Jie Fangcheng felt something strange only after he told the lie.
If it were in the past, he would probably have asked Zhang Daoan directly why Professor Zhang in his dream seemed to be possessed by something and said such strange things.
But in comparison, is it more embarrassing to dream about your good brother saying those words to you as if he was confessing his love, or to explain everything to your good brother about this kind of dream? Jie Fangcheng always feels that the second one is more embarrassing.
He stood up and acted as if nothing had happened.
"It's not even daybreak yet, shall we go back and get some more sleep?"
After saying this, Jie Fangcheng fell into suspicious silence.
Zhang Daoan seemed to be in a good mood. When Jie Fangcheng said this, he smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Although the two had experienced countless years in the dream, it was only a moment in the copy. They were the same when they entered the dream and when they came out.
It was just that on the way here, the two of them exchanged a few words from time to time, but on the way back, the atmosphere was so silent that they were like two taciturn killers.
It’s almost like calling him a killer, because Jie Fangcheng acted so cleanly and efficiently that the entire team of divine servants is now wiped out.
As he walked, he approached the God's Tower. After a long while, he finally said, "But if we kill all the gods' servants, how are we going to eat?"
It must be said that this copy is indeed very extravagant, the accommodation is luxurious, and the food is delicious.
The servants of the gods regard the players as messengers of the gods, and almost always respond to requests, making them very useful NPC tools.
Of course, cooking is also the responsibility of the gods' servants.
Now that the NPC is dead, who will everyone rely on for food in the coming days
As he thought about it, Xie Fangcheng couldn't help but look at Zhang Daoan.
Jie Fangcheng didn't have any other thoughts, he just thought that this kid was quite versatile and he felt that he would be a good cook.
Professor Zhang lived up to expectations and nodded calmly: "I know a little."
Xie Fangcheng breathed a sigh of relief.
After relaxing, I felt a little awkward, but I couldn’t tell what was wrong.
After the two arrived at their residence, Jie Fangcheng scratched his head awkwardly: "Then... good night?"
"Good night." Zhang Daoan looked normal.
The next morning, Jie Fangcheng woke up early.
I don’t know if it was because of that dream, but when I took a nap in the early morning, I dreamt about Professor Zhang everywhere. One moment, one Professor Zhang was saying “other people are jealous”, and the next moment, a row of Professor Zhangs were holding their glasses and saying with a normal expression “Manager Jie, what did you dream about me?”
This dream is too abstract.
No one knew what the silver "Returning Dream Fish" was, but it was able to enter Jie Fangcheng's body without making him feel uncomfortable. Most likely, it was not the modified "Returning Dream Fish" in the copy, but most likely a native fish of the underworld.
But does Huimeng fish have silver ones? Aren’t all those things colorful and black
Jie Fangcheng didn’t quite understand it so he stopped thinking about it.
However, after getting up early, when Jie Fangcheng opened the door, he saw Zhang Daoan leaning against the wall, waiting for him.
"Why did you get up so early?" Jie Fangcheng asked puzzledly.
Zhang Daoan handed him the thing in his hand.
"I just made it casually, try it and see if it tastes good."
A nice-looking pancake that looks very similar to the real thing.
After taking a bite, Jie Fangcheng gave a thumbs up randomly.
"Sure, sure. I can compete with Aunt Li."
Zhang Daoan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
After Jie Fangcheng finished eating the pancake, he habitually put his arm around his shoulders like a good brother. But as soon as he put his arm around him, he was stunned for a moment, then put his arm down awkwardly and resentfully.
"Let's go, let's go and see how Wei Yuan and the others are doing."
Zhang Daoan glanced at him but didn't expose him.
When they arrived at the hall, they were both stunned.
The hall of the God's Tower was crowded with people; players from Ronghua, the Death God Guild, and individual players all gathered together.
Everyone looked a little excited and was communicating with each other.
"You had this dream last night too? Is this a sign of something?"
"God... Is there really a God? Look at this, this is the item I always wanted to buy! It was placed next to my pillow when I woke up!"
"Has this happened before? I always feel like something is wrong..."
"What's wrong? The system has verified that these are legitimate items that can be taken out! As expected, infinite games shouldn't exist, but gods can see us!"
"The Death God Guild is exaggerating!"
Jie Fangcheng's eyes turned.
The group of people who were still sober and rational watching the anime yesterday were actually holding a laptop in their hands.
In this technologically underdeveloped dungeon, the sense of disconnection of having a computer in each person's hand is too strong, and almost every player on the field is paying attention to them.
President Yu Yizhou always looks happy.
"Who wants to be the president of the Death God Guild after the book is published?" he asked.
Apparently, after getting this computer, Yu Yizhou was ready to become an elusive otaku who played endless games.
