The senior leaders of the former 100 guilds expressed their gratitude to Huang Ying, and everyone took this opportunity to discuss the future again.
Han Fei did not participate in the meeting. He still had important things to do.
Quietly leaving the Happy Community residence, Han Fei sent the black and white fragments he brought out from the nightmare on the eleventh floor to the central square.
The game helmet in the eleventh-level nightmare was made of black fragments. After the dream dissipated, a considerable number of fragments were left behind, which was enough for No. 2 to piece together something this time.
Entering box No. 2, Han Fei couldn't find a place to stay because there was a thick layer of information piled on the floor.
"Just take a look at it, I've read all that information, it's of no value." Number 2 seemed to have sensed Han Fei's existence a long time ago. His expression was serious, and he looked at Han Fei with a strange look: "Did you absorb it in a nightmare?
What is it?"
"How do you know?" Han Fei hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet. He sat next to No. 2: "Number Zero and I seem to have some connection with the consciousness of the first generation ghost. In the eleventh level nightmare, I
Absorbed the blood of the first generation of ghosts."
"Blood of the First Generation Ghost" No. 2 had a flash of sympathy in his eyes. This kid who was smarter than Zhi Nao rarely showed his emotions, so any slight change in expression on his face would make Han Fei feel uneasy.
"What happened? After absorbing the blood of the first generation ghost, my destiny was changed?" Han Fei asked.
No. 2 pursed his lips and hesitated for a while before raising his head and staring at Han Fei: "Your destiny has disappeared."
"Can't you even see through my fate?"
"No." No. 2 shook his head: "You will soon face death in the true sense. Your soul will be scattered, and all traces of the human world will be erased. It will be as if you never existed."
Hearing what No. 2 said, Han Fei was stunned. He had just learned the secret of the first generation ghost and got help from Fu Sheng's eldest son. Everything seemed to be getting better, but No. 2 suddenly said that he would die.
"My life has entered a countdown?"
"kindness."
"It doesn't matter, just die. Just try your best while you're alive." Han Fei spread his hands and didn't feel any fear.
"I thought you were going to ask me, how long can I live?" No. 2 didn't expect Han Fei to be so calm. Death, soul loss, and being forgotten by everyone could not shake the young man in front of him.
"Knowing the specific date is meaningless. It will only increase fear. It is better to fight until the end and not regret it even if you die." Han Fei held the black and white fragments in his hands and tried to piece them together, but the fragments
They belong to different people, and there is no way to fuse them using brute force.
"Actually, even if you ask me about the specific date, I won't tell you." No. 2 seemed a little tired. He leaned on the back of his chair and said as if talking to himself: "From the time you entered the life of Fu Sheng's eldest son,
Starting from the shrine, the fate of many people in this city has been changed. Dreams no longer hold back, and the most vicious and unspeakable person will use all his strength to deal with you."
"I will not sit still and wait for death." Han Fei's eyes were burning with greed, and his ambition drove him forward. He dreamed of killing him, and he also wanted to make the dream come true.
Number 2 saw what Han Fei was thinking. He opened his mouth to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he changed his words: "I have made mistakes before, so the fate I see is not necessarily the future. But one thing can be
For sure, Meng’s revenge on you has already begun.”
As soon as No. 2 finished saying this, Han Fei received a message from Bai Xian, hoping that he would immediately go to a hotel near Xingfu Community because a guest from afar was looking for him.
Putting down the black and white fragments, Han Fei covered his body with a black robe. Just as he was about to leave, No. 2 spoke again: "You'd better find time to return to reality."
"Back to reality?"
"The easiest way to kill you is not to do it in the deep world, but in reality. Meng will do whatever he can to kill you. You may have been targeted."
"When I'm done, I'll exit the game."
"By the way, I'll report to the Deep Space Division
The technical director "borrowed" a small box that transmits information. The information inside can help you." Number 2 handed a brand new white box to Han Fei: "I checked almost all the nightmares above the third floor and found this
Most of the information about the nightmare owners, some of their family members are still alive, you can contact them through this information."
"What's the use of finding those people?" Han Fei took the white box: "Do you want to integrate them all into the game?
