Chapter 41 Nightmare
It felt like someone was pushing me roughly.

It was as if someone was blocking him at the back door of the classroom, kicking, beating him, and insulting him.

It seemed like he couldn't pay the tuition and was kicked out of school by the teacher. He walked on the street like a dog, crying, powerless, and wandering in despair. After facing the reality, he lowered his head and went from house to house, asking for a job and shelter.

It's like being sent to a foster family and enduring cold stares.

It seemed that he was sent to the hospital, with severe burns all over his body, and he looked like he was about to die.

It seemed like... suddenly, I was back to ten years ago again!
The nightmare never stops revisiting, it roars forward, brutally digging up all the fragments of the past, until finally, it breaks through all obstacles and easily grasps the core of despair!
"found it."

The nightmare grinned grimly and started the real nightmare hidden in the memories again!
At that moment, the blue sky turned into a scorched dome, the scarlet flames reflected on the leaden black clouds, the earth cracked, and sparks rose and fell on the scorched earth.

The wailing and wailing died away in the ruins.

Flames blazed above the wreckage of the carriage.

Ji Jue was once again engulfed by memories.

So peaceful.

It is difficult for Nightmare to understand.

This is not a lucid dream that can be escaped by recognizing who you are, nor is it an illusion that can be harmed as long as you see through it. This is a real source of pain, a vicious skill that pushes the opponent into the abyss.

But at this moment, he could not see any fear or despair on Ji Jue's face.

There was only one piece of calmness that made him feel vaguely chilly.

It was as if he was back home, back on his soft bed. He looked around calmly and let the painful memories swallow him up.

He walked forward and sat on the ruins.

"Ah...this is so embarrassing."

Ji Jue scratched his face and sighed softly: "I said a few days ago that I might not come back, but I didn't expect that I was sent back here again."

No one responded, only the faint singing voice echoed in the distant direction, never ending.

At that moment, the invisible tapir actually lost its strength and fell into dust.

A cold wind whistled past, bringing with it the cries of countless deaths.

In a daze and shock, Yan lowered his head at the dirt and ashes on his hands, subconsciously took a step back, but fell to the ground again.

Looking around blankly.

His control over his dreams was taken away!
"what happened?!"

He subconsciously stood up, wanting to take back control, but he saw the silver light gradually brightening above the earth. The solemn outline, as complex as an electric circuit, included himself in it like an invisible net!

Tick, tick, tick, tick…

An illusory voice sounded in my ears.

So crisp.

Thus, the stagnant time flows backwards, and everything that has been covered in dust reappears.

Amid the scorched earth and ashes, blurred outlines and suffering bodies reunited, returning from death, wailing, neighing, praying, or roaring.

In the end, they, no, it, all turned back.

Looked at the dazed tapir.

There were no eyes on the broken and charred face, only two dark holes, like caves leading to the abyss. But in the holes, a fierce light suddenly emerged.

It was as if the mountains were on fire and the oceans were boiling, and the sky and the earth were crumbling in the tide of destruction.

That is the real deal...

——Natural disaster!
From the intruder's final scream of terror, the natural disaster that destroyed everything ten years ago reappeared from the end of the earth.

Real despair and destruction are coming!
When a nightmare is shattered, it is like a bubble.

The same thing happens when the soul is burned up.

This is the final ending of Dream Eater.

"Sir? Sir?"

Late at night, outside the private lounge of the airport, the waiter knocked on the door again and reminded softly: "Your flight is about to take off, sir, can you hear me, sir?"

No one responded, only dead silence.

When the door was pushed open, screams of terror suddenly rang out and chaos spread. Soon, the inside and outside were blocked and isolation lines were set up.

The police who arrived raised their cameras and took pictures of the scene inside.

The man on the sofa had already stopped breathing.

That stiff expression had been completely distorted, maintaining the fear and despair before death that could no longer be dispelled.

"Probably died suddenly in a dream."

The forensic doctor who arrived took off his gloves and issued a verdict, but before leaving, he couldn't help but look back one last time. The body was curled up in a flexed state. It was really incomprehensible. Why did the body look like it was burned to death?
When Ji Jue opened his eyes again, he saw the sunlight shining in from the window, warm and gentle. Birds were singing on the branches, spreading their wings and flying into the sky.

In this indescribable silence, he lay on the ground, slowly stretched his body, and let out a comfortable groan.

It's been a long time since I slept this long.

Too sleepy.

I didn’t even know when I fell asleep last night. I slept on the floor all night, but I didn’t feel uncomfortable or have a backache. Instead, I felt like I had a complete rest.

