Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 592 - 373. Star Map_2

Wen Zehan was very excited and nodded vigorously, "Mr. Spirit Crows, I understand!"

He had just experienced the magic of Satellite Star Formation in the Dream Realm, and naturally wished to have this ability in reality as well.

Then.

All the illusory Spirit Crows disappeared.

Feng Yanchen looked at Wen Zehan with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he said this.

However, this commander did not press the issue but instead changed the topic, "Today the Spirit Crow office notified the Political Hall of our province, which is when I learned that this Lord suddenly visited Jindu City."

Wen Zehan, distracted, replied with an "Mm," "Mr. Spirit Crows is indeed a legendary figure who comes and goes without a trace."

Feng Yanchen sighed again, "Originally, the provincial Political Hall specially arranged a private jet to send Mr. Spirit Crows back to Mo Bei Province, but we didn’t even get a chance to mention it."

Wen Zehan’s tone was somewhat subtle, "I fear Mr. Spirit Crows has already returned to Mo Bei Province."

Feng Yanchen instinctively refuted, "That’s impossible, right?"

He provided the reason, "Mo Bei Province is the northernmost province of Great Xia, which is thousands of kilometers away from Tianfu Province. Even flying by missile would take half an hour."

Wen Zehan shook his head, "Just now, Mr. Spirit Crows spoke to me through the illusory Spirit Crows, and I saw with my own eyes that Mr. Spirit Crows was in Tolan City in Mo Bei Province."

Feng Yanchen was almost dumbfounded.

Seriously? Leaving Jindu City and arriving in Tolan City in the blink of an eye, what kind of divine power is this?

Wen Zehan explained, "Crossing thousands of kilometers in one step is unimaginable for ordinary people, but Mr. Spirit Crows possesses extremely rare Spatial Ability, this is just a trivial matter for the Lord."

Now he understood that the Lord could return with just one step and naturally wouldn’t take the private jet arranged by the provincial Political Hall.

Moreover, given the Lord’s current status, if he really needed a plane, the country would surely modify a special jet for him.

Feng Yanchen still wore an expression of disbelief, "Well, it truly overturns my understanding."

The commander showed a warm smile and extended an invitation, "Mr. Wen, I wonder if you’d be willing to serve as a special consultant for the provincial Political Hall?"

Wen Zehan felt a bit strange.

He was not an important figure in the research institute, and the leadership didn’t value him much. Even his position as a senior researcher was earned through years of diligent work.

He didn’t expect Mr. Spirit Crows to visit, and the province’s second-in-command personally extended an olive branch.

Wen Zehan thought it over and ultimately chose to decline the invitation, "I apologize, Commander Feng, Mr. Spirit Crows has entrusted me with a very important task, so I’m afraid I won’t have much time."

This was a lie.

He was inherently stubborn, simply unwilling to deal with these slippery bureaucrats.

Feng Yanchen sighed regretfully, "Alright, I won’t disturb you then."

Since he was a person valued by Mr. Spirit Crows, even after being rejected, the commander dared not press further.

Soon.

The guests all left.

The living room returned to silence.

The main bedroom door opened with a "click," and his wife came out wearing a change of clothes.

She had freshened up, and the tear marks on her face were gone, but her eyes were still a bit swollen.

Her voice carried a slight nasal tone, "Old Wen, who was just here?"

Wen Zehan answered truthfully, "Mr. Spirit Crows was here."

Poor Feng Yanchen, the province’s second-in-command, was so gloriously ignored.

His wife let out an "Ah," completely stunned.

She stood dumbfounded for a few seconds, suddenly full of regret, "Mr. Spirit Crows was here, why didn’t you tell me?"

Having the chance to see Mr. Spirit Crows in person would be something to brag about for a lifetime, and she definitely regretted missing it.

Wen Zehan laughed bitterly, "The Lord was beside me; I was so nervous, I couldn’t even think straight."

He retorted, "Even if I had remembered, could I have possibly shouted, ’Xiumei, come out quickly to see the Lord’ in front of him?"

His wife was stumped by the question.

Wen Zehan laughed again, "Don’t worry, the Spirit Crow Lord personally visited our home today, you’ll definitely have another chance to see him in the future."

His wife then remembered a question, "By the way, why would someone as important as Mr. Spirit Crows come to our home?"

Wen Zehan explained the whole story to her.

His wife’s eyes widened, "The Dream Realm was actually Mr. Spirit Crows’s test?"

Wen Zehan nodded, analyzing, "Thinking back now, I feel that Mr. Spirit Crows set up three challenges in the Dream Realm, each more difficult than the last."

His wife curiously asked, "Which three?"

Wen Zehan elaborated, "The first challenge was to definitely not go to the underground shelter.

"Mr. Spirit Crows also created a broadcast in the Dream Realm to deliberately mislead the candidates undergoing the test.

If you panic and follow the broadcast’s instructions, you’d undoubtedly be led astray, then the Primordial Monsters would invade the shelter, and you’d be immediately eliminated."

His wife nodded repeatedly, "The Lord is so insidious!"

Wen Zehan continued to analyze, "The first challenge seems simple but actually requires extremely strong psychological resilience to remain calm in crisis."

His wife acknowledged, "My psychological resilience is poor; I almost got led astray by the broadcast. Fortunately, Old Wen, your resilience is good."

Wen Zehan added, "But merely remaining calm under pressure is not enough. One must also regularly gather valid information to understand the monsters in the Sea of Death Black Sand.