It was already late at night when Han Fei met No. 2, and he handed over all the black and white nightmare fragments to No. 2.
The thread of fate connects all the fragments, and the obsessions deep in nightmares piece together an absurd world.
With the help of No. 2, the nightmare fragments put together the prototype of a box.
The outside of the box is black, and the inside is pure white. Despair and hope exist at the same time, but people outside the box can only see black despair, and only people locked inside the box can see pure white hope.
"There are still a lot of pieces left." No. 2 was not satisfied with his "work": "You are moving too slowly. Now is not the time to be merciful. The enemy wants to kill you at all costs, so you must use any means to destroy it."
Just drop it."
Han Fei knew what No. 2 wanted to say. There were still many nightmare fragments hidden in the hands of four million players. Even the major guilds did not hand over all the fragments they found to Han Fei.
"We only look at the results now, not the process. As long as we can rescue them in the end, it doesn't matter what method we use."
"I got it." Han Fei nodded: "I have another thing to come to you for this time. Huang Ying disappeared after entering a nightmare. He brought your paper airplane. Can you send me to his right place?"
In the nightmare you experienced?”
"I can try." No. 2 motioned to Han Fei to take out the blood-stained paper airplane and draw blood patterns on it again. It took half an hour before No. 2 handed the newly made airplane to Han Fei.
: "Destiny will guide you to find Huang Ying, but you may also find Shen Luo. It depends on luck."
"Thank you." Han Fei saw that No. 2 was a little tired, so he stopped disturbing him and prepared to leave.
"Thank you, I'm also helping myself by helping you." No. 2 licked his lips: "To be honest, I really want to eat Meng and see what the top unspeakable taste is."
After eating the "meat" made by Xu Qin, Han Fei returned to the Xingfu Community residence. He made his neighbors enter the ghost pattern and sent Zhang Mingli into the abyss of greed.
After receiving the full help of Fu Sheng's eldest son, Han Fei was able to ignore most of the rules in the nightmare. He could open the inventory in the nightmare at will, and he could also freely call out his neighbors in the ghost pattern.
The nightmare is
It became terrifying, but the speed of the nightmare's growth had been completely crushed by Han Fei.
"I want to see what kind of nightmare can make all players never come back."
Opening the door of the hospital in the main city, Han Fei entered the hospital with a large number of players following him. As he walked forward in the gray fog, the dream dust falling in the air would automatically avoid him, and the shadows in the building would also appear when he passed by.
Faded like a tide.
"Every time you clear the nightmare, you can get close to the shrine. The higher the difficulty of the nightmare, the more step rewards you will get after clearing the level." Han Fei is the only player in the main city who has cleared the eleventh floor of the nightmare. After he passed through the hospital hall,
Entered the corridor.
Going up level by level, Han Fei encountered no obstruction. Feeling the pressure of the shrine on the top floor, he walked faster and faster.
The gray fog became thicker, and there was an extremely depressing power hidden in the fog. Occasionally, vicious eyes glanced at Han Fei, but none of these could stop Han Fei from moving forward.
A few minutes later, Han Fei arrived at the top floor. The shrine was at the end of the corridor more than ten meters away from him!
"Eleven shrines, enough for a sinner to enjoy themselves."
After Han Fei walked up the last step, all the gray fog gathered towards him, and he felt weightless, but this time Han Fei was extremely sober.
He could clearly feel that his consciousness was being dragged by some kind of regular force, sinking continuously into the depths of the ocean of consciousness, which seemed to be the place where people dream.
Sweet dreams are like the stars in the sky, nightmares are like the smelly swamp mire. Under the control of dreams, Han Fei's consciousness sank into the deepest darkness of the mire.
The bubbles burst, and when Han Fei opened his eyes again, warm sunlight shone on his face.
"here it is……"
Car horns were honking and people were shouting. Han Fei was standing in the middle of the bustling and noisy city.
"The nightmare gets bigger as you go to the back, but this nightmare is too big, right?"
