What’s wrong with the dream world!

Her reaction was so wrong...

It was obvious that Yu Xiu De's purpose was to punish her, to make her speak less and pay attention to her words and politeness, and to make her feel pain.

But the more Yu Xiude educates him, the more he feels something is wrong...

If his memory hadn't been confused by the long dream, Fang Xuemu would have stared at him fiercely with resentment and anger when he beat her in the past, and would have constantly tried to resist with her abilities.

Although Yu Xiude could restrict Fang Xuemu's abilities in his dreams, he rarely did so in reality because in his dreams, he would crush Fang Xuemu along with her proud shadow.

Later on, perhaps because Fang Xuemu had become more sensible, or perhaps because Yu Xiude's education had begun to bear fruit, the hatred and resentment in Fang Xuemu's eyes had greatly decreased, but she would still try to resist and escape.

Later, after Fang Xuemu learned to be humble and admit her mistakes, Yu Xiu De rarely taught Fang Xuemu a lesson.

But just now, in the middle of the education, Fang Xuemu's reaction was really strange in Yu Xiude's eyes.

He neither gave in nor resisted. The trembling of his body seemed to be concealing a kind of... strange excitement rather than fear?

With his deep emotional intelligence, Yu Xiu De understood a little.

There is no doubt that he cured Fang Xuemu's Stockholm syndrome. As he often plays the role of a psychologist in his dreams, he would not doubt his professional qualities that have been tested by time and facts - even in his dreams.

There was absolutely no mistake in his treatment plan, and he did cure Fang Xuemu's Stockholm syndrome.

But Fang Xuemu also has other illnesses.

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After washing his hands, Yu Xiude sighed, walked out of the bathroom and returned to his workstation.

He didn't know how to continue educating Fang Xuemu.

Yu Xiu De himself was not interested in the letter-playing method. It was just that he had stayed in the dream for too long and experienced too much, so his emotions naturally faded. For him, torturing Fang Xue Mu was just a means of education.

But if punishment becomes a reward...

Just when Yu Xiu De was rarely distracted by staring at the computer screen and slacking off at work, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.

Turning around, I saw the editor-in-chief's cheerful face.

The editor-in-chief did not notice that Yu Xiude was slacking off.

Yu Xiu De's expressionless face and lifeless eyes are so deceptive that even when he is in a daze, people will think he is thinking.

However, this good-tempered editor-in-chief doesn't care about his subordinates slacking off. This middle-aged man with a big belly smiles like a child weighing more than 200 pounds.

Yu Xiude was too familiar with this smile...

"Little fish..."

The editor-in-chief excitedly patted the shoulder of his capable subordinate and invited him to his office for tea.

"I have a new idea..."

Real Dreamland: Chapter 49: The harm caused by non-original family?

Inside the office.

Seeing that there were no documents on the table but instead it was filled with tea sets, Yu Xiu De understood.

His idle editor-in-chief was bored and wanted to have a cup of tea and chat with his one-sided confidant.

This might be the advantage of working in a tabloid... Although the pay is low and it's a family business, it's not that competitive... And as a member of the family, the editor-in-chief, although not doing real work, is generally a good boss who's easy to get along with. Although he likes to make speeches, he provides ample benefits and doesn't micromanage.

It would be better if I could think of fewer weird ideas to share with myself.

After a few sighs in his heart, he found that the editor-in-chief had already sat in the guest chair, leaving the main seat for him. With an expectant look on his face, Yu Xiu De took out the finest tea from the cabinet with ease.

Clean the tea set, adjust the water temperature, put in the tea leaves, slowly pour the preheated water into the teapot to prevent the tea leaves from being stirred, brew and pour the tea, the whole action is smooth and natural and far beyond professional to the point of making people feel incredible, just like a tea master.

Soon, the aroma of tea filled the entire office.

The editor-in-chief was in no hurry to drink the tea, after all, it was too hot. He looked at the calm Yu Xiude, as excited as a 200-pound child, and said enthusiastically:

"I went back and listened to your advice. I think you were very thoughtful. Those dangerous super criminals could indeed pose a threat to the newspaper."

"So I had another idea."

“I refined my original idea.”

"Since super criminals are such a sensitive topic, why don't we just make some changes and erase their names and code names, and just talk about their [fates] and compare their strengths?"

