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The little fox's pretty face was flushed, and her movements became a little flustered.

“Let’s, let’s start quickly, otherwise, the time in the evening will become a little insufficient!”

“Oh, okay.”

Yaro put down the teacup and sat cross-legged facing Tao Fox.

“What do I need to do?”

Tao Fox coughed twice, calmed her mind, and said, “The first thing to know is that a dream is a reflection of a person's mental state on a daily basis, and naturally it is also controlled by the brain. The prerequisite is knowing that you are dreaming.

But many things in dreams are disordered. Even if you know you are dreaming, you cannot easily control your dreams. This requires constantly suggesting to yourself.”

“Suggestion refers to…”

“It's a kind of inducement, letting you know what you can do. It's like when you're dreaming, someone suddenly tells you that you can fly, and then you awaken the ability to fly in your dream. After all, dreams happen in your head. To achieve something, all you need to do is understand its existence.”

Tao Fox explained to him,

“I understand now that in a dream, I can achieve whatever I imagine, but in most cases, I don’t want to, so I need to constantly guide myself to think that way.”

“Yes.” Tao Fox nodded.

“One of the functions of the Dream Entry Talisman is to allow people to maintain absolute clarity in their dreams and adapt to the dream environment more quickly.”

“Then, as long as I want to, wouldn’t I have the ability to control everything?” Yaro said.

“That’s right, but there’s one thing. Because you can’t be hurt in a dream, when facing nightmares, those swords, knives, and magic from reality are useless.”

“Then what should I do?” Yaro asked.

“Use the power of reality,” Tao Fox said.

“The power of reality?”

Tao Fox nodded.

“Because the only danger in a dream is the dream itself. Under the influence of the Nightmare Eater, the dream is likely to get out of control, and nightmares will gather together. At that time, our only means is to connect with the real world. In simple terms, it’s knowing that this is a dream, not real, and they can’t hurt me… This will generate a strong enough mental power to avoid the harm of nightmares.”

“Then, Yaro, let’s try to break the influence of nightmares on you first.”

Tao Fox smiled and said:

“Look behind you.”

Yaro turned his head and was stunned to find that a zombie with bark-like skin and a terrifying appearance was standing behind him, wearing a Qing Dynasty costume, its two protruding eyeballs staring at him intently.

“woc!”

The zombie lunged at Yaro, causing him to jump up. Then the zombie howled and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground, trying to bite him.

“Get away from me!” Yaro supported the zombie’s head with one hand and punched the zombie’s face with the other, but it had no effect at all. Even if he kicked it away, it would immediately rush up again.

He was about to use magic, but Tao Fox called out:

“Attention! Yaro! Don’t use conventional thinking to deal with it! You can only make it disappear by telling yourself that this is not real, this is a dream!”

Looking at the zombie who was eyeing his brain, Yaro kept calming himself down, telling himself that he was dreaming, and trying to make this disgusting zombie disappear from his sight.

The effect appeared quickly. The zombie’s body began to become transparent, and it flickered in and out of existence. Finally, with his constant self-suggestion, the zombie disappeared in front of him.

“That’s right!” Tao Fox said, clapping her hands.

“Yaro did a great job. In a dream, the greater the unknown, the greater the fear. To increase the difficulty for you, Yaro, I used a monster from this world.”

“Haha, it’s okay…” Yaro said with a dry laugh.

Indeed, if it were other monsters, it would be fine, but Tao Fox chose a zombie, which made his initial fear skyrocket, probably because the shadow of zombie movies from childhood was still too great.

“Also, Yaro, you need to pay attention. If there is still fear of nightmares lingering in your heart, it may still continue to appear,” Tao Fox reminded.

“Huh? You mean…”

Yaro turned his head and found that a large group of zombies had suddenly appeared behind him. Some had talismans on them, some didn't. They surrounded the pavilion completely, all holding their hands up and making groaning sounds.

“Holy…” He was dumbfounded.

Tao Fox waved her hand, and all the zombies in front of her shattered.

“So, one more thing to pay attention to in dreams is that dreams are likely to change with your thoughts. If you think of some terrifying things, these terrors will also appear in the dream, so you still have to maintain a pure heart at all times,” she said.

“It’s really hard to control. Some things will appear in the dream as soon as you think about them. What if you can’t control it and think of Godzilla?” he sighed in his heart.

“Then create an Ultraman to defeat it?”

In the following time, with Tao Fox’s help, he practiced mastering his dreams, which was learning how to control his thoughts, learning what to think about and what not to think about.

The difficulty lies in the latter. Once an awareness of something appears in your head, it is difficult to control not thinking about it.

It’s like someone telling you not to think about elephants, but the first thing you think about is elephants.

Fortunately, with the guidance of the little fox, he was slowly mastering this point.

“Okay, it’s almost time for today. Although it’s a dream, being like this all the time will also cause mental fatigue. It wouldn’t be good if it affected tomorrow’s classes. Yaro, go back and sleep for a while,” Tao Fox said.

“Okay, thank you for today, Tao Fox,” Yaro said.

“No, isn’t it also because I want to get Yaro’s help?” Tao Fox said with a smile.

“Then, goodbye, Yaro, I wish you a good dream tonight.”

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The little fox stood in front of him and gently pushed him. Yaro only felt a sense of weightlessness, and then found that he had returned to Tao Fox’s room.

The little fox was still hugging her tail, sleeping soundly, with a faint smile on her pretty face.

He glanced at the wall clock in the room. It was still two hours before dawn.

“I’ll go back and sleep for a while first,” he thought.

When he passed Serena’s room again, he found that she was no longer dreaming. He drifted back to his room and was about to return to his body, but he had another idea.

He wanted to see if Zecia was dreaming. If so, what kind of dreams would this silver dragon usually have?

With the idea, he immediately drifted to Zecia’s room.

The silver dragon was lying flat on the bed, with her hands resting on either side of her head, her little mouth slightly open, drooling, sleeping soundly.

There was a dream orb above her.

“Zecia, I’ve come to see you in your dream.”

Yaro stepped forward and entered the silver dragon’s dream.

After a moment of whiteness in his vision, he first heard a deafening cheer.

He appeared below a magnificent, enormous castle. This seemed to be an altar, surrounded by fanatical human believers who were all shouting a name.

“Zecia!”

They were carrying various fruits, melons, cattle, and sheep on huge trays, carried by dozens of people together, towards the altar.

“What is this? Are they doing some kind of sacrifice?” Yaro guessed.

But he soon discovered something.

He was locked in a cage and was also being carried up the high altar.

“What’s going on? I’ve become a sacrifice?” He was stunned.

Then the cheers of the believers below suddenly increased. A gust of wind swept over, and a huge figure descended from the sky, crashing onto the altar.

Yaro widened his eyes, because the one who had descended was Zecia.

And it was the complete version of the Silver Moon Dragon King Zecia.

Exactly the same as when he first saw her.

The silver dragon raised her neck and accepted the cheers of the believers below. Then she seemed to notice something, and her golden dragon eyes looked towards Yaro.

“Oh?” Zecia moved her huge body in front of him, and her hot dragon breath blew on him.

“Today’s sacrifice has a familiar face mixed in.”