Huang Ying's skin hidden under his clothes was invaded by resentment, and his body was gradually becoming like a nightmare. While gaining terrifying power, he would also be affected by negative emotions.
"The eleventh level of nightmare is not the end of all nightmares, but the dream seems not to allow players to explore further. It wants to complete the transformation of all players in this level of nightmare."
Putting on his shirt again, Huang Ying pointed to the TV in the living room: "There are many residential cities like this, and they are all places where nightmares are cultivated. In order to transform those players step by step, in addition to using special drugs and mental suggestions, Dreams
It will also extract information about their loved ones from players’ memories, use those memories to reconstruct their families, and let the people closest to them harm them.”
"You just wanted to use the Nightmare House to reshape the mother in your memory?" Han Fei knew Huang Ying's past and understood Huang Ying well enough.
"I have become a nightmare and cannot change my memory." Huang Ying is different from other players. Not only was he tortured into a nightmare by butterflies a long time ago, but he is also the most terrifying and powerful one. He has the power in nightmares
He has extremely high authority, and ordinary nightmares will avoid him when they see him.
Huang Ying stood up and turned off the TV. As the memory on the TV screen disappeared, the entire house returned to normal in an instant. The black hair crawling all over the floor and the eyes growing on the wall disappeared.
"Now the shallow world is in chaos. Players all suspect that you died in the nightmare. I came here mainly to take you out." Han Fei leaned against the wall and studied the wallpaper in the room.
"I can't leave for the time being. There is no exit from this nightmare, and there is no way to clear it, because this is not one person's nightmare, but a nightmare composed by everyone." Huang Ying's expression was very bad: "We have become each other's nightmare, so that
The other party has fallen into his own despair, and instead of redeeming each other, we are dragging each other down, pulling each other into the abyss."
"Aren't the players all trapped in the Xinhu Ninth Hospital? As long as they realize that this city is fake, they should be able to wake up, right?" Han Fei did not expect that this eleventh-level nightmare would be so difficult.
"I've tried it, but it doesn't work." Huang Ying shook his head: "It's not just the high-level players who are trapped here, but also other ordinary players who were killed in the nightmare. Their consciousness disappeared into the nightmare.
The memory was thrown here by the dream and became the cornerstone of the city that the dream built. In other words, the dream became more and more real by constantly plundering the players' memories, until finally everyone in the dream thought that this place was
That’s reality.”
Huang Ying held out two fingers: "Here players have only two choices, become memory fragments that build the city, or become nightmares and accomplices in dreams."
"According to what you said, there is a possibility of resurrection for the players who died while exploring the nightmare before?" The players who explored the nightmare suffered heavy casualties. Now Han Fei discovered that those people's memories were stolen by dreams, and there is still a possibility that they are ghosts. This is very important to Han Fei.
It's good news.
"It can be understood this way..." Huang Ying showed a bitter smile on his face. He looked at Han Fei's eyes, which were immersed in the depths of despair, and seemed to always be filled with light.
Han Fei is not a very optimistic person. He has just stayed in despair for too long, so he is very good at finding hope in despair.
"The unspeakable things imprisoned in the shrine by the dream were released by me. All the rules in the nightmare cannot restrain me. This eleventh level of nightmare is like a huge granary to me. Nightmares, players' memories, and all evil ghosts are
It's a rare delicacy." Han Fei raised the knife of the past life: "The player's memory can be temporarily put into the knife of the past life. I can take away the powerful and special nightmares with my greedy personality. If there are other ghosts who like it, I can put them into the ghost pattern.
Or just let the neighbors eat it."
"You really don't waste anything." Huang Ying's tense nerves slowly relaxed. He felt from the bottom of his heart that it was great to follow Han Fei: "High-level players are now trapped in Xinhu Ninth Hospital.
, but it’s equivalent to a prison, and the real nightmare factory is in another place.”
"Let's go to the hospital first."
Let Huang Ying lead the way, the two took a taxi to Xinhu Ninth Hospital.
The surrounding buildings were dark and lifeless, as if they were ghosts. Only the hospital was brightly lit, and nurses and doctors were constantly walking back and forth in the corridors, inspecting the wards.
"Doctors are responsible for 'treatment', nurses are responsible for daily supervision, and fake family members are 'accompanied' throughout the process. Those players will soon fall into self-doubt and gradually cannot distinguish between nightmares and reality." Huang Ying led Han Fei to visit.
During the entire treatment process in the hospital, I also witnessed a player being successfully brainwashed and finally "recovered" and discharged.
He left in the company of his false family and lived in a small house full of wriggling black hair and eyes on the walls. He fell asleep among the black hair and eyes. His body was alienated little by little, and his spirit and personality also changed unknowingly.
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Over time, even if the player is allowed to return to the real world in the future, he will still act according to the dream's orders, because he has lost everything as a human being and is just a nightmare in human skin.
"If nightmares are compared to ghosts and the player is treated as a living person, then the Eleventh Nightmare is like a small deep world that is gradually improving." Han Fei looked at the player's alienated body and connected the information he had.
I stood up and thought: "The dream is to create a new black box. Now the black box has not been built, but it is about to rebuild a deep world. There must be some relationship between this deep world and the black box. Is it possible that the innermost part of the black box is
The origin of the deep world?”
Han Fei was a little confused. The deep world was vast and boundless, but the black box was small enough to be hidden in a living person's mind. There was a big difference. The only thing they had in common was that they were both born out of despair, and no one had ever been able to reach it.
At the end of the deep world, no one has ever been able to open the last layer of the black box.
"Will it be possible to reach the end of the deep world and touch the wall of the black box? Will it be possible to see the deep world by opening the last layer of the black box?"
"The world is like a box. I want to open it, but in fact I am already inside the box."
