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Chapter 40: Nightmare

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It seemed to be roughly pushed by someone.

It seemed to be blocked at the back door of the classroom, kicked, and insulted.

It seemed that he couldn't pay the tuition, was kicked out of school by the teacher, walked on the street like a dog, crying, powerless, desperately wandering, recognizing reality, lowering his head, going door to door, asking for work and shelter.

It seemed to be sent to a foster family, enduring cold eyes.

It seemed to be sent to the hospital, severely burned all over, as if about to die.

It seemed... suddenly, once again, returned to ten years ago!

The nightmare's flashback never stopped, rushing forward, brutally digging out all the fragments of the past, until the end, breaking through all obstacles, easily, grasping the core of despair!

"Found it."

Nightmare grinned, reopening the real nightmare hidden in the memory!

At that moment, the blue sky turned into a scorched dome, the scarlet firelight reflected on the black clouds like lead, the earth cracked, and sparks fell on the scorched earth.

Wails and moans were extinguished in the ruins.

Burning flames burned on the wreckage of the carriage.

Ji Jue was swallowed by the memory again.

So calm.

Making Nightmare unable to understand.

This is not a lucid dream that can be broken free just by recognizing who you are, nor is it an illusion that cannot be hurt just by seeing through it. This is a genuine source of pain, a vicious technique that pushes the opponent into the abyss completely.

But at this moment, from Ji Jue's face, he couldn't see any terror or despair.

Only a piece of calm that made him vaguely feel cold.

It was as if he had returned to his own home, returned to his soft bed, he looked around at everything indifferently, letting the painful memories swallow him.

Stepping forward, sitting on the ruins.

"Ah... too awkward."

Ji Jue scratched his face, sighed softly: "A few days ago, I said, it's possible not to come back, but I didn't expect, it seems I was sent back here again."

No one responded, only in the distance, the faint singing echoed, never ending.

At that moment, the invisible Tapir lost its power and fell into the dust.

A cold wind whistled past, blowing countless death wails.

From the daze and shock, Nightmare lowered his head, looked at the dust and ashes on his hands, subconsciously took a step back, but fell to the ground again.

Looking around blankly.

His control over the dream was taken away!

"What's going on?!"

He subconsciously got up, wanting to regain his control, but saw the silver light gradually lighting up on the earth, the complex and solemn outline like a circuit, like an invisible net, including him in it!

Tick, tick, tick, tick...

By his ear, an illusory sound sounded.

So crisp.

Thus, the stagnant time flowed backward here, and all the sealed things appeared again.

Right in the scorched earth and ashes, blurred outlines, painful bodies, gathered again, returning from death, wailing, screaming, praying, or roaring.

In the end, they, no, they, all turned their heads.

Looking at the dazed Tapir.

On the broken and rotten face, there were no eyes, only two dark hollows, as if they were caves leading to the abyss. But in the hollows, fierce light suddenly emerged.

It was as if the mountains were ignited, the ocean boiled, the sky and the earth fell apart in the tide of destruction.

That was, genuine...

——Natural Disaster!

From the last terrified scream of the intruder, the natural disaster that destroyed everything ten years ago appeared again from the end of the earth.

Genuine despair and destruction, rushing over!

When the nightmare shattered, it was like a bubble.

When the soul was burned out, it was the same.

This is the final ending of the Dream-Eater.

"Sir? Sir?"

Late at night, outside the private lounge at the airport, the waiter knocked on the door again, softly reminding: "Your flight is about to take off, sir, can you hear me? Sir?"

No one responded, only a dead silence.

When the door was pushed open, a terrified scream sounded suddenly, chaos spread, and soon, the inside and outside were blocked, and the isolation line was pulled up.

The police who arrived raised their cameras and took pictures of the scene in the room.

The man on the sofa had already stopped breathing.

The stiff expression had been completely distorted, always maintaining the terror and despair before death, and could no longer be resolved.

"Probably died suddenly in a dream."

The forensic doctor who arrived took off his gloves and made a judgment, but before leaving, he couldn't help but look back one last time. That curled-up corpse. It was truly, incomprehensible.

Why did the corpse look like it was burned to death?

When Ji Jue opened his eyes again, he saw the sunlight shining in from the window, warm and gentle, birds singing on the branches, spreading their wings, flying toward the sky.

In this indescribable silence, he lay on the floor, slowly stretched his body, and made a groan comfortably.

Haven't slept this long for a long time.

Too sleepy.

Last night, he didn't even know when he fell asleep, slept on the floor for a night, didn't feel uncomfortable or back pain, instead, it seemed like his whole body had been thoroughly rested.