Union? What union? I've never heard of it.
The Death God players around him cursed at him.
"What are you thinking, Lao Yu? Who would want to be a gamer when there are computers? The Death God should just disband."
"That won't work, but you can change it to 'Animation Research Institute', right? I've been wanting to say it for a long time, but calling it 'Death God' is so chuunibun."
"Hey, kid, watch your words, you weren't dead when Bleach was popular!"
A group of people were arguing, but Nie Shuangshuang was the first to notice and understand Fang Cheng and the other person.
She ran over to the two of them excitedly.
"look!"
Nie Shuangshuang took out her [Phoenix Feather] double swords.
This weapon has been with her the longest and was once the most powerful weapon of all hers.
But in last year's national copy, Nie Shuangshuang transferred this weapon to Zhang Daowu. When it was her turn again, the [Phoenix Feather] was already damaged.
Just from the appearance, it is quite beautiful. The two swords are red like burning flames, and fine red lines are flashing on the smooth blades.
But it's still different.
Nie Shuangshuang, the person who has used it the longest, feels it the most deeply.
At this moment, the damaged words behind [Phoenix Feather] disappeared, and the two swords changed their appearance. As they were swung, one could vaguely see real flames dancing in the air.
Nie Shuangshuang happily handed the two swords directly to Fang Cheng.
Jie Fangcheng glanced down.
"Repaired?"
“Yes!” And not only that…
Suddenly, the phantom of a flaming rose appeared under her feet, and in the blink of an eye it spread throughout the entire God's Tower.
Nie Shuangshuang's famous skill [Flaming Rose].
At its peak, this blooming rose almost covered half of the city, with layers of flames, earning it the name "Flaming Rose".
But after being downgraded, [Flame Rose] couldn't even fill up a room. Not only did the area become smaller, but the power of the flame also became very weak.
At this moment, the flower suddenly bloomed, but the people in the Shenju Tower were not panicked, because they knew that Nie Shuangshuang was not really going to burn them all to death, but was just showing it off. She had perfect control over her skills and would not burn her own people at all. Moreover, Nie Shuangshuang could not help herself and had already done it once before.
"My [Heart of Fire] has rekindled!!"
Nie Shuangshuang's excitement was real.
Ever since the Heart of Fire was extinguished, her strength has been reduced to one tenth of what it was before. Now that she has returned to her peak, this is really important to "Crazy Rabbit".
Xie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan looked at each other.
Zhang Daoan asked, "Is this what the 'god' you mentioned has given you?"
Although Nie Shuangshuang is not a very rational girl, although she is careless, she has the same religious characteristics as most players, which is to believe in whatever she passes by.
There are many statues of gods made by players themselves in the player lobby, and everyone habitually worships them before going down the dungeon.
If there are many people queuing in front of Guan Gong, most of them will go to worship the Jade Emperor or someone else. Anyway, they will worship whichever one is convenient. It is both pious and not pious.
As for the dungeon, no one would seek death by worshipping the "gods" in the dungeon. After all, who knows what these "gods" are.
It was already against common sense for players to pray every day after entering this dungeon, but now, when Nie Shuangshuang mentioned the god of this dungeon, there was actually a look of piety on his face.
"Yes, it is this loving God who understands the suffering we have endured and, although He knows that we are not His people, He is still willing to forgive our rudeness."
Nie Shuangshuang, who had a bad temper, actually said such words. Jie Fangcheng looked her up and down.
When this god is not mentioned, Nie Shuangshuang still seems to be Nie Shuangshuang.
"Hehe," she smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said confidently, "Brother Jie, I know you have a lot of questions, but why don't you do more tasks and gain some divine power. Only devout believers will be favored by Him. When He fulfills your wish, you will know that He really exists."
Nie Shuangshuang didn’t believe it before, but last night in her dream, she saw the god in the temple.
This god had long silver hair and held a scepter inlaid with gems in his hand. He stood in the clouds, overlooking the earth and Nie Shuangshuang.
For a moment, Nie Shuangshuang in the dream only felt an irresistible conviction and pressure. She couldn't help but kneel on one knee and look at God fanatically.
The god patiently listened to her talk about the pain she experienced after entering the game, lovingly expressed his sympathy for the hardships she had gone through, and gently waved his hand, and a divine power entered Nie Shuangshuang's body.
When she woke up the next day, Nie Shuangshuang was still a little skeptical at first, but after she checked over and over again the props and skills she had successfully repaired, and even used every skill and prop, Nie Shuangshuang finally dared to believe that her props and skills were back!
Nie Shuangshuang was very careful and used the game system over and over again to verify the true condition of these props. No matter how she verified it, they were indeed repaired.
