Deep within Locke's inner soul, a planar gate automatically formed on the mental domain level. Thus, his soul and body remained in place, while his mind passed through the planar gate in the mental domain and entered the special plane called the Emerald Dream.

Witch Yekaterina placed him on her chair. At the same time, Fafnir, who had been hiding his form with incantations, appeared in this conference room. His body was in a reduced state.

Witch Yekaterina's lips curved up as she looked at the golden dragon Fafnir, saying, "Well then, I won this time. This child has adapted very well to Cloud Marsh Wetland."

"Has your opinion of him changed now?"

The golden dragon Fafnir irritably swung his dragon tail, circling around the unconscious Locke. "My opinion of him has never changed. Excellent, his strengths are very strong, but his weaknesses are very weak. I just didn't expect that he would awaken the special ability that only the true dragon race possesses so quickly, super intuition."

"With this special ability, doing basic research will indeed be very convenient. His intuition will become his most powerful weapon."

Golden dragon Fafnir said, "But my opinion of him still hasn't changed. Right now, he hasn't adapted to Cloud Marsh Wetland. You know the difference very well, Yekaterina."

"He's simply used his talent to make Cloud Marsh Wetland accept him. His weaknesses still exist, team collaboration ability."

"Also, there's the problem of insufficient understanding of the higher path. I've observed that Wizard Daniel is growing faster than him in this regard."

Golden dragon Fafnir suddenly said, "Yekaterina, perhaps that outstanding young First Circle wizard who graduated from this academy that you rejected could also grow faster than this little dragon."

Witch Yekaterina looked calmly at golden dragon Fafnir. "You're really too afraid of unknown situations."

"Moreover, it's not just me choosing him. The society behind me also chose him. A wizard with Immortal Dragon Scales will be considered an excellent reserve member by the society."

"He's one of our own."

Golden dragon Fafnir shook his head slightly. "I'm not afraid, just find it troublesome."

"Forget it. I insist that my view of him is correct. Excluding the influence of the society's political factors, my judgment of him remains unchanged."

"Let's continue watching. Events will develop on their own."

Golden dragon Fafnir looked down at Locke. "However, what's wrong with this little dragon? His soul and body are both here, but his mind has already left this place. Did something happen?"

Witch Yekaterina said, "It's nothing much. Just the world will of the Emerald Dream conscripting him."

Golden dragon Fafnir knew nothing about plant-type magic, so a flash of confusion passed through his dragon pupils, then he stopped thinking about it. "Emerald Dream? Oh, that world that's very special among plant-type wizards, right? When I was young, I encountered a plant-type wizard enemy who used ritual magic to borrow the power of the Emerald Dream."

"So I have an impression of it."

"That plane is indeed quite troublesome. Moreover, the Emerald plane has had a contract with the green dragon race lasting ten thousand years. I rarely see green dragons take a promise so seriously. I've always suspected that those green dragons have some unknown conspiracy in the Emerald plane..."

Golden dragon Fafnir wasn't a plant-type wizard, so he couldn't understand that being conscripted by the world will of the Emerald plane was a very special situation.

He simply understood it as First Circle crystallization stage ritual magic.

But the problem was, the First Circle crystallization stage corresponded to the hatchling period for true dragons, and for golden dragon Fafnir, he wouldn't put the slightest bit of attention on memories of life as a hatchling, so he didn't pay much attention.

Witch Yekaterina glanced at golden dragon Fafnir. After all, golden dragons weren't wizards, so naturally they wouldn't realize that ritual magic wasn't that simple.

Unlike true dragons who were born as Third Circle creatures, wizards worked themselves to exhaustion to advance from the first breakthrough to the second breakthrough, building a complete advancement path.

Ritual magic and advanced meditation methods were both methods to help First Circle wizards become Second Circle wizards.

Ritual magic wasn't that simple.

It was just that most wizards were so short-sighted that they turned ritual magic into high-interest loans, thus making ritual magic synonymous with something dangerous.

Witch Yekaterina pondered for a moment. "He's fallen into the Emerald Sleep."

"He won't wake up anytime soon. I should go request leave for him at the laboratory. Otherwise, every day of absence will deduct a certain amount of points. Wait, if I request leave for him, it will cause a chain reaction."

Yekaterina looked at Locke and thought, "Being absent for a few days shouldn't be a big deal."

"It's just deducting some points."

Even though she was the one who established the rules for this point ranking system.

Witch Yekaterina summoned a female half-dragon servant whose bloodline power reached First Circle level, "Place him on the bed in the rest room next to my office, and watch over him until he wakes up. Don't let anyone approach."

