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

Primal Dream State.

Fool’s Village

”Sage... You, what is this?”

The Village Chief watched the girl’s body before she gradually turned illusory.

She felt that the existence before her was no longer an independent individual, but a symbol, or rather, an icon.

She simply stood there, motionless, as if all ”life activities” had ceased.

Like a beacon standing tall upon the Starlight Tower.

The Village Chief naturally did not know exactly what was happening; previously, Sage Xiao Han had not told her what she should do if such a situation occurred.

She attempted to reach out her hand to touch the Sage before her, but she discovered that her hand simply passed through the Sage’s body.

But before she had time to investigate further, an anomaly appeared in the star-filled sky above Fool’s Village at this moment.

The stars transformed into pitch-black vortexes, as if the erosion of the Primal Dream State had begun to pour inward.

Accompanying the intensification of the vortexes, the entire sky became aggressive.

Even the Fool’s Dreams living beneath the false sky seemed to sense an unusual feeling at this moment and instinctively looked up, but all they could see was the harmony depicted for them by the Dream Picture Scroll.

But at this moment, only the Village Chief, a single Fool’s Dream, was here to face the cruel truth.

Fool’s Village... had begun to interface with the Primal Dream State!

This was not something that could be compared to the degree of a single dream creature breaking into the Fool’s Village dream state previously.

In the eyes of the Village Chief, that pitch-black sky swallowed the stars, and those countless black dots... every single one was a dream creature that all Fool’s Dreams would do anything to avoid!

Following the vortexes, they gathered here into a dream tide, as if they had discovered a peerless delicacy and wanted to display their most primitive urge to devour.

And Fool’s Village was exactly like a dish set on a platter, viewed as a feast by the dream creatures.

Such a terrifying tide of events frightened this Village Chief, who had lived for an unknown length of time, into falling onto her backside atop the Starlight Tower.

And when she instinctively wanted to seek help from the Sage on the side, she discovered that the illusory figure had almost dissipated from her vision.

The despair brought by the extinguishing of that last sliver of hope knocked down this highly respected Village Chief in this instant.

If there were only one or two dream creatures, or even a few more, three or four, she could still fight to the death to push these fellows completely back into the Primal Dream State.

But with so many dream creatures... she could not think of any way.

”No... how could it be like this? Sage, she, did she fail?”

The Village Chief murmured, and in her panic... the thought of resistance that had just begun to rise was gradually set aside by her once more.

”This is fine as well... at least the Heroes in reality are still living for us... for the existence of the Fool’s Dreams...”

But at the moment she saw those dream creatures descending from above, she still could not calmly accept all of this.

She only blamed herself for not having the strength to protect everyone!

”We have already clearly waited until the Sage arrived, why is it like this?”

The Village Chief scrambled up from the top of the tower; at least for now, she felt it was not yet the moment for despair.

They still had the Sacred Object!

The Dream Picture Scroll—this Sacred Object gathered the memories of all Fool’s Dreams and the history engraved in the past.

It was also the foundation and heritage that had sheltered Fool’s Village until today.

It relied on the power of the Sacred Object to weave the past of every Fool’s Dream and relied on memory to shape the collective Fool’s Village within the hearts of every Fool’s Dream.

Accompanying the power of the Primal Dream State pouring into Fool’s Village, the Dream Picture Scroll had the most violent reaction.

And as the Village Chief acknowledged by all Fool’s Dreams, she possessed the ability to dominate the memories and past of every Fool’s Dream within the Dream Picture Scroll.

When the Dream Picture Scroll was activated by the Village Chief, countless memories continuously surfaced from the scroll.

The invisible information woven from countless past ”years” and ”event nodes” resisted the washing of the Primal Dream State and the gnawing of the dream creatures.

She did her utmost to hold the Primal Dream State outside Fool’s Village, struggling for that negligible survival space for all the Fool’s Dreams, just so their daily lives would not be disturbed.

Accompanied by the washing of vast amounts of memory, the Village Chief watched those memories being continuously ”consumed,” and for the first time, she felt the numbness of repetition.

Those memories repeated day after day; they were woven into the current Fool’s Village, creating a prosperous and harmonious life.

But even though it was a daily routine repeated an unknown number of times, within this short period, it continuously washed over her cognition, causing this Village Chief to produce numbness and bewilderment toward life for the first time.

