"Oh, if he didn't come out..." Halfway through the black tea's words, pouring the beer suddenly stopped, "Eh, no... Wait a minute, what do you mean by not coming out?"
Chi Nan lowered his eyes, his tone didn't change much, but a little lighter: "Ye Chang died in the copy."
The black tea shook his hand, and the beer can 'Putong' fell directly to the ground, and the yellow foam splattered on the ground and splashed all over Chi Nan.
"Why, how could this be..." Dark Tea was stunned, and didn't even plan to pick up the overturned beer can, letting the foam keep overflowing and bursting, "How is it possible, classmate Ye..."
Chi Nan calmly pulled out a large stack of tissue paper and threw it on the ground, the paper towel that had soaked up the beer quickly turned yellow and wrinkled.
He said very calmly: "I fired the gun."
As he said that, he threw the paper towels that had soaked up the beer stains into the trash can, but the smell of alcohol in the room became stronger and stronger.
Black Tea was stunned.
"The location of the heart," Chi Nan wiped his wine-stained fingers with a tissue, and pointed to his heart, "Death on the spot shouldn't cause much pain."
After a long time, Hei Cha struggled to move his Adam's apple from the extreme shock. He said, "Chi Nan, can you tell me more about it?"
Seeing that Chi Nan didn't answer immediately, he lowered his voice after a while and said, "It might be better to say it, really."
Chi Nan took a new beer from the refrigerator and handed it to the black tea, poured himself a glass of hot milk and held it in his hand: "It's not what you think."
When Hei Cha understood what the two of them had experienced in the "Candleman Festival" copy, and who Ye Chang's true identity was, he couldn't say a third word except the scumbag.
It wasn't until the fourth can of beer that Black Tea scratched his head and said, "Forget it, since classmate Ye...he is a dream maker...you don't have to be sad..."
"Ah no...not sad...don't be angry about this..."
"Oh, I'm not angry... Anyway, don't... don't be sad... I'm stupid and can't comfort people..."
Chi Nan gave him a strange look. He didn't know why the black tea said that, but he could understand that the other party was trying his best to comfort him, so he nodded obediently: "I know, don't worry."
Seeing his calm appearance, Hei Cha didn't seem to be pretending, so he breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.
But he couldn't tell whether Chi Nan was so calm, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing...
"What are you going to do next?" Black Tea opened the fifth can of beer and drank it with his head raised.
Chi Nan took a sip of hot milk: "Go find him."
The movement of the black tea suddenly stopped, and the beer that had just been poured into the throat almost spit out: "What, what? What are you doing with this guy who makes fun of you?"
Chi Nan blinked his eyes as a matter of course: "Like him, curious."
"Ah? Are you serious?"
"Um."
After taking the black tea, he does not understand the brain circuit of the boss.
"Then how are you going to find it? In the nightmare world, we sleepwalkers are so passive, we don't have the right to choose..." Now in Dark Tea's subconscious, the image of "Ye Chang" has been reduced to a heartless existence.
Chi Nan glanced at his system interface and determined that a three-digit favorability rating is enough for a lot of things: "I asked the system, as long as I consume the 100 favorability I just earned, I can enter the nightmare of the designated dream maker. copy."
With 100 favorability and a souvenir made by the dream maker as a contract, the sleepwalker can enter the nightmare constructed by the dream maker by inverting the election.
Of course, each dream maker has dozens or hundreds of nightmare books, and which nightmare book is selected is random—
The system told him so.
Hei Cha scratched his head after hearing this, cautiously as if he was persuading a friend who had lost his love: "Chi Nan, in fact, we can't waste these 100 favorability points. Wouldn't it be different to go to a dungeon? It's not good to keep favorability points and realize our wishes earlier. ?"
Chi Nan licked his milk-soaked lips and shook his head: "Don't worry, I want to stay in the nightmare world for a longer time."
The black tea choked, he really doesn't understand the world of the boss, in his knowledge, everyone wants to break their dreams and realize their wishes as soon as possible. It is the first time that Chi Nan has such a plan.
But just because he knew what kind of person Chi Nan was, he guessed that he might be really curious rather than angry, so he didn't persuade him any more, and nodded: "Then be careful, nothing is more important than life."
Chi Nan nodded solemnly and seriously: "I know."
That night, Chi Nan used the 100 favorability points to make a deal with the Candleman contract and the system, and the next instance was bound to the dream of "Dream Maker 229".
Only then did he know that Ye Chang's body number was 229.
Chi Nan: "The system please tell me how the number of the dream maker is determined?"
He subconsciously felt that the system would most likely keep 229 a secret, but it didn't prevent him from testing the system's loyalty to the dream maker.
System: [I'm very sorry, your question is beyond the outline, the system has no comment]
As he expected, the system was really tight-lipped for the dream maker, not willing to say a word more.
But after less than ten minutes, the taciturn, almost non-existent system suddenly 'zoomed'—
[Excuse me, Chi Nan, the sleepwalker, why is he interested in the number 229 of the dreammaker? ]
Chi Nan answered the system honestly: "Because my birthday happens to be 229, I think it's a bit of a coincidence."