Comfortable and peaceful.

Seemed to have a very long dream, but it was messy, couldn't remember it, but such sufficient rest made him sure, it must be a good dream.

It's just that, when he raised his hand, he couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

On the progress of the watch face, the [1] was actually half-filled with gold!

More than fifty percent?!

Clearly, before going to sleep, it seemed to have just reached thirty percent, how come it rose so much again when he opened his eyes? Is the effect of work-life balance so top-notch?

Ji Jue scratched his head blankly.

It's not that there's really some fierce ghost entering the dream, giving him empowerment, right?

Sleeping and the progress bar actually rose by twenty percent, is there such a good thing in the world?

Too outrageous, but I like it, give me more!

He hummed a tune and twisted his waist. After washing up and cleaning up, he looked outside. The sun was shining, the sky was cloudless, it was a good day to tighten screws, pick up trash, and grind progress!

Happy working is about to start again!

It's just that, not long after going out, he saw someone not far away, bearded, pale, looking like he was about to die, watching him go out, his expression seemed to have seen a ghost.

Maybe he's sick?

Ji Jue looked at him with pity, put his hands in his pockets, strolled away leisurely.

Only after passing by, Qi Qin, who was standing still, was stunned, looking at Ji Jue's back disappearing in the distance, suspecting that he had a hallucination.

The opponent targeted by Nightmare, after being tortured for so long, is usually in a single room in a mental hospital the next day, how can he still be alive and kicking and coming out to tighten screws?

Not right!

He felt that something had gone wrong, lowered his head and looked at the messages on his phone, dozens of inquiries sent out but still unread, and the replies that hadn't come until now!

Not right, not right, not right, not right... not right!!!

What's going on?

He wanted to hold that dog thing and spin him like a top with a copper belt: Damn, waited for you all night, did it succeed or not, say something!

But no matter how he urged and called and sent messages and emails, there was no response.

Seemed like he was dead.

"You'd better be really dead, dog day." Qi Qin's eyes were red.

By now, watching the other party pretend to be dead and not reply to messages, how could he not understand?

That dog thing, I'm afraid he really dug up something last night, estimated that he had already run away by now!

But if it's true that he ran away, it's fine, just afraid that the other party feels that his news is strange and valuable, and is preparing to find another generous employer to sell it for a big price!

But what kind of ghost did he dig up?

No one knows!

But the time left for him is running out...

"Playing like this, dog grass, wait for death!"

Qi Qin dialed the phone without hesitation, "Boss, something happened, Nightmare ran away!"

After reporting the specific situation, the old man on the other end of the phone also fell into confusion, suppressing the anger that had nowhere to vent, only the sound of something breaking was heard.

"Waste thing! If you want to die, just buy an urn, why implicate me? Why tell me now?!"

Qi Qin's expression twitched, wanting to speak but stopping.

He didn't expect that he would just cast a rod and really catch such a big fish. Now the rod is about to break, not to mention, people are about to be dragged into the sea!

Even more bizarre is that after Nightmare ran away, they couldn't confirm what exactly was hooked under the rod. It might be insignificant ocean trash, or it might be a man-eating shark that won't stop until it sees blood!

Whether it's "Ji Jue might be the Chosen summoner who has turned most of Haizhou upside down these days," or "he has been secretly hooking up with the one surnamed Wen for many years, they have a child, just finished the full moon," they can't drag it out anymore.

In case Nightmare sells the news and lets Wen Wen get wind of it and become alert, there might be no chance again.

Even if it's just "possible," but if something goes wrong, will "that side" let them go?

Don't tell jokes!

The most they do for those big figures, these rats who eat leftovers in the gutter, is things that can't see the light. If it's easy to use, keep using it; if it's not easy to use, can't you change one?

Things like chamber pots are sometimes like Pals.

If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will!

"Do it directly."

Jiang Jin took a deep breath, "Find someone to catch that kid first! I'll contact the Chosen One in the Heart Pivot aspect to dig out his background completely!"

Qi Qin hesitated: "But he stays in Ye Xian's workshop every day, in case Ye Xian finds out..."

"Just an apprentice, not her biological son. Give her face and call her a master, don't give her face, so what? Does she dare to do it?!"

Jiang Jin couldn't restrain himself anymore, roaring: "Besides, can't you trick him out? Are you doing things for the first time, how to do it still needs me to teach you?!"

Slap!

The phone hung up.

In the harsh busy tone, Qi Qin shivered subconsciously, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Immediately, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

Dialed another phone again. ===== CHAPTER 41 =====

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