This is a huge project."
"Although nightmares are scary, they are also a bridge spanning life and death. It allows them to see each other and awaken their conscience and humanity." No. 2 said no more, indicating that Han Fei could leave.
Hurrying back, the Happy Community was surrounded by players. The guests who met Han Fei obviously didn't want to be discovered by the players, so they chose another place to meet.
Knocking on the door of the hotel room, Han Fei quickly felt something was wrong. There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Even if the heater was turned on, the temperature inside the hotel was much lower than outside.
"Han Fei, this way!" Bai Xian arrived in advance and led Han Fei to room 001.
Behind the wooden door was full of blood, and the seriously injured ghost manager of the paradise and the paper money merchant, the resident of the dead building, stood inside the house.
"Why are you two here?" Han Fei also wanted to let the ghost manager take charge of the overall situation in the park, but he didn't expect that he would follow the passage to the shallow world.
"The unspeakable beings in the deep world launched an attack on us. The passage was almost taken away, and the night guard lost an arm." The ghost manager looked very sad. He seemed to have returned to many years ago, when Xinhu faced a major disaster for the first time.
that point in time.
"Did Meng take action?" Han Fei frowned. As soon as he broke the rules of nightmare, the unspeakable in the deep world immediately started to take action. Both sides were very decisive, without any delay or hesitation.
"It's not a dream, but the dream is coming soon." The ghost manager pushed the businessman forward. The businessman who loved money very much took out a handful of paper money from his huge pocket, and then took out a few more that exuded hatred.
Oil paintings: "These paintings are given to you by the painter at the plastic surgery hospital. You can feel them for yourself."
Han Fei picked up the first oil painting, and the scenes in the painting appeared around Han Fei. He saw the night sky in the deep world dyed red with blood, and wild laughter enveloped several areas occupied by Han Fei.
But outside those areas, waves of extremely terrifying auras loomed in the darkness, dream dust was flying on the horizon further away, and huge waves of dark nightmares were coming from the core area of the deep world.
Picking up the second painting, Han Fei saw a tall and thin man standing at the entrance of the paradise. Everything on his body was blood red, and his whole body seemed to be made of blood.
As a hater, Zhuang Wen only fought against him once, and her soul was torn apart. Zhuang Wen paid a huge price, but the bloody man was not injured at all. It was just the curse of the dead building that caused him a little trouble.
.
The unspeakable terrifying aura on the man's body turned into blood mist, and all the buildings shrouded in the mist seemed to have come to life, turning into monsters controlled by the blood man.
The outer defense line of the paradise was torn apart in this way, and it was not until Kuangxiao controlled the power of the paradise shrine that the bloody man was suppressed.
But what's worse is that at the same time, a huge black beast climbed up the skyscraper. The monster seemed to represent the remaining bestiality in the hearts of all living people, violent, angry, and extremely aggressive.
The big ghost and Teacher Li Xue only managed to stop it by working together, fighting to the death. The giant beast was not seriously injured, but Teacher Li Xue had one of his arms bitten off.
What's even more frightening is that the wound bitten by the giant beast cannot heal, and Teacher Li Xue's hand seems to be forever sealed in the belly of the giant beast.
Then Han Fei picked up the last oil painting. The butcher's house in Animal Lane was converted into a small restaurant.
There are no customers, no chefs, and no ingredients in this restaurant that is open late at night, only a shrine built with curses.
Compared with the shrine of Fu Sheng and Gao Xing, this shrine is like a newly born child. The divine patterns have not been imprinted yet, and the face of the statue is very blurry.
"Xu Qin?" Han Fei remembered that he had casually told Xu Qin before that he wanted to be with her.
He didn't take her to heart when she opened a deli, but Xu Qin firmly remembered her words.
There is a cold atmosphere spreading in the oil painting. Outside the restaurant in Animal Lane, there is a blurry shadow standing. No one can see its body and can only feel the various negative emotions emanating from it.
This shadow is also an indescribable figure. It was attracted by the curse on Xu Qin, so it focused on the shrine that was still under construction in the restaurant.
If the maniacal laughter hadn't arrived in time after scaring off the bloody man, Xu Qin's shrine would have been destroyed by the shadows.
