, who also confiscated all their Storage Pouches as a "mental distress fee."
After this farce, the originally tense atmosphere of their escape had actually become somewhat... eerily relaxed.
After all, when you discover that the person you are protecting is a big shot who can swat enemies like flies even with his eyes closed, it is truly hard to maintain that sense of urgency.
But the real crisis had only just begun.
Night fell.
The night in the Kunlun Secret Realm had no moon, only that massive space rift in the sky emitting an eerie purple light, like a demonic eye opened by the heavens, coldly watching over this land.
Inside the camp, the campfire flickered.
Jiang Chen was still asleep, and sleeping more and more deeply. The Mental Energy within his body was undergoing a qualitative transformation; it was a sign of deep Fusion with the "Empress Fragment."
【System Prompt: Synchronization rate has reached 50%.】
【Warning: Detected a large number of high-level energy entities approaching.】
【Judgment: Secret Realm natives (Guardian Beasts) + external invaders (Tianli Research Institute/the Church).】
【Suggestion: host, do not wake up, otherwise synchronization will be interrupted, which may lead to schizophrenia.】
【Activating "Absolute Defense" mode: Waking Up Anger Domain · Full Open.】
"Rumble—" The ground began to tremble.
In the distance, a black tide was surging towards them. It was a beast tide!
But these were not just ordinary beasts; following behind the beast tide were several black mechs with sci-fi designs, as well as a few Church clerics wearing red robes and holding staves.
"Found him! He's right ahead!" A cold electronic voice came from the loudspeaker of a mech, "The target's vital signs are stable, and he is in a deep coma. This is the best time to capture him!"
"That's... the 'Storm' mech from the Tianli Research Institute? And the Church's 'Heretic Inquisitors'?" Su Qingyue stood on a boulder, looking at the overwhelming number of enemies, her hand gripping her sword slightly sweaty, "These people actually joined forces? They really went all out to capture Jiang Chen."
"Not just that." Mu Qingxue's expression was grave as she pointed to the very front of the beast tide. There, a two-headed demonic wolf the size of a small hill, emitting black Devilish Qi, was the indigenous overlord of the Kunlun Secret Realm—the Nether Demonic Wolf King!
"Even the monsters in the Secret Realm are being controlled by them? How is this possible?"
"Nothing is impossible." Su Qingyue gritted her teeth, "The Tianli Research Institute has a chip that controls brain nerves, and the Church has beast-taming techniques. It seems tonight will be a battle to the death."
She looked back at the sleeping Jiang Chen behind her, her eyes becoming resolute. "Sister Qingxue, take Jiang Chen and go first! I'll cover the rear!"
"Don't be silly." Mu Qingxue's ice sword unsheathed, the cold air instantly freezing the vegetation within a ten-meter radius, "With so many enemies, you can't hold them off for a minute on your own. If we die, we die together; if we live... it depends on when this guy wakes up."
She glanced at Jiang Chen, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes, "If we really can't hold them off... then before we die, let's hug him one more time."
"Kill!!!" Following the order, the beast tide and the mech legion launched their charge simultaneously. Flames shot into the sky, and the explosions were deafening.
Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue were like two flowers blooming in a storm, fighting desperately. Flames and frost intertwined, and Sword Qi crisscrossed. But there were too many enemies. Within just a few minutes, both women were injured, their True Qi exhausted, and they were forced back to Jiang Chen's side.
"Give up." The lead "Storm" mech walked forward with heavy steps, its massive cannon aimed at the three of them. "Hand over Jiang Chen, and I can give you a quick death."
The mech pilot sneered, "Otherwise, we'll take you back and let our soldiers use you as comfort..."
"Bang!" Before he could finish his sentence, an invisible gravity wave suddenly descended. That multi-ton mech's knee joints emitted a loud explosion, and it uncontrollably knelt on one knee, smashing a large crater into the ground.
"What's going on? Is the mech malfunctioning?" The pilot checked the dashboard in a panic.
"No... it's not a malfunction." A hoarse, low voice that seemed to come from the depths of Hell echoed in everyone's ears. "It is you... who are too noisy."
Everyone's gaze turned in unison to that simple army cot. Jiang Chen, who had been lying there, had sat up at some unknown point. But he did not open his eyes.
His hair moved without wind, his spongebob pajamas billowed, and a visible stream of purple-black energy spread outward from his body like tentacles.
【Waking Up Anger Domain: Expanded.】
【Range: One kilometer radius.】
【Effect: All creatures within this range making noise (exceeding 30 decibels) will be subjected to intense mental pressure and Soul whipping.】
【Current Anger Level: MAX.】
"Do you know... what time it is?" Jiang Chen slowly raised his head; although his tightly closed eyes could not see, everyone felt as if they were being stared at by an ancient beast.
"Right now is... my beauty sleep time."
"Not only did you wake me up, but you dare to bully my... body pillow?"
Jiang Chen's finger pointed at Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue. At that moment, both women felt the pain in their bodies instantly vanish, and a warm power enveloped them.
"body pillow...?" Su Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then blushed, but felt sweet inside.
"Pretending to be a god or ghost! Open fire! Blow him to bits!" The Church's Cardinal roared, waving his staff, and a holy fire smashed toward Jiang Chen.
"Ignorant." Jiang Chen only spat out two words lightly.
He raised his hand toward the ball of holy fire and made a "shh" gesture. "Extinguish."
Pfft! That ball of holy fire, capable of melting steel, vanished without a trace in an instant, just like a cigarette butt being snuffed out.
Immediately after, Jiang Chen's finger pointed at the group of still-roaring Demonic Beasts and mechs. "Kneel."
Boom—!!! An indescribably terrifying pressure descended from the sky. This was not gravity; this was a rule! It was the Dominator of the dream realm forcibly rewriting reality!
"Awoo..." That arrogant Nether Demonic Wolf King was now like a frightened puppy, tail between its legs, prostrating itself on the ground, trembling all over, not even daring to lift its head.
Those mechs emitted teeth-grinding sounds of metal twisting, and the pilots inside felt as if their brains had been struck by a heavy hammer, instantly falling unconscious.
Hundreds of Demonic Beasts, dozens of mechs, and those high-and-mighty Church clerics. In this instant, they all knelt neatly on the ground. The scene was spectacular, yet extremely absurd.
"This... what power is this? Words becoming law? A miracle?!" The Cardinal knelt on the ground, his face full of terror; he tried to stand up but found his knees seemed to have taken root.
"Shh—" Jiang Chen got off the cot, barefoot, and walked step by step to the Cardinal. He still had his eyes closed, but the expression on his face was one of extreme impatience.
"I don't want to say it a third time. I just want to sleep. If you dare to make even a little bit more noise..."
Jiang Chen leaned down and whispered into the Cardinal's ear, "I will make you... sleep forever."
After saying this, he yawned, turned around, walked back to the cot, and lay down again. He wrapped himself in the quilt and casually pulled the dumbfounded Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue over to use as cushions.
"Alright, it's quiet now. Continuing to sleep."
The sound of snoring rang out once again. And around him, those thousands of enemies remained kneeling there, motionless, not even daring to breathe loudly.
It wasn't that they didn't want to move; it was that they dared not. Because they could feel that if they moved even a little, the scythe of death hanging over their heads would fall without hesitation.
That night, a legend appeared in the Kunlun Secret Realm. There was a man who, in his sleep, made thousands of troops kneel and listen to him snore all night long.
And the protagonist of this legend was currently having a sweet dream, in which he finally got to hug the thigh of that Empress he had been longing for...