The system was down for a few seconds—
[Wish you in advance, happy birthday on the 229th]
Chi Nan: "Thank you."
Being sealed in the forbidden painting for a long time, Chi Nanzao couldn't remember when his birthday was. 229 is actually the birthday of this body, which is also You Yu's birth date.
On February 29, once every four years, it is quite convenient except for losing a big cake every year.
After binding the next nightmare book to the system, Chi Nan fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, there was a courier box and an envelope outside the door.
He didn't need to open it to know that the envelope contained a duplicate invitation letter similar to the "Twilight Cruise" ticket and the "Candleman Festival" volunteer application, but the courier box is...
"Damn, why does your dungeon have such a big express box this time?" Black Tea had a bad premonition in his heart when he saw the express box in the corridor, and pouted, "Does that guy want to play something special?"
Chi Nan first opened the envelope and saw the booklet inside was folded into two with the words "Admission Letter" written: "Dawn City (Mosaic) Boarding School?"
Hearing that, Hei Cha also came over to look at it, and the admission notice included Chi Nan's name, registration number, and the registration date of the new student on February 22.
His eyes finally stayed on the name of the school that was mosaicked, and he clicked his tsk: "It's really interesting, and the school name was mosaicked on purpose, is it a key clue?"
Chi Nan didn't speak, and moved the admission notice a little further away. The part of the school name that could be covered by the thick code was still invisible, and he could only vaguely guess that it was three characters.
What exactly is it? What information is hidden in the school's mosaic name? Now Chi Nan has no clue.
After folding the admission notice and putting it in the backpack he was carrying with him, Chi Nan began to express and unpack it.
The dark tea on the side watched him move slowly, he was more nervous than the client, and his eyes stared at the opened cardboard box for a moment.
When Chi Nan took out the contents of the box, Hei Cha was shocked: "Damn, this school is so formal, and it has uniform uniforms... Bah, school uniforms."
In the express box is a set of well-cut boys' school uniforms, from shirts, vests, ties, jackets, scarves to leather shoes. Chi Nan touched it. The material is soft and warm, and it should be very comfortable to wear. .
Almost every copy of them has role-playing scenes, but also specially made costumes for sleepwalkers, which is the first.
Hei Cha tutted: "This dream maker really has a sense of ceremony, as expected of classmate Ye who did not hesitate to waste time to accompany us to open a trumpet book..."
"I'll try it."
Chi Nan didn't hesitate, he seemed to like this school uniform, he directly picked up the school uniform and put it on in the back room. The moment he walked out, the black tea's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "One thing to say, this bastard's aesthetic is quite online, Exploding all college uniforms in reality."
The well-tailored school uniform was attached to Chi Nan's body, and the fine fabric outlined his slender and tall figure. It happened that the top button of the shirt's neckline was not fastened, revealing a little messy porcelain white in the neatness.
Chi Nan raised his chin slightly and looked at himself like this in the mirror.
"By the way, Chi Nan, have you registered body size information in the system before?" Dark Tea suddenly thought of something.
Chi Nan looked at the mirror and shook his head: "What's wrong?"
Hei Cha scratched his neck and smiled: "It's nothing, it just feels like it's tailor-made, it's so suitable."
Chi Nan: "...Well."
"Last time in "Dream of You Yu", the clothes that Aunt Mei flipped out for you was also very suitable, which was a coincidence. "Black Tea thought about it and said.
Chi Nan's expression paused: "Probably the dream maker knows the information about all of us."
Height and weight, taste preferences, and triggers for... tears that he never told anyone.
These 229s seemed to have known it from the beginning. The other party made him cry several times during the cruise at dusk. Looking back now, it must have been intentional.
Chi Nan glanced at himself in the mirror with his straight uniform, thoughtful for two seconds, then turned his head back to the back room, took off the school uniform, and hung it neatly in the closet for February 22.
Waiting for the flow of time to slow down, Chi Nan spent almost the longest winter in Zicheng's life, and finally, when the spring flowers were about to bloom, he waited for the bus to the copy of Mosaic Boarding School.
Although it was the end of February, the temperature was still below zero, and the north wind was blowing dry and cold without snow.
The road to the boarding school where the copy is located is full of dead branches and wasteland, and the scenery is drab and gloomy.
Fortunately, this custom school uniform is not only well-cut and made of exquisite materials, but also very good in keeping warm. Chi Nan tucked his face into the scarf and slept in the last row of the school bus.
The heating of the bus was fully turned on, and Chi Nan slept dimly, wandering all the way, until the bright white light penetrated through the window, and Chi Nan woke up from the hazy drowsiness.
The window next to his face was covered with a thin layer of water mist. Chi Nan grabbed his sleeve and wiped it on the window glass, and found that there was a snowy fairy tale world outside the car window.
I don't know when it will snow, and the snow has drawn the curtain for the boundless wasteland.
The school bus drove towards the endless snow screen, driving alone on the white road that filled the sky, and a car of students finally saw their destination above the horizon, the boarding school in Dawn City.
At this time, night has fallen, and the sky above the academy is brightly lit.