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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 833

Chapter 834: The Dream Catastrophe Triggered by the Order of the Dream Realm

At this moment, in the Primordial Dream World.

When my consciousness took control of the essence of my soul, I felt as if I was about to wake up in a daze.

Within Fool Village, my conscious body was about to dissipate.

But I relied on my willpower, anchoring my consciousness to Fool Village, and decisively abandoned my physical form to let my soul dive deeply into the Primordial Dream World.

It was a marvelous process, as if my soul plunged into the deep sea, an endless hue of blue surfaced in my senses.

The further I went down, the heavier the pressure from the Primordial Dream World became on my soul, and my vision continued to dim.

Even though there were no eyes in the soul within the Primordial Dream World, and there was no light in the dream, all of this presented itself “truly” in perception.

All of this was the soul’s habitual cognition, understanding the unresolved with a method it could grasp.

If I forced myself to see the essence of everything through this layer of cognition, I would be overwhelmed and driven mad by the endless information of its essence.

This was the influence caused by years of spirit vision at the Floating World level; learning to ignore was a very important thing.

At this moment, I seemed to have two perspectives: one in the dream-like Fool Village, and the other an endless dark deep sea, with only a distant spark of consciousness anchoring me, allowing me to understand where I was heading.

The avatar of consciousness was ultimately just a lie of the dream; the consciousness entering the Primordial Dream World was fundamentally different from the soul entering the Primordial Dream World.

The Primordial Dream World could easily accept the wandering of consciousness, but even the soul state, closely related to the soul, had to truly endure the pressure from the Primordial Dream World.

However, as the essence of the soul, I possessed many means that ordinary consciousness could not employ.

After understanding the rules of the Primordial Dream World, I completed the reconstruction of the order within the dream!

That was my domain’s embryonic form!

When my domain’s embryonic form appeared in the dream, although I had anticipated it, it still brought me great surprise.

My domain was constructed on three levels of concepts.

The first foundation was the sixth sense heart sense of Self-Awakened Body Cultivation; when I entered the dream in the essence of the soul, the foundation of the domain came into existence.

Then there were two Great Spellbooks’ powers: [Extraordinary Knowledge] transcended dream and reality, serving as the other two foundations, perfectly reshaping the domain order in the dream!

Now I understood why my domain could overlap dream and reality using special Primordial Dream World runes combined with unique resonance.

All three foundational frameworks were sufficient to influence both dream and reality, and that was the most important reason; this was not something an ordinary person could achieve!

After the Primordial Dream World reshaped the order of my domain, I felt my soul lighten; the pressure from the Primordial Dream World had shifted from the essence of the soul to a counter-pressure on the order of the domain.

However… I was also concerned that there were no Void Rifts within the Primordial Dream World, which meant that my domain was lacking the stabilizing extraordinary energy.

But… there was information within the Dream World!

The means to influence information could be achieved through the perception channels of Self-Awakened Body Cultivation.

Therefore… If the previous domain was lifted by two Great Spellbooks using the infinite energy of Void Rifts, now it was Self-Awakened Body Cultivation using perception channels to interfere with the infinite information within the Primordial Dream World, maintaining the order of the domain, flying with the two Great Spellbooks!

The order of the domain was merely one expression and the utilization of rules.

The transition from reality to dream was not a complete transformation of the domain’s order; it was merely a change in how the rules of order were utilized.

The Great Knowledge Tree, as a carrier of knowledge, operated the creation of knowledge, memory, and information, relying on it to complete this cognitive replacement, achieving theoretical limits in efficiency.

Now I was no longer a drowning person submerged in the deep sea, but an existence residing within my domain’s order, capable of nearly anything, as long as the dream knew information supported such actions.

I slightly adjusted the posture of my soul and floated in the Primordial Dream World; everything around me was pitch black.

I could feel countless consciousnesses locking onto me in the darkness; this perception originated from my heart sense’s foresight of consciousness.

I gently snapped my fingers, and the area I was in flickered with the only light in the darkness, but it could not illuminate the entire Primordial Dream World.

And I could see clearly those “visitors.”

They were all dream creatures.

Unlike shallower dream creatures, they lacked the instinct to interact with me; they seemed to be eroded by much more malice, and I was viewed as food in their eyes, the target of their hostility.

