Chapter 40 Fake
It was as if I suddenly fell asleep.

Ji Jue opened his eyes from the floor and felt pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten up and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

He tried hard to turn over and looked at the familiar ceiling, trying to sort out his thoughts from the dizziness and figure out what had happened, but his head was aching and he was dizzy, so he couldn't remember anything.

Is it because there are too many rolls that I am exhausted?

That's not right. Before the Level 3 Engineer exam, I spent a week studying intensively in the library and still found time to do two sets of emergency lifeguard exam questions!
old?

I'm not even twenty yet!
Ji Jue covered his aching head, slowly got up from the ground, and tried to take a deep breath, but the air was filled with a pungent musty smell. The window was opened at some point, and a lot of rain leaked in, dripping onto the ground.

The sky outside was covered with thick clouds, and no stars or moon were visible.

Only in the distance, in the dark alleys that could not be illuminated by lights, there was a sharp cry, like the howl of a dying stray dog. Ji Jue shuddered and subconsciously closed the window, and then saw large patches of mold and peeling wall paint on the wall.

I couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

How long have I been sleeping?
An inexplicable fear and uneasiness rose from his heart, making his breathing gradually rapid and cold sweat pouring down. When he raised his hand and looked at his wrist, there was nothing there.

The watch is missing!

Even his abilities had disappeared without a trace, as if he had collapsed from an overload, leaving his soul empty.

Only the scalp-numbing friction sound gradually came from downstairs.

Ji Jue held his breath.

I pushed the door open cautiously and looked at the dancing darkness. In the darkness, there was nothing but an iron door that was constantly opening and closing, swaying in the wind and rain.

His heart suddenly spasmed!
It was as if he was being gripped by invisible fear, making it difficult for him to jump. There seemed to be some kind of chuckle coming from the darkness, but he could not hear it clearly. All he felt was a tremor.

Behind the curtain of dreams, the invisible tapir grinned, sucking the fear that was gushing out quickly, moaning with satisfaction. Ever since I got the tapir's matrix, I could never get enough of this kind of fun.

The Chosen One, known as Nightmare, never appears before humans, and has never even met his employer or enemy.

What he loves most is to transform himself into a nightmare, sneak into the dreams of his opponents, and wantonly play with and ravage his targets until the opponents are gradually crushed and defeated in fear, turning into puppets and toys.

Now, he only needs to move his fingers, and the most terrifying memories and horrifying scenes in Ji Jue's heart will emerge from his dreams, making everything gradually fall into hell.

Behind the open door, a cold wind mixed with wind and rain blew in.

Long in front of Ji Jue, a line of muddy footprints had spread to his home at some point, like an invisible monster, hiding in the darkness that could not be seen.

And at that moment, a strange chewing sound came from the end of the living room!
He staggered back a step, almost unable to stand, the invisible fear gushing out, reaching its peak and turning into substance.

It’s so simple, so easy, so easy.

The corners of Nightmare's mouth slowly curled up, and he merged into the image created by fear, materializing as a black shadow and stepping onto the stage.

——The game of hunting and ravaging begins!
He grinned, opened his eyes, and then... froze in place.

He blinked blankly and looked in front of him, unable to understand why he was lying on top of the refrigerator.
Also, why is there half a chicken leg in my mouth?
No blades, no claws.

The shriveled and hunched figure lay on the refrigerator, staring at his reflection in the glass. Then, he heard the terrified screams and even the angry roars behind him.

“My chicken legs, my refrigerator aa ...

Ji Jue was about to cry. He was completely overwhelmed by the scene before him. He completely forgot about reason and thinking, and rushed forward without hesitation: "I will fucking fight you!"

Bang!
Before Yan even had time to turn around, he was hit on the head with a stick. He felt the crisp sound of his skull breaking and his head was spinning.

"Wait……"

He subconsciously turned around and waved his hands, wanting to tear Ji Jue to pieces, but his shriveled arms were directly broken by the stick like a straw.

"No!" He widened his eyes, unable to believe it: "I..."

"What are you?!"

Ji Jue roared, slapping the half table leg in his hand directly on the weird face, and roared: "You fucking have to pay for my refrigerator!"

Seeing the refrigerator door he had just repaired fall to the ground again, Ji Jue's brain was completely broken, his eyes were bloodshot, and he used his fists and feet:

"You are allowed to trespass illegally!"

"I'll let you eat my chicken leg!!"

"You broke my refrigerator!!!"

Bang!
The table leg was actually broken by Ji Jue in anger, but Ji Jue did not stop at all. He still stepped on him, picked up the plate next to him, and hit him directly on the forehead.

Snapped!
Pieces of debris flew everywhere, and a plate that cost two dollars and a half and had been used for seven or eight years was completely broken!

Ji Jue, his heart was broken.

Then, he picked up the rolling pin that was stuck on the cupboard and, with his right hand, picked up the unwashed frying pan in the sink. He used both hands to roll with both hands.

"You're all bullying me, right? Why the hell are you bullying a poor guy like me!" Ji Jue questioned, shouting, "I haven't even paid off my student loan yet! Where's my motorcycle?!

