Dreams are dreams after all.
Lin Feng, with just a brief investigation, discovered numerous loopholes.
However, it couldn't be entirely blamed on the dream weaver's lack of skill.
To trap him, Silver Superman, in a dream for an entire day was something to brag about for a year.
Bidding farewell to the constructed dreamscape, Lin Feng opened his eyes again, having returned to the Marvel world.
Lin Feng sensed that roughly half a day had passed.
He wasn't sure when he had entered the dream, but judging by the date, it was now afternoon, and the previous day he had not been trapped in a dream.
He knew it, his Silver Superman couldn't be fake.
Lin Feng wanted nothing to do with such melodramatic plots.
Lin Feng floated above his bedroom.
He was currently in an invisible soul state.
"Symbiote legion, Doctor?" In his soul state, Lin Feng stroked his chin, quickly realizing that Susan must have summoned Tony.
But Wanda, Ling Jili, and Tony were not present?
Lin Feng didn't dwell on it, closing his eyes to search for their locations.
Then, he witnessed a scene of epic battle.
Alright, so that's why, they had gone to the depths of space to fight.
Whoa, a clone too?
Were they not afraid of exposing themselves by having so much fun?
But fortunately, the clone was as smart as him and knew how to disguise itself.
Yet, the way they used their heat rays was truly excessive...
And what was that shining luminous sphere? A bald sorcerer supreme?
Lin Feng also saw the Ancient One.
Not fighting on Blue Star must also be related to the Ancient One.
This was for the best, if they had fought on Blue Star, Lin Feng might have had to use the Infinity Stones to save the day.
The two sides were clearly not on the same level, Hela was at a disadvantage and should have been apprehended soon.
However, Hela's hand reaching into the void made Lin Feng frown.
Lin Feng didn't know what was in there, but it gave him a faint sense of threat.
Breaking line of sight, Lin Feng glanced at himself lying on the bed.
Susan was sitting by his bedside, holding his hand, her face filled with anxiety.
"Just a little longer, it will be over soon..."
Lin Feng closed his eyes.
"Come, let me see, which bastard is trying to mess with me!"
He didn't return to his body immediately, as he wasn't sure if the bastard messing with him had any escape routes.
Being powerful didn't mean being arrogant; Lin Feng was always cautious in certain aspects.
Hela could probably hold on for a while longer. He should deal with that bastard first, otherwise, if that bastard played any more tricks, wouldn't it just add to the trouble?
What Lin Feng didn't know was that the bastard messing with him had no escape routes.
Mars, a planet not too far or too close to Blue Star.
Of course, this standard was measured by galactic distances.
Mark was sitting in a corner of this planet.
He was now sweating profusely.
In front of him lay two glowing shards of the Cosmic Heart.
It was he who, with the help of the two Cosmic Heart shards, had constructed a dream for Lin Feng.
"I wonder if Hela and the others succeeded." Mark struggled to maintain the operation of the Cosmic Heart shards.
Unable to receive any news, he had been maintaining his dream-weaving at full capacity, which consumed a great deal of his stamina.
He had drunk the potion Hela had given him; it was effective, even more so than imagined.
However, creating a dream for Lin Feng was proving to be unexpectedly difficult.
He took out something that looked like a walkie-talkie.
"Hela, Hela?!"
"The drug is almost wearing off, and I can't hold on much longer. Are you guys done yet!"
Mark's face was pale, and he anxiously yelled into the communicator.
But the communicator only responded with static.
Clearly, his signal was not being received.
"Damn it!" Mark gnashed his back teeth.
This was the third time he had tried to contact Hela, and he had received no reply.
Could these two scoundrels be deceiving him!
Making him create a dream for such a powerful person, and then they both disappeared?
But, in the grand scheme of things, he didn't seem to have anything to be deceived about.
The most valuable thing he possessed was probably this Cosmic Heart shard.
Mark looked at the two shards before him and fell into thought.
Now, both Cosmic Heart shards were with him.
He didn't believe anyone would offer a Cosmic Heart shard just to amuse themselves.
Could it be?
Mark suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.
Had Lin Feng woken up?
He quickly looked to the side.
There was a mirror-like object.
The image reflected within it was of Lin Feng lying on the bed.
He was a dream weaver, but he hadn't chosen to enter Lin Feng's dream.
Why? Because he didn't dare.
Lin Feng was not an ordinary person; barging into his dream might have the opposite effect.
This was puzzling, what was happening now...
Mark became agitated.
Calculating the time, he could only hold on for about ten more minutes at most.
Since he couldn't reach Hela now, if he didn't get a response within ten minutes, he planned to escape.
As for the extra Cosmic Heart shard, he would consider it his payment.
Mark was contemplating this.
Just then, a hand gently patted his shoulder from behind.
"Stop messing around! I'm busy!" Mark impatiently swatted away the hand on his shoulder.
Agitated, he didn't realize how terrifying it was for someone to pat your shoulder in the vastness of space.
Before Mark could react, the hand patted his shoulder again.
"Tsk, who is it! At this time, who..."
Mark irritably turned his head to curse, but before he could finish, he choked.
What in the hell!
Upon seeing who was patting his shoulder, cold sweat poured down like a waterfall!
"Yo, having fun?" Lin Feng looked at him with a wry smile.
A chilling aura emanated from him; it was killing intent!
"Mr. Lin Lin Lin, Lin Feng?!" Mark bit his tongue before he could finish speaking.
"What are you playing? Let me join!" Lin Feng feigned curiosity, peering forward, but his eyes were ice-cold.
Gulp.
Mark swallowed with great difficulty, suddenly feeling like half his life had been lost.
His mind no longer had the capacity to process why the ultimate boss he was dealing with had appeared before him.
What he could think about was how to save his life.
Although he had prepared himself mentally, facing Lin Feng directly was not as calm as he had imagined.
Look, he's smiling!
But his eyes clearly held the gaze of someone looking at a dead man!
Gulp!
Mark swallowed again, forcing a smile, and spoke with difficulty.
"Mr. Lin, Lin Feng, did you sleep well..."
"Well, I'm a dream weaver, dedicated to creating a good sleep environment for everyone!"
"This time, I just wanted to make friends with Mr. Lin Feng..."