This is too hilarious!

29. One point died.

Twenty-five or twenty-six?

They're about the same age I was before I time-traveled!

[A terrifying guess; sanity decreased by 19]

Bai Hui's gaze shifted, glancing at the faint, semi-transparent numerical value in the upper right corner, resembling floaters—

[Sanity Value: 20/100]

Seeing that the score was still as high as 20, Bai Hui became even more 'calm'.

After the classmates entered the room, Bai Hui looked at Uncle Zhong with a forced smile and asked, "So, Uncle Zhong, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing for me?"

"It's hard to say, but it seems you've succeeded."

Uncle Chung's ticking tone sounded very strange.

But it seems that nothing can shake Bai Hui's 'reason' anymore.

It seemed somewhat pleased: "Congratulations, Xiaohui, you've grown... Now, you can officially use us."

"Officially in use?"

Bai Hui tilted his head.

"That's right."

Uncle Zhong, in the form of an alarm clock, hopped and skipped in front of Bai Hui. The sound of the second hand ticking entered Bai Hui's ears, and a large amount of information was naturally understood by Bai Hui.

It turns out that until today, none of the three dream devices in the house had ever been actually used by "myself"!

Even their specific details were not very clear... I had heard of them before, but because I had not yet condensed my inner energy at that time, I fell into a daze after hearing them. Then Li Bin called to inform me of the 'training camp'.

And then, it's here now!

"So, it really is because you guys are a little bit dead!"

Bai Hui couldn't help but whisper.

At this moment, his inner demons gathered in his brain, causing faint, irregular black and red veins to appear around his forehead.

It looks somewhat ferocious.

Bai Hui even felt a throbbing pain in his head!

Even so, he still felt an unprecedented sense of 'wonder'!

He understood the correct way to use Uncle Chung from the ticking sound!

This Uncle Zhong was at least a martial arts master at the third level of the Divine Fusion Realm. He could accept and even refine the same emotions of others to a certain extent to strengthen himself!

Of course, it's also easier to lose yourself...

Of course, that's about all the knowledge Bai Hui could 'comprehend' about his level of understanding before his death.

The information contained in the ticking of the second hand mainly introduces Uncle Chung's own characteristics and abilities...

Its transformation into a supernatural phenomenon seems to be based on core elements such as "not seizing the opportunity," "not having enough time to make amends," and "regret for the time wasted."

It gathered the similar sentiments of many others, and based on their martial arts level in life, it evolved into a "dream weapon" with "benevolent intentions" after death...

Its main effect is that, once carried, it saves "time" in any activity, by any means.

Then this portion of time can be stored by Uncle Chung in a certain proportion.

When Bai Hui needs it or wants to use it, it will be released to create a 'time field' that can only contain Bai Hui himself and is relatively static from the outside world!

Therefore, Bai Hui could theoretically disregard his body's limits and practice martial arts like crazy!

If he can complete his martial arts training goals ahead of schedule and save 'time', then he can use that saved 'time' to recuperate... It's roughly equivalent to, to the outside world, Bai Hui was exhausted like a dead dog one second, and the next second he can be full of energy!

In short, Uncle Zhong's presence helps Bai Hui manage his personal time more accurately and effectively!

Bai Hui tried to understand, and his sanity value dropped by 1 point again, reaching 19/100.

He figured it wasn't hard to accept; it had only dropped by 1 point...

Bai Hui had no idea that a sanity score of 19 meant he was practically insane...

Of course, it's only temporary.

The black and white line art with a simple image quality will be even more rudimentary...

However, Bai Hui was no longer able to perceive or recognize this unless his sanity recovered to a certain level.

"Does having a heart rate of 25 or 26 when I'm only 15 or 16 mean I've saved 10 years of 'personal time'?"

Bai Hui asked, "Uncle Zhong, can I use these 10 years of 'personal time' to cultivate and strengthen myself?"

"Not that many."