Wizards who fell into the Emerald Sleep could have their bodies replenished with natural energy, so there was no need to worry about food and other issues.

In fact, when awakening from such sleep, the wizard would often feel refreshed, their condition restored to an unprecedented peak, as if reborn.

It was just that they often might discover that the seas had turned into mulberry fields, and hundreds of years had passed outside.

This half-dragon female servant was extremely respectful toward Witch Yekaterina, but the moment she touched Locke's body, she seemed to be burned and cried out, quickly retreating half a step.

The Immortal Dragon Scales on Locke's left hand also emerged.

The half-dragon female servant's eyes flashed with awe. "True dragon."

She bowed to Witch Yekaterina, then slightly bowed to the unconscious Locke, and only then, enduring the fear in her heart, lifted Locke up.

...

The Emerald Dream.

Locke was currently plunged into a vast green jungle forest sea. Every plant in the Emerald Dream was extremely huge. Even a blade of grass was as tall as a pillar.

The ants, grasshoppers, and other insects living here looked like small black dots, truly too tiny. Meanwhile, the original animals, tigers, cheetahs, black bears, and so on, instead looked like insects in a meadow in the real world.

However, the advantage was that everyone seemed not to have to worry about food anymore. There was endless food here.

Locke looked up at the towering apple tree ahead, slightly speechless. Each apple on it was as big as a house.

The entire apple tree seemed like a skyscraper.

And he could only stand at the tree roots, looking up at the apple tree that seemed to reach into the clouds.

"They say it's an idealistic plane, but here it looks no different from the wizard world." Locke said, "It's just that the physical rules are different, causing the plants here to become particularly enormous. That's understandable. After all, it's a natural plane. Here, plant life is mainstream, and other life must make way."

Locke observed for a moment. "However, the plants here are indeed all very strange. These aren't magical plants from the material plane."

Locke used the wizard-specific vision, Spiritual Vision, to observe this world from the spiritual level.

"As expected, these plants aren't plants in the physical sense from the material world. Essentially, these plants are all... aggregations of plant spirits."

Locke summoned Sea Gold Sand from his palm.

Immediately, countless pale green spirits appeared in the air of the Emerald Dream world, entering the Sea Gold Sand in his palm like points of light.

The Glittering Sea Gold Sand's power was enhanced out of nowhere.

"No wonder Teacher Yekaterina said that contracting with the Emerald Dream would enhance the power of magical plants when I use them in the wizard world. The Emerald Dream is fundamentally a world composed of plant spirits. This place can almost be considered... the destination of plants after death, the underworld for plants..."

"The main expression of this world's power is plant spirits. As long as I let these plant spirits enter my magical plants, I can obtain amplification of magical plant power in an extremely short time."

Locke thought of something and took out the Hydra from his astral ring. As the Hydra coiled around his right hand, he could immediately use Myst's Power.

"Just as I thought. In this special world, the pressure on wizards using magical plants is reduced to the maximum extent. Therefore, what originally required at least three wizards to use a tactical-level magical plant has become something that can be easily used individually in this world."

In other words, in this world, he no longer had the limitation of only being able to use the Hydra for half an hour.

This meant he could maintain Myst's Power in a normal state.

"It's just that my current special state, and the animals in this world, also seem to be truly existing life forms. These things are still mysteries, but it seems these aren't things a First Circle wizard like me can figure out."

Locke summoned the Large Green Leaf Dragon Sparrow and used Plant Mimicry: Green Dragon to fly toward the sky. In an extremely brief time, he rapidly ascended one thousand meters, then came to the top of that apple tree, standing on an oval-shaped leaf of the apple tree.

"All the plants have grown a hundred times larger." Locke said, "There is one advantage though. I can observe the structure of these plants more clearly."

Locke looked down and saw the apple tree leaf magnified a hundred times. The green particles inside the leaf mesophyll were slowly moving with changes in the sunlight angle.

At the same time, he could also see some bubbles on the leaf surface. These were air element bubbles continuously produced and released by the leaves through photosynthesis. Because the leaves had grown many times larger, a First Circle wizard could observe these phenomena with the naked eye.

"This really is a magical world." Locke said, "Every plant here isn't a magical plant, but the soul of a plant. Although I didn't enter here with my physical body either, and can't even be considered to have entered with my soul."

Locke didn't even know what he currently was specifically. He had touched himself and found he had completely real tactile sensation.

So Locke believed he was most likely a mental avatar, and had formed a special type of natural avatar here.

