Chapter 363 Infiltrating the Dreamland of Thousands of People
Chapter 363 Sneaking into the Dreams of Ten Thousand People
Tokyo, Adachi-ku.
Hanahata River.
Adachi City is a suburb of Tokyo and the poorest area among the 23 wards in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area.
Except for the area around Kita Senju Station, which is a bit more prosperous, the rest of the area is full of low-rise one-family buildings and small factories.
The Hanabata River is an artificial canal in the eastern part of Adachi City. It was excavated during the Showa period. In the early days, it was mainly used for flood discharge during floods. On weekdays, it is mainly used for transporting grain and manure.
After World War II, Americans used chemical fertilizers to replace the manure that the Japanese had been using. The value of the Hanahata River's "dung transport" plummeted, and today, it has been reborn and developed into a tourist river.
Along the Hanahata River, there are many small factories.
There are many abandoned sites among them.
Around 7 p.m., there was an abandoned textile factory on the bank of the Hanahata River.
This area is sparsely populated and is now completely controlled by personnel from the Countermeasures Room and the Metropolitan Police Department, preventing stray people from approaching.
"Ah, Kamiya-kun, I heard a loud noise in your house next door, so I came to see what happened?" Onuma asked Kamiya-gawa.
But the girl’s face looks like that of a dream boy.
"Huh -" Mengnan spit out the turbid breath that smelled of wine, and he was swaying, looking at Kamiya on the sofa, "What are you doing at home? I'm not asking you to buy ingredients for cooking.
?"
After regaining consciousness for a moment, the surrounding scene gradually became clear and fixed.
After waiting for about half a minute, Kamiyakawa suddenly turned his attention to the corner of the room.
"Do you want to start?" the rich sister asked again.
He lay down on a stretcher bed fixed by pulleys. Looking up, he could see the dark sky above the abandoned factory.
Moreover, because the spiritual power contained in [Yun Waijing] itself is very strong.
"It's okay. Although I can't use my skills in the dream, my mobility is not bad."
"This seems to be the low-rent apartment I used to live in?"
However, Ms. Onuma completely ignored this violation.
Dizziness.
[Yun Waijing] It is very possible to overlap reality and dreams.
"Speaking of Yun Waijing..."
This ability itself has the property of "concealing items".
The abandoned textile factory is now filled with people from the countermeasures room.
It seems that Kamiyagawa's concerns just now are correct. Dealing with the dream boy around him will indeed affect the dreams of thousands of people.
The aerial view of the abandoned textile factory has been captured in the mirror.
After getting rid of the dream boy presented by the dream, the little tapir and dove occupy the magpie's nest, and then the master and the slave can explore this grand dream more freely.
"Puff, puff."
"Pffff."
"Puff~" the dream-eating tapir in the shape of Mengnan said happily.
About half a minute later, a red light shot into the sky and disappeared.
The dream-eating tapir shook its long nose, and the red light on its body flowed, covering the dream boy who fell to the ground and kept twitching.
"Let's go, little tapir, let's go find the alienated dream boy."
…
Kamiya puts away [Yun Waijing].
He turned around and sat down on the sofa covered with messy quilts. The loose and elastic feel of the old sofa under him was also very real.
"Um."
As long as the countermeasures room is properly prepared, it should be done sooner rather than later.
His body swayed, leaping up like a vigorous bobcat, grabbing Meng Nan's sparse hair with one hand, pushing his right knee up, and slammed into the opponent's chin.
However, the chair in his hand suddenly stopped halfway.
Kamiya was surrounded by the strongest combatants in this operation, Grandma Gu, Master Hagiwara, Ms. Nomoto and others.
"Puff, burp."
However, the dream-eating tapir took to the dream like a fish in water.
"However, based on the statistics of so many Yumeboy stories compiled by the Countermeasures Room, it seems that there is no mention of the Yumeko Kaidan having any special abilities in the home dream... The troublesome thing about this thing as a Kaidan is that it can pull real people into dreams."
Dreams are also the home of the Dream-Eating Tapir. The little Tapir can do quite a lot of things in dreams, more than the Dream Man.
All the exorcists who were involved in the Mengnan incident are here.
Onuma stood at the door, next to a "girl" wearing a bright red dress and pigtails.
According to the situation in front of him, Kamiyakawa's thoughts in his mind changed, but his body movements continued for a moment.
It's cramped and a little dark.
I haven't had such a pure street fight for a long time.
Kamiyakawa didn't respond to him.
"Puff, puff."
Then, he tried to summon Yang Lei and Ghost Hand.
The weight of this little guy is obviously much heavier than when he first entered C level more than a month ago.