"Three indescribables?" Han Fei looked at the painter's oil painting, clenched his hands, and his finger bones made a crunching sound.
For the ghosts in dreams and the deep world, this is just a trial between each other.
The dream body has not yet appeared, and all of Han Fei's family background has been exposed. What awaits Han Fei and the others next time may be real destruction.
Han Fei broke the shrine placed by Dream in the shallow world, and Dream will take revenge in his home ground in the deep world. Storms are coming, and huge waves are raging, vowing to flood the paradise.
"According to my speculation, it only takes three nights at most for a dream to come over. Based on my understanding of it, as long as it determines its target, it will bite hard and never let go, so don't take any chances. You must
Be prepared for a head-on confrontation with Meng." The ghost manager also knew that Han Fei was under a lot of pressure, but he had to tell Han Fei the truth: "You must seize the time to destroy the shrine that Meng placed in the shallow world, and don't let him be
The living people trapped here will become your burden, but you must find a way to make them your help."
"I am also working very hard to win over them."
"Not just them, but also those people in reality." The ghost manager was a contemporary of Fu Sheng. He knew very well how the paradise operated at that time: "No matter what your final choice is, at least you are protecting reality now.
The people in this world have only come this far without being disturbed by ghosts and gods, so those who are protected by you should help you!"
"You want me to use the power of reality like Fu Sheng?"
"Don't underestimate the faith and obsession of living people. Only by fighting for all the strength can we have a chance to tide over the difficulties." The ghost manager looked at Han Fei seriously: "I'm not here to ask you to go back to the deep world to help, but
Let you do your own thing as soon as possible, destroy all the shrines of dreams, and get more help in reality."
"Can people in reality help us fight against dreams?" Han Fei still remembered Fu Shengzi's nightmare. When Fu Sheng sacrificed himself to seal all the passages, the living people on the ground betrayed him without hesitation and broke the agreement.
"The reason why dreams are so powerful that they scare people is because they can grow infinitely, constantly collect nightmares, and raise nightmares to gain power, and the source of this power lies in reality. If we can rescue those who are trapped in nightmares,
The power of dreams will be weakened. Saving one or two people will have a very weak impact on dreams, but what if it helps hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people get rid of nightmares?" The ghost manager pressed Han Fei's shoulders with both hands.
Looking at Han Fei's face: "Only you can change now. Don't let the darkness of this world cover your eyes. Use these eyes to chase the light."
The ghost manager told Han Fei earnestly and sincerely that he knew how crazy things people would do for profit. He also knew that the path Han Fei chose was different from the previous owner of the black box, so he was worried that Han Fei would deviate from the original path and be forced to destruction.
"The businessman, please stay here. The three oil paintings he brought have the painter's hatred and talent. The patterns on the oil paintings will continue to change. You can see the scenes of the deep world through those oil paintings."
After everything was said, the ghost manager was ready to leave. He had a way to pass through the gray fog of the dream without being discovered.
"It's difficult to weaken Meng's strength. That guy is best at playing with people's hearts. He won't let me succeed easily." Han Fei also thought that the ghost manager was right. After he sent the message to Huang Yinghe No. 2,
Then I started looking for tasks in the main city area.
A few hours later, Han Fei's exit button successfully lit up, and he hid in No. 2's box and left the game.
The blood came. The process of exiting the game made Han Fei feel very comfortable. The blood covering the entire city echoed the blood in his body, and it was just like
Like Han Fei and this bloody world are one.
Before he could feel it carefully, Han Fei had already returned to reality. He took off his gaming helmet, and the moment he pushed open the gaming warehouse door, the scene in his nightmare seemed to have become a reality.
His room was full of living people, including police officers, senior executives of deep space technology, and many professionals.
"Exactly consistent with the anonymous message we received! Han Fei is the only player who can quit the game!"
"The false information sent from the deep world was sent by him! His game warehouse was activated during the data backup process!"
"Does this mean that the other reports in the anonymous messages are also true?"
"The black box left by the late chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical was stolen by him! The third super criminal hidden in Xinhu is him!"
This chapter has been completed!