"Dear viewers, this is the Nightmare Man, are you ready to experience a thrilling experience?"
Because Gu Jun could only open his eyes and look ahead, he couldn't see who the host was talking, but looking at the audience in front, he already understood that the gang of black businessmen bought him from Zu Ge.
The idea that money begets money.
In this foreign theater, there were three to four hundred spectators in different costumes, many of whom looked suspicious.
"Is this a weird spectacle?" A male audience member in a round hat shouted, "How can there be no more nightmares?"
"This man is really ugly." A female audience member in a purple robe muttered to a friend, "How could his face be so ruined? I have seen a man who fell into boiling water and was scalded all over his body when he was a child, but he is not as bad as him.
serious."
"Beautiful lady, this is what nightmares are doing to him!" the host said loudly, "Next we will sting him, everyone, look into his eyes, so that you can see the nightmares.
"
From the corner of his eye, Gu Jun saw a man in black robe walking over with a long, shiny silver needle.
"Stop!" He was anxious, angry, and a little scared, "Don't mess around."
However, he could not make a sound. The man in black robe walked up to him and stabbed his right eye with a long needle. He quickly and skillfully hit the orbicularis oculi muscle, which did not damage his eyeball, but
It caused a huge amount of pain.
The right eye was pricked once, and the left eye was pricked again.
"Ah..." Gu Jun screamed in pain in his consciousness. The pain immediately set off a frenzy in his spirit, and the corrosive power exploded!
He knows that if he can't hold on, once his consciousness is shattered, he will really become a nightmare machine. Apart from responding to painful stimulation, there is no other possibility of turning over. These black businessmen should know this, so they have nothing to do with him.
dialogue, so that he is never considered a living person...
At the same time, hallucinations suddenly surged in the theater, and screams of exclamation were heard from the audience. Those who had looked suspicious just now quickly turned to fear.
They saw worms, severed fingers, plague, guillotine, blood, withered faces, dead bodies everywhere...
Joy is a need, fear is also a need.
"Ah!!" Shocked by this nightmare, some spectators screamed, and some cried outright. The male spectator in the round hat shouted "Devil!" and ran under the chair with his head in his hands. They are just from this city.
Ordinary residents rarely go to the outskirts of the city. They have never seen such a nightmare spectacle.
The female audience member in purple robe turned pale with fright. She looked at the nightmare man on the stage, completely stunned and unable to move.
The nightmare man's face covered with purple-red scabs and his bloodshot eyeballs were tearing at her soul.
How could there be such a scary face in the world...
She wanted to look away, but she was firmly grasped by those eyes. She saw more madness, and her heart became twisted and fanatical at the same time.
Just when the audience was about to go crazy, the man in black robe quickly dropped the black cloth to cover the nightmare man, and the air in the theater suddenly cleared, although the nightmare images were still haunting the audience for a while.
But it is gradually declining.
"Everyone in the audience, wake up, the nightmare is over!" the host shouted, "Are you still satisfied?"
Immediately, exclamations, yells and cheers resounded in the theater, and the shocked audience burst into laughter.
"This is the most terrifying nightmare spectacle I have ever seen. Gods of the earth, what has this person experienced?"
"I would rather go to the legendary Worm House than look into his eyes again!"
"The devil's creation, the outcast of the gods!"
The frightened scolding voice was very harsh: "This deformed child should be destroyed immediately with fire! This is a monster that should not exist in the world!"
Just now, Gu Jun tried his best to fight against the darkness, thinking about the fountain of Carlop College and those old friends in another world. But the crazy corrosive force oppressed every bit of space he had to struggle, like a huge tsunami.
Call.
He was already a little confused, but suddenly he noticed the five dream bubbles.
Before all the thoughts came out, he clicked on the already a little thin bubble on the far left, and his consciousness suddenly poured in.
In front of him, there was still a theater, but it was an old, empty and deserted small theater.
