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Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)

Chapter 910: ‘Cut’? Why ‘cut’? I refuse to accept it!
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Song Shuhang had a bad premonition.

But right at this time, Director Jacob nodded, very satisfied. Thereupon, with a smile, he said, "Try out those clothes on Mister Song and choose the most suitable one. It's better to choose one that doesn't cause trouble while running."

Just in this fashion, the various make-up artists grabbed Song Shuhang, and brought him to another dressing room.

"You want me to try out these clothes?" The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched. Then, he started to struggle with all his might. "Stop joking. I don't want to wear these clothes!"

However... possibly because it was a dream, his strength of the Third Stage Realm was unable to prevent those make-up artists from dragging him away.

Something like this would often happen in dreams. Each time a person was having a nightmare and someone was chasing after them to kill them, they would feel as though they were lacking all their strength. As such, the enemy would quickly catch up to them and chop them to pieces...

As a result, Song Shuhang was forcefully dragged into that other dressing room, where the make-up artists started to do their job.

They applied some basic make-up, attached new eyelashes, and then blackened his eyebrows.

After seeing his continuously changing face in the mirror, a feeling that words couldn't describe welled up in Song Shuhang's heart. For some reason, he thought of Senior Copper Trigram. What he was wondering was... how did Senior Copper Trigram feel each time he saw his face change into that of another person while using his disguising technique?

No, wait a moment. Why was he even thinking about Senior Copper Trigram...?

On the other hand, why was he dreaming of such an eye-blinding matter while sleeping?

As the saying went: one would dream at night about what they thought during the day. However, he hadn't really thought about anything female-clothing-related earlier...

Was it possible that it was a memory from long before?

Song Shuhang calmed down, and recalled the things he had experienced in this dream. He'd first met Venerable Spirit Butterfly, then Director Jacob and the make-up artists.

After linking together the various clues, Song Shuhang suddenly remembered another matter... Not too long ago, Venerable Spirit Butterfly had mentioned that he wanted to shoot a new movie, and he had proposed Shuhang play the part of a tailor-made male character that liked to wear female clothing.

Yes, that was it! The reason he was having this eye-blinding dream was surely that memory.

It was all Senior Spirit Butterfly's fault!

I can't allow this to continue any further... Even if it's just a dream, I don't want to get tormented like this! After thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang started to struggle again in his dream.

However, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out, and he had no choice but to softly lay on the chair.

The make-up artists wore smiles on their faces as they started to fiddle with his face.

What a scary nightmare.

Still, he had to find a way to wake up!

Ye Si, Ye Si, wake me up! Song Shuhang shouted inwardly.

He had signed the ghost spirit contract with Ye Si, and even if he was dreaming, he needed but a thought to get in touch with Ye Si.

However, Ye Si didn't reply.

The connection between the two had unexpectedly lost its effectiveness!

How was this possible? Song Shuhang couldn't help but furrow his brows.

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"Whatever... since I can't get in contact with Ye Si, I can only rely on myself!" After thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang increased his breathing frequency.

Each time he was having a nightmare, Song Shuhang would wake up as long as he started to breathe quickly.

He was very sure of the effects of this method.

As such, Song Shuhang started breathing faster and faster.

After breathing like this for around twenty times...

At last...

Song Shuhang's eyes lit up. He wasn't inside that dressing room anymore!

He had woken up!

That was simply great.

Song Shuhang opened his eyes, and looked all around.

Actually, no... the dream wasn't over just yet!

Although he had left the dressing room, he was now on the top of a volcano, not too far from the crater. Below him was boiling hot magma, but even if he was this close to the crater, he didn't feel hot. On the contrary, he even got an icy cold feeling!

Just as before, he was still dreaming!

"What's the matter with this damned dream?!" Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

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What was going to happen in this strange dream now that he had been shifted to the crater of this volcano?

Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thought, his body moved on its own, starting to run toward the edge of the crater.

"...I've got a bad feeling." Song Shuhang felt somewhat uncomfortable while running, and he subconsciously lowered his head, looking at his lower body.

When he lowered his head, he discovered that his clothes were already different from before.

At this time, he was wearing a full-body western suit.

If he was wearing a western suit, so be it. It was something he could accept.

The problem was that no matter how he looked at the western suit, it didn't look like something designed for a man. The contour of the pants, in particular, resembled that of a woman.

Song Shuhang felt somewhat depressed.

Had this female clothing thing not come to an end yet?

Since the scene in the dream had changed, was it really necessary to keep the 'female clothing' fetish around?

Just as Song Shuhang was ridiculing the situation, a system notification window appeared in the top left corner of his field of vision.

It used black characters with golden outline, very eye-catching.

[Lines: Little Reckless, Little Reckless~ where are you?! Quickly reply!" PS: Please appear 'worried' while reciting these lines.]

"..." Song Shuhang.

What the hell was that?