Han Fei looked at his hands. This nightmare was more real than any nightmare he had entered before. There was no difference between the city in front of him and Xinhu in reality. He seemed to have successfully exited the game and returned to reality.
"Something is wrong, something is very wrong." Han Fei was standing on the street. At this time, news was playing on the virtual sky screen of the skyscraper. The content was probably that the first batch of players trapped in "Perfect Life" had been successfully rescued, and several major technology giants were joining forces.
Save the remaining players and the citizens will work together to overcome the difficulties.
The lives of the citizens of Xinhu seem to have returned to normal. There are no three major criminal organizations besieging Zhinao, and there is no information related to ghosts. Everyone has returned to their lives, and everything is slowly becoming normal.
"Is the eleventh level of nightmare simulating reality?" A guess came to Han Fei's mind: "There are eleven shrines in the main city. Many players think that the nightmare only has eleven levels. This news may even be a dream from the beginning.
Deliberately spread. After the players actually enter the eleventh level of nightmare, the dream will first arrange a more terrifying nightmare, wait for the players to "narrow escape" and then pull them into this fictional reality! Let them mistakenly believe that
They successfully exited the game, but in fact they are still trapped in the eleventh level of nightmare!"
The viciousness of the dream once again refreshed Han Fei's knowledge. That guy knew the weaknesses of human nature well and kept using various methods to play with and torture players.
Players' news was played in real time on the virtual canopy, and Han Fei also learned through the news that all players were arranged for treatment at Xinhu Ninth Hospital.
According to news reports, although players have successfully quit the game, their brains have suffered varying degrees of damage, and some people have also developed various mental and psychological problems that require treatment and cultivation before they can slowly recover.
The report also said that due to severe stimulation, some players will still have hallucinations and auditory hallucinations even after leaving the game, and even think that there are ghosts in the world and that ghosts are around them.
Authoritative experts have interpreted the incident and believe that the players have not fully adapted because the difference between virtuality and reality is too large. All symptoms will get better as time goes by.
"It sounds quite similar to that. The players probably wouldn't have thought that Meng could fabricate a city to deceive them. Now the players are all set to be lunatics with mental problems. Even if they have doubts, it will be difficult to go there.
Confirmed.”
In Han Fei's view, the hospital that specializes in treating players is not a normal hospital at all. Meng will use various means to make players lose the ability to doubt, and turn players into real lunatics through drugs, mental intervention, etc.
Afterwards, the player will be released from the hospital.
In other words, as long as the players still have doubts about the world, they will be locked up in the hospital for the rest of their lives. Only when they completely believe in the dream and are successfully transformed by the dream will they be released from the hospital and rest assured in the city built by the dream.
Life.
Entering the alley, Han Fei secretly took out the paper airplane given to him by No. 2. What surprised him was that the paper airplane was not pointing in the direction of Xinhu Ninth Hospital, which meant that Huang Ying was not staying with ordinary players.
, he seems to have been discharged from the hospital.
"Let's go find Huang Ying first."
Under the guidance of the paper plane, Han Fei came to the edge of the city. Huang Ying seemed to be moving, and the paper plane kept changing its direction.
When the sun was about to set, Han Feicai found Huang Ying next to a dilapidated house in the old city.
Walking in the afterglow of the setting sun, Huang Ying seemed to be worried. His eyes looked at the house from time to time, as if he was a little undecided.
Han Fei did not go out directly. He felt that Huang Ying's current state was a bit strange.
When the sun sank below the horizon and the street lights came on, Huang Ying opened the door of the house.
The entrance is normal, but if you go further into the house, you will see an extremely terrifying scene.
The floor of the room was covered with black hair, which was wet and squirming on the ground. A pair of eyes were opened on the worn wallpaper. Some of the eyes were full of blood, and some were full of whites.
Weird laughter came from the TV, and the inside of the room seemed like a dark vortex, attracting people who were close to it.
The screen of the old-fashioned TV flickered, and the black and white snowflake screen slowly returned to normal. It began to play the process of a player growing up from a toddler.