But her cognition continuously told her, wasn’t this the beauty pursued by life?

Everything deposited within the Primal Dream State, all the longings for beauty, seemed to be performed in this way.

But the Village Chief, who had never truly experienced the longing of life for beauty, did not seem to understand a concept.

Sinking within an endless world of beauty was no different from being in hell.

After the Dream Picture Scroll resisted the first wave of the dream creatures’ sudden raid, the Village Chief understood that continuing like this was merely a drop in the bucket.

Looking at the dream creatures about to break into Fool’s Village, the Dream Picture Scroll absolutely could not resist such existences.

Was she to just accept her fate like this?

While she was thinking so despairingly, she felt that familiar throb coming from the Dream Picture Scroll.

”It’s the Sage!”

The Village Chief was instantly excited.

Only the Sage holding the Sacred Object could trigger such a reaction from the Dream Picture Scroll!

Exactly at the moment of her excitement, a scene that shocked her into speechlessness suddenly bloomed above the starry sky.

A long staircase wound its way down from that deep Primal Dream State.

She would absolutely not mistake that majestic figure!

”Sage!”

The Village Chief also let out a heartfelt call at this moment, as if she suddenly had a backbone and someone to rely on.

Perhaps she had never been a qualified Village Chief; she had only prepared herself to sacrifice for Fool’s Village at any moment from the very first.

Using her own fall into the Primal Dream State to exchange for the peace and stability of Fool’s Village—this was the mission for the continued existence of Fool’s Village.

At this moment, her call seemed to be noticed by the Sage.

Her current form was so dazzling that the Fool’s Dreams could not see her figure clearly.

Even the dream creatures did not dare to approach the great Sage by half an inch; the pitch-black Nightmares formed a vacuum domain that absolutely could not be violated only around her body.

”Apologies... I also did not expect that a single act of mine would cause such an impact on Fool’s Village...”

At this time, my voice echoed above Fool’s Village.

Looking at the Village Chief on the Starlight Tower, my heart still held much apology.

But clearly, a verbal apology had no meaning now, and the best apology... was to help Fool’s Village solve all the current trouble with practical action!

”I’ll handle all of this now.”

Accompanying my voice reaching the Village Chief’s ears, a creation in the style of the Book in the Casket appeared in my hand once again.

But this was still not the Book in the Casket; after all, physical matter from reality could not appear within a dream.

But this one in my hand... a creation belonging to my domain, represented the order within my dream domain!

And the concept it anchored was that of a weapon, as well as the manifestation of the order of knowledge power within the Book in the Casket.

The pages flipped open, and massive knowledge power bloomed from within the Book in the Casket.

Knowledge transformed into golden chains, reinforced with the annotation technique to seal and pierce through the bodies of the dream creatures.

And this was far from over.

The chains formed by knowledge power wove into a massive golden net, completely sealing the inward-pouring vortex between Fool’s Village and the Primal Dream State.

The endless dream creatures could not invade it in the face of the domain order.

And everything ended just like that, light as a feather.

I lightly tossed the Book in the Casket in my hand upward.

It seemed to form the final shackle of the seal, completely blocking the invasion of the Primal Dream State.

”Wonderful... as expected, no dream creature can withstand the true power of the Sage!”

Seeing my figure gradually approaching the direction of the Starlight Tower, the Village Chief also stepped forward excitedly.

”This was originally a disaster triggered by us; it is only natural and right for me to quell it. I only hope that you will not blame me.”

I supported the Village Chief as she stood up and comforted her.

”No... it’s not like that. The Sage is the hope of our Fool’s Dream race. How could we possibly blame you? Even if there is blame, it should be on those bad fellows! Taking advantage of the moment the Sage returned to launch a raid on Fool’s Village...”

”Then let’s not argue about that...”

Seeing that the Village Chief was still so stubborn, I did not continue to take the blame.

Regardless of anything, this matter had more or less passed.

My initial attempt—leading my soul into Fool’s Village—this conception had also completed its deployment.

The soul entering Fool’s Village at this moment was so smooth it was almost ridiculous.

However, the dream creatures could not be blamed for not being strong enough; rather, it was the depth of my heritage that was sufficient to let me adapt to this Primal Dream State.

I dared not say a dreamified domain could be wanton without rivals within the Primal Dream State, but as far as the present was concerned, such power was enough for me to protect myself and shelter this group of Fool’s Dreams.