"Why are you still in philosophy? Have your attribute points been changed to add brainpower?" Huang Ying saw Han Fei talking to himself and pulled him aside: "What you need to do now is not to open the box, but to open the hospital prison.
Let the players out. I will take you to the Nightmare Factory. Only by destroying it can we bring the players out of the eleventh level of nightmare and affect eleven shrines at the same time."
No matter which shrine in the main city you enter the nightmare, you will end up here. Destroying this layer will have a great impact on the dream.
After politely asking the taxi driver to get out of the car, Huang Ying and Han Fei drove into the old city.
The Nightmare Factory is not a real factory, it exists in people's daily lives. When the negative emotions in a certain area are strong enough, nightmares will be attracted to people living in that area when they fall asleep.
A sleeping person will feel that he is awake. He can see scary things coming out from under the bed, from the cabinet, or even from the quilt, but he cannot shout or struggle. He can only let the nightmare touch his body and merge with him little by little.
But from the perspective of onlookers, those nightmares are crawling out of their bodies, constantly absorbing their negative emotions, and becoming more and more terrifying under the distortion of the environment.
When the nightmare grows to a certain stage, it will have a permanent impact on the surrounding environment. Even if another person sleeps in that bed, he will still have terrible nightmares.
If bad emotions are not changed, life will become gloomy and the place where you live will be occupied by dirty things.
The place where Huang Ying brought Han Fei was the most "dirty", "grey" and "evil" place in the city. This was the nightmare factory on the eleventh floor, and it was also a building that Han Fei was very familiar with.
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"Are you sure you're in the right place?" Han Fei opened the car door and stared at the building outside. He originally thought that the nightmare factory would be located in a funeral parlor, a mass grave, a black heart hospital, or in the wilderness, but in fact the nightmare factory was not
Not in those places.
"Yes, I'm sure this is the Nightmare Factory." Huang Ying parked the car and walked towards the dilapidated community with Han Fei: "It's actually very strange, why is the Nightmare Factory in your house?"
The big iron gate of the old community was opened, and Han Fei looked at the apartment building where he usually lived. The resentment of the entire Xinhu was gathered there, as if a black storm was brewing.
"I have been living here since graduation. Although I have never encountered any happy things, cannot laugh, and occasionally feel desperate, I have never had nightmares!" Han Fei really doesn't understand that the place where his home is located
The community was actually regarded as a nightmare factory.
"Maybe you didn't realize how much pain you were in." Huang Ying patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "From now on, I and other brothers will be with you, so don't hold things in your heart alone."
"What the hell! Don't you know who I am? I usually disembowel myself when something happens. Who would give me a chance to hold it in?" Han Fei thought about his past, whether it was before he got the black box or after he got it.
After the black box, he seemed to be in despair, at least he couldn't find anyone like him in Xinhu.
"Don't tell me, this butterfly really knows how to choose a place. I didn't believe it when I first came here, but after going around the whole city, your family is the only one with deep resentment." Huang Ying walked forward. The temperature inside the community was higher than
It was about five degrees below zero outside, and the atmosphere of despair enveloped everything, but every household was so fast asleep that they didn't even notice that there were a lot of nightmares crawling outside their windows.
"All nightmares are attracted to something. They constantly bring the negative emotions and sources of mental pollution they collected in the city here, offer them to that thing, and then make that thing exude a more desperate atmosphere and convey a more depressive feeling.
Emotions help nightmares grow quickly." Huang Ying turned to look at Han Fei: "What are you hiding at home?"
"How do I know?" Other celebrities are hidden in a golden house. Han Fei's home may be more terrifying than the female corpse. It is estimated that the paparazzi will not be able to escape even if the paparazzi comes in.
"We have to destroy that thing anyway." Huang Ying hid his aura skillfully, and then used the power of nightmares to hide Han Fei: "Come upstairs with me."
The two of them cooperated tacitly and entered the corridor smoothly.
The despair inside the apartment building has turned into reality. Thick black fog is floating on the stairs. The residents living here are either crazy or on the road to madness. Normal people may not survive three nights.
All kinds of weird sounds came to my ears, and the sleep talk of the residents in the house were very terrifying. Some were telling the story of the murder, some were sharpening knives, and some were sleepwalking in the corridor while crying and laughing.
After getting out of the way of all the residents, Han Fei finally arrived at the door of his house.
Looking at the familiar door, Han Fei had opened it countless times in reality, and he had never been so nervous as now.
Holding the handle firmly, Han Fei suddenly thought of something: "I don't have the key?"
"I'll do it." Huang Ying looked around and saw that there were no other nightmares in the corridor. He took a deep breath and kicked the door violently!
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and Huang Ying and Han Fei looked inside the room. There was a coffin-like game warehouse in the small room, and there were dead people standing densely around the game warehouse!
""The physical book is finally officially published!
This is the second set of physical books I have published after "I Have an Adventure House". Thank you all again for your support and companionship along the way!
The first volume of "" "Happy Community" will be pre-sold regularly at 20:00 on Monday night, February 20th at the self-operated store of Taobao Dimensional Library! I have a limited edition of 500 copies waiting for you to autograph ~
This time the physical book is published by Dimensional Library, which previously published "I Have an Adventure House"!
The surrounding designs of the first volume of the book include——
1. "I Have an Adventure House" 2023 latest extra booklet;
2. Han Fei’s internal and external world raster cards;
3. Han Fei metal imitation enamel puzzle badges (the last set can be assembled into the shape of a black box);
4. Three special craft character cards with voices (the paper version will be given when you buy the book, and the PVC upgraded character card can be purchased at your own choice);
Add a car and give directions——
(Limited to 500 autographed copies, full set of peripherals)