Just like the relationship between Edgar and his Living Treant.

This caused his own magical power to also be amplified here. His magical pressure intensity hadn't changed, still 9,045, but he could easily obtain power replenishment here.

"However, why did the world consciousness of the Emerald Dream plane summon me here?"

Locke saw that in this plane, there actually existed many life forms.

There were even quite a few First Circle level magical creatures.

For example, the Exposed Blade Mantis, Purple Fire Fox King, Earth Mountain Boar, and so on, shuttling through the jungle and as large as people.

Moreover, these creatures lived here without food shortage problems, and there were many plant fruits that could provide healing effects, so there were virtually no disease problems here. Therefore, these creatures had become very peaceful and tranquil here, appearing content with the world.

Even the most ferocious First Circle magical creature in the wizard world, the Purple Demon Leopard King, had become a gentleman here. Locke had just seen a Purple Demon Leopard King jumping on a rose flower, leaping past an apprentice-level Fluorescent Rabbit without even glancing at the Fluorescent Rabbit that should have been on its menu.

Instead, it ate flower nectar.

There seemed to be no distinction between carnivores and herbivores in this world. All magical creatures were vegetarian, and here there was inexhaustible, endless plant food.

Locke stood on the apple tree leaf with a strange expression. "Is this plant paradise?"

"If a soul came here, they'd probably really enjoy it."

Locke turned around and saw a witch wearing a purple wizard robe using Wind Bell Dandelion to fly to his side. When she saw him, she seemed stunned for a moment, finding his appearance here very surprising.

She was also a First Circle crystallization stage wizard.

Locke looked at the Wind Bell Dandelion in her hand. He had only seen this thing in books. It didn't belong to the common flying magical plants of the Eastern Border Zone.

Wind Bell Dandelion was about the size of an egg, shaped like a bell, and could be hung on a wizard's hand. When used, gently shaking it would cause a huge buoyancy force to erupt around the wizard's feet, allowing the wizard to temporarily float in mid-air.

Each shake of the wind bell would trigger a burst of buoyancy, so with certain training, the wizard could move through mid-air by shaking the bell.

At this moment, that witch looked at Locke in astonishment and asked, "A wizard from the Eastern Border Zone? Which wizard land do you come from? How did you appear here?"

Locke frowned, saying, "Aren't you also here? You and I are both plant-type wizards. It's normal for us to appear here together."

The witch immediately reacted. Her previous words did seem strange, as if Locke shouldn't appear here.

"Oh, please don't misunderstand. The Emerald Dream is a public plant-type treasure vault. It's just that I rarely see wizards from outside our Southern Border Zone's Green Steel Capital wizard land here, on the conscription battlefield."

"Wizards who voluntarily enter the Emerald Dream will only appear in other areas. The conscription battlefield is quite special and requires an invitation from the Emerald Dream plane."

"Hello, you can call me Grace Jeffries."

"I come from the Southern Border Zone, Green Steel Capital, which is also where the Jungle's Hand headquarters is located. I'm a member of the Jungle's Hand."

Only then did Locke notice the Jungle's Hand emblem pinned to Witch Grace's chest.

Locke said, "Hello, I come from the Eastern Border Zone, Cloud Marsh Wetland."

Grace thought for a moment. She seemed unfamiliar with place names in the Eastern Border Zone, then she reacted. "The Three Marsh Lands? That's a great place. I've heard it's no worse than our Green Steel Capital."

"It's just that the Three Marsh Lands always refuses to accept the advanced concepts of our Jungle's Hand, which is truly regrettable. My Third Circle wizard mentor once said that if the Three Marsh Lands accepted our Jungle's Hand's advanced concepts, the magical industry scale of the Three Marsh Lands could increase tenfold every year!"

Locke directly ignored the outrageous rhetoric related to the Jungle's Hand, but he hadn't expected that the Jungle's Hand headquarters wasn't in the Eastern Border Zone, but in the Southern Border Zone.

"I was conscripted into this world by the Emerald Dream. Grace, do you know what this world wants us to do?"

Grace suddenly made a gesture, placing her finger on her lips, then said, "Keep your voice down. Those nightmares are coming."

"This plane wants us to fight."

"The Jungle's Hand has a contract with the Emerald Dream, so I'm doing community service labor to obtain special magical resources within the Jungle's Hand. This is the first time I've encountered a wizard who isn't part of the Jungle's Hand but still has to come do community service labor. You're quite special."

"The nightmares are nearby. Be careful. They're different from all enemies you've ever encountered!"