The four elite gentlemen in "sleeping clothes" had already negotiated terms with the "farmer" Branklin as soon as they fell asleep.
As long as their team can dig out some useful information from the nightmare, Branklin will be able to gain control of the prosthesis after the mission is completed, and will no longer have to be soaked in liquid tanks.
They also received a verbal promise from Blakelin that he would not cause trouble and that he would provide serious assistance.
But they still have great prejudice against Branklin.
In the early stage, because he was not familiar with the infinite loop of dream space, he failed to create stairs many times and felt annoyed. During the period of annoyance, he could always hear the sound of grease dripping from Bracklin's body, the sweat footprints left on the ground, and the increase in body odor caused by the heat dissipation of the flesh, which increased the conflicts.
Coupled with Branklin's fat and huge body, a feeling of disgust arose in the hearts of every member of the team.
This feeling of boredom increases with time and the number of nightmares increases.
At first, the tone just became harsh.
Gradually, people stopped calling him "Bricklin" and started calling him "fat pig".
They began to ask Blakelyn to control the oil in his body and stop secreting it, but he said he couldn't do it, saying that oil secretion is a spontaneous behavior, just like breathing.
He used to secrete it at all times, but he relied on gentleman's clothing to absorb it.
When the clothing reserves reached full value, he would secretly find a place to drain them or collect them in oil drums and sell them to some shops in the lower area.
Eventually, their boredom turned into disgust and hostility, and they believed that a man as evil and utterly dishonest as Blakelin would never cooperate with them.
Perhaps because of the constant inhalation of nightmare matter in the dream, the team members even had a horrible vision in their minds of Blakelin suddenly rebelling and joining forces with the nightmare creatures to slaughter them and turn them into human-pig totems.
Finally, at the captain's suggestion, a gentleman who was a professional trainer created a restraint collar and put it directly around Branklin's neck, while also providing mental training to prevent betrayal.
When the collar was made, the team members were ready to force Blakelin to wear it.
Unexpectedly, the other party did not resist at all. He even saw through the group of people's thoughts and took the collar and put it on.
Even though he felt the trainer's thoughts on training transmitted through the ropes, he did not resist at all, allowing the other party to establish a double bondage between him and him at the physical and mental levels.
Yi Chen also noticed this abnormal relationship within the team.
However, he was also responsible for some of the influences.
The nightmare effect continued to spread here, and the large maze design resembling an orphanage made the team gradually lost.
Unknowingly inhaling a large amount of nightmare substances, the mind becomes more and more sensitive, but the capture of details and direction perception become increasingly vague.
Any attempt by the team to create the "Nightmare Stairs" will be disrupted in advance by Yi Chen, the nightmare master, causing the creation to fail or the created stairs to become extremely unstable.
Yi Chen was like a child who had come into contact with a new toy. As his dream proficiency increased, he began to "create dreams in real time".
Multiple mirrors were introduced at certain intersections to increase misdirection and successfully separate the team members.
Except for trainer Butch and breeder Branklin, who were connected by a neck lock, the rest of the personnel were separated into single personnel.
Yi Chen was very adept at this induction process and did not look like a newcomer who had just become a nightmare demon at all.
…
Power Station
The technician in charge of testing Team No. 4 (the farmers' brains) suddenly intercepted abnormal brain wave signals from the dreaming members.
Before they could decipher the signal,
The team leader and two other members woke up one after another.
However, there was no sign of fear on their faces, as if they had not experienced a nightmare at all. After unplugging the dream device with a calm look on their faces, they began to report their dream experiences in an orderly manner.
The last paragraph of the report was quite contradictory. They all claimed that they met each other again after being lost in the maze, but the ways of meeting were different.
After a while, under the influence of the 'other party's' behavior and words, he gave up the mission and committed suicide.
I don't know why I had a strong desire to commit suicide at that time.
Simply organizing the words of the three people can lead to the conclusion that the "other parties" they met after being separated were all fictions of nightmares, and might even be perfect disguises by the nightmare subjects.
but.
