Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 306 Celadon Pillow, A Dream of Wealth and Promise

In the real capital city.

In the presidential suite of a luxury hotel.

Two naked women lay on an incredibly soft sofa.

Both in terms of appearance and figure, she is a very high-quality individual.

However, at this moment, they had their eyes closed as if they had fallen into a deep sleep, lying haphazardly on the sofa without making any movement.

Occasionally, her face would flush and she would unconsciously twist her body.

It seems like they're having some kind of indescribable dream.

But soon he began to tremble all over, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

I was so nervous and scared that I started sweating profusely and even began to have convulsions.

However, even having nightmares to this extent...

There was absolutely no sign that they would wake up.

It felt like I might be scared to death in my dream.

Two men sat facing each other next to them.

The two people's physical features look completely out of place together.

A man in a suit and tie, with his hair neatly combed back and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked to be around thirty years old. He was staring intently at a table in front of the sofa.

His image always gives people a serious and dignified feeling, no matter where he appears.

I feel he should be more like a leader in the company's conference room.

Instead of sitting next to a naked woman and contemplating life.

The other one was rather flamboyant, with a dark green wolf tail hairstyle and hip-hop style trendy clothes, and her face was covered with earrings and nose rings.

With her sleeves rolled up, you could see a full sleeve of tattoos, making her look no more than twenty years old.

It can be said that they are young people who indulge themselves and frequent nightclubs and hotels, who are at the forefront of the trend.

It's impossible for her to be associated with that man in the suit sitting next to him.

His hands were also roaming restlessly over the sleeping woman's body.

I found it somewhat enjoyable to watch their expressions of grotesque fear, even with their eyes closed.

Whistling, he asked, "Brother Fang, are we just running around with this tattered pillow every day? Is everyone else like this too?"

After saying that, his gaze also fell on the table that the man in the suit was staring at.

On the table was a piece of porcelain that had a slightly emerald green hue and was shaped like a cuboid.

Anyone with even a basic understanding of history, or someone who has studied it even slightly, could see it at a glance—

This is a celadon pillow.

Upon closer inspection, one can also discover that the relief and openwork techniques on it are extremely excellent.

Even if it were placed in a museum, it would probably be considered a rare and precious artifact.

Strangely, it was clearly an inanimate object.

The faint glow it now emits rises and falls rhythmically, like it is breathing.

Even the little figures on the openwork relief seem to be yawning and sleeping.

"Each group has its own tasks; the right approach is to ask fewer questions and do more."

"Our job is to influence as many ordinary people in the capital as possible with the [Yellow Millet Pillow] before the [Public Beta] arrives."

"As for what happens next, we'll just have to wait for further notice."

The man in the suit continued to stare intently at the porcelain pillow.

The room was clearly at a normal air conditioning temperature, but he had some sweat on his forehead and seemed very tired.

Even his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were bloodshot.

Look at him like this.

The trendy young man also sighed.

Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand from the soft spot.

Patting the man in the suit on the shoulder, he said, "That's enough, Brother Fang. You've been controlling this pillow for four hours. No matter how good you are at mental attributes, you can't keep up. Let me take over."

After saying that, he snatched a jade pendant from the other party's hand, a piece of material similar to a porcelain pillow.

The moment he got the jade pendant, the trendy young man plopped back down on the sofa.

The free hand continued its restless wandering over the two bodies.

A look of seriousness began to appear on his face, clearly indicating that his mental energy was starting to be depleted.

The man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief.

He rubbed his temples and stood up to stretch his muscles.

He also reminded the other party, "Remember, tonight's impact should not extend to hotels within the Fifth Ring Road. Don't underestimate the people from the Bureau of Extraordinary Events; there are quite a few players among them who are skilled in mental attributes."

"The impact threshold should also be set below 10 points of mental strength."

"And another thing, can you not be so relaxed when you're doing serious business?"

"Do you always bring two women with you when you check into the hotel?"

"You know perfectly well that once the [Yellow Millet Pillow] is activated, they're so close together that there's no way to wake them up. What's the point of playing with two unresponsive women who're like corpses?"

Hear his words.

The trendy young man chuckled.

I can feel my spiritual energy being absorbed little by little by the jade pendant in my hand.