The dream-eating tapir burped slightly in disgust.
"The strength of a single dream boy in the dream world seems to be just like this, and he doesn't seem to be beaten easily."
Kamiyagawa has never experienced such an unbearable experience of falling asleep.
…
It is generally smooth, but has a rough touch with some bumpy particles, which is clearly transmitted through the fingertips.
Mengnan: "I'm talking to you, bastard."
"Is this still a dream? The sensory experience here is too real." Kamiya thought.
Kamitani subconsciously raised his hand and touched the wall beside him.
The next second, the dream boy didn't even have time to struggle, so he disintegrated and turned into dark debris on the ground, wrapped in red light, flowing back into the little tapir's mouth.
The pressure on his chest made Kamiya unable to breathe a little.
Dressed like this, he looks like the father of the original "Kamigawa" gambling dog.
"Xiaoying can only ask for your help, Kamiya-kun...the martial arts will be prosperous."
According to the plan, the divine mourning object was to be brought in by the Dream Eater Tapir using the newly mastered [Dream Object Carrying Object] skill.
I thought that after the little tapir came over, we could work together to find the "server" alienated dream boy.
After reconfirming the action plan with these teammates, Kamiyagawa was almost ready to fall asleep.
"What is this? Role-playing? So Mengnan is quite involved in playing the original alcoholic and dog-gambling father."
"Little tapir."
The little tapir shook its body like a drowned dog that had just climbed ashore.
Fortunately, however, this uncomfortable situation did not last long.
His chin was deformed by Kamiya's knee, and his whole face looked even more unnatural.
The experience of thousands of people in their dreams is indeed different from the other world.
This dreamland of thousands of people has a super-realistic physics engine, and the impact feedback is also very good.
The damp, cramped alley outside looks exactly like a real-life low-rent apartment building.
If the little tapir carries this prop, with its current skill level, it will not be able to bring in other things from reality.
The dream-eating tapir quickly transformed into the dream boy, the space in the low-rent apartment returned to stability, and the intense gazes from nowhere disappeared in an instant.
The fact that the feelings in this big dream of ten thousand people can be so real shows that it can no longer be simply defined as "a dream".
"Pffff."
You may feel a little dizzy after a while, but it's normal. Take a deep breath and puff!
There was an untimely knock on the door outside.
He seemed to have turned into a man, wearing a loose T-shirt, and his appearance was a bit sloppy. The man's face had a high forehead, slightly bald, thick eyebrows, and a closed mouth, but it was unnaturally wide.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
He has the body of an immature child, but has the face of an older man. The combination of his bald forehead and twin ponytails makes him look particularly weird.
She should also be one of the people trapped in the dreamland of thousands of people.
"We will."
"It's okay, my dad fell down when he was drunk."
"Now that I've come in, the little tapir should be able to get here soon through my 'loophole', right?"
It always tastes the same and I'm a bit tired of it.
The pain sensation is also very clear.
"Dreamland is not my home court. It's a pity that I can't seem to use my abilities here." Kamiyakawa sighed slightly.
Kamiyakawa still didn't speak, he just thought in his heart.
Kamiyagawa and his party are currently in this abandoned textile factory.
It was getting dark, and there were obviously many people guarding the entire abandoned textile factory, but it was as quiet as falling into a deep sleep.
A familiar voice came, and the little tapir finally arrived.
After everything stabilized, Kamiya looked around.
Since it dares to eat, it means there must be a way to deal with this situation.
Kamiya has no intention of leaving the room just yet.
"Everyone who enters the dream of thousands of people will have a dream boy. Is it because I don't have a 'special dream boy' yet, so this dream created one for me?" Kamiyakawa thought like this, staring silently in front of him.
That dream boy.
After the little tapir ate Yumeno, Kamiyagawa felt something was wrong.
"Amitabha."
To be honest, Kamiya was a little excited.
The Dream-Eating Tapir began to exert force, and the red auspicious cloud patterns on its forehead and limbs shone, turning into a blur of red light, completely covering the Kamiya River.
Still no response.
The bottles collided with each other, making a crisp yet inexplicable sound.
The little tapir looked up at the sky and gently patted the Kamiya River with its little paws to comfort its owner.
The skill [Dream Collection] comes from the pillow monster.
"Tsk."
This double-faced divinity is surrounded by a dim red light, and its aura is very restrained.
"I think it's almost done."
The dream-eating tapir's expression froze, then he raised his hand and handed the [Yun Waijing] to his owner.
Kamiyagawa, who was originally lying on his back, quickly lost consciousness and looked as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep...