"Of course, I also know that discussing the pros and cons of [Fate] solely based on combat power is a bit like the blind men touching an elephant... But we're not an official, we're just an ordinary private newspaper!"

"Judging from the current internet trends, debate is the hottest thing!"

"We can collect all the recorded [Fate] charts from ancient times to the present, compile a list, and then specifically collect information on those who have possessed the corresponding fate charts... This aspect is quite simple. After all, I've never heard of anyone who possessed a fate chart hiding it."

The middle-aged man did not hide his emotions in front of Yu Xiu De, and a trace of envy and jealousy flashed across his face.

"Ha! Those lucky ones can't wait for the whole world to know their identities."

"……really."

Yu Xiu De agreed, but with his indifferent expression, he didn't sound like he was fawning on his superiors. Instead, he sounded more like an elder who had no choice but to obey after hearing complaints from his juniors.

He had lived in dreams for too long, and he was too lazy to disguise his emotions and personality that seemed weird to others. After all, he was a [nightmare] rather than an [actor]. Even though he could practice his acting skills in dreams, he could never be perfect.

Not to mention, having witnessed various "Fate Owners" with special skills in the research institute, Yu Xiu De has actually always maintained a relatively calm attitude towards hiding his identity. He would hide if he could, but there is nothing he can do if he can't - after all, the abilities of "Fate Owners" are so strange, who knows if there will be a "fortune teller" or "detective" involved in the field of "omniscience" who can spy on him without him realizing it.

When facing other [fate owners] in areas that [fate owners] are not involved in, in fact, [fate owners] are no different from ordinary people.

So Yu Xiu De actually never deliberately suppressed himself. He just lacked interest in reality and didn't like trouble.

After all, reality is not like a dream, he can't start over with just one click.

Yu Xiu De's abilities were actually quite extreme. He could dream about anything he knew or even didn't know, and even gain experience from it. He could also create a world that was either illogical or logical, and his forced dream entry had almost no restrictions on the target or number of people. He could also invade other people's dreams - but as for the feedback on the outside world, at least this current [Nightmare] seemed a little too slow.

Rather than invading other people's dreams and experiencing their lives, Yu Xiu De prefers to explore inward and build his own dreams.

……

……

"Xiaoyu, your cooking skills are still as superb as ever!"

After sharing his thoughts with his confidant, the editor-in-chief picked up the teacup, examined the tea in it, smelled its fragrance, and took a sip. The aroma lingered in his mouth. He savored the freshness and delicateness of the tea with satisfaction and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Although he was good at drinking tea, he didn't know how to make it. Yu Xiu De's way of making tea made him feel that he would not waste the best tea.

He didn't know why, but the calm and composed manner of his young subordinate making tea always made him think of him as his own old man...

The editor-in-chief quickly dispelled the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, but still couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Where did you learn the art of tea? You look like you've been immersed in this field for years. Each type of tea requires different water temperature and steeping time, yet you're proficient in all of them..."

"When I was little, I was ignorant and played with my adoptive father's collection."

Yu Xiu De replied without changing his expression.

When you are away from home, you give yourself an identity. A reasonable identity background can make people's various personality traits appear normal and natural.

In the eyes of the editor-in-chief, Yu Xiu De is actually a rich kid, but according to him, because his wealthy adoptive father who adopted him in his early years remarried, and he had two more younger sisters in the family, his status gradually became marginalized. He was neglected and chose to work hard alone, not seeking to become rich, but only to support himself.

This can well explain why Yu Xiu De seems to know everything... According to him, his adoptive father actually fulfilled his responsibilities as a caregiver very well. He was willing to teach him everything and spend money on everything.

At that time, he should undoubtedly be as happy as he was in the past... The editor-in-chief, who was arranged to work in the family business and just wait for death, looked at Yu Xiu De's expressionless face and felt a trace of sympathy in his heart.

Ugh……

The harm caused by non-original families...

Real Dreamland: Chapter 50: Kind Subordinates

Fearing that Yu Xiude would be sad, the editor-in-chief did not continue discussing the topic. He put down his teacup and returned to the main topic.

"So, do you think this idea will work?"

"This time I deliberately avoided the sensitive topic of super criminals!"

