Chapter 286: Dark Night Returns, Good Dreams Come Again!

Dark Night Returns, Good Dreams Come Again!

(D-cup today!)

Discussion is just a way to promote cooperation, but not all discussions have results.

After a period of silence, everyone knew that tonight's discussion would definitely not have an ending. At least some people were neither believers of 【Prosperity】 nor had any feelings for the NPCs in history, so naturally, they wanted to do whatever was convenient.

But Hong Lin clearly didn't think so. She might not care about adding points, but she seemed not to want to end this trial so hastily.

Cheng Shi observed her for a long time, and for a moment, he couldn't see from her eyes whether this God-Chosen didn't want to slaughter the innocent or wanted to have a big battle with a worthy opponent.

She seemed to still have an aftertaste of today's battle.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi laughed. Since that was the case...

"It seems this is a difficult decision for everyone. How about this: let's go out again tomorrow. If my deduction is all fact, then Erpuska will definitely come to attack us again. After all, the 【Prosperity】 power on Baldy is far more prosperous than the 【Prosperity】 power on the Fungus-Foot people.

At that time, we will collect more information about Erpuska, which might help us make a better choice. How about it?"

As soon as the words fell, a flash of light passed through Hong Lin's eyes. Clearly, she liked this decision.

Cheng Shi saw it and sneered in his heart. Sure enough, this was no believer of 【Prosperity】; this was clearly a believer of 【War】!

Everyone looked at each other silently and nodded in agreement. After all, the trial had only passed for two days, and their time was very sufficient.

Thus, the players, having a plan for tomorrow, entered a resting state again, each looking for a way to survive the long night. And Cheng Shi's method was particularly simple, which was:

Sleep as much as possible.

He ignored everyone, walked straight to the corner of the main room, lay down, and slept. Not long after, he made a steady breathing sound.

This scene made others marvel.

Whether this Weaver fell asleep fast or not might be unknown to others, but it could be seen that his heart was really big.

Hong Lin glanced at Cheng Shi thoughtfully, sat down slightly away from him, closed her eyes, and began to rest. Zuo Qiu laughed dryly twice, pushed the door, and walked out. The Puppet Master didn't move, sleeping in the arms of the puppet.

The hunter also wanted to go out, but after looking at everyone in the room and glancing at Cheng Shi's location, he weighed it for a moment and decided to stay.

Generally speaking, on the second night after the Dream-Peeking Ranger peeks at a dream, because the person being peeked at recalls past memories under the influence of 【Memory】, the memories of this night will be richer.

Jiang Wu Mei didn't want to miss this wonderful dream, and plus, Cheng Shi had no reaction to Zuo Qiu's words, seemingly not noticing at all, so he decided to take a risk.

To be honest, he was very confident in his dream-peeking move, because he had been a transparent person throughout the trial, only doing his duty, not saying extra words, and doing whatever his teammates did, never expressing any opinions.

And the reason he adopted this posture to disguise himself was to better contact his teammates' dreams.

Zuo Qiu said he was a person with strange habits, but in fact, it wasn't just Zuo Qiu who had strange habits; Jiang Wu Mei did too.

This Dream-Peeking Ranger was trapped in the quagmire of peeking at other people's memories, unable to struggle... no, he should be unwilling to struggle.

Only this kind of secret stimulation could allow him to find a little bit of happiness belonging to himself in this world without any future.

So after thinking about it, he still sat not far from Cheng Shi, closed his eyes, held his breath, and entered the dream.

Dark night returns, good dreams come again!

When Jiang Wu Mei woke up, he found that he was still in that familiar orphanage.

It's just that the children in the orphanage seemed to have changed a batch of people. Not many of yesterday's faces remained, but little Cheng Shi was still there, and he had grown taller and even became the child king here.

Jiang Wu Mei felt it was interesting, so he followed little Cheng Shi around like a ghost.

Tonight's dream was clearly more active than last night's under the influence of 【Memory】, and this also meant that time passed faster in the dream.

So soon, Jiang Wu Mei figured out what had happened in the orphanage during the memory that was lost between these two "nights" through a series of observations of little Cheng Shi and the people around him.

Little Cheng Shi learned to lie, and it was a perfect lie like his mask disguise!

He used lies as a tool, constantly maneuvering between the orphanage, the special teachers, and the children, saying human words to humans, ghost words to ghosts, and childish words to children. Relying on a mouth that didn't spit out the truth, he managed to turn his previous miserable life into an incomparably enjoyable and beautiful time.

And Jiang Wu Mei also learned from the special teachers in the orphanage that little Cheng Shi actually instigated the director to fire that Rong Mama who had always thrown him into the utility room for confinement, as well as a group of mean staff members similar to Rong Mama.

The dilapidated orphanage actually became more and more prosperous because of a little hand behind the scenes.

Unfortunately, good times didn't last long. Just tonight, or rather, in this segment of the dream, when little Cheng Shi sneaked into the director's office to try to obtain information on the director's desk again, he was finally caught by a hidden camera in the director's cabinet.

No one knew why the director put a hidden camera in his office. Little Cheng Shi didn't even know that things like cameras could be made so small, so he was caught.

The furious director felt that his personality had been insulted and his authority challenged, so he was angry. He used his connections to find an adopter outside, preparing to send this "bad seed" who had "messed up" the orphanage away through reasonable means.

And it was also at this time that Jiang Wu Mei finally saw little Cheng Shi's "first relative."

He was called Old Jia. As for which "Jia," Jiang Wu Mei couldn't say, because Old Jia himself seemed unable to say clearly which Jia he was.