The repaired weapons and skills have been recognized by the system. This "god" must be a real god, right
After Nie Shuangshuang excitedly showed it to the two of them, she moved closer to Qiao Mai who was equally excited, and the two girls started whispering to each other about something.
And Wei Yuan, the player who looked slow yesterday and was about to be replaced, now had a ruddy complexion, holding his most treasured and repaired [Gift of Thick Earth] in his hand, and looked excited and happy.
This is simply not true.
Xie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan beside him looked at each other.
Zhang Daoan didn't seem too surprised.
Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but ask: "Do you know what's going on now?"
Zhang Daoan shook his head, but then nodded.
"What's happening here?"
Zhang Daoan did not explain.
"Let's talk about it tonight."
Jie Fangcheng could only nod in confusion.
Everyone in Ronghua had a lot of [damaged] or [downgraded] items and skills, and this time everyone has returned to the level of a year ago.
If we had forced ourselves to remind ourselves every day that dreams are fake and not to let unreal things occupy reality.
What about this time
This benefit is real! They saw the restoration of the item skills with their own eyes! Isn't this a god
There are also players who have not received this benefit.
Xie Fangcheng, Zhang Daoan, Qi Chanyang, and Yan Xiaohua.
Qi Chanyang also had that dream, but in the dream, Qi Chanyang, who had experienced such a dangerous situation once before, was very vigilant. After entering the dream, without waiting for the god to say anything, he forced himself to resist the pressure of the "god" and forcibly expelled the uninvited "god" as the master of the dream.
Looking at the excitement and happiness of the players around him, there was no trace of regret on his face, only worry.
“That’s not right.”
This couldn't be right. Was there a god in the dungeon? Did the god see their suffering and lend them a helping hand
If the god is really so kind, why does he need the blood of NPC fingers as offerings? Why do he ask them to come to the temple to pray and weave for them the kind of illusory dreams that would make people addicted and unable to extricate themselves
If he really is a god... why is he so kind to outsiders like them, and indifferent to the other people in Qiming City
This is obviously a trap!
Before Jie Fangcheng and the other two arrived, Qi Chanyang tried to persuade them earnestly, but no one around listened.
They have already gained tangible benefits, and the influence of the previous dream is still there.
Yan Xiaohua knows better.
She exhaled, and Jie Fangcheng nodded after listening: "That's true."
Qi Chanyang hurriedly asked: "What is Xiaohua talking about?"
"She said, 'The gods cannot interfere in the affairs of the underworld. This is unclear about their duties and they will be sued.'"
Qi Chanyang, who had been nervous all the time, said: "..."
This explanation is too reliable.
"What should we do then?"
Zhang Daoan looked at the excited players around him and shook his head.
"It's useless to persuade them now. They are already affected by the dream, and they have the modified 'Dream Fish' in their bodies. It's difficult to wake them up just by persuading them."
"That… "
Zhang Daoan laughed sarcastically: "A merciful God?"
After saying that, he stood in front of everyone.
"Everyone!"
His sudden appearance caused everyone to slowly stop communicating.
The prosperous people looked at each other first.
Xie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan's attitudes towards the god are very clear; they both think that this god is an evil god.
The people of Ronghua also felt this way before, but after yesterday, they all deeply felt the true feeling of "faith".
What would Zhang Daoan say at this time? Would he advise everyone again that this god is fake and evil
if it is like this…
Zhang Daoan glanced at everyone.
"Everyone has received gifts from the loving gods, right?"
Everyone didn't know what he was going to say, so they all nodded, and some even took the opportunity to persuade him to join the religion.
"A loving God will not abandon any believer, even if the believer has doubted him before!"
Zhang Daoan smiled: "To be honest, we are a group of outsiders. For this instance, we are just passers-by. It is really unprecedented that this god NPC is so kind to us players. But since the god is kind, I think we should spread the glory of the god even more."
There was a burst of applause.
The players didn't expect him to say such a thing. Wei Yuan, who had the most divine power and felt it most clearly in his dream yesterday, clapped his hands until his palms were almost red.
Zhang Daoan pressed his palms downward, and the cheers slowly stopped.
"This NPC god has lived in this instance for tens of thousands of years. In terms of piety and closeness, the residents of Qiming City are the closest to him. So I suggest that we do more things for the residents in the morning!"
Everyone was stunned, and then felt that what he said made sense.
This benevolent god has given them, the passing guests, so many gifts. In addition to believing, worshipping and praying more devoutly, they can also repay this kindness to the residents of Qiming City!
"Yes, yes, yes, let's go help those residents more in the morning!"
"When we look for the Son of God this afternoon, let's help him."
Zhang Daoan pressed his hands lightly again.