Comfortable and safe.

It seemed like he had a very long dream, but it was so messed up that he couldn't remember anything. However, with such sufficient rest, he was sure that it was definitely a good dream.

However, when he raised his hand, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

On the dial, the number [1] has actually been half filled with gold!

More than fifty percent?!
It seemed to be only 30% before going to bed, but how come it has increased so much after opening my eyes? Is the combination of work and rest so effective?
Ji Jue scratched his head in confusion.

It can't be that some fierce ghost really appeared in my dream and gave me enlightenment and powerful skills, right?

The progress bar increased by 20% after a good night's sleep. Is there such a good thing in the world?

It's outrageous, but I like it, more of it!
He hummed a song and twisted his waist. After washing and packing, he looked outside. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. It was a perfect day for screwing screws and picking up garbage!
Happy working time is about to begin again!

However, not long after I went out, I saw a man not far away. He had an untidy beard and a pale face. He looked like he was going to die soon. He watched me leave the door with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Maybe he's sick?

Ji Jue looked at him with pity, put his hands in his pockets, and strolled away leisurely.

Only after they passed each other, Qi Qin, who was standing there in a daze, was still standing there, staring in amazement at Ji Jue's back disappearing in the distance, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

After being tortured for such a long time, the opponent targeted by the nightmare would at least be put in a single room in a mental hospital the next day. How could he still be alive and well to come out and do the work?
Something is wrong!
He felt like something was wrong, and looked down at the messages on his phone. There were dozens of inquiries that had been sent but not read, and no replies yet!

Something is wrong, something is wrong, something is wrong, something is wrong...something is wrong!!!

what happened?
He wanted to hold down the bastard and whip him with a copper-headed leather belt until he spun like a top: Damn it, I've been waiting for you all night, and it still didn't work out. Why don't you say something!

But no matter how much I urged, called, messaged or emailed, there was no response.

It's like being dead.

"You'd better be fucking dead, you bastard." Qi Qin's eyes were red.

At this point, seeing that the other party was starting to play dead and not replying to messages, how could he not understand?
That bastard, I'm afraid he really dug up something last night, he would have run the fuck away by now!

But if he really runs away, it’s not a big deal. I’m just afraid that the other party will think that my information is rare and valuable, and will find a generous employer to sell it for a high price!

But what the hell had he dug up?

neither knows!
But he doesn't have much time left...

"Is that how you play it? Damn it, wait for death!"

Qi Qin dialed the number without thinking, "Boss, something happened, Yan ran away!"

After reporting the specific situation, the old man on the other end of the phone was also stunned, suppressing his anger that had nowhere to vent, and only the sound of something breaking could be heard.

"You useless thing! If you want to die, just buy an urn. Why bother me? Why are you telling me now?!"

Qi Qin's expression twitched and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He had never thought that he could actually catch such a big fish just by casually casting the rod. Now not only is the rod about to break, but he is also about to be dragged into the sea!
What's even more bizarre is that after the bastard Yan ran away, they couldn't confirm what was hooked under the pole. It could be insignificant marine garbage, or it could be a man-eating shark that won't stop until it sees blood!
Regardless of whether it was that 'Ji Jue might be the chosen recruit who had messed up most of Haizhou these days', or that 'he had been secretly having an affair with the woman surnamed Wen for many years and they have a child who just turned one month old', they couldn't afford to procrastinate any longer.

If Yan sells the news and Wen Wen gets wind of it and becomes alert, there may never be another chance.

Even if it's just a 'possibility', if something goes wrong, will 'the other side' let me go?

Don't tell jokes!
They are like rats begging for scraps in the gutter. On weekdays, they do the most shady work for the big shots. If it works well, they will continue to use it. If it doesn't work, won't they change it?
Things like chamber pots are sometimes the same as pallu.

If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will!
"Just do it."

Jiang Jin took a deep breath and said, "Find someone to catch that guy first! I'll contact the Chosen One from Heart Hub and dig out his background thoroughly!"

Qi Qin hesitated for a moment: "But he stays in Ye Xian's workshop every day. What if Ye Xian finds out..."

"He's just an apprentice, not her biological son. Give her face and call her master. If you don't give her face, what's the problem? Will she dare to do it?!"

Jiang Jin could no longer restrain himself and roared, "Besides, can't we trick him out? This is your first day out here, do you need me to teach you how to do things?!"

Snapped!
The phone hangs up.

In the harsh busy tone, Qi Qin shuddered subconsciously, as if falling into an icy cave.

Immediately, a fierce look emerged in his eyes.

Made another call again.

(End of this chapter)