[The Great Black Heaven Dragon will transition from light to deep sleep in 3 minutes.]
[The dreamscape is about to dissipate.]
Hm?
Shi Ming, who had just finished adapting to this new body, was stunned.
'Didn't it say it would be over twenty hours?'
'I've only been experiencing this for about twenty minutes!'
'I haven't even had my fill of piloting a Gundam! How is time up already?'
In a flash, as if tumbling out of a dream, Shi Ming's consciousness returned to his own body.
His eyes snapped open. He scrambled up from the hard obsidian ground, warily scanning his surroundings. The Great Black Heaven Dragon still slumbered there, just as it had for the past ten thousand years. This tiny, usurped dream seemed to be just one insignificant episode among its countless others.
'What time is it now...?'
'Has it really been twenty-six hours?!'
It was easy to lose track of time in a dream.
What felt like a mere instant to his consciousness could have been an entire night gone by.