On the day he came to adopt Cheng Shi, he was wearing a shirt with fabric that looked somewhat high-end and delicate, and below it was a pair of straight suit pants. His leather shoes were a bit old, but they were clean. His socks... he wasn't wearing socks. He stood cautiously at the front desk of the orphanage, nervously waiting for the orphanage to bring little Cheng Shi over.

When the special teacher pulled the unwilling little Cheng Shi to his front, the first sentence Old Jia said to little Cheng Shi, who had a flushed face, was:

"What's wrong with the kid's face?"

Little Cheng Shi rolled his eyes and muttered: "AIDS, it's contagious."

The special teacher's face turned black, and she slapped him on the head, helplessly saying to Old Jia: "Children speak without taboo. He painted his face with paint; I just washed it off. It was rubbed, not a disease."

Seeing this, Jiang Wu Mei couldn't help but laugh. This wasn't paint at all, but his dough mask.

Before coming, the little smarty-pants had remade a mask for himself, crouched halfway to disguise himself as another child. Five or six special teachers sweated profusely and searched for a whole morning before pulling him up from someone else's bed.

As for the child who was disguised, he was still crying loudly in the utility room in the attic.

Of course, the special teachers couldn't care about that poor guy anymore. The top priority was to listen to the director and hurry up and send this troublemaker out.

Old Jia listened, rubbing his hands and nodding: "Oh, oh, very good, very good. Rubbed spiritedly, rubbed more spiritedly."

Little Cheng Shi rolled his eyes again, seemingly not liking this cautious and unpresentable "father" in front of him.

After all, compared to other adopters, Old Jia was simply the shabbiest adopter in these years.

"Alright, take Xiao Shi to register. The director is taking care of you and has arranged a green channel for you. As long as the registration is completed, he will be your son. Hurry up."

Old Jia trembled with excitement when he heard this. He looked at little Cheng Shi, who had an unhappy face, and tremblingly and tentatively reached out his hand.

Little Cheng Shi glanced at it with disgust and turned away.

Old Jia froze, stunned in place.

But not long after, little Cheng Shi sighed and resignedly reached out his hand.

A weak little child simply couldn't defy the adult's decision. Since that was the case, it was better to "be obedient and compliant." Perhaps this kind of cuteness could make his life a little more comfortable in the future.

This wasn't Jiang Wu Mei's own emotion, but something he read in little Cheng Shi's eyes.

Old Jia gripped little Cheng Shi's hand tightly with excitement, but after a second, he hurriedly let go and changed to holding him gently, saying with joy:

"Kid, let's go, come home with me."

"Register, didn't you hear? We have to register." Little Cheng Shi reminded him speechlessly.

"Oh, oh, right, right, have to register. Teacher, where do we register?"

The special teacher sighed helplessly and took Old Jia and little Cheng Shi to the adoption office of the orphanage.

Sitting in the negotiation room of the adoption office, Old Jia's hand holding the pen trembled for a long time before he cautiously put it down.

"I, I don't know how to read."

Little Cheng Shi chuckled when he heard this, but he didn't dislike him, instead picking up the pen and filling it out on the paper for Old Jia. After a while, he opened his mouth and asked:

"Hey, what's your name? Need to write the name."

Old Jia looked at little Cheng Shi, his gaze changing many times, and replied with a complex expression:

"Old Jia."

"They want the surname and the name. Don't tell me your surname is Old and your name is Fake?"

"Oh, oh, I understand, I understand. My surname is Cheng..."

"Which Cheng?"

"It's... it's..."

Little Cheng Shi became impatient. He wrote down a "Cheng" character and pointed to it, asking: "Can you read it? Is it this one?"

Old Jia looked at it carefully and nodded repeatedly: "It's this one, it's this one."

"Your surname is Cheng, why are you called Old Jia?"

Old Jia laughed: "I'm called Cheng Jia. They got used to calling me that, so they naturally call me Old Jia, the Jia from 'Jia under heaven'."

"What a weird name." Little Cheng Shi muttered and wrote the two characters "Cheng Jia" on it.

"Also, what's my name?"

"Ah?"

Little Cheng Shi pointed to the words on the agreement and said: "Need to fill in my name. You have to give me a name. Sigh, who exactly is adopting whom? I'm called Xiao Shi, the Shi from big and small, the Shi from tenth. Otherwise, I'll write this in?"

"That won't do, that won't do. You have a name. You have a name. I've given you a name."

"Oh?" Little Cheng Shi finally became a bit interested. "What am I called?"

Old Jia clenched his fist and said very firmly:

"Cheng Shi, the Cheng from Cheng Jia, the Shi from honest."

"Cheng Shi? Tsk, sounds weird."

Little Cheng Shi didn't know what he thought of. He looked at Old Jia for a while, saw the bright light in the other's turbid eyes, smacked his lips, and wrote the two characters "Cheng Shi" on his adoption agreement.

He didn't seem to dislike this name, or rather, he didn't care what his name was.

And that was also the first time he wrote his own name.

Cheng Shi.

The Cheng from Cheng Jia, the Shi from honest.

Seems like summer vacation has started; there have been more readers recently.

Taking advantage of the weekend, I'll give some fun to the friends who are chasing the update. If the number of urging updates at the end of this chapter exceeds 10,000 before 8 AM tomorrow, I'll add a chapter tomorrow morning.

I see that the urging updates for these two days are about the same, and I feel it should be reachable, so treat it as a welfare chapter. No gifts needed, just urge the update.

The fun is limited to today!

Happy weekend~ ===== CHAPTER 287 =====