"Are you human, or are you a ghost!"
Anyone who saw a person in a dream and then opened their eyes to see that same person would be overcome by a sense of unreality. The moment the words left his mouth, Zhang Haiyuan realized something was wrong. His years of combat experience had sharpened many of his abilities into pure instinct. The analytical judgment born from that experience had become a new kind of intuition, and it was this gut feeling that told him the people before him were real.
Instead, he asked, "What just happened to me?"
Seeing Zhang Haiyuan awake and aware, Zhang Cheng was thrilled. Fearing a repeat of what had happened before, however, he maintained a calm facade as he approached. "You fell unconscious again this morning. We had no choice but to bring you here."
