The woman standing on the stone pillar raised her eyebrows and looked at the nervous Wang Jin.
The latter was squatting on the ground with a shocked look on his face.
"You will understand after you come over and take a look."
Wang Jin sighed, then shook his head solemnly.
"This is your own world, and you don't know that there is such a big problem?"
Pointing to the ground, Wang Jin frowned and said.
"ha?"
The woman hesitated.
Dreams are ever-changing things, and even the strange bloodline cannot help her fully grasp them.
The only bonuses she gained in dreams were nearly unlimited inspiration and the ability to make wishes without using words.
The woman stood there, seeming to hesitate.
She didn't know whether to trust this cunning man.
"If I lie, my last name will be written backwards."
Wang Jin nodded solemnly.
The woman snapped her fingers, and the numb-looking passenger appeared out of thin air and slowly walked towards Wang Jin's seat.
A few seconds passed.
There were no explosions or strange things falling from the sky.
This man named Wang Jin seems to have not lied, something is really wrong in the dream world.
"how so?"
The woman gritted her teeth, then no longer hesitated and quickly ran towards Wang Jin.
"right here."
Wang Jin pointed to the ground and said to the woman.
The woman squatted down and looked at the small hole on the ground seriously.
There is a small iron piece on it, with the word "王" written on it.
"Did you see anything?"
Wang Jin approached the woman and asked in a low voice.
"No."
The woman felt Wang Jin's warm breath next to her, blushed and shook her head.
"Is such that."
Wang Jin took the piece of iron, turned it upside down, and then spoke slowly.
"If you turn the word "王" upside down, it's still "王".
Grinning, Wang Jin put his hand on the woman's shoulder.
Contact is established and suppression is formed.
Things related to kaidan cannot be brought into the dream world, but the ability to contact and suppress is not kaidan.
It is Wang Jin's innate ability. It can be said to be a talent, or it can be said to be... a disease.
Wang Jin once considered this issue carefully.
If we say that Wang Lin's illness comes from the conflict between her growing strength and her weak body.
Then one's own talent can be said to be a conflict between overly powerful inspiration and unmatched strength.
Inspiration will allow Wang Jin to be noticed by ghost stories, and he will be more likely to be involved in ghost stories scenes.
And such a strong strength will make him hover on the edge of death all the time.
Fortunately, God gave him a flexible enough brain to allow him to struggle for a while longer.
As for the two abilities of suppression and early warning, they are just a small use of inspiration by Wang Jin.
"You lied to me!"
The woman gritted her teeth and stared at Wang Jin, unable to move her body any further.
"You still want to kill me."
Wang Jin curled his lips and answered with a smile.
"Sorry, I really can't beat you, so I have to resort to this."
After shaking his head, Wang Jin spoke.
"But I really didn't lie to you. There is indeed something wrong with this dream world."
"If you cooperate well, I won't be able to tell you."
Gently pinching the woman's face, Wang Jin raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"You...what do you want to do?"
The woman's eyes dodge, but she can't struggle.
After secretly glancing at Wang Jin's sunny and handsome face, the woman began to whisper in her heart.
"If it's in a dream, it's not impossible..."
"ha."
Wang Jin didn't know what she was thinking, so he let go of her hand after smiling softly.
"Once you let go, you will never touch me again."
The woman's face turned a little red, but her attitude remained strong.
"I know, I discovered it when I bombarded you with cannonballs before."
Wang Jin smiled.
At that time, her body suddenly became unreal, and a cannonball passed directly through her.
"However, there still needs to be some trust between people, right?"
Wang Jin tossed the small iron piece with the word "王" on it up and down and looked at the girl.
"You still have the nerve to mention the word trust?"
The woman curled her lips, but did not continue to attack Wang Jin.
The two of them sat side by side on the rocky ruins, blowing the wind in their dreams.
"Meng Yu."
Two words were thrown at her coldly. It took Wang Jin a while to understand that it was her name.
"Mengyu, you unclean ones all have interesting names."
Wang Jin smiled slightly.
"How did you know..."
"Ha, I can tell a little bit."
"Besides, the Bureau is not a free-for-all, and will not easily let Gui Tan fly on the plane."
Wang Jin scratched his head.
The woman said nothing, as if she agreed with Wang Jin's guess.
"There are really not many unclean people who have enmity with me."
Touching his chin, Wang Jin saw the figures of a man and a woman flashing before his eyes.
"Li Yu and Cuiyu, right?"
Looking at the woman, Wang Jin was not too sure.
Even if he defrauded those two people of a small amount of money, he wouldn't find someone to kill him.
"Yes, but it's also wrong."
"This matter has nothing to do with them. I did it myself."
Meng Yu shook his head, but patiently answered Wang Jin's question.
"I came here to attend the annual meeting, and I happened to meet you."
"I also wanted to see who could bring that rock-playing Li Yu into the hospital. I took action on a whim."
Meng Yu patted his chest and took everything on himself.
"Can unclean people still attend the annual meeting?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
"No, I have withdrawn from the Unclean Ones. Strictly speaking, I am only a hybrid now."
Meng Yu shook his head and then spoke.
"After that, I joined a civil society organization, and this time I came to the annual meeting for the sake of my friends."
"Many people look down on mixed race people, thinking we are hidden chaos and a walking source of pollution. I want to give mixed blood a voice."
"Ha, I understand that deeply."
Wang Jin nodded.
With the Eye of the Ancient God, he is more likely to cause trouble than anyone else.
Fortunately, Wang Jin has a group of good friends around him and no one looks down on him.
Put yourself in your shoes, if you had done nothing, you would be looked down upon for the rest of your life and forcibly labeled as "unclean" just because of your identity that you cannot choose.
Wang Jin felt that he would be even crazier.
“Not a bad ideal.”
Patting Meng Yu on the shoulder, Wang Jin didn't use contact to suppress it this time, but it still frightened her.
"It's a pity that I went there to be first. We may have to fight."
Wang Jin smiled and looked into Meng Yu's eyes.
"What? Do you still want to kill me here?"
Meng Yu looked at Wang Jin's clear eyes and joked.
I don't know why, but chatting with the young man in front of me makes me feel comfortable.
Not only is the weird part of his bloodline getting close to him, but even the human part wants to be friends with him.
All in all, he has a great personality and gets to know people easily.
"Ha, how come?"
Wang Jin shook his head and smiled.
"Each of you should rely on your own abilities. When the time comes, we will have an open and fair fight."
The young man's eyes were so pure that Meng Yu couldn't help but be stunned as he looked at him.