Stepping on the beach, Yang Song could clearly feel the sand separated by the force under his feet. The details were very real. He didn't know what it would be like inside the castle. Thinking of this, Yang Song couldn't help but pull his coat up a little more.
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Putting a coat directly on your head is absolutely abnormal in the real world. If you enter a certain city dressed like this, you will definitely be called over by the police to talk about life. Most people will also regard him as mentally ill, but
This does not exist in the dream world. The guards at the gate of this huge castle raised their heads and looked forward, but did not look at Yang Song who walked into the castle gate.
Perhaps each castle is different. This castle looks very spectacular from the outside, but inside it is just like an ordinary small town, with long roads and constant flow of cars, but there are far fewer people.
The inside of the car could not be seen from the outside. Yang Song stopped a car at random and opened the door only to find that there was no one inside. He was driving all these cars.
"It's good that there's no one around, at least there's no need to rob." Yang Song murmured and sat in the driver's seat, throwing aside the coat on his head, because he found a pair of sunglasses on his rearview mirror, which seemed to appear every time.
Every private car owner has the obsessive-compulsive disorder of putting sunglasses in the car. This is convenient for Yang Song, and it also makes him more certain that the dreamer must be a person living in the city, and also from the inland. The city simulation is very real, but the sea
But it is so false, I have never been to the beach.
Just like last time, the first place Yang Song went to was the place selling weapons. To Yang Song's surprise, there were no cold weapons for sale here, but all hot weapons, that is, firearms.
This was an unexpected surprise. Although without the bow and arrow, the hunter Yang Song's ability was greatly suppressed, but guns only needed to be aimed to shoot. For Yang Song, who was about to face the Archmage, it was like giving timely help.
When Yang Song stepped out of this temporary vehicle, the car drove away on its own. He couldn't help but frown. Everything in this castle was different from the world that Yang Song knew. Or rather, it was a hunter.
Yang Song has never been here before, and many places may be different, so Yang Song cannot use his previous experience.
This weapons store has a very old atmosphere, just like the small town in this castle. The weapons inside are not the submachine guns and assault rifles that Yang Song imagined. They are all shotguns, pistols and shotguns.
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The boss is an old man with gray hair and a cigarette in his mouth. This old man is wearing a pair of sandals and sitting behind the counter quietly watching TV series. On the counter next to him are a shotgun and several red and white bullets.
of bullets.
Yang Song deliberately paid attention to the contents of the TV. It was just as he imagined. It was a picture that kept repeating. This also surprised him. Logically speaking, there should be nothing in the TV.
"What to buy?" The old man didn't even look at Yang Song. He just grabbed the shotgun and aimed it at Yang Song. He seemed to be very wary of the customers who came to shop. This has become his habit.
Already.
Yang Song wanted to step forward to speak, but he didn't expect this to happen, so he had to stop. The memory of hunter Yang Song told him that this gun was very dangerous. Once the old man pulled the trigger, he would die again, and this
There were thirty-six people at one time.
"I'm shopping." Yang Song said calmly.
"See for yourself, clearly mark the price." The old man put down the gun and chewed the cigarette butt.
Yang Song's heart moved, and he slowly walked to the wall. There were many weapons hanging here, but most of them were shotguns. Pistols and shotguns were all on the counter. Yang Song took a shotgun casually. He couldn't tell what it was.
model, but it can still be done if used.
"I have all the bullets, young man." The old man's slightly aged voice reminded Yang Song at the right time.
Yang Song's heart stirred. This reminder did not make Yang Song more vigilant, but it reminded him of the dreams he had experienced before. Most people in dreams are not smart and can only speak with God. Anyone who can talk can
, always had a unique status in dreams. He wanted to know whether the old man who took the initiative to remind him could remind others himself, or whether he had noticed his own little thoughts.
With a slight thought, Yang Song slowly pointed the muzzle of the shotgun at the old man. This surprised the old man so much that he even dropped the cigarette from his mouth and said: "Didn't you hear what I said? The bullets are all in me."
here."
