CHAPTER 445: CHAPTER 249 SPLIT LITTLE STONE STATUE

Buzz!

In the early hours.

Opening his eyes, Chen Feng only felt his head throbbing, his consciousness muddled, and immense fatigue.

This time, entering the new Qinggang City dream realm, he was engaged in combat almost the entire time.

In the end, a Sixth-Order Monster appeared.

The mental exhaustion was too great, making it difficult to maintain the Holy Shield Giant, including himself, he was severely injured and ejected from the Qinggang City dream realm.

"Indeed, it’s only two or three in the morning."

Taking the phone from under his pillow for a glance, Chen Feng lingered on the time, his face somewhat pale, shaking his head.

It was very similar to his situation when he was first injured in the dream realm.

Severe injury would feed back to reality, and it would also significantly affect the state of the next dream.

Even more, he couldn’t enter the dream again that night and needed to recover his spirit.

"I just don’t know if it will affect my second-time dream."

Gently clenching his fist, Chen Feng intuitively felt that he should still be able to enter Qinggang City tonight, but estimated that his strength would drop significantly.

A bit regretful, he eventually got up and walked to the window, looking at the tall buildings outside.

The early morning sky was still dim, with neon visible between the high towers.

Flying cars and devices silently landed in the city, their flashing lights fleeting across.

Everyone else in the Martial Arts Hall was sleeping soundly, and it was equally quiet in other buildings, occasionally interrupted by snores.

Equally dark, but this was the real world.

Completely different from the lifeless Qinggang City, which concerned him even more.

"If one day, the Black Tide truly appears in Nanjiang."

"Then no matter what, it must be repelled."

This thought emerged inexplicably in his mind as Chen Feng gazed at the night view before him, recalling the devastation of Qinggang City.

Ruins everywhere, bodies and fragmented bones scattered.

And that little girl, who wanted a little dress but was petrified.

Chen Feng suspected that perhaps she never thought that disaster would suddenly strike, consuming everything before she died.

A myriad of chaotic thoughts surged, and Chen Feng knew he was overthinking, shaking his head and exhaling heavily.

In the end, it all boils down to strength, he just needs to become strong enough.

Soon after, the thought shifted downwards.

The panel appeared, revealing the gains from this journey into the dream realm.

[Extreme Fighting Fist: Sunset (27%)]

[Strength: 60.5→60.9]

[Agility: 46.7→47.1]

[Constitution: 63.6→63.8]

Scraping together the breakthrough allowed the Extreme Fighting Fist to improve further, and ten attribute light groups also increased the four-dimensional attributes.

Perhaps not much, but it’s much stronger than reaping no rewards.

"It’s just a pity that I didn’t make it to where the Martial Arts Hall is, otherwise there would have been more gains."

His gaze flickered, Chen Feng had already memorized the map of Qinggang City.

Despite the ruins, with various markers severely damaged, he still roughly determined the area he was in.

Soon after, he suppressed unnecessary distractions.

He forced himself back to sleep, restoring part of his spirit, until seven or eight o’clock in the morning the next day.

The blue sky reappeared, clouds drifting over Nanjiang, and voices gradually emerged outside the house.

Chen Feng didn’t rush to tidy up but instead felt the partially recovered spirit, forcibly summoning the Holy Shield Giant, shrinking its body to two meters, solidifying in the room.

There was still one ability untested, he looked into its eyes.

"Let’s begin."

Gently nodding, the Holy Shield Giant hesitated not at all.

In an instant, he lifted his palms, a hint of white gray gathering within.

It looked like a new stone life, about to be born.

In the Martial Arts Hall Quiet Room.

Dim white-gray light continued to disperse, Chen Feng could clearly perceive that the breath of the Holy Shield Giant slightly weakened, as if some sort of origin of life was being extracted from its body.

After inquiring through the spiritual link, he received feedback.

It can recover slowly, as long as it doesn’t exceed the cooling period he can withstand.

Buzz!

Soon after, the white-gray light slowly dissipated.

Looking again between its palms, a palm-sized stone statue was born.

Like a scaled-down version of when the Holy Shield Giant first appeared, entirely white-gray in color, with tiny wings on its back and sparse golden patterns over its body.

Whoosh!

The stone statue vibrated its tiny wings and flew from the palms of the Holy Shield Giant, arriving before Chen Feng.

Their eyes met, and he looked at the little figure before him.

In it, Chen Feng saw himself and the entire environment inside the room.

"You can share vision with me as well."

Perceiving for a moment, Chen Feng quickly understood the role of this little stone statue.

Though its combat power was low, only at a professional level, it could expend strength to grow to the size of an average adult male.

Additionally, it could share vision, obey his orders, communicate simply, and... exist permanently.

"Therefore, its appearance doesn’t require any extra strength consumption from me."

"From the moment it split, it became a life of this world, and the energy it needed could merely come from consuming some soil and minerals."

Contemplating, Chen Feng thought it seemed pretty good.

With a small stone statue that obeyed only his orders, he could completely form a reconnaissance team or set up defense and alerts, notifying him at any time.

"Go."

With a set mind, Chen Feng made an attempt.

Whoosh!!

In no time, the small stone statue soared to the sky, quickly disappearing into the courtyard.

It had truly become a lifeform, soaring like an eagle across the sky.

Or like a drone, the scenes it saw were shared back, manifesting before Chen Feng’s eyes.

"Interesting."

Chen Feng nodded, then severed the shared vision, directing the small stone statue to hide near the Martial Arts Hall as a sentry.

The Holy Shield Giant before him dissipated into phantoms, and he tidied up and washed before opening the door and leaving the Quiet Room.