"If everyone goes to help in such a scattered manner, it will easily lead to a waste of manpower. So, we will set up a tent in front of the Shenju Tower and let the residents who need help come forward by themselves."
"Also - we found that the servants were very disrespectful to the gods. Last night, Manager Jie and I went to the temple and found that they secretly stole the blood that the residents had donated to the gods."
Blood dedicated to the gods
Yes.
The residents of Qiming City offer blood to the gods.
Why would a loving god need blood
Before anyone could react, Zhang Daoan had already made his conclusion.
"These servants of the gods are truly despicable. We have already executed them on the spot. I think it is necessary to let the residents of Qiming City know about this."
The players didn't know what he was going to do. They vaguely felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't find where it was.
It doesn’t really matter whether the gods’ servants are dead or alive. Given the players’ prestige in Qiming City, even without the gods’ servants, the residents will still love them.
It doesn’t matter. If Mr. Zhang Daoan wants to announce it, then just do it. It’s nothing.
"Does everyone have any objection?" asked Zhang Daoan.
Everyone shook their heads.
"Okay, let's start working after dinner."
After he finished speaking, the players scattered to eat, or go out to experiment with their new props and new skills.
Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but ask, "What on earth are you going to do?"
Zhang Daoan still shook his head: "Let's talk about it tonight."
Everything Zhang Daoan did seemed to be of no use.
In the morning, the players easily borrowed a tent from a nearby resident and set it up in front of the Shenju Tower.
The centralized help proposed by Zhang Daoan is indeed very efficient. In the past, every player would wander around the streets and help when they saw someone in need.
Now that there are fixed help points, city residents who need help will come to them on their own initiative, saving players from wandering around.
The NPC sitting in the tent is responsible for assigning tasks. As soon as the players say that the gods' followers need help, the NPCs will come over and rush to help the gods' followers with their work.
In just one morning, the entire tent was in order.
At the same time, the news that all the gods' servants were dead spread throughout the entire Qiming City.
As a city of faith, the God Servant was the highest-ranking commander in the city. When the God Servant died, the residents did not seem to be too sad and just spread the news with doubts.
—Is the priest dead
Players complete the residents' commissions during the day, and when it is time to pray at night, the players still remember that the temple is dangerous at night, so no one goes to the temple to pray.
Of course, Zhang Daoan’s words “The merciful God does not care where His devout believers pray” also played a role in this.
A group of people stayed obediently in the tower and prayed to the portraits of gods embossed on the walls.
And this time, no one fell asleep during prayer.
Perhaps it is because the temple does have the function of making people fall into dreams, or perhaps it is because physical rewards are indeed more attractive than virtual ones.
Players have actually obtained their desired items, and the threshold has been raised, so it is difficult to get satisfaction in dreams.
Moreover, although Zhang Daoan’s method was good, he had to help the residents with this and that all day long, and everyone wanted to sleep after praying at night, which was very tiring.
Everyone went to bed one after another, and it was only then that Zhang Daoan found Fang Cheng in the middle of the night.
Jie Fangcheng was totally confused by what happened today and was very curious about what he was doing.
After meeting Zhang Daoan, the other party asked him a question first.
"Manager Xie, can you control yourself from falling asleep?"
"Ah?" Jie Fangcheng scratched his head. "I haven't tried it. Let me try."
After saying this, Jie Fangcheng closed his eyes.
After two or three minutes, he opened his eyes a little embarrassedly.
"cannot."
Manager Jie is not very good at dealing magic damage, and he actively controls himself to fall asleep, which is obviously not his strong point.
Zhang Daoan nodded and sat down beside the bed: "How about this, after you fall asleep, I will try to enter your dreamland."
Jie Fangcheng was confused: "What do you mean?"
"There is still a 'Dream Fish' inside you. After physical contact, I can enter your dream. I need to tell you something in your dream."
"Is that so?" Jie Fangcheng only had a vague idea, but he still believed what Zhang Daoan said.
I guess this guy discovered something...
Suddenly, Jie Fangcheng had an idea.
"...After physical contact, you can enter my dream?"
How did he know? ? I fell down in my dream in the early morning, and he was holding me up
Jie Fangcheng vaguely remembered that when he entered Zhang Daoan's dream, he was unaware of it. He was just a bystander and could not communicate with him in the dream...
Then how did Zhang Daoan say with such confidence that “I have something to say in my dream”
Did he try
"??? Did you come into my dream?" Jie Fangcheng looked at him with wide eyes.
Zhang Daoan had deliberately let him know, and nodded at this time: "Yes."
“Then…” Manager Xie was shocked and confused.
Zhang Daoan just smiled and said, "Manager Xie, I hope you will dream about me again tonight."
(End of this chapter)