"I just tried the feel of the gun." Yang Song explained, but did not move the muzzle of the gun away. He still pointed it at the old man and slowly walked towards him.
"You are really ridiculous." The old man stood up seriously and slowly reached for the gun on the counter.
"How much does this gun cost?" Yang Song asked abruptly.
Upon hearing this, the old man was stunned subconsciously and replied casually: "See for yourself, there is a price underneath every gun."
Yang Song put down the gun in disappointment, even after asking himself, the old man still did not answer the price of the gun. The only thing that can be proved is that the old man himself does not know how much the gun costs. Maybe the old man and the owner of the dream just met each other.
It's just a predestined relationship, so he will take the initiative to communicate with people who come to buy things, but it is still different from what Yang Song thought and is not special.
Seeing Yang Song put down the gun, the old man was relieved. The gun he had raised slowly drooped, and he said angrily: "If you don't plan to buy my stuff, get out of my store immediately and come back next time."
If you don't plan to buy anything yet, I will let you leave with a bullet and give it to you for free."
Yang Song still didn't dare to violently kill the old man. He believed that the old man would shoot immediately if he saw the slightest attack from him. His speed was not as fast as the speed of the bullet. Of course, if he wanted to kill the old man, he would actually shoot him.
It's very simple, Yang Song just doesn't want to use it. He has the most buggy ability in this dream world, because he will never die, and his enemies will never think of this.
However, the weapons in the weapons store still make Yang Song very envious. He also needs to bring these things back to Duan Junyi. With weapons, their combat effectiveness will increase countless times.
I walked around the entire small town and found that this place was completely different from the previous castle. The people here had basic IQs and would actively observe others. It was impossible to just take things away like last time.
, and the ones patrolling the castle are no longer guards with swords and guns, but police with guns. If you are accidentally shot, you will be in trouble.
Even so, Yang Song still found a way to deal with it. No matter what, these dream worlds are always false and unreal. If he can get sunglasses from the car, he can get more things. There are them everywhere on the road.
It's too easy to get things without an owner's car.
For example, right now, Yang Song walked out of a convertible, and the item he received in the car was a diamond-encrusted watch. This thing is worth a lot of money.
Returning to the weapons store again, the old man did not recognize Yang Song, or he had no memory at all. He was still sitting in a chair and watching TV series in a daze. With one hand, he grabbed the gun and raised it towards Yang Song at the door.
"what would you like?"
"I want these." Yang Song walked to the counter and pointed to the pistol and shotgun under the glass.
The old man was a little surprised and said: "You want them all? How much money do you have?"
"This is for you." Yang Song threw the watch on the counter very generously.
The old man neatly put the watch in front of his eyes for observation, then smiled at Yang Song and said, "You can only exchange this watch for a pistol and three magazines."
Yang Song narrowed his eyes. The price of that watch was definitely more than a gun and three magazines. This old man was really treacherous.
"I just want money." The old man shrugged helplessly and said, "You can tell these things are stolen at a glance. Let's take the gun and leave." After saying this, he took out a gun from the counter, turned around and took it from him.
Three magazines were taken out of the box under the chair and placed in front of Yang Song.
Seeing that Yang Song didn't respond for a long time, the old man raised the shotgun and cursed: "Do you want it? If not, get out of here! You shameless thief!"
Yang Song sneered and did not take the pistol, but turned and left the store.
"Humph, old Sanji is always the shrewdest." The old man stroked the watch with a proud look on his face, couldn't help but kiss it, and sighed: "I made a lot of money today."
"Boom!" Before old Sangji could warm up to the watch for long, a car smashed into his shop door, knocked him to the ground, and ran over him until he hit the wall before stopping.
, shrewd old Sanchi died without even a single snort.
Yang Song walked in from the door, glanced at old Sangji's body, picked up the watch, walked straight to the broken counter, picked up several pistols, and carried several shotguns on his back.
