Do not expect me to forget.

In the dark aisle, both the Little Mermaid and Suzi Han open their eyes at the same moment.

Uggh.

Comes the sound of the cat wretching, prompting Suzy Han to turn her head in that direction.

Chapter 170.

Greetings, sister.

You smell divine dang cat stifled her mouth, wretching uncontrollably, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

Meanwhile, Sunfish, accompanied by the awakened companions, called out to those still lost in slumber, resorting to physical means to rouse them, as it was impossible to summon Bose s divine consciousness again.

Occasionally, she glanced towards Deng Cat, expressing concern.

Suddenly, her gaze flickered as she realized that the venerable Elder Hangs divine consciousness had returned along with the awakening of Chi-Shon.

Suzi Han turned to Denat, inquiring about her condition.

The girl pointed towards Ariel, then instinctively covered her mouth, succumbing to another wave of wretching.

Suzie Han observed Ariel, noticing the door to her dreamscape transitioning from a deep crimson to a hue of purple, suggesting an escalation in severity.

Bose interjected, explaining, "Dangat's reaction stems from an injury to her divine consciousness.

I sensed her peril and managed to extract her, but she has remained in this state since.

" With great effort, Deng Cat finally spoke, her words punctuated by dry heaves.

"Arel, please save her.

She is mired in a quagmire.

Despite her discomfort, she managed to voice her concern for Ariel.

It's perilous.

Do not let her be engulfed by those loathsome entities.

Suzhan turned to Ariel and requested Bose.

Connect me to Ariel's dreamscape.

I shall proceed.

Bose nodded, cautioning.

Given the risks, Hung, you should rest before embarking.

However, the situation is dire.

Please ensure your safety.

For an injury to the divine consciousness is akin to an affliction of the soul.

While it may not pose a threat to life, it is an excruciating wound.

One I cannot heal.

Suzi Han acknowledged with a nod.

Denat observed as a thread of divine consciousness linked through the dream pearl to Ariel s dreamscape.

Memories of the preceding scene flooded her mind.

The foul meer and the struggling disheveled beauty.

She had been on the verge of extraction.

Yet it was Bose who had pulled her back.

Bose remarked that had he been a moment later, the outcome would have been dire.

A wave of nausea surged within her, accompanied by a throbbing headache.

Dengat wretched into the air, yet nothing emerged.

After a few minutes, she gradually acclimated.

The immediate pain subsiding, though the queasiness lingered.

It was an unbearable discomfort, more distressing than motion sickness.

In that moment, Deng Cat comprehended Boza's incessant warnings regarding injuries to divine consciousness.

It felt as though her soul and body were misaligned.

Struggling to rejoin where even the slightest discord could provoke intense physical unease.

Yet she could not remain idle.

She gazed at the slumbering figures.

Ariel had ventured forth to rescue.

But her dear friend Loai remained trapped in her dreams, unable to awaken.

If this continued, her injuries would only worsen.

She resolved, "I must interlute dreamscape.

" Booze twirled the dream pearl around the lampat and inquired, "You are in such distress.

Do you still wish to go?" "Indeed," she replied, glancing around, realizing her injuries were relatively minor.

Sister Hung was still rescuing individuals in the realm of dreams.

The sunfish was awakening physically, and Orin had emerged from the dreamscape not long ago.

I have experience.

Another venture shall be inconsequential.

The Lampcat affirmed.

If this is your desire, I shall not hinder you.

Be cautious.

I will retrieve you before your consciousness shatters.

In the workshop at midnight, after several rounds of pursuit, Bai Dian ensconced a black sphere within a protective barrier.

This was the supernatural creature that the large gray entity insisted on seeking.

I've caught it, Bachi Dian exclaimed with excitement.

Indeed, my innate spirit must serve a purpose.

This protective barrier was a skill awakened in by Chiian due to fright, honed through various recent methods, now proving its utility.

Beside her, the large gray entity exclaimed in awe, gazing at by Chiian with fervent eyes.

Chiian, you have actually mastered spirit arts.

How impressive.

It is known that only a select few small spirits can learn and master spiritual techniques in their daily lives.

Most possess spiritual energy but are unaware of how to unleash their skills.

What manner of creature is this? Could it be a variant of a fairy? Bachi Jian held the small orb within her barrier, leaning closer to examine the black entity inside, sniffing it curiously.

Upon closer inspection, it resembled a ghost.

A translucent being yet differed significantly.

It lacked the ethereal body and humanoid features typical of ghosts.

This creature appeared as a black sphere with a dark core at its center surrounded by a swirling mass of black mist.

The two small spirits leaned in together to observe.

I am at a loss.

Perhaps we should consult Lord Jing.

The large gray entity suggested.

Without hesitation, they contacted the night shift law enforcement operator, explaining the situation and set off towards the law enforcement team in Mingju City carrying the peculiar creature.

The two small spirits sat in a spirit-powered vehicle with a barrier cradle between them.

The two large spheres flanked a smaller one.

The gray entity gripped by Chi Dianne's fur with its claws, wedging a light blue barrier between its chest and by Chi Dianne's back.

Is this arrangement acceptable? The gray entity inquired.

Absolutely.

Fine.

By Chidian replied swiftly.

Just remember to hold on tightly.

My barrier is quite resilient.

Nothing will go ary.

Her voice echoed reassuringly.

Buzz buzz buzz in a silent factory.

A brief roar signaled the vehicle's ignition.

This was the unique super fast acceleration of the potato brand followed by a whoosh as the vehicle vanished from sight.

A few small spirits, having just completed their night shifts and struggling with poor sleep quality, were roused by the vehicle's ignition noise, launching a potato vehicle at this hour.

"How inconsiderate and bothersome!" one muttered, pulling a blanket over its head and turning over to resume slumber.

Silence reclaimed the atmosphere once more.

"In the factory, several shadowy figures stealthily emerged, exhibiting gestures of survival after a harrowing encounter.