Ran Qu's second step was to publish information about the "Bipolar Gate" on the Internet to attract more people into his dreamland.
Before that, Ran Qu had already tried to prove that his dreams could affect other people in words, even more convenient than dictation.
But there is a premise that someone has to look carefully at what he wrote and leave a strong enough impression on the content.
This is actually not easy.
Ran Qu knew that his cultural level was not high, and he did not have much writing talent.
He is a social terror with few friends in the third dimension, and he is also a scumbag on the Internet, who can only go down three ways even when scolding people. It really makes him write something seriously, don't be too serious. Disaster.
Ran Qu struggled for several days, and then while searching for relevant information on the Internet, he stumbled into the supernatural forum and got inspiration from it.
He turned to a strange urban talk called "this man", the so-called "dream man".
This legendary man who appears in the sleep of different people is simply a replica of Ran Qu's ability.
Ran Qu was suddenly enlightened.
Whether the "Dream Man" is a real dream demon or a successful marketing, Ran Qu feels that he can completely copy this routine.
So Ran Qu posted a post on a social platform in China, stating his experience of dreaming about the "Bipolar Gate", and attached a poor pencil drawing.
Then he changed his vest again and posted a new thread in a discussion forum where Chinese users gathered, saying that he had encountered a strange thing recently.
Next, he applied the routine of "Dream Man", saying that after reading the "Bipolar Gate" described in a post, he actually dreamed of the same gate. This is really amazing and unbelievable. Does anyone have the same experience as me
Sure enough, the post piqued the interest of some people.
Some of them read Ran Qu's post seriously, and left a deep impression on their minds with the image of "Bipolar Gate".
Then, people started to enter Ran Qu's dream one after another, and approached the "Bipolar Gate" step by step.
Just as the voice told him, Ran Qu found that as more and more people entered his dream, his ability to control the dream would become stronger and stronger.
This discovery gave him unparalleled confidence.
Once upon a time, Ran Qu felt that he was the god who dominated everything.
However, now, Ran Qu's dream of becoming a god has been shattered.
He didn't know what was wrong.
Ming Mingyuan City's development is so smooth, his followers are increasing day by day, and the strength is getting stronger day by day.
Most of the time, even when he was awake, Ran Qu would forget that he was actually a seriously ill mortal. His savings was exhausted, and he was almost unable to pay the rent.
Ran Qu once believed that in a short while, he would be able to use the power of his followers to throw away his sick body and become an immortal.
But now, everything is in vain.
There are no more disciples in his Tianyuan City.
He has become a liar who is hotly discussed on the Internet.
-How to do
-How to do
Ran Qu unconsciously bit his nails.
He has nowhere to go.
No one believed in the hard-planned "Two Polar Gate" and "Tianyuan City", and it was impossible for him to use the same method to do it again.
-Is this the end of my fairy journey
Ran Qu had already gnawed the bleeding gap on the edge of his fingernail.
But he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he used his front teeth to tear the blood opening even further.
-I can not be reconciled!
- I'm not reconciled!
Ran Qu didn't want to give up his path to find immortals.
He didn't want to go back to the reality of depression, frustration and despair.
- There must be some way!
- There must be some other way! !
Ran Qu kept calling his "Apocalypse" in his mind.
— Please, help me!
-Help! tell me what to do! !
-I beg you!
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Wednesday, September 8, 2:25 pm.
Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, and Jiang Nan'an arrived at the capital of H Province by plane. After leaving the airport, they took a taxi to Ran Qu's residence.
Ran Qu lives in a group-rental low-rent housing on the edge of the city, about half an hour's drive from the airport.
It was hot summer, and H Province was in the south of China, which was much hotter than Fengxing City.
It just so happened that the taxi they called was an old car that had been in use for nearly ten years. The air-conditioning in the car had aged badly. It was only audible, but there was not much cool breeze. The three of them sat in the car and could feel the scorching sun overhead. As if to bask in the roof of the car and bake everyone in the car.
Jiang Nan'an, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't stand the heat, so he asked the driver to open the window.
Although the wind outside the window was hot, I could still breathe more or less when the wind blew across my cheeks.
Wei Fuyuan stretched out his hand and quietly held Beiquan's hand.
Beiquan is a person who has not been reincarnated. His soul is yin and evil. Even on a hot day, his body temperature is one degree lower than ordinary people. At this moment, his palms are dry and sweat-free, and there is a faint coolness.
Wei Fuyuan sighed comfortably and squeezed again.
If it wasn't for someone in the car and there was a taxi driver in the driver's seat, Wei Fuyuan simply wanted to take Beiquan into his arms and treat it as a human-shaped air conditioner.