He joked, "Brother Fang, you don't understand. I'm at the prime of my life, and a little sensory comfort can help me last longer."

"Besides, it's not appropriate for two grown men to be arm in arm in such a luxurious hotel. We need some women to accompany us as cover."

"Speaking of which, are the effects of the 'Yellow Millet Pillow' really that powerful?"

"What if someone actually wakes up from a nightmare on their own?"

The man in the suit did not refute these words.

Adjusting his breathing, he took out an item from his backpack that could restore mental energy.

He said dismissively, "An ordinary person waking up on their own? What a joke!"

"You overestimate the average person's control over their subconscious."

"In the dream of the Yellow Millet Pillow, a person's fear is amplified."

Even the slightest fear can be magnified to the point of being terrifying.

Even so, they cannot wake up normally until they are truly 'scared to death', even if they realize they are dreaming.

The trendy kid curled his lip.

He was a member of the "Disaster Relief Cult" who came to the capital from another province to help.

I heard from the officials above me that something momentous is about to happen in Beijing, something that will be recorded in the annals of spiritual disasters.

They were needed to come and lend a hand because we were short-handed.

After I arrived here, my superiors assigned me a partner.

That is, the man in the suit in front of me, Brother Fang.

It is said that the other party has been lying in wait in the capital for a long time.

I thought following Brother Fang would involve many thrilling adventures.

I never imagined that all he did was carry a pillow around every day and give ordinary people nightmares.

He didn't even know why he would do such a thing to ordinary people.

Privately, he also tried to contact other friends who had come from other provinces to help him, just like him.

I discovered that everyone was in a similar situation.

Although I'm extremely busy every day.

But they don't understand any of the plans.

Chun Chun is like a donkey that's been blindfolded and forced to pull a millstone, completely unaware of where it's going or what it's doing.

Damn it! They're clearly all members of the [Disaster Cult].

Why can't we know anything?

It seemed she could see a hint of resentment in the trendy young man's eyes.

The man in the suit took two pills to restore his mental strength.

He said calmly, "I know you're unhappy, but rules are rules."

"This operation is a series of interconnected steps, unlike the previous missions that targeted only a single instance or individual."

"We are facing the two most powerful spiritual disaster organizations in China—the Bureau of Extraordinary Events and the Tarot Society."

"The fewer people who know the details of the operation, the lower the probability of mistakes."

He picked up the water glass on the table and gulped down two mouthfuls.

He knew that such words alone would not be enough to quell the resentment of the trendy young man.

After all, few people who join the [Disaster Cult] have good tempers. Anyone would feel bad being treated as a marginalized member of the mission.

Having worked as a senior executive at a Fortune 100 company in Beijing, and having met countless people, I naturally understand this mentality.

They also understand better what happens when employees are dissatisfied.

Work efficiency will decrease and you will be prone to overthinking.

Overthinking can lead to doing some foolish things.

You need to understand the scheming and plotting of bad people.

It's nowhere near as good as a fool's quick wit.

In order to avoid any mistakes in this part of the process.

Fang decided to reveal some of the information that the trendy young man could barely understand to him.

This is what it means to stabilize morale.

"I can't reveal the tasks for the other parts, but what we two need to do is—incite social disorder."

"Ordinary people who have been 'scared to death' in their dreams will temporarily lose the feeling of fear. The [Yellow Millet Pillow] will help them store these feelings."

"They will feel energetic for several days after waking up and feel better and better in all aspects."

Upon hearing this, the trendy young man looked puzzled.

Even the hands that were roaming over the woman's body stopped.

He frowned and said, "Isn't being energetic a good thing? Is this what you call causing a riot?"

The man in the suit continued drinking his water without expression.

His expression turned fierce as he looked at the [Yellow Millet Pillow].

A chillingly fierce glint flashed beneath those gold-rimmed glasses.

He sarcastically remarked, "Everything has a price."

"When they pass through their period of high energy and excitement, they become extremely tired the next day, which is equivalent to overdrawing their mental energy."

"At this point, I will use the [Yellow Millet Pillow] to return the stored fear along with the memory of being 'scared to death'."

"When you are physically and mentally exhausted, you suddenly experience a fear that is physiologically unbearable."