Tens of thousands of people are trapped in a dream and unable to wake up, and they are unable to obtain the nutrients necessary for their bodies. If it waits for another day or two, it is estimated that more than half of them will be sent to the hospital to receive nutritional fluids to survive.
Kamiya threw the chair aside, kicked Yumeno on the ground again, and then planned to tear the sheets to make a rope.
Even without the [Thousand Silver Needles] in hand, Kamiya could easily tell lies without changing his expression.
The red light on the forehead and limbs sputters, swells, and stretches.
"Isn't the little tapir here yet?"
He stretched out his right hand again and pinched his left wrist with a little force.
"Hmm... But you better not speak anymore, it's weird."
However, this can be considered a good thing.
"Well done, little tapir."
The blurred red light spot continued to expand and contract before his eyes.
The dreams formed by the connection of tens of thousands of dream men and the consciousness of tens of thousands of people are indeed beyond the comprehension and explanation of common sense.
A middle-aged woman with a somewhat plump figure, Ms. Onuma.
As soon as I came over, I saw the owner playing with Mengnan.
Mengnan walked over step by step, came to the sofa, and raised his hand to hit.
It might be more reasonable to think of it as an unknown place existing in the void.
The dream-eating tapir also disappeared.
"Did Little Tapir successfully send me to the dreamland of Dream Boy?"
"Hiss... Now it seems that in a dream, you can directly and roughly hurt the dream boy. But if I really beat this thing to death, will anything bad happen? For example, it will be killed by other dreams.
The man noticed something. Otherwise, let’s tie him up first..."
Kamiyakawa recognized this face, Yumeo.
"Is there any trouble again?" Kamiyakawa hid the [Ungai Mirror] hanging around his neck under his clothes, thought for a while, and quickly opened the door.
With a bang, Mengnan fell to the floor on his back.
"Then you have to be careful." Onuma had no doubt that he was there.
At this moment--
There were some wine bottles scattered in the corner of the room, emitting a stink.
Standing outside the door were neighbors from the low-rent apartment in the past.
After a while, the tapir's appearance changed under the red light, becoming exactly the same as the dream boy just now.
I felt like I was back in the small shabby apartment where I lived before.
He inherited the ability of the pillow to hide real objects in dreams.
Kamitani glanced out the window first.
Bang bang——
There are thicker shadows gathering on several glass bottles.
Fu Niyi: "Are you ready, Kamiya-kun?"
"Then I'm going back. Come, Reiko, say goodbye to Brother Kamiya."
Kamiya noticed that this corner seemed to be a little darker than it was at the beginning at a certain moment.
It only takes a little while, leave it to me.
Kamiyagawa tried to sense the connection between himself and the shikigami.
The owner is so... brave no matter where he goes.
"Okay, the rebellious phase has come, right?" Maybe Kamiyakawa's indifferent attitude while sitting on the sofa really made Yumeo angry. He took out his belt and his tone became more and more vicious.
There seems to be muscle memory in dreams.
The space in the low-rent apartment he was currently in began to distort, and from nowhere, it seemed like millions of eyes were looking at him.
"Puff..." The dream-eating tapir shrank its neck.
In the dream world, the dream-eating tapir is our main force.
These people already understand the battle plan drawn up in the afternoon.
The dream-eating tapir obeyed the owner's call and appeared directly on Kamiya's chest.
Just as he was getting ready, he planned to take the dream-eating tapir out.
This will actually facilitate Kamiyagawa's next actions.
In other words, except for the Dream-Eating Tapir, no other shikigami can provide assistance in dreams.
Here, he couldn't feel the contractual connection between Mary and Prajna, and could only vaguely feel that the Dream-Eating Tapir was still connected to him.
Then, those shadows quickly climbed upwards, trembling, and condensed into vague human shapes.
Many wine bottles were scattered there.
All the spiritual exterminators around him calmed down and waited in silence.
At the same time, he also recognized the dress.
He raised his foot and stepped on Meng Nan's chest, and pulled the chair next to him, raised it high, and prepared to smash it down on Meng Nan's slightly deformed head.
Kamiya on the sofa started to move at this time.
The Dream-Eating Tapir holds the [Cloud Mirror] in its mouth and appears in a blur of red light.
"Brother, goodbye." Reiko, who was being held by Ms. Onuma, waved her little hands, but what came out of her mouth was a deep male voice.
"Well, you're so good." Kamiya smiled at "Reiko" without changing his expression.
"Really? My husband and I are usually too busy to take care of her, but this child has always been so well-behaved." Probably hearing her daughter being praised, Ms. Onuma smiled happily.
The little "Lizi" next to her also had a bright smile on her weird face.