- Just find Ran Qu.
Comrade Xiaowei said to himself in his heart.
Now they can basically determine that Ran Qu is the creator of the dream, the mastermind behind "Tianyuan City".
And it is very likely that he is still possessed by evil spirits.
Now, as long as they find Ran Qu, separate the evil spirits from him, and seal them in the fascination banner, this troublesome case that has been tossing them for almost half a month can be declared resolved.
Thinking of this, Wei Fuyuan suddenly became more energetic.
- Soon, I can hold Beiquan to sleep again!
"What are you thinking about?"
Beiquan felt that the hand holding his palm was getting tighter and tighter. He couldn't help but glanced at Wei Fuyuan sideways, and saw his little boyfriend's dazzling look on his face, "I'm coming back to my senses."
Wei Fuyuan was called by Beiquan, and quickly put away the yellow waste in his head and sat upright, but he was still reluctant to let go of the claws holding Beiquan.
The three sat in the car for another fifteen minutes.
At 2:56 in the afternoon, the taxi finally turned into an urban area and stopped in front of an alley.
"It's too narrow inside, and it's hard for cars to get in."
driver said:
"You get off here and walk a few steps forward."
Beiquan and others got out of the car.
Wei Fuyuan opened the mobile phone map, searched for a cafe in the alley, and then followed the navigation instructions to find a three-story self-built building next to the cafe.
The door on the first floor is equipped with an electronic combination lock, of course they don't have a combination.
However, as long as it is a lock, it will definitely be difficult for Beiquan.
Beiquan stretched out his hand and tugged on the handle, and the door was opened by him.
The three filed into the small building and walked to the second floor.
According to the information that "Special Seven" helped them find, Ran Qu lived on the north side of the second floor, the farthest from the stairs, and had no independent bathroom. It was the smallest room in the entire building and the cheapest rent.
As the three walked through the corridor, a door suddenly opened.
A sturdy, dark-skinned man walked out of the door, shirtless, and saw three strangers, and immediately showed a wary expression:
"Who are you looking for?"
"Oh, we are Ran Qu's friends."
Jiang Nan'an replied with a smile:
"I don't know if he is in his room now."
"Are you Ran Qu's friends?"
Hearing the words, the man raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Nan'an doesn't matter, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan stand out from the crowd just by their appearance.
The man had been roommates with Ran Qu for nearly a year, and he didn't think that the poor and sick bum would know a friend with such a mark.
But since the other party reported Ran Qu's name, the man didn't plan to embarrass them.
He gave way to the side of the corridor, "I haven't seen him go out all day today."
The man raised his chin again towards the door next to him, "He was still yelling in the room at two or three o'clock last night. It was probably all night long, so he should be making up for sleep now!"
The three heard the words and looked at each other.
No wonder they didn't see the "Biji Gate" after falling asleep last night, nor were they able to enter the "Tianyuan City". It turned out that "Shenzhen Tianyuan" himself had not slept all night.
Jiang Nan'an thanked the man, and then the three of them filed past the man and came to the door of Ran Qu's room.
For some reason, the man didn't seem to plan to go back to the room, and he didn't mean to go away. Instead, he folded his arms and stood in the corridor staring at them.
Beiquan smiled at the man, then raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.
The room was quiet, no one answered, not even the slightest sound.
Beiquan reached out and grabbed the door handle, twisting it to the right.
"Kada."
The door slammed open.
Beiquan shrugged, "It seems that Ran Qu forgot to lock the door."
With that said, he opened the thin, inferior wooden door.
However, in the next second, a scene that everyone did not expect suddenly happened.
Without warning, Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, and Jiang Nan'an suddenly softened, like puppets with broken strings, and fell down together.
Their dizziness was too fast and too sudden.
The man was clearly only three meters away from the three, but he couldn't make a half-point response.
He widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide, with a blank expression on his face. He watched them fall to the ground and made a few dull "dongs" before he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Hey!"
The man rushed forward in two steps.
"You, what's the matter with you!?"
Unfortunately, the three people who fell to the ground could not answer him.
The man grabbed Jiang Nan'an, who was lying on the outermost side, and turned him over.
I saw Jiang Nan'an's breathing was steady and his face was ruddy. Obviously, his vital signs were steady, as if he had fallen asleep.
The man went to see Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan again, and the same was true for both of them.
"Fuck!?"
He was going crazy:
"You guys are playing with me!? What the hell is going on!!"
The man instinctively wanted to find someone to help, so he grabbed the door of Ran Qu's room and pulled it hard.
The next second, he let out a hysterical exclamation:
"Ahhhh!!!"