What do you think will happen?

When he mentioned returning it, the trendy young man already had an incredulous expression on his face.

He could certainly guess what would happen then.

He said excitedly, "Sudden death..."

"A large number of people will start to die suddenly. Even those who survive will go insane because their mental strength is severely damaged."

Its influence could spread throughout the city in a short period of time, making it easy for it to cause disorder and riots.

His excitement only made the man in the suit slightly raise his glasses.

He grinned cruelly and said, "Besides, this is only one link in our chain."

"There are still many more steps waiting for our great Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs to handle."

"Hopefully they have enough manpower to handle the workload."

The trendy young man was suddenly stunned.

Somewhat uncertainly, he asked, "Brother Fang, didn't you just say that we'd also be dealing with the Tarot Association? Would they help maintain order?"

The man in the suit's expression became even more subtle in response.

Shaking his head with a mocking expression, he said, "No, Tarot will be in even worse shape."

"Because they also need to face charges from the Paranormal Bureau."

"The charge is—crimes against humanity."

"The evidence is all the riots we've caused."

"Of course, as for why these things are handled by the Tarot Association, that's the job of the other departments. Let's take care of our own business first."

After watching the trendy young man learn some of the details...

The resentment in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He was also very satisfied.

This will allow the other person to concentrate on their work.

So, the man in the suit headed towards the bedroom, intending to take a nap to better restore his energy.

After all, he was stimulating the [Yellow Millet Pillow] at a high intensity every night.

Before closing the door, he instructed, "Remember, wake me up two hours after using the [Yellow Millet Pillow]."

"Let's take advantage of the night to retrieve the [fragments] in this area."

"We'll head to the next area tomorrow."

"The scope of operations needs to be large enough."

The Yellow Millet Pillow is a very special epic item.

Its advantages are a large range, long duration, and relatively low mental energy consumption.

Of course, no matter how little mental exertion you have, it can't withstand prolonged use.

If it weren't for the trendy young men taking turns.

The man in the suit couldn't have held on by himself any longer.

The item's drawback is, of course, its insufficient strength.

It cannot pose a significant threat to players like other [Epic] level items.

Because the target's mental strength must be only half or less of the user's when being dragged into the dream.

Normally, the difference in mental strength between players wouldn't be this great.

It can be said that this is a tool used by superiors to bully inferiors, and is almost useless.

It only works under specific circumstances.

Moreover, it is extremely troublesome to use.

You need to hide the porcelain pillow fragments of the "Yellow Millet Pillow" inside a building for more than an hour.

Only then can they use the jade pendant in their hands to activate the [Yellow Millet Pillow].

The affected area is naturally the building where the [fragments] are buried.

Generally speaking, it can affect buildings with a maximum occupancy of around 300 people.

Fortunately, there was more than one fragment.

They had hidden numerous fragments in various large hotels in the vicinity beforehand.

These fragments are collected every two nights.

Repeat this operation in a different area.

This will ensure that all parts of the capital are affected.

"No problem, Brother Fang! Let me have some fun for these two hours! Hahaha!"

The trendy young man's expression also turned ferocious.

In addition to passively pulling ordinary people into a dream state on a large scale, the Yellow Millet Pillow can also...

It can also actively allow users to enter and disrupt the dreams of the sleeping person.

Men in suits tend to be practical.

Simply infuse it with spiritual energy.

But the trendy young man was clearly not so well-behaved.

Every night when he takes over, he selects a few dreams to delve into the fears of those people.

Participate in the process of ordinary people being 'scared to death'.

The misery and struggle made him feel happy.

Although personally entering a dream also carries the risk of mental backlash.

However, the targets are ordinary people with less than 10 points of mental strength.

How could they possibly have the means and ability to turn against themselves?
I can only do whatever I want with it!

This feeling of being on top of the world is amazing!

The trendy kid grinned maliciously.

I chose a dream that didn't involve such intense emotional fluctuations.

This proves that the target has not yet experienced the ultimate terror in his dream.

Then I'll give it a push myself!

"Oh? Afraid of zombies?"

"Hehehe, little girl~ Let your big brother pamper you a bit~"

"Let me show you that zombies don't just bite with their teeth!"

(End of this chapter)