And this represented that I had sufficient time, energy, and capital to conduct the experiments I wanted within the Primal Dream State.

What could be a more dreamlike opening than this?

Lest one forgets, my initial thought was to complete the shaping of life for the Fool’s Dreams; it was only a series of accidents that forced me to explore the possibility of dream-state soul-substance.

Even though I had now encountered another group of Fool’s Dreams, this still would not change my original intention.

After comforting the Village Chief, I took her with me to leave the Starlight Tower.

After all, such a big event had just happened in Fool’s Village.

Even if everything was obscured by the false sky shaped by the Dream Picture Scroll, many Fool’s Dreams still perceived the anomaly.

After some discussion, the Village Chief and I also decided not to tell everyone the truth for the time being.

After all, regarding such matters that easily created panic, even if an explanation was given, it would leave uneasy thoughts for the Fool’s Dreams.

Since the final result was good anyway, there was no need to cause unnecessary complications.

So in the end... the Village Chief only told everyone that their Sage had once again driven away the dream creatures invading Fool’s Village and protected everyone.

And this was similarly the truth, was it not?

It was just that the number of dream creatures was not pointedly mentioned.

After some celebration, everyone returned to their normal ”lives” once more.

Only the Village Chief, upon seeing that everyone had returned to the familiar ”daily routine” of the past, had a hint of a strange feeling in her heart.

”What’s wrong?”

I sensed the Village Chief’s inner struggle at this moment.

Even without using Heart Sense, I could interpret it from her expression... she seemed to be grieving for the other Fool’s Dreams.

”No... it’s nothing. Seeing them able to happily return to normal life, I am also very happy!”

”Really?”

”Yes, really...”

”Alright then.”

My gaze watched this Village Chief, making her turn her head away somewhat embarrassedly.

I was not clear on exactly what this Village Chief had thought of; after all, Heart Sense was not mind-reading.

However, I sensed from her body a hint of... unwillingness regarding the current situation?

In short, it was a very complex and struggling contradictory emotion, to the point that she constantly tried to avoid this feeling.

Returning to my own small house, after playing for a bit with Fool’s Blue and the other Fool’s Dreams, I also began my proper business.

Previously, I had made a bold assumption about the concept of Nightmares—that Nightmares were dream-state soul-substance, only contaminated by negative information and concepts.

Then the next thing to do was naturally to attempt to separate the contamination within the Nightmare.

Previously, relying on my consciousness to perform an incomplete Soul Depiction had already verified the characteristic of Nightmares being the raw material for the Soul Depiction technique.

Once the problem of it being unable to sublimate into a certain concept of a higher level was solved, everything would have an answer.

However, this was undoubtedly a long process, with many problems needing to be solved.

For example, how to perceive the emotions within the Nightmare, how to define negative emotions, and how to strip such negative emotional concepts from the Nightmare based on the definition...

All of this required a large number of experiments and bold guesses to continuously move forward.

And while Fool’s Village had resolved this crisis.

Over here in the real world of the Expansion Realm, various explorations of the Primal Dream State were still proceeding in full swing.

”Are all those witches that good at courting death? They actually proactively stepped into the Primal Dream State, and even walked onto that staircase.”

The people on the side of the Transcendent Wizards watched the actions of the Witch Academy, being both envious and not daring to truly imitate them like that.

The Wizards represented rationality!

In the face of such an unknown existence, recklessness was the greatest act of irresponsibility toward oneself.

But this also represented the terrifying heritage of the witch race from a side perspective!

Witches, as the originators of the Fourth Interpretation of Life, used the Great Project of the Soul as a Truth Offering to transform into the foundation of the witch race’s life essence.

This was something their races could never compare with.

The advantage brought by the concept of the Soul in the field of the Primal Dream State was similarly unprecedented.

However, the reason the concept of the Soul could not be promoted was naturally because the race that launched this wave was the Transcendent Witches!

Accepting the concept of the Soul was equivalent to walking within the framework established by the witches; the past history of the Void had long ago pointed the way for them.

It was better to still use soul-substance as the life framework; at least the development of soul-substance had a long history, and every race had its own heritage regarding the system of soul-substance life essence.

As for the Soul... that was hard to say.

However, the advantage of the Soul in the field of the Primal Dream State forced the various races to attach importance to it, although on the surface, they still had to resist it.