Qiao Mai said this basically based on instinct.
She didn't know exactly what was wrong with Wei Yuan, and she couldn't sense any danger. Like most members of Ronghua, she was lazy and kept replaying the happy life in her dreams in her mind. Even if she was chatting with friends, her entire attention was involuntarily focused on the dream.
It’s time to pray again in the evening. What kind of beautiful dream will I have today
They are like machines whose parts have begun to corrode. Although there is no visible change in appearance on the surface, the internal parts are actually difficult to operate.
Just four prayer dreams were enough to corrupt them like this.
Qi Chanyang had only entered the dream once. Now looking at Wei Yuan and the others, he had completely woken up. He just felt creepy.
This dungeon is really scary. It doesn't have a boss that looks scary at first glance. In fact, the environment of this dungeon is quite good, with no worries about food and clothing, and the NPCs are kind. I entered the dungeon for four days and didn't encounter any danger. Even the weather was good.
Not only that, the three fixed tasks every day, this "fixedness" will also give people an unimaginable sense of security in following a routine.
Qi Chanyang believed that when Wei Yuan and the others first entered the dungeon and saw the words "No one has ever passed the level in history", they must have been very alert.
There was no need for anyone to tell them how terrible the Level 5 dungeon was. Everyone was an old player and knew it very well. For someone as meticulous as Wei Yuan, it was impossible for him not to have noticed the danger of the dream.
But even with such vigilance, one can still fall into the set trap.
Qi Chanyang asked himself, if he hadn't seen Wei Yuan's condition, would he continue to be immersed in dreams when everyone went to pray tonight
Even though he had reminded himself countless times yesterday that there was definitely something wrong with this dream, he knew something was wrong at first glance, without even needing any evidence.
But who can bear to refuse to realize their regrets in a dream? Who would not be moved when seeing the relatives they have been thinking about day and night? Why do people want to return to the real world? Isn't it just to reunite with the people they love again? The satisfaction brought by dreams is too easy to break through people's psychological defenses.
This kind of copy... is it really the difficulty of a copy for all people
After ordinary players come to this dungeon, how many of them can break free from the temptation of dreams
Thinking of this, Qi Chanyang's back was wet with cold sweat.
He looked at Wei Yuan and whispered to Zhang Daoan beside him: "Then shall we go to the temple to pray at night?"
Although it is a daily routine that must be done, if you don't do it, the divine power cannot grow. When the divine power cannot grow, it will become very difficult to find all the sons of God. However, entering the temple to pray will feel more and more dangerous, and one day you will be immersed in a dream and unable to wake up.
Zhang Daoan glanced around.
"Go." He said with a sneer, "It's better to go together than for someone to go secretly."
Sneak to...
Qi Chanyang originally wanted to say how could it be possible, it was very dangerous there, but when he glanced around, the players who had vowed yesterday that "we won't get addicted" were now vaguely restless and frequently looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.
It's obvious what they are expecting.
But even at this time, some people were still saying, "Dreams are dangerous. We must get out early tonight."
This is really just talk, because people who are prosperous have basically lost their sense of danger.
It's like a sleeping person who won't wake up even if his feet are burned.
No matter what they thought, time was approaching evening little by little, and after finishing their meal, the group walked towards the temple one after another.
There were still a few minutes before the prayers began after arriving at the temple, so Zhang Daoan looked at the wall first.
There were originally eight candlesticks on the wall, four on each side. Now one candlestick was missing on the left, but there was still a candle placed simply on the windowsill.
really.
Everything that happened today was planned by Zhang Daoan.
He wandered around the city during the day and soon discovered that something was wrong with the city.
So happy.
The "happiness" here seems like a false fairy tale. Everyone works hard, some farm, some open shops, and no one complains. They always praise the gods and are all fanatical believers of God.
However, the living environment of ordinary residents in Qiming City is not good, and hunger often occurs. Even if there is no drought or disaster, there are often scenes of hungry children begging for food on the streets.
If God really exists and is truly loving, why would He let His people starve
But this incompetent god has gained a large number of believers, and everyone in Qiming City is smiling.
To say that I was forced, it doesn't seem like it.
Each of them was indeed very happy and contented, and after a round trip, Zhang Daoan found that there were no elderly people in the city.
He asked the question indirectly, but the person being asked was actually very puzzled.
“What is an old man?”
Zhang Daoan added that "old people are elderly", and the residents he asked just looked indifferent.
"There is no age in Qiming City."
This seems to be another clue that can be solved.
Not only that, everyone in the city, except the servants of the gods, has similar basic wealth values. Everyone is equally poor. Even the vendors who open shops on the street, no matter whether their business is booming or not, none of them looks richer than others.
