I created a safe zone in the nightmare world.

Baijiang City, Chaojiang District.

A small clinic hidden in the heart of the city.

The clinic is not an illegal clinic; it has a legitimate business license. However, it does engage in some shady business activities.

In the clinic's basement, a young man in a white coat and glasses was looking at a haggard-looking patient in front of him.

The patient's clothes were open, and there was a large patch of bluish, spiderweb-like marks on his chest. These marks looked like they were made up of blood vessels, which were still pulsating slightly.

The doctor said, "I'm sorry, this damage is caused by the cursed object. Surgical removal won't help, and it might even cause the damage to spread. I've prescribed some painkillers and stimulants for you. Just bear with it for a month or two and don't use the cursed object, and the damage will improve."

The doctor's diagnosis caused Li Wei's face to gradually lose its color, becoming increasingly pale.

His voice was hoarse, "Is there really no other way, doctor?"

How could he not use a cursed object?

Those who suffer from nightmares often experience a nightmare every few days or at most every ten days. Without using any magical artifacts, how do they survive in the perilous world of nightmares?

The doctor adjusted his glasses. "Of course, as long as you bring a precious medicinal herb, such as the Heart-Soothing Fruit or the Flame-Reducing Grass, I can concoct a medicine that will take effect quickly within three to five days."

Li Wei clenched his fists, then helplessly opened them, and walked out of the clinic dejectedly.

"A precious medicine?"

He murmured.

He had been a Dream Faller for three months, and through his caution, decisiveness, and development of cursed objects, Li Wei had managed to survive one nightmare after another without serious injury.

He is now a Dreamer at the peak of the Fusion stage, and he possesses a complete natal cursed artifact, a damaged cursed artifact, and some ordinary materials.

Among seasoned dream sufferers in the community, he is already one of the more well-off.

If things had gone smoothly, Li Wei was confident that after experiencing two or three more nightmares, he would have been able to break through and enter the control phase.

At that time, he will be able to survive more easily in the nightmare world, and he might even be able to join a large organization of dreamers and become a mid-level cadre.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.

until……

yesterday!

Li Wei had clearly survived the nightmare, but he was inadvertently caught in the throes of a nightmare disaster that invaded reality. Affected by the strange influence and corrupted by cursed objects, he became the haggard figure he is today.

Given his current physical and mental state, he has almost no confidence in surviving if he falls into a nightmare!

"Treatment is necessary! However, Dr. Wu clearly stated that only precious medicine can ensure a quick recovery."

Dr. Wu's clinic for people suffering from "dream-falling" has been open for over a year now.

Li Wei didn't know Dr. Wu's strength, but he was definitely a strong person and wouldn't and had no reason to lie to himself.

but……

"A precious herb! Where can I find one?"

"I've saved up quite a bit of money in these three months, but..."

Want to buy a precious medicinal herb? Not enough!

Buy it on the black market? He absolutely couldn't afford it; healing potions have always been among the most precious items!

Should we seek help from the countermeasures bureau?

Li Wei shook his head. "The Countermeasures Bureau wouldn't use such a precious medicine on me. And given my current mental state, I might be detained by the Countermeasures Bureau as a 'potential threat to society'!"

Although the Bureau of Countermeasures seems to have a decent reputation, Li Wei absolutely dares not gamble when his life is at stake.

He started making phone calls.

In the past few months, he has gotten to know some people who have fallen into delusion through the black market and mutual aid societies.

There are a few people with whom I have a pretty good relationship.

He called Brother Wang, who had worked with him to conquer the nightmare.

"Hey, is this Brother Wang? I just wanted to borrow some dreams... Oh, I see."

"Hey, Brother Huang, how about we get together tonight? I have something to take care of..."

Li Wei silently hung up the phone.

Not only could he not borrow Dream Dust, but all the Dream Fallers he knew avoided him.

Even if he called the board of directors of the local mutual aid society.

"Li Wei, you know that the mutual aid society is essentially a loose organization. Everyone has their own survival pressures, and it's not easy for anyone. How about this, I'll ask someone to inquire for you about ways to control the erosion. I believe that an outstanding young person like you can definitely overcome this difficulty."

Li Wei walked aimlessly down the street.

one day,

Two days,

Three days,

Li Wei could neither borrow Meng Chen nor find the precious medicine.

Because of his unstable mental state these days, the corrosive effects of the cursed object on his body have worsened.

Li Wei's body grew increasingly heavy, his eyes turned red, and his hair became disheveled. Even pedestrians would avoid him when he walked on the street.

"How could this happen?"

"I've already managed to get through all the nightmares before."

"We're just one step away from taking control; the toughest phase is almost over."

"But……"

But suddenly, he was overwhelmed.

It collapsed without warning.

This must be the Dreamer.

Li Wei lay on the bed, the bed frame was cold and hard, damp, and had a salty, fishy smell.

He suddenly realized something was wrong. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in his bedroom, but in a damp and cold underground bridge tunnel.

Why did he end up sleeping under the bridge?

"No, no! It's a nightmare!"

"I'm having a nightmare!"

Even though he had experienced such abrupt dream falls before, Li Wei still felt cold all over.

After all, he had absolutely no confidence this time.

Li Wei continued walking unsteadily along the damp riverbank. Not far away, the river rippled, the sky was overcast, and wisps of gray mist drifted in.

Meanwhile, the erosion marks on his chest continued to tremble, bringing him wave after wave of tearing pain.

Li Wei had an impulse to end his life, but when he thought of his gray-haired parents and their grief at having to send off their son, he was overcome with a renewed will to live.

However, the will to survive still cannot escape the cold reality.

He was dying.

After escaping danger once again by using a cursed object, Li Wei collapsed to the ground.

He seemed to be hallucinating.

A shop appeared, with a sign standing in front of it.

"Our store provides reliable safety and shelter, as well as self-service food and drinks."

"Safe Zone Fee: 100g Dream Dust"

One hundred grams of Dream Dust?

Those who fall into dreams are generally accustomed to keeping dream dust with them at all times, or at least storing some dream dust on the cursed dream object integrated into their bodies, in case they suddenly fall into a dream and have no dream dust to use.

but,

One hundred grams of Dream Dust is no small amount!

Although a single nightmare experience guarantees at least 100 grams of dream dust, but...

Nightmares always require the use of cursed artifacts, and each use consumes several grams to tens of grams of dream dust. Those who have fallen into nightmares usually also need to purchase supplements to replenish their depleted bodies. Developing and fusing cursed artifacts requires even larger quantities of dream dust.

Not to mention buying dream materials, dream equipment, or recovery medicine.

Li Wei has been experiencing nightmares for three months, having had a total of 17 nightmares, but he only has a little over 100 grams of dream dust in his pocket.

The most valuable thing he possessed was a broken cursed artifact that he had found in a nightmare.

100g, very expensive.

Having spent this hundred Dream Dust, he barely had enough left to use the cursed items a few more times.

However, he couldn't use the cursed object very often anyway.

Li Wei walked to the shop entrance and took out a small square box containing Dream Dust.

Inside the box, the Dream Dust turned into smoke, grain by grain. After consuming about two-thirds of the Dream Dust, the shop door creaked open.

Li Wei staggered in.

Step into this clean, cozy shop with melodious music.

A middle-aged man dressed in a suit as a butler spoke up: "Welcome to the safe zone, my friend. From this moment on, you will no longer be killed by nightmares."