Had the story unfolding in the dream turned into a video game?

Moreover, didn't this Little Reckless name sound really toxic?

After hearing this name, he was reminded of Senior Thrice Reckless from the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Song Shuhang decided to ignore the system notification.

But right at this time, the text in the window changed.

[The countdown is about to start. You have 20 seconds to say the lines "Little Reckless~ where are you?! Quickly reply!" with a worried expression. If you don't, you might have to face punishment.]

Along with the text on the system notification window changing, the picture of a stopwatch appeared in the top right corner of his field of vision, quickly starting to count down.

20, 19, 18... 15, 14... 11...

The numbers started to decrease very quickly.

Punishment? Bring it on! This is only a dream, and if you want to punish me, just go ahead! The crueler the punishment, the better!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Song Shuhang's body started to dash toward that crater full of boiling magma.

The speed he was running at was extremely fast, and the brake feature seemed to be missing.

According to Song Shuhang's calculation, he would jump into that lake of magma in 10 more seconds if he didn't stop. At the same time, that cool and refreshing feeling disappeared, replaced by a blazing heat! If it was this hot just by approaching the crater, he could only imagine how wonderful things would get after diving into that lake of magma.

Just what kind of dream was this?! It suddenly turned into a video game, and he was now forced to complete quests!

The stopwatch on the right had already counted down to 9 seconds, and Song Shuhang was mentally preparing himself to jump into that lake of magma.

But just as he was about to fall in the lake of magma, he changed his mind.

Song Shuhang had a sudden inspiration, and decided to say those lines to see what would happen.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the punishment... after all, it was just a dream, and even if he fell into that lake of magma, it wouldn't be a big deal. It was just a dream, and even dying a thousand times wouldn't be much of a problem.

The reason Song Shuhang changed his mind was that he wanted to see how the dream would change after he had said those lines.

He felt that this dream was rather eccentric.

Therefore, there was a chance he might obtain some clues after saying those lines.

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Thereupon, Song Shuhang said the lines, "Little Reckless, Little Reckless, where are you?! Quickly reply!"

After he finished saying the lines, his eyes suddenly shone. Next, he saw that there was a silhouette struggling in the magma below.

After hearing Song Shuhang's voice, the figure raised its head, and looked upward.

That face was very familiar...

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That was none other than Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

Little Reckless had suddenly turned into Senior Thrice Reckless. Just what was wrong with this dream?!

"My friend, save me! Quickly pull me up!" Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber shouted.

Song Shuhang said subconsciously, "Why don't you come up on your own?"

"I'm unable to come up on my own! I need your help. Please, help me!" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said anxiously.

"..." Song Shuhang.

You are an expert of the Fifth Stage Realm... Can't you just instantly fly out of that magma? What do you need my help for?

Just as he was in deep thought, another system notification window appeared in front of his eyes.

[Please look for a hidden mechanism next to the crater of the volcano. The secret to escaping this place and saving 'Little Reckless' is concealed in there. Note: After 60 seconds, the volcano will start erupting. Please make haste so as to avoid getting involved in the eruption.]

Another stopwatch appeared in the top right corner of Song Shuhang's field of vision.

"..." Song Shuhang.

Should he continue playing this game?

The already strange dream was getting even weirder and weirder.

After pondering for a moment, Song Shuhang made up his mind, and decided to continue. After all, it was like playing an adventure-type video game.

He turned around, and started searching the area close to the crater.

However, the crater was huge... How was he supposed to find that mechanism?!

In addition, how did that mechanism look? Couldn't they give him some additional information?

Time quickly passed by, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of those 60 seconds were already gone. But, Song Shuhang had yet to find the mechanism.

60 seconds were too little to complete the task...

After seeing that Song Shuhang was unable to find the hidden mechanism, Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, who still amidst the boiling magma below, started to get anxious.

Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber shouted, "My friend, look at your 6 o'clock. There is a flight of stairs there, and after you go up to the third step, open a small box and throw at me the equipment inside. I can get away from here thanks to that equipment! There isn't much time left, quick!"

So there was the option to get a hint. You could have said that earlier! Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Thereupon, Shuhang headed to his 6 o'clock.

But after he had taken two steps... he faintly heard the sound 'cut' beside his ear.

In the next moment, dense fog appeared before his eyes, completely wrapping Shuhang.

Then, he could also faintly hear Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber's angry howl in the background. "Why 'cut'? Tell me the reason behind that 'cut'! I just gave him a piece of advice, and I didn't break the rules in any way! Ouch! Mom, I'm getting burned alive! I'm dying!"

The dense fog wrapping Song Shuhang made him feel once again as if he was riding the mist.

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After the dense fog dispersed, Song Shuhang discovered that he had returned to that airspace above the surface of the sea. The clothes he was wearing had also reverted to the ones he was wearing previously. Just like before, he was stepping on Meteor Sword and quickly flying forward.

The damned dream still wasn't over!