Nightmare Light

Chapter 275 A Paper House
That eerie, sleazy, yet extremely handsome man vanished into thin air without a sound.

It was as if they had never existed.

But the noodle bowl on the table, the one with the broth completely drunk, the bone whistle in Lin Wang's hand, and...

There are faint burn marks on the desktop.

Lin Wang looked at the marks and remained silent.

Just now, from the moment that man appeared until he disappeared, Lin Wang's intuition kept frantically alarming him—his intuition, honed by the battle training of the Mountain Lords, kept telling him: that man was dangerous.

It is an unprecedented danger.

He hadn't felt this kind of danger even when he fought the crazed Dragon Head Lord before.

Although the man showed no hostility from beginning to end, the dangerous feeling, like a wild beast encountering its natural enemy, made Lin Wang break out in a thin layer of cold sweat on his back.

His gaze fell on the bone whistle.

"I've given you the things; the rest is up to you."

The words the man left behind still echoed in Lin Wang's mind.

Why did he leave me with this?
What is this thing used for?
Could it be some kind of conspiracy?
After thinking for a long time, Lin Wang made a judgment—that man probably had no hostility towards him.

He was originally a psychological counselor, possessing an exceptional ability to read people's expressions and subtle facial features. Furthermore, after perfectly integrating various powers within him, his combat intuition surpassed that of most of the world's strongest individuals.

So, after a meal, Lin Wang came to a conclusion—that man, although strange, was indeed not hostile towards him.

If they were truly hostile, they could have acted while eating noodles; there was no need for such roundabout methods.

Thinking of this, Lin Wang picked up the bone whistle.

It feels smooth and slightly cool to the touch.

The whistle has a cylindrical body with a small vent on top.

What's this thing used for?
Lin Wang didn't blow the whistle directly, but instead summoned a small wisp of air, which flowed into the whistle through the blowhole, allowing the airflow to circulate inside the whistle.

When the airflow was squeezed out of the vent, the whistle did not make a whistling sound, but only a "hissing" sound of air being expelled.

Moreover, it seems that nothing happened.

So this really won't work...?

Lin Wang pondered.

But since it's an extraordinary tool, it can't be tested in crowded places. We'll have to study it again later.

Lin Wang thought for a moment, put the whistle away, and got up to leave the food stall.

He didn't notice that around the bucket where the stall owner stored swill on one side of the stall, four or five flies lay motionless on the ground.

……

"Since we're not going to Deer Mountain until tomorrow, let's take a trip through the dream world tonight."

Lin Wang thought to himself that he hadn't entered the dream world for a long time, and now his strength had increased significantly, enough to support him in exploring the dream world further and more extensively.

Furthermore, the server functionality also indicates that there are many recyclables in the dream world.

The tree fern fruits and other recyclables scattered around the world can all increase Lin Wang's power and make the ways to use his power more diverse.

Thinking of this, a faint sense of anticipation welled up in Lin Wang's heart.

"However, let's bring a companion."

There are now many "tenants" under the tree fern, each with considerable strength, so it's a good idea to bring a companion when exploring the dream world.

Lin Wang switched his mental energy, tuned his frequency, and entered the tree fern space.

Just as Lin Wang reached the tree, before he could decide who to take with him, he was wrapped tightly in a large wad of paper.

A line of paper-based comments suddenly appeared before his eyes.

"Master!"

The next second, a paper girl with her face painted with oil paint appeared upside down in front of him, gesturing wildly with her hands.

Lin Wang tore open the note, reached out from inside, and gently flicked the little paper figure: "Are you trying to suffocate me?!"

"My lord! Come with me!"

The little paper figure untied itself from the vines and, using both hands and feet, huffed and puffed its way to the top of Lin Wang's head, where it folded a strip of paper into an arrow shape in front of Lin Wang.

Lin Wang was completely bewildered by her actions, and for a moment, he didn't mind that she was sitting in his hair. Instead, he walked in the direction the arrow was pointing. "What do you want me to see?"

The paper girl led Lin Wang to the other side of the tree fern, to an area between the tree fern and the Mist Clan Temple.

In May, many vines hang down from the tree ferns in that spot, creeping into the ground and forming a small grove.

In the little girl's words, this is called: urban natural landscape.

I don't know where she got that word in her head...

However, it really is very beautiful.

The paper girl's arrow pointed towards the vine forest. Lin Wang walked closer, and A-Zhi jumped off his head, wrapped a strip of paper around a vine, and swung her small body into the forest like a swing.

...Girl, this style of drawing isn't suitable for girls!
Lin Wang made a comment, and then saw bullet comments and arrows appear in the forest.

"Husband! Over here!"

Lin Wang walked into the woods.

Then he saw a small house woven from a mixture of vines and strips of paper, nestled among several thick vines in the woods.

"My love! I've built you a home under this tree!"

The little paper figure pointed to its work, gesturing wildly with its two tiny hands.

Family?
Lin Wang looked at the little paper figure in the dim light and the small house next to it, and a smile slowly crept onto his face.

He walked toward the hut.

The hut is woven from vines and paper strips; it is simple in design but complete in function.

The room is fully furnished with a bed, cabinets, table, and chairs.

Lin Wang even noticed that the two chairs were carefully distinguished according to the format of Chinese tables and chairs.

A tiny paper doll that can't speak, through bullet comments and gestures, manages to get the tree fern to cooperate to this extent...

She must have put in a lot of effort.

only……

Lin Wang lowered his head, looking at the small house that never reached his chest, and fell silent.

“Ah Zhi, this… ‘home’ is very nice, but I can’t go in.”

The little paper figure was stunned.

A few seconds later, she looked up at Lin Wang, then at her own work.

She suddenly waved her sleeves wildly at the cabin, making a series of frantic gestures.

Then, she bent over, her hands hanging down, making a "dejected" gesture.

Then, she squatted on the ground and didn't move.

Lin Wang smiled.

He picked up the paper girl, placed her on his shoulder, and gently patted her head: "Anyway, thank you."

"I really love the home you designed, I really do."

The little paper figure stared blankly, looking at the small house and then at Lin Wang.

Then, she quickly posted a comment.

"You are not allowed to divorce me."

"What is all this nonsense!" Lin Wang was both amused and exasperated. Then, he thought for a moment, "Right, why don't you come with me into the dream world?"

"Going back to your parents' home to visit relatives?"

"Where did you learn all this from..."

While the two were talking, Lin Wang had already finished tuning his frequency and his figure gradually disappeared.

Meanwhile, under the tree fern.

At a small wooden table, Little Huangquan Gong, who was struggling with a pile of test papers, suddenly looked up and glanced in the direction of the grove of trees, somewhat puzzled.

(End of this chapter)