Although the three have exited the dream, the breeder Branklin and the trainer Butch, who serve as the central brain, are still in the dream and show no signs of exiting for the time being.
After a while, the technicians intercepted the abnormal brain waves of the two people, which were different from the previous three. The deciphered brain wave information had nothing to do with suicide, but was attacked in dreams.
…
Dream - Sixth Layer
In the space that Yi Chen transformed into an orphanage-style maze.
Bracklin, with his neck tied around his neck, was sitting in the corridor to rest. There was grease all over the ground beneath him, and he even felt it seeping down.
The other end of the collar was connected by a metal rope to the right hand of the trainer Butch, a fierce-looking Nordic man with a thick beard.
Although he is 1.9 meters tall and strong, his physique is completely incomparable to that of the farmer Branklin.
The other person's height of about 2.5 meters, coupled with the fat piled up all over his body, made him look like a mountain of meat.
Compared to the threat of the nightmare itself, trainer Butch paid more attention to Bracklin, worried that he would be chopped into pork by the butcher.
Unable to create a staircase and completely lost, he had already considered giving up on his nightmare exploration.
Just then,
A sound of footsteps came from the corner of the passage ahead, and it was the 'Captain' in pajamas who came out.
"Huh~ I finally found you, Butch, Blakelyn!
Fortunately, you have stayed where you are and have not moved. I have already discovered the key problem here.
The space we are currently in will change as we move. Once everyone starts moving, we will never meet again under the control of the nightmare.
I hope the other two guys are staying put like you guys are. Follow me and go find them."
When the trainer Butch saw the captain coming, the pressure that had almost accumulated in his heart was released, and he stood up and walked towards the captain.
A mass of greasy fat suddenly blocked his way. It was Branklin. His mountain-like body almost completely blocked his view.
"Fat pig, what are you doing?"
"Be careful, Mr. Butch... This person is probably not our captain."
As soon as the words fell,
A brass frame appeared above Branklin's head, with a pig head relief at the end, and a kind of fat grease filled in the space between the frames... A small piece of pathogenic essence was directly consumed.
Bang!
The fat on Branklin's body fell off by itself, and he turned into two pigmen, opening their bloody mouths and pouncing on the "Captain" to bite.
Trainer Butch wanted to stop this behavior, but found that the training signals he sent were blocked by layers of fat and could not affect Bracklin's brain at all.
When the pigman was about to eat the captain's flesh.
Swish!
Two pitch-black tentacles suddenly pierced through the pigmen's bodies, hanging them in the air. The injection of the black liquid of death caused the pigmen to quickly turn into bones, and eventually turned into powder and dispersed.
The captain's face turned gloomy, and black liquid oozed out of his five orifices. A terrifying sound came out of his mouth:
"As expected of a death row inmate, you must have surpassed both your physique and your sensitivity... So, how did you see through my disguise?"
Blakelin answered with a simple face:
“Smell of sweat… Captain Los appeared calm during Operation Nightmare, but as the levels increased, especially after arriving at this huge and strange maze area, his nervousness continued to increase and he began to sweat severely.
His sweat smells like salty pork mixed with sea pickles. Although you also disguised some sweat, the taste is different. Your sweat is mixed with the stench of corpses and is not very salty. "
As soon as the words fell,
The liquid between the frames above Branklin's head decreased again, but he no longer differentiated into pigmen, but strengthened himself.
The whole body becomes thicker and grows scary fangs.
Snap! The collar around the neck was actually torn apart.
The originally honest and simple man has turned into a terrifying pig-man with fangs all over his face, and in his right hand he is carrying a bone and flesh totem made of countless human bodies.
Bracklin did not launch an attack immediately, but turned his head to look at the trainer Butch.
"Mr. Butch, let's work together to deal with the nightmare entity in front of us. Gather as much information as possible from it, so that we can meet the requirements of the nightmare exploration mission."
Butch was stunned for a moment.
All of a sudden, the negative emotions he had towards Blakelin were instantly cleared, and his hands grew out long whips with a metallic sheen. "Okay! I'll cooperate with you."
(End of this chapter)