Earlier, Zen Dream had spat out blood and felt a pressure on his chest. His consciousness had flagged, and his body had been pushed along by a mysterious and powerful force. He had flown a long distance before slamming into a tree trunk and hanging weakly from it.
When he recovered, suppressing the pain that travelled through his body, he first lifted his head and looked upward. About ten meters away, he saw… a man in a purple suit holding a metallic rod and chasing after another person who was in a newbie outfit.
Zen Dream's face was covered in shock, and his lips hung half open. He mechanically pulled out the beer bottle from his inventory and poured some into his lips to balance out his shock. "Hmm… is it the illusion formed from the collision of Qi, or am I drunk?"
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