Those tsunami waves disappeared, and outside the dream bubble, his consciousness seemed to be hiding in a shelter. He suddenly understood that this kind of "sweet dream" has its own independence and belongs to the spirit of the dreamer, not to the dreamer.
His, so there is this separation.
Gu Jun breathed a long sigh of relief, but he could still feel that his consciousness outside the dream was in a violent state, and was also impacting the dream.
He didn't open the door to call the audience, didn't do anything, just meditated until he felt that the outside gradually calmed down.
"Is it over?" Gu Jun carefully came out of his dream and returned to the sea of consciousness. The black cloth was in front of him again, and the chaotic words of the audience poured into his ears.
The dream bubble on the far left became thinner again, but he felt strangely more comfortable all over, and his mental strength seemed to be stronger...
At this time, a prompt box popped up on the system panel:
[Your spirit has been digested, and the erosion rate is -0.1%, now 47.87%]
"Ah!" Gu Jun was surprised and happy to see this reminder. He was completely unprepared, but he lost 0.1%!
It's equivalent to eating 100 old photos and 20 difficult tasks at once.
Digestion? He noticed the word, not purification, but digestion. Why?
It feels like these audiences took away the nightmare energy he released... but gave him their peace and hope...
Because after all, this is not the nightmare house, it is just a much weaker unconscious energy. And their fears are for entertainment, and the level is very low. In the end, they were not killed, and they did not contribute to the darkness.
With the life energy he captured, he digested 0.1% of the erosion.
"I've been thinking about 'purification', but the goal of the abyss mission is 'fading', so digestion is also possible. Is this an opportunity to complete the mission?"
Gu Jun heard the host loudly say that the next nightmare spectacle will be held on time at this time tomorrow, and he made a calculation in his mind: "The more the audience, the more they will digest. This time, only 40 to 50% of the people were seated in the audience.
If it is full, it should be 0.2%-0.3%."
"If there are ten games a day, wouldn't it be 2%-3%!? If the erosion is reduced by 10% within seven days, it won't be a problem."
Amidst the excited shouts of the audience, Gu Jun saw the wooden wheelchair he was in being pushed backstage.
"The idea of these people is that my consciousness will die." He thought, and immediately made a decision: "We can't expose that 'I' still exists! I have to pretend that I have died and will not pose a threat to them. After consuming this
After sharing the nightmare energy, it will only become an empty shell, so that they will use the 'Nightmare Man' to make money without any scruples..."
At this time, he saw the black cloth in front of him being lifted, and his consciousness immediately hid in the dream bubble.
Maybe a few men in black robes looked him over and saw that his eyes were completely gray.
The black cloth fell again. Sensing this situation, after a while, Gu Jun slipped out of that sweet dream again.
"This is an opportunity! The more viewers there are, the faster the erosion will be digested. Maybe I can start working again in less than a month."
Gu Jun suddenly felt inspired again. The sinisterness of Zu Ge and the viciousness of the black merchants gave him the possibility of regaining his life.
But there is still a question, can these five dream bubbles hold up...
They didn't remove the fixator from his eyes, so he couldn't close his eyes and still couldn't sleep. He just looked at the black cloth and meditated to regain his energy.
Such a time was difficult to endure, but the nightmare spectacle came as expected the next day, and he was pushed out again in the darkness.
Gu Jun could hear that there were more and more mixed voices this time, and the host's proud voice was still the same: "Is it that scary? Is it false propaganda we made? Is this really something new from Dilas-Lin?
?You’d better watch it for yourselves, please, Nightmare Man!!”
Only if the nightmare is scary enough, the audience will be larger, and only if it becomes a hot spot for Dilas-Lin, digestion will be faster.
He thought of some scenes of death, which made his mood darker and more irritable. Just when the black cloth was lifted, his consciousness slipped into the dream bubble.
He could dimly feel that the huge theater was filled with 70% to 80% curious audience, and the number of people was nearly double that of yesterday.
Let’s get started, dimly open the system panel and click to receive the abyss mission:
[Abyss Mission: Complete the reduction of erosion by 10% within a week, mission reward: unknown]