Monster Cleanser

With a wavering mind, it seemed as if he could see his bones and muscles, every blood vessel flowing, albeit blurry.

This was the state of introspection. From a scientific perspective, introspection refers to an extremely developed human nervous system that can sense the slightest movement in the body, and eventually reflects it back to the brain, constructing an image.

What appeared in Wu Mei's mind were his bones, muscles, and fascia, three systems interlinked and mutually influencing, forming a network, a whole, which could erupt with earth-shattering strength once triggered.

Especially with the increase of attribute points, Wu Mei found that his muscles, bones, and fascia seemed to far surpass the limit and were undergoing unknown changes.

Even the internal organs, which had never been exercised before, were spontaneously becoming stronger with the increase in attributes.

"Externally cultivate the bones and muscles, internally cultivate the breath."

"I have already trained my bones and muscles to the peak, but to move from the external to the internal, I must practice the power of the bones, muscles, and fascia to the point of divine mastery, and moisten them silently like rain."

"This step, I heard from my grandfather, is hardly attainable by anyone. At least, he never reached this realm in his lifetime."

"With my current physical fitness, if I could advance my martial arts further and reach the point of cultivating the breath internally, my combat power would increase even more. Then I could go head-to-head with the religious executioner."

Martial arts cultivation, with each realm representing a different level of accomplishment, he was eager to know what the next level of martial arts would reveal.

The changes brought about by the first level of martial arts were already immense.

Even if his opponent's strength was half greater than his, he could easily knock them down. A group of burly men couldn't even get close to him.

As long as the attributes of the monsters in the Dream Realm did not surpass his own, he could charge through even a dozen of them. This was the power of the added fist technique.

The body is the foundation, and the fist technique is the weapon. Only a powerful body combined with a powerful weapon can be considered truly powerful.

"However, this does not include skills. Skills are like spells, legendary divine abilities that cannot be resisted by brute force."

"Once hit, if you can withstand it, there is still a chance. If you can't, you'll die instantly."

Although Wu Mei had only spent three days in the Dream Realm, he had already witnessed many skills and had a clear understanding of these abilities.

"However, none of this is important now. What matters is to prepare for the next journey into the Dream Realm."

Time flew like water, and three days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Wu Mei quietly appeared outside the courtyard that should have been his home.

According to the diary, the location where one enters the Dream Realm is the same as in the main world; the two worlds seem to overlap.

Considering his position when he first entered the Dream Realm, Wu Mei chose this place. It was now afternoon, and no one was in the courtyard.

With a backpack on his back and the Butcher's Blade hanging at his waist, he jumped into the courtyard.

Looking at the two-story house, Wu Mei climbed the stairs to the second floor. There were two rooms here, one of which was very spacious, with plastic bags covering the furniture inside, indicating that no one used it.

Arriving at the door, he took out some tools and easily opened the door to enter.

He stood in a shadowy corner, invisible from the window, but he could observe the outside.

Wu Mei waited quietly as time ticked away. The sky grew darker, and soon it was five in the afternoon.

The winter nights in Rongcheng arrived quickly, with darkness swiftly enveloping the sky.

Countless lights ignited the entire city, neon lights flickering, making it seem like a city that never sleeps.

Human civilization changed the world, shining its brilliance even in the ancient darkness of the night.

In a small corner, inside a two-story old house, a faint fluctuation rose.

Wu Mei opened his eyes, revealing a hint of cold light. His body began to rapidly turn illusory.

"It's happening."

Watching his body become illusory and transparent was a strange sensation. Even stranger, Wu Mei found himself unable to move at all.

His gaze fell on his arm, where a watch showed the time.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes later, Wu Mei suddenly blacked out, knowing nothing.

Darkness enveloped him, the cold piercing his bones. The next moment, he suddenly woke up.

Immediately, he jumped to his feet, looking around cautiously. After confirming there was no danger, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the time on his watch: 5:10 pm.

"Disappeared at five, entered a dizzy state for five minutes, and it took a total of five minutes from appearing here to waking up. It's not a long time, but it's dangerous. For five minutes, I was completely defenseless."

"So next time I enter, I must be in an absolutely safe place, or it will be very dangerous."

"Having entered here twice, this place is somewhat safe. The first goal is to create a secure living environment and heal my injuries."

With the goal set, Wu Mei began to take action.

He returned to the room where he had first entered. The corpses of the Night Demons had disappeared, leaving only dried bloodstains as evidence of their existence.

After thoroughly searching the entire courtyard, he found no danger. Wu Mei nodded, "At least the room is safe."

Standing on the second floor, Wu Mei looked outside through the window, assessing possible dangers.

"First, using this place as the center, I'll begin clearing the monsters to ensure that the buildings within a 200-meter radius don't become monster nests."

With a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, Wu Mei held the Butcher's Blade and began his mission.

Leaving the courtyard, he headed towards a house next to his home. This area was old, with single-story houses connected in a row.

In a few breaths, he reached the entrance and pressed his ear against the door, listening for any sounds inside.

After a moment, he gently pushed the door lock, and the door opened with a creak.

Dust flew everywhere in the empty house, with the floor covered in a layer of dust.

His eyes revealed understanding, "There should be no monsters here."

Although it seemed that no monsters lived here, he didn't take any chances. He searched every room in the house.

After being 100% certain there was no danger, Wu Mei turned to the next building.

This was a single-story brick and tile house, located right next to Wu Mei's home. The door was old and made of plywood.

The door had already been forced open, and it seemed that monsters might have broken in before.

His gaze sharpened as he looked inside.

The room was dark, with only a dim light coming through a skylight, illuminating a shoe cabinet in the lower left corner and a cluttered area in the lower right corner.

At the end of the room was an ordinary door, leading to the back of the house.