Uncle Zhong's pointer swung: "You haven't even truly bound yourself to me yet, and even if you were, the conversion rate of 'personal time' isn't as optimistic as you think."

"Too."

Bai Hui nodded: "If it were really too outrageous, I probably wouldn't be qualified to gain your approval, Uncle Zhong... No, I should say that I couldn't even get in touch with you before."

"That's roughly the idea. You've definitely grown, Xiao Hui." Uncle Zhong said with satisfaction, "You once asked me how to maximize my abilities."

I told you back then that teenagers are the group most likely to waste their time, so I only associate with teenagers.

But the nature of human beings is such that they cannot simultaneously possess youth and the feeling of youth.

No matter how young one may appear, as the years go by, the heart becomes scarred and old.

Therefore, wasting time is inevitable.

You once desperately wanted to gain great power to avenge your parents.

So you got me, but the more anxious and eager you are, the more likely you are to make a mistake.

So, after you asked me this question before, you said you would find a way to solve it, so that you could not only have youth, but also the feeling of youth...

I don't know what you did, but it seems... you succeeded?

Bai Hui said thoughtfully, "Probably."

"That's good."

As Uncle Zhong spoke, his alarm clock-shaped body unknowingly began to ooze a dark, liquid substance.

The current flowed upstream along Bai Hui's trouser leg, eventually condensing into a mark on Bai Hui's chest that looked exactly like Uncle Zhong's, covering Bai Hui's chest.

"I sensed your inner demons, not bad... On the path of martial arts with the ultimate goal of becoming a legend, there are many temptations. People mistakenly believe they are shortcuts, and if their will is not strong enough, they can easily succumb to them..."

I am also a temptation and a 'shortcut,' I hope you make good use of it.

……

Bai Hui's expression was calm, but his eyes were lifeless and empty, and his forehead was covered with hideous black and red veins.

He muttered in a strange tone that others couldn't understand, and that's how he achieved a certain level of communication with Uncle Zhong.

In the eyes of Feng Jue and the other two, Bai Hui's condition was clearly very strange.

Li Youye waved his hand in front of Bai Hui's eyes without a care in the world, and even made a face, but Bai Hui didn't react at all, so he immediately became worried.

"Holy crap? Has Bai Hui gone mad?!"

He rushed into the kitchen, saying, "Auntie Cook! Something's wrong! Uncle Zhong and Bai Hui don't seem to be behaving properly!"

As Li Youye called out, a series of clanging sounds came from the kitchen.

Then a whole set of kitchen utensils, pots and pans, knives and cutting boards, spatulas and ladles... popped out.

The tinkling sound, heard by Feng Jue and the others, was naturally understood by them—

"Yo! Little Youye's here? You... damn it! Old Ghost Zhong! How dare you bind yourself to Xiaohui without consulting us first!"

Immediately, this set of kitchen utensils, known as "Auntie Chef," rushed forward and began to wrestle with the alarm clock, Uncle Zhong.

During the process, the cook reminded Li Youye and the others, "Little Youye, there are two other children here. Don't think about it yet, we're making noise!"

The noise generated by the two dream devices seemed to have awakened another being in the house.

A rectangular mirror, which looked like a floor-standing mirror, was slowly moved out of the room.

A slightly languid yet subtly delightful mature female voice rang out—

"Is that Xiao Hui back? Huh? Why are you here too, Xiao Youye? Long time no see. You still look so plain. You're nowhere near as good-looking as my Xiao Hui."

"Luckily you weren't so badly deformed, otherwise, my mirror image would have shattered, hehehe~"

Li Youye's face darkened, and he turned to the black-screened TV, saying, "That's Sister Jing, a looks-obsessed, love-struck idiot who speaks very rudely!"

I even suspect that hearing this kind of talk for too long will make you less attractive!

On the other side, Feng Jue and He Qing had already gone mad, dancing and gesturing wildly.

All four of them have gone mad...

……