They surrounded me like hunters, waiting for a special moment to pounce together.

But in any case, it seemed they would not find such an opportunity.

At this moment, steps began to gradually appear beneath my feet, guiding me to the place of my consciousness’s anchor.

This was the dream; time and distance could not be understood with the inertia of reality; only concepts, information, and anchoring were spoken of here.

The concepts within the dream were the perception channels.

The five senses allowed me to distinguish the existence of the dream, perceiving the dominion of concepts.

Heart sense made me aware of the state of consciousness.

Sense of time allowed me to move or remain still in the void.

Sense of space allowed me to establish connections between distance and anchoring.

And all of this was built upon information…

It could be said that every hurdle within the dream was intricately linked.

And I was here like a fish in water.

On the steps built in my domain, I continued to delve deeper because that was where my consciousness anchored Fool Village.

The restless dream creatures roamed continuously, as they sensed inherent danger; they did not know what it was.

Or rather, they had never seen the “domain concept” in the dream.

Perhaps… even the Academy Head of the Witch Academy had never heard of it.

Before I truly attempted it, I had always thought that utilizing domains in the Primordial Dream World was impossible.

Because the environment of the Primordial Dream World lacked nearly all the necessary conditions for a domain.

But I overlooked one problem; nothing in this world is absolute, and seeking possibility amid impossibility is merely superficial foolishness. By looking through the surface to see the essence, I understood that the essence of the domain concept was “order.”

Everything became simple.

Because the problem turned into “how to construct such a domain order within the dream using known rules and mastered means?”

And I was undoubtedly very fortunate.

The three components that constructed my domain were all my assets in the Primordial Dream World.

Even ordinary witches who grasp domains could hardly achieve such things.

To replicate my actions would at least require body cultivation in the domain, or… a domain shaped by a Great Spellbook.

But I derived benefits from both!

And under the knowledge reserves and processing capabilities of the Great Knowledge Tree, I quickly perfected this concept and speculation.

Now that I think about it… they truly could not lack each other.

Without the Great Spellbook, I would lack the means of [Extraordinary Knowledge], and without the perception channels of Five Senses Body Cultivation, I could not control information to construct the order of the information domain.

But what surprised me even more was… the totem!

Currently, my totem was structured on the unsealed triangle of “Self-Awakened Body Cultivation,” “Prototype Self-Generated Magic,” and the “Witch Race Concept.”

However, the totem within the dream could not tear the Void Rifts; this undoubtedly presented an excellent opportunity to understand the existence form of the totem.

You must know, the tearing of Void Rifts by the totem had always been an obstacle to my understanding of the totem, so I could only rely on my understanding of those three to aid in grasping the meaning of the totem.

Suddenly, an infinite inspiration emerged in my mind, but I had to face one issue… I needed to get rid of these dream creatures and reach Fool Village.

At this moment, the stairway within my domain extended infinitely in both directions.

The downward one led to the anchor of my consciousness in Fool Village.

And upward… was reality.

The Great Spellbook actually existed in reality, while its powers, concepts, and properties anchored to the essence of my soul, bridging the domain to delve deep into the Primordial Dream World.

This was the prudent method I described.

And at this moment in reality.

Due to my actions, the Expanding Realm stirred into a frenzy once more.

The Primordial Dream World now completely overlapped with the reality of the Expanding Realm; under the anchoring of the two Great Spellbooks and a soul, a spiraling “imagery staircase” illuminating two giant trees emerged.

The upward staircase seemed to connect to reality, while the downward staircase penetrated the Primordial Dream World; beings with low real perception could not even see the full picture of the staircase, as it bridged the two concepts of reality and dream.

Ordinary people could not achieve dividing the concept of “vision” into two entirely different levels.

They would only feel that the staircase had disappeared; that was a domain they could not reach with their real vision.

If they forcibly used real vision to see an unseen part, then the other part they previously saw would vanish because the leap of vision could not “understand” how opposing existences coexist.

The emergence of the staircase linking reality and dream was merely an appetizer.

Immediately after, countless dream creatures submerged in the Primordial Dream World surged forth at that moment.

The sky above the Expanding Realm seemed ready to be overwhelmed by such a dark mass of dream creatures.

Seeing such a terrifying scene startled many.

