The complicated thoughts and the confusing situation in the east of his eyes shrouded his eyes like a fog of chaos.
An undetectable sigh sounded softly outside the room, blending into the dull air.
Wilson restrained his outgoing feelings and rubbed his sore temples. His eyes were filled with fatigue. The human body could not withstand such high-intensity torture.
The things he perceives also include the shape and size of the object, and he can "see" clearly the front and back. The amount of information is not as simple as doubling.
If he doesn't cheat, even if Professor Wilson's brain is developed to 100%, it may not be able to withstand it.
Now the crew and guests of the Hydra from the east are repairing in the small town of Innsmouth. I don’t know if it’s because they came out of the land of Dagon, or if it’s because their gods were destroyed by him inside.
Slaughtered.
Although there was a lot of commotion among those strange Innsmouth people, on the whole, they treated the foreigners as respectful guests. The underwater things did not dare to go ashore for the time being because of him.
At least they won't be in much danger for a short period of time, just don't run around casually.
[Warm reminder, it’s time to train again]
At that time, Zhuomu's dutiful voice sounded, conscientiously reminding his host.
Wilson felt his head hurt even more.
He stood up in pain and stared angrily at the bed in front of him, as if he were looking at a torture device. His eyes were filled with despair and reluctance.
But before that, he gritted his teeth, climbed onto the bed bravely, and closed his eyes in a heroic gesture facing death.
Slowly sinking his consciousness, he fell into a light sleep.
A vast red scenery appeared in front of him. It was completely red to the east and left, and there was no redundant scenery.
Nanke stepped on the vast red open space without any feeling, and his body seemed to be floating there lightly, like a feather.
Nanke looked forward, and soon the empty red space began to fluctuate, and an ordinary wooden door appeared.
He sighed and opened the door with a familiarity.
The fierce blizzard poured into the door, filling Nanke's nose, mouth, and very lungs with cold air, which made him cough twice.
Then he braved the wind and snow and braved the storm. When he stepped through the wooden door with his back foot, the door behind him disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a vast mountain top, where a blizzard was howling.
Cold is not the master of that place.
The scenery there is very familiar.
Anyone who has watched Ultraman Orb should know that, yes, that is the top warrior of the black-hearted company O50.
Of course, he did travel through time and space into Ultraman Orb.
There is a dreamland there, and the warrior's peak is also constructed by the power of imagination, the warrior's peak in the dreamland.
Nanke looked at the blizzard-filled mountaintop tomorrow in surprise. The only difference between it and the Warrior's Summit was that there was no big black-centered ring. The mountaintop was very flat and open.
Standing not far away from him was the abominable Pointed Starman.
See how the scene will change tomorrow.
A hint of something bad arose in Nanke's heart.
Since the Hydra returned to the real world, he was also suspected by the captain for various reasons, making it difficult for him to leave. Jakura also gave up using the identity of Shota Snakekura to approach them.
When asked whether it would be more convenient to train with Donglai to avoid the recurrence of unlucky hostages, Nanke took the initiative to propose a new environmentally friendly method.
That's right, let's train in a dreamland.
The reason why Nanke made that suggestion is also very simple. Ever since he went to the dreamland through the painter Pickman, he has experienced the wonder of that space.
Especially when he relied on his power of thinking to briefly transform into a shining form with a single appearance, he realized that there was an excellent training space there.
Not to mention that the time rules in the dreamland are completely different from those in the real world. Just how long I want to stay in that dreamland, and whether the time there flows fast or slow, all depends on my own preferences.
The power of the mind.
This means that when training there, the efficiency will be greatly improved.
Nanke has a secret little thought.
Maybe in the dreamland, he can use the power of idealism to beat up Jakula!
After arriving in the fantasy dreamland, Zhuomu roughly summarized the method to the fantasy dreamland based on the passage principle of the ghoul. First of all, of course, it is necessary to pass through the dreamland, because everyone's dreams are different.
The methods are also different.
Zhuomu and Nanke spent a day and morning researching the passage to the dreamland.
And Jia Gula was also very familiar with the illusion dream. This surprised Nanke, but if he thought about it carefully, it seemed reasonable. After all, Jia Gula had been in that world longer than him, and he must have mastered that world.
There are many unknown secrets.
Or maybe he didn't expect that Jakula actually had a huge territory in the dreamland.
At first, Nanke came to Jiagu La's dreamland eager to transform into a shining form and beat him, but he never expected that he would not be the one to be beaten.
On the second day, after his door opened, there was a mountain of swords...
Jakula smiled and introduced whether this was a rare monster from the universe, with blades all over its body, and whether it was transformed by the resentment of readers from various planets...
The next day, Nanke was frantically dodging the blade, which greatly improved his dodge ability.
The next day, Jagula somehow built another volcano. The volcano was filled with monsters like Flame Gorzan, Volcano Monster Bird Barton, and so on.
Without saying a word, Jakula kicked him into the lava.
As a result, Nanke's resistance and endurance were greatly improved.
Anyway, Nanke couldn't die easily in the dreamland, so Jia Gula tortured him to death.
He had gone through mountains and seas of fire two days ago, so when it came to training, Nanke's first reaction was to punish...
There will be no other monsters tomorrow.
Jakula didn't even take out the Snake Heart Sword.
That made Nanke's alarm go off for a moment, and he couldn't figure out how that guy was going to torture him tomorrow.
"I am coming."
"No, he is here."
How about Bulin, his momentum is unbeatable, Nanke stared at Jia Gula expressionlessly.
"What's the training tomorrow?"
"It's very simple."
The blizzard seemed to have no effect on Jagula, not even his hair was blown away.
He casually pointed to the abyss-like east at the top of the warrior: "Climb on the top of the warrior."
"What?"
Before Nan Ke could ask more questions, Jagula appeared behind him at some point and kicked him in the butt. The huge force sent him flying away.
The blizzard swept away Nanke, and soon he disappeared into the horizon, like a small black dot.