Then he carried a sack of bullets in a bag and left the weapons store in a grand manner.
With weapons, it is natural to distribute them to companions. I wanted to take a car with me, but Yang Song didn't know how to drive. He knew how to control the steering wheel, accelerator and brake, and he could drive a car out of ten.
Jimmy is still okay, but if he wants to drive all the way, Yang Song feels that this is irresponsible for his own life.
"There are too many things to learn when I go out this time." Yang Song lamented the inconvenience of not knowing how to drive, and secretly determined to get a driver's license first.
I don’t know since when, Duan Junyi noticed that a few people around him were a little weird. It was fine when Yang Song was there, but after Yang Song left, there was a sense of embarrassment. None of these people stopped talking to each other.
Most of them were Michelle Reis and her friends talking quietly.
It seems that something has been decided. The friend of Li Jiaxin is called Xie Ming. He seems to be a gentle man. Although he had his eyes closed when he was found before, he always looked normal. When he was rescued,
The clothes are also very neat. It can be seen that although the spirit has been greatly damaged, it has not completely collapsed. It is much better than Michelle Reis.
"Mr. Duan, we have some questions to ask you." Xie Ming said.
Duan Junyi nodded and said, "Just ask, I will tell you everything I know."
"We want to know how to transform the body in dreams?" Xie Ming still hasn't forgotten their original mission. Li Jiaxin has completely given up. Now she just wants to go home and live in peace and contentment, but Xie Ming can't do it. He is a man.
, they have always had the ambition to climb up. These abandoned second sons and third sons have never given up. They all want to surpass their eldest brother. Why should they get more resources if they are born earlier? Zhang Fusheng gave them
These people provide an opportunity. Whoever can be the first to transform the body will make great achievements.
Xie Ming now feels that this is destiny. After several days of painful confinement, God sent him to Yang Song. This is the best opportunity to find out information. Once he can discover Yang Song's secret,
Even a little bit can be used as capital for him to climb up!
So he set his sights on Duan Junyi, who had met Yang Song from the beginning. He would definitely be able to discover something.
"Transform the body?" Duan Junyi was stunned. He didn't tell him that much before entering the dream world. The only requirement was to ensure Yang Song's safety. Naturally, he didn't know anything.
"It's just some weird behavior." Xie Ming whispered.
Li Jiaxin looked at Xie Ming and Duan Junyi on the side. She knew what Xie Ming was doing, but she didn't care. The harm caused to her by the dream boundary was too great. She always thought that she had no hope of returning home.
She did many unspeakable things in that darkness, and she didn't know if they were seen by Yang Song or others. This was the only thing she worried about. If she could never be known by others, she would rather give everything.
Duan Junyi shook his head and said: "I don't know what you are talking about. You should ask Yang Song directly instead of me."
This sentence is true, but Xie Ming doesn't take it seriously. If Yang Song had told you when he asked, Zhang Fusheng would not have sent people like them here. Their mission is not only to try every opportunity to transform their bodies, but also to
Use all means to figure out Yang Song's secret. Of course, Zhang Fusheng said these words to them secretly. He thought that if these people had fought with Yang Song, they might be able to gain Yang Song's trust, so he occasionally revealed a little bit.
The information may benefit them greatly.
Xie Ming advised: "Our mission in entering the dreamland is to collect all information related to Yang Song. You know how terrifying his ability is. We need to have it in our hands. You have been with Yang Song all the time, so you must know something.
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Duan Junyi fell into silence. If you really want to count, there is something wrong with Yang Song. For example, he can actually inherit the memory of the hunter Yang Song, but he can't. At most, he can only remember what happened after entering the dream.
Things, but Yang Song can remember many things that are purely memories, and there is even a sense of fighting among them. If we really want to talk about transforming the body, the only thing that can be related may be this.
"I do know one." Duan Junyi hesitated for a while. He was about to report this discovery at first, but because of some things that happened afterwards, he forgot about it. If Xie Ming hadn't come to persuade him, he might not have followed up.