Zhou Huai closed his eyes, no longer looking at the vivid faces before him.

He focused his consciousness, sensing the laws governing the flow of his surroundings.

That's amazing.

The air, the breeze, and the leaves here are just like in the real world.

This can no longer be simply called a dream.

It is not the kind of crude, visually deceptive illusion.

This... is simply a parallel world that Mr. Duan has peeled away and reconstructed from the underlying logic of the real world!

The person in front of you, even the most inconspicuous student on the roadside, has complete emotional feedback and heartbeat temperature.

They are indistinguishable from real people.

This is beyond what even a transcendent being could achieve.

This ability to create all things with a single thought is infinitely close to the legendary creator god!

It was flawless.

If it weren't for Chun's will suddenly appearing in my mind...

No matter how strong one's will is, it is impossible to wake up from this gentle embrace.

Zhou Huai secretly rejoiced.

If one is not careful, one will be completely lost here and become a walking corpse kept by Mr. Duan in this illusion.

The cheers around them had subsided.

The atmosphere on the job change platform became strange.

Zhou Huai's words, "childish act," and "Mr. Duan," just now stunned everyone.

The parents looked puzzled, completely baffled as to what nonsense Zhou Huai was spouting.

"Huai'er, what... what's wrong with you?"

The mother stepped forward and tried to take Zhou Huai's hand again. Her eyes were red, and she stared intently at him.

"What Mr. Duan? What kind of drama is this? Did you damage your spiritual essence because the strange phenomenon you just experienced was too strong?" The mother's voice trembled slightly.

Zhou Feng also frowned, his previously proud face darkening.

"Zhou Huai! Today is your joyous day, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Zhou Feng scolded, adopting a fatherly tone: "Quickly apologize to the principal and all the representatives! You child, you are so insensible!"

Ye Xi was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet.

She stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Huai's sleeve, and looked up at him.

"Brother Zhou Huai, what's wrong with you?"

"Please don't scare Xi'er..."

Large tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall at any moment.

Looking at the three real people in front of me.

Zhou Huaiping took a deep breath.

He neither shook off Ye Xi's hand nor refuted his father's rebuke.

Instead, his expression softened.

Zhou Huai lowered his head, his dark golden eyes flickering slightly.

Silently pondering.

Although this was a potentially deadly trap.

But I should thank that high and mighty Mr. Duan in my heart.

It was this old man who, through such despicable yet realistic means, briefly made up for the biggest regret deep in his heart in this world.

It allowed him to once again experience that long-lost maternal love.

It showed him how wonderful his and Ye Xi's youth would have been if that disaster hadn't happened back then.

However, regret is just regret.

The past can never be turned back.

I'm sorry.

Zhou Huai murmured softly.

"The real mother is still struggling to survive in that dark and hopeless spiritual dimension."

"The real Xi'er is also waiting for me to return and face this world that is about to collapse."

"I can't waste any more time here."

Zhou Huai raised his head, the tenderness in his eyes fading.

His gaze hardened, revealing a resolute determination.

He ignored his parents' calls and did not wipe away Ye Xi's tears. Instead, he turned his gaze to the azure sky above.

His body was extremely weak.

There was no flow of mana within this body.

Those top-tier clones who accompanied him in his world-destroying exploits and slaying countless powerful enemies—Yasuo, Moria, Xiang Yu, Gandalf, Yi, Arthur...

All contact has been lost, and they are unusable.

The attribute of "all things returning to oneness" was forcibly reset to zero in this world.

This is a blockade originating from the lowest level of the dimension.

Skills cannot be used.

Unable to summon clones.

Even the most basic magical elements cannot be mobilized in the slightest.

Zhou Huai frowned, but did not panic.

As a strong person, the more desperate the situation, the calmer he became.

"Tsubaki."

In his mind, Zhou Huai called out to that ethereal will.

"This illusion has completely locked down my underlying data."

"Tell me, how do I get out of this hellhole?"

A brief silence descends upon the depths of my mind.

Then, Chun's light voice echoed in my mind, transcending the barriers of space.

"Zhou Huai, you're usually a very smart person, so why are you getting so stubborn now?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Don't be bound by the rules set by Mr. Duan."

"The way to escape this illusion is actually very simple."

"The answer has always been in your own hands."

"In my hands?"

Zhou Huai was stunned for a moment.

He instinctively raised his hands.

Tall, clean, and without scars.

These are just the hands of an ordinary high school student; they are completely empty, containing nothing at all.

Without the Blood Dragon Spear, and without any magical artifacts to rely on.

But......

As he stared at the palm of his right hand, a strange illusion washed over him.

There is nothing to the naked eye.

But deep within his soul, his right hand was holding something.

It was heavy.

Heavy and hard, carrying an ancient and weathered feel that does not belong to this world.

A flash of inspiration struck me.

Zhou Huai suddenly realized.

"Understood!"

The Netherworld Chains of the Desolate Sea!

This artifact is no ordinary piece of equipment!

It has long been bound to the underlying logic of its soul and to that indelible destiny!

"Get out here!"

Zhou Huai's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and his right hand clenched tightly in mid-air!

Click—!

A sickening metallic scraping sound suddenly rang out on the sunny playground!

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

Zhou Huai's right palm, which had been empty, suddenly burst forth with dark golden light!

This light contained no fluctuations of magical elements, only the laws of suppression!

As the light swirled, a thick, phantom chain covered with intricate dark gold runes appeared along his arm!