But if we say that it is all due to the belief in God, which has spread the concept of equality throughout the earth, the residents in the city are still all human beings.
People have seven emotions and six desires, some are good and some are bad, just like the scumbag killed by Zhang Daoan this morning. He doesn't necessarily believe in God that much.
But since people are still human, they will naturally have a desire to compare and be vain. Why is it that the wealth values of these people are similar? This is simply unimaginable.
The city is full of mysteries, and so are the gods.
What was missing from the god's hand in the mural they saw on the dome last night? What was the dream they entered
Everything is unknown, even Zhang Daoan cannot easily draw a conclusion.
He did have a vague guess, but his current guess was more like a guess. There were too few clues and evidence, so he had to continue testing.
But tonight...
Zhang Daoan glanced at the time.
"Manager Jie," he asked, "can you get out of the dream quickly?"
"sure."
"Once you are free, move me out of the temple."
Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment: "Do you think there's something wrong with the candle?"
"Yes. Seven candles are more than enough to illuminate the entire temple, but the servants added another candle even though they didn't have a candlestick. This behavior is very abnormal."
After he said this, Jie Fangcheng hesitated for a moment: "You are putting yourself in danger."
They didn't know the function of the candle. They didn't know whether they could enter the dream only when the candle was lit, or could leave the dream only when the candle was lit.
Zhang Daoan is going to use himself as an experiment.
"This dungeon is not that simple." Zhang Daoan paused, "This is not a dungeon that can be cleared with the help of others."
To escape from the dream, to put it bluntly, Wei Yuan and the others have to "wake up" on their own.
If you keep indulging in it, you will have psychological problems even after completing the dungeon.
Jie Fangcheng looked at him and couldn't help but pat his shoulder.
Although this guy has a sharp tongue, he is actually a good person!
As the two talked, the time came to five forty again.
The candles on the wall suddenly lit up. Before Jie Fangcheng could say anything, he closed his eyes and fell into his own dream.
This time he couldn't help but let out a "huh".
The last time he opened his eyes he was in the office, but this time the scene was completely different... He was in the restaurant, with a table full of delicious food and wine in front of him.
Jie Fangcheng took a bite of the dish and found that it tasted the same as he remembered from the Chinese restaurant.
When I turned around again, Zhang Daoan was sitting next to me.
Not only was he sitting there, but Zhang Daoan also had a thick stack of information in his hands. When Fang Cheng looked at him, Zhang Daoan nodded at him kindly with a sincere smile.
"I have three pages left to finish, and I have arranged them in order for you. You can just hand them in."
After that, he adjusted his glasses and said, "Are the dishes enough? I also ordered a few servings of sweet and sour pork tenderloin."
I know his preferences very well.
Jie Fangcheng felt so relaxed!
This kid... must go to the underworld! He must be captured!!
With him around, I am not afraid to work twenty hours a day!!
Xie Fangcheng thought so and turned his head again.
—Why is he his boss again? !
The boss was also very satisfied.
"Xiaojie, your brother is great. I think we should let him join your finance department and work with you. You two can work together and it won't be tiring."
Although what he said was not bad... But what about you
At this moment, Jie Fangcheng felt extremely angry again.
Damn, does the boss still think he’s so awesome? Does he still think he’s doing me a favor
You wish! !
If someone wants to stay, won’t they take the civil service exam themselves
Isn't it true that people with this kind of brains are always correct when they take the civil service exam? Why are you saying this here? !
To put it bluntly, according to Jie Fangcheng's instinct as a social animal, no matter what the boss says, it's wrong in his eyes! Who is he? Can't he even have a dream? Why does he have to show him the boss over and over again
In this anger, Jie Fangcheng opened his eyes again.
This time he was prepared. He opened his eyes and his hands reached out, and he caught the ghost-like thing that was resting on his nose.
The moment he caught it, Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but exclaimed "Oh my god!"
slip.
It felt like he had touched some kind of bodily fluid, sticky, slippery and disgusting, causing Jie Fangcheng to grit his teeth in pain, but he managed to hold back from throwing the thing in his hand away.
This thing is not easy to catch. Jie Fangcheng’s reaction is definitely not slow, but he still didn’t catch it yesterday.
It was only after he got this thing that Jie Fangcheng knew what it was.
"Returning Dream Fish... How did this thing end up in the dungeon? And isn't this a huge change?" Jie Fangcheng muttered.
The Dream Fish is a creature in the River Styx. Its only use is to enter people's memories and reproduce them.