Only those extraordinary beings who had never witnessed the terror of the Primordial Dream World remained somewhat calm.

This was quite realistic; there were always some existences that had not reached a certain level of cognitive awareness who did not even qualify to feel fear.

After all, all of this merely affected this area of the Expanding Realm.

In their view, the actions of extraordinary-level powerhouses, this level of “real disaster,” could be resolved with just a wave of the hand.

“The Primordial Dream World is in chaos; what exactly did Xiao Han do in the Primordial Dream World? Theoretically, she should have no means in the Primordial Dream World… even the Dream Rewriting Spell cannot be used in the Primordial Dream World.”

After witnessing such a scene, a witch deeply wary of the Primordial Dream World spoke incredulously.

Many witches turned their attention to Mei Linde. As the Academy Head of the Witch Academy, she was also among the most knowledgeable witches.

The general situation was conveyed by Mei Linde to everyone, including Xiao Han’s preliminary report on her experiment, and whether any other witches were involved.

Thus, all of this truly puzzled the witches.

It couldn’t be… Xiao Han stumbled into something big in the Primordial Dream World?

Otherwise, there would be no explanation for why the Primordial Dream World would go berserk.

It’s worth noting that comparing the Primordial Dream World to an ocean, even if the Expanding Realm was repaired, it would only cause the dream tides to rise, overly stimulating the overlap between dream and reality. Once the Primordial Dream World resumed after this repaired Expanding Realm, dream and reality would return to a steady state.

But now! The depths of the Primordial Dream World had already descended into reality!

This was no longer something the dream tide could explain.

Perhaps there was a water tornado in the deep sea?

Although dreams could not destroy reality, life existing above reality would have their consciousness swallowed by the Primordial Dream World, even becoming completely lost within it!

And this was the most wished-for specific destruction strike by all who sought the Primordial Dream World.

Yet dreams and reality were completely two different concepts…

Therefore, many witches unanimously believed that Xiao Han’s dream experiment seemed to have triggered a more uncontrollable “dream catastrophe.”

It was like causing an 18-level typhoon in reality due to an astronomical phenomenon experiment—ridiculously absurd.

And all the extraordinary beings gathered here had no intention of stepping forward; they seemed like spectators witnessing the creation of disaster.

This was undoubtedly a very rare dream spectacle.

Until the scholars of the Wizard Academy overlooked that this was a scene of many academies in confrontation and took out wizard equipment to collect data and record images of this phenomenon.

The curiosity towards the unknown was the nature of all beings, and the scholars’ actions seemed to be implicitly allowed.

Meanwhile, on the Witch Academy’s side, witches embarking on the Great Topic of the Soul boldly approached to directly confront the descending Primordial Dream World.

“Be careful, don’t rush in,” Mei Linde reminded.

Even though she had been to the Primordial Dream World many times, she did not dare to underestimate it.

After all, compared to previous attempts to enter the Primordial Dream World, it was akin to diving into deep waters versus welcoming an approaching water tornado on shore.

Now, the Primordial Dream World descending into reality was far more aggressive than the tranquil Primordial Dream World.

“Don’t worry~ Without some cards up my sleeve, I wouldn’t dare take such a risky action,” said several witches stepping forward.

They resolutely approached; after all, they were only facing the Primordial Dream World, much like old sailors braving the waves at sea. Even knowing they could encounter fierce winds and waves at sea, they would still embark on the great ship.

This was not about walking to d*ath but about the witches’ interpretation of the spirit of exploration.

“We propose to put aside this pointless confrontation and explore the cause of this Primordial Dream World upheaval together, right? You must also have that little witch you need to rescue, after all? We could actually cooperate.”

At this moment, a wizard from the Wizard Academy looked toward several other extraordinary beings from different academies, as if conveying a tacit understanding in his gaze. He then stepped forward to Mei Linde and proposed their plan.

“Cooperation…”

Mei Linde looked at the wizard before her, then glanced at the other extraordinary beings from the other academies, and finally turned to Bai Yu nearby.

“Cooperation is naturally possible, but everything must be conducted under the witness of the Witch Contract.”

“Of course, let’s draft the contract together; I believe you wouldn’t want to waste too much time on such matters. After all, no one can guarantee how long that little witch can survive in such a turmoil of the Primordial Dream World, and how long this dream catastrophe will last.”

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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