The seemingly warm picture was watched by pairs of eyes, and the black hair on the ground climbed up the TV like poisonous weeds and stretched into the screen.
The imprisoned memories on the TV began to fragment. The black-haired people dismembered the people on the TV screen and transported the cut into pieces bit by bit out of the TV.
The bloodless pieces of meat seem to represent the player's memory. The black hair penetrates into the meat and puts the cut body back together again.
It only took a few minutes for those pieces of meat to form a complete person again.
He stood blankly in front of the TV, controlled by the black hair, like a puppet on strings.
The laughter slowly turned into crying. The person spelled out by the minced meat opened its eyes. It walked towards the wall in confusion and looked into a certain pair of eyes.
After a while, the confusion in this man's eyes disappeared and became vicious and terrifying.
Another laugh came from the TV screen, and soon the second dismembered person was pulled out of the memory, and the same process was repeated.
"The memory shown on the TV seems to be the inevitable truth of a certain player. I have met her before, her name is Xia Bing. The dream is to use this method to copy the most unforgettable person in the player's memory, and then use these
Are you going to deceive players? Let them stay in this world forever?" Han Fei witnessed everything from a distance, but he didn't understand why Huang Ying was here.
Relatives are created one after another. They hide the evil in their eyes and gradually become the same as the people in the player's memory.
After they were completely in tune, they walked out of the terrifying room, seemingly preparing to carry out the tasks assigned by the dream.
What's interesting is that the dummies created by dreams will become very respectful after seeing Huang Ying, as if Huang Ying is a higher-level existence than them.
Huang Ying ignored the dummies. After they left, he sat alone on the sofa in the living room and stared at the TV in front of him.
His eyes gradually changed, and memories of his childhood began to appear on the TV.
The first scene was very heartwarming. Huang Ying had the happiest childhood, until his mother fell into the water and died trying to save him. That river in winter became a scene he could never forget.
Reminiscing again and again, the TV screen kept flashing. Huang Ying seemed to be trying something. He wanted to freeze the memory of his mother at the moment before her death, and wanted to drag her out of the memory. But no matter how hard he tried, her mother would
At the last moment when he left the TV, he turned into black water splash.
Huang Ying's face gradually distorted, and his anger caused dark flames to burn behind him. The black hair around him hid in all directions, and the eyes on the walls quickly closed. The small house was trembling.
"Why can nightmares change other people's dreams at will, but can't change the dreams in their own hearts?"
All kinds of negative emotions surrounded Huang Ying. He seemed unwilling and painful.
"Brother Huang, do you want a drink?" Han Fei could sense that there was something wrong with Huang Ying's condition, but he still decided to go over.
"Han Fei?" Huang Ying turned around suddenly. He didn't expect to meet Han Fei here: "Are you a nightmare? Or..."
Han Fei casually took out No. 2's paper airplane, and the bloody plane was pointed at Huang Ying: "All the players who entered the eleventh level of nightmare have not come out, so I asked No. 2 to help me enter your nightmare."
"Did No. 2 help you in?" Huang Ying seemed to have lowered his guard, but at the next moment, he pulled out a strange and ugly knife from the inventory and stabbed Han Fei directly!
"Afterlife!"
The bright sword light lit up. Han Fei did not swing the sword, but just held Huang Ying's sword: "Brother Huang, calm down."
Seeing the light of the sword made of human nature, Huang Ying finally believed that the person in front of him was Han Fei. The tension in his eyes dissipated a lot, as if he had finally found his backbone.
"What's going on in this eleventh-level nightmare? Why aren't you with other players?" Han Fei put away his past life and used his healing personality to help Huang Ying dispel the negative emotions around him.
"I can't explain it in just a few words. This level of nightmare is special. It is a factory where dreams create nightmares. That vicious guy is ready to turn all players into the lowest nightmares for him to drive." Huang Ying took off his shirt,
His body has begun to alienate!
This chapter has been completed!