In the past, it was often used as an auxiliary tool by newcomers in the department of Lao Cui, who had poor business ability, which was equivalent to a plug-in. Now with "Pan Le Me", the full automatic reincarnation is really not exaggerated. After you come down, you can fill in the form automatically. After filling it out, connect to the "Tou Le Me" system, and the system can automatically give you a "reincarnation suggestion". Therefore, Huimengyu is not so popular now, and it is likely to be used in controversial places.
Xie Fangcheng was quite familiar with it.
Although the fish cannot be eaten after steaming or stewing, it will give off a very fresh and fragrant smell. He often catches two of them as fragrance.
However, the dream fish in his hand this time is obviously not a fish anymore. I don’t know if it has been transformed by the system or something, but it actually has the ability to create dreams for others.
Isn't this strength only possessed by nightmare beasts
While Jie Fangcheng was complaining in his heart, he knocked out the modified version of the sticky dream fish that he had caught with great difficulty and threw it into his pocket.
Then he looked at Zhang Daoan beside him, put his arms around his shoulders, and wanted to carry him out of the temple like a princess.
Just after he stretched out his hand, in the blink of an eye, he entered Zhang Daoan's dream again.
Why is it the classroom again
Jie Fangcheng complained in his heart.
How obsessed is Zhang Daoan with teaching him!
On the podium, Zhang Daoan was already standing there.
But compared to the last time when Zhang Daoan was lecturing the whole time, this time he didn't speak, but just looked at the people sitting in the first row.
In the middle of the first row, "Jie Fangcheng" was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, sitting there like an ordinary college student, with a notebook and pen even placed in front of him.
Looks like it... but isn't.
Zhang Daoan's eyes were hidden behind his glasses. He suddenly said, "Student in the first row, please stand up and answer a question for me."
Jie Fangcheng, who was floating in the air, originally wanted to leave quickly to carry him out, but when he heard what Professor Zhang said, Jie Fangcheng's hand that was about to leave stopped again.
How about...listen to this question before leaving
Jie Fangcheng was really curious about what kind of reaction Zhang Daoan was expecting from him.
The person in the first row who was being questioned by him, "Jie Fangcheng", exclaimed in surprise, and then...
Then he stood up awkwardly, his face red.
Zhang Daoan asked: "What did I talk about in the last class?"
The "Jie Fangcheng" who was being questioned by him had a soft and weak voice, and looked like he would cry if pinched.
"I... I don't know..."
Jie Fangcheng floating in the air:?
ha
Zhang Daoan on the podium seemed to laugh.
"interesting."
Xie Fangcheng:
ha
Zhang Daoan continued, "Is it really shaped in time according to the picture I'm imagining in my mind?"
After he finished speaking, the weak "Jie Fangcheng" who just looked like he was about to cry suddenly changed his demeanor.
"Jie Fangcheng" slammed the table with a deafening sound: "Are you going to die? How dare you ask me a question?"
Jie Fangcheng in the air:…
Jie Fangcheng: 6.
Zhang Daoan had complete control over his dream and could even create the "Jie Fangcheng" in his dream according to his mood.
If you want him to be a delicate little white flower in your dream, then he will be a delicate little white flower. If you want him to be a rough and unruly Lu Zhishen, then he will be a rough and unruly Lu Zhishen. This is a very AI-created human.
Jie Fangcheng couldn't bear to watch it any longer.
Go out, go out. It's a bit uncomfortable to see people who look like you crying and laughing at the same time.
Just as he was thinking this, Zhang Daoan on the podium suddenly sighed softly.
"But you have to create a despicable fake in people's dreams..."
Bang!
"Jie Fangcheng", who was still shouting in the first row, was blown into countless pieces the next second.
On the podium, Zhang Daoan's face and clothes were stained with bright red blood, body parts were lying at his feet, and a head whose shape could no longer be seen rolled to a stop at his feet.
He stood there, and at that moment he looked like the most evil ghost.
Zhang Daoan took off his glasses that were sprayed with blood, slowly produced a handkerchief from the air, and gently wiped his glasses.
Then he tilted his head, his eyes looking somewhere unknown.
—"It's really too much to be so disrespectful."
And with the explosion of the corpse of "Jie Fangcheng" in the dream, Zhang Daoan's dream ended prematurely.
His vision changed, and he first saw a face that was a little close to him.
Jie Fangcheng was hugging him, making a gesture as if to carry him like a princess. He hadn't picked him up yet, but was just looking at him with a strange expression.
When Zhang Daoan in his arms opened his eyes and saw this face, his breathing stopped instantly.
Is this also a dream
Just as he was about to come to his senses, the perceptive Professor Zhang finally discovered something wrong.
Jie Fangcheng's weird expression and his unbelievable eyes...
Zhang Daoan looked at Jie Fangcheng again.
"You... came into my dream?"
(End of this chapter)