Damn, where are my cattle and horses?!"

After realizing that the calf and horse had also been stolen, Ji Jue felt that he would never get well again. His eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding. He hit the other person's face with the frying pan without thinking, and he was so angry that he couldn't stop!

"Wait a minute, I, no, you stop first...I..."

Amid the storm of punches and kicks, Yan subconsciously held his head, feeling his vision go dark, unable to understand what the hell was going on.
How come some people’s worst nightmare is someone breaking their refrigerator, and how come some people’s biggest fear is someone stealing their chicken legs?
Damn, are you crazy?!
He couldn't help but want to accuse and question, but it was too late.

As the blood-stained rolling pin rolled down again, the dream suddenly collapsed in the spreading pain.

Lying on the sofa in the airport lounge, Nightmare woke up from his dream with a scream. He opened his eyes and felt blood slowly seeping out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. It was unbelievable.

I was actually killed in my dream?

"Sir? Sir!" There was a hurried knock on the door. "Do you need help? What happened?"

"I'm fine! Leave me alone!"

Yan roared out of control, not caring about manners and etiquette, and directly gave a hint through the door, telling the waiter to get out and not come back. In the silence, only his heavy breathing was left, and his eyes were bloodshot, so hideous.

"Ji Jue——"

He made a hoarse sound through his teeth, unable to swallow this unprecedented humiliation, "We are not done yet."

Without waiting for his agitated spiritual essence to return to normal.

The nightmare came again and he closed his eyes.

The nightmare roars in again from afar!

In the room, Ji Jue had just opened his eyes, and before he could figure out what was going on, he fell down again and started snoring.

After a long period of trance and dullness, he opened his eyes blankly and saw the afternoon sun.

Someone pushed his shoulder gently, so gently.

"Wake up, Ji Jue."

Wen Wen, who was sitting next to him, looked down at him and asked, "Falling asleep again?"

"Ah, I'm sorry."

Ji Jue apologized subconsciously and rubbed his face: "I've been working really hard lately, I..."

He looked up and stopped talking, as if he was confused.

Wen Wen smiled, held her chin, and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" She picked up the ice cream next to her and took the spoon: "Would you like to try it? The ice cream here tastes pretty good."

"Ah?" Ji Jue was puzzled.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Wen Wen scooped up the ice cream and cream with a spoon and brought it to his mouth: "Try it?"

"Ah... um... still, no."

Ji Jue subconsciously stepped back a little and smiled awkwardly: "I have high blood sugar, so I can't eat these things. But, Sister Wen, you are so nice to me, I am a little nervous."

"Tsk, I don't know what you're thinking all day long."

Wen Wen curled her lips, took out a cigarette box from her pocket, and skillfully held it in the corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to light it, she saw Ji Jue obediently handing her the ashtray next to him.

"You kid, you are a chosen one after all..."

She shook her head, as if she was about to say something, and then she saw Ji Jue picked up the ashtray and raised it to point it at her forehead.

Bang! ! !
Amid the loud bang, Wen Wen's head was broken and bleeding, and the ashtray was broken into two pieces.

"Ji Jue, are you crazy?!" she roared.

"who are you?"

Ji Jue stood up, holding the broken ashtray in his hand, looking expressionlessly at the angry face, and asked word by word: "Who are you?"

"Are you confused after sleeping? I'm Wen Wen, I..."

"Sister Wen never smokes any brand other than White Star." Ji Jue shook his head decisively: "No matter how good the brand is, I won't smoke it."

"I'm just trying to change the taste!"

"Well, maybe, maybe."

Ji Jue nodded indifferently, not caring at all. However, when he glanced at her with his eyes downcast, he couldn't help but look down on her: "Sister Wen would never smile so disgustingly, like a dog licking its lips, greasy to death."

From childhood to adulthood, Ji Jue has seen that kind of smile countless times.

Every time someone smiles at you like this, they are plotting something against you.

But Wenwen had never laughed like this before.

Not once.

"Perfume, smell, tone, if you think about it carefully, there are too many flaws. Even this face seems to be wrong."

Ji Jue sighed and told the pretender in front of him: "I guess, either you don't know her very well, or you know her very well, so well that... you don't dare to show up in front of her."

He distinguished the gradually distorted expression in front of him, and suddenly understood: "So that's it, you don't dare to look at her face, right?"

At that moment, the bloody and broken face suddenly changed, turning into a gloomy look that had never been seen before.

With the outline of some kind of animal.

So hideous.

The nightmare hiding behind was forced into a corner, and the dream-eating tapir appeared in anger.

"Originally, I wanted to make you drunk and die in a sweet dream, but now it seems that there is no need."

The voice of Yan sounded, as if coming from all directions: "You asked for this, Ji Jue."

boom!
The earth suddenly shook and the sky fell apart.

Ji Jue’s brain felt severe pain.

Everything in front of my eyes is dark.

It was as if an invisible hand reached into his brain, roughly digging into the past, picking up fragments of pain and despair, and gathering them into an ocean.

Drown him completely!
(End of this chapter)