Facing the editor-in-chief's expectant gaze, Yu Xiu De sighed without concealing his feelings.

Yeah... without mentioning super criminals, just ranking by [fate], it does sound safer than the last suggestion.

But in Yu Xiude's opinion, it was simply like stepping on the accelerator and speeding all the way to death!

"These days, it's not easy to find a good job that allows you to leave on time, your boss won't text you after get off work, pays well, and you can also collect local news firsthand. "

Thinking of this, Yu Xiude asked in a dull tone:

"Do you really think you can avoid the revenge of super criminals this way?"

The editor-in-chief's smile froze, and he looked confused, his entire face silently saying, "Isn't it?"

Yu Xiude exerted a little force on the handle of the kettle.

This greasy middle-aged boss who obviously has a big belly always makes him hallucinate as the young Guan Wei Zhong - although he is an adult, his eyes are clearer than some children.

However, Yu Xiu De was very clear that there were still differences between the two. His boss was just too well protected by his family. The entire newspaper was probably a product that his family gave him as a hobby. So even though he was already in his forties, he was still like a big boy, doing whatever he wanted all day long... and Guan Wei Zhong was just too stupid.

Thinking of his adoptive father, Yu Xiu De's face couldn't help but darken, although even the gloom was just a hint.

Guan Wei Zhong, the person he personally trained, would actually fall for a useless person like Fang Mei Fen. Even Yu Xiu De, who has a deep emotional intelligence, can understand that Guan Wei Zhong, who lacks love, falls in love with Fang Mei Fen, who is good for nothing except love... But he still finds it hard to accept it.

Yu Xiude had all sorts of dreams. For him, self-improvement might not involve hedonistic behaviors, like pure indulgence in erotic dreams, but it definitely included insights into life and experience in problem-solving.

In some dreams, whether it was substitution or the creation of an identity, Yu Xiu De also had daughters with different personalities, and also experienced many scenes of "Lao Deng, my ghost fire is parked downstairs of your house, will it be stolen?"... But perhaps he did not dream enough. In any case, he still has not adapted to and can face all kinds of young men calmly.

He had also tried to solve this problem, but the results were not satisfactory. Occasionally, he would even accidentally kill his daughter... But it didn't matter. He could just give the dream world a resurrection patch, or just dream again.

It's just a dream anyway.

But reality is not a nightmare.

I don’t know why. He was just an agent picked at random, and Guan Wei Zhong was even his nominal adoptive father, but when Yu Xiu De took the marriage certificate that Guan Wei Zhong handed over to him with both hands, he still felt something was wrong.

It felt like he had once had a dream where he received the pregnancy certificate of a foolish daughter from the hands of a fearless young boy.

This made the dull [Nightmare] feel a little unhappy, and while he accepted it, he also felt a little bit unacceptable.

Even in reality, the agents he trained deserve a better life that is more in line with universal values and that excellent people deserve.

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Seeing that his confidant, who always had no expression, suddenly turned dark, the editor-in-chief thought it was his fault - could it be that his good idea was the same as the last one, with some fatal flaw?

So, in front of his subordinate, whose aura was inexplicably like that of the old man at home, the middle-aged man showed a somewhat ashamed expression and said tentatively

"Uh uh, Xiaoyu... I really don't know what's wrong with my idea."

There are problems everywhere!

Yu Xiude calmed down the slight ripples that rarely appeared in his heart, and his expression returned to its calm state. He patiently explained to his boss, who was a little too naive but fortunately very obedient:

"If we only talk about fate and not the owner of the fate, then we can indeed avoid being harassed and being targeted... but sensitive topics are still sensitive topics."

"[Mingge] is not a nickname, a title, or even a legacy. For most people who possess a Mingge, calling them by their Mingge is like calling them who they are."

"Even if it's the same [Fate], it will reveal different traits when it appears in different people... However, the fact that only one [Fate] can exist at a time can easily mislead people."

"Including those so-called religions. I know that some long-standing religions even specifically seek out those with specific fates to follow... But unless they have a fate similar to that of the famous [Reincarnator], the rest are just wishful thinking."

"[Mingge] is unique, and those who possess it often believe that they are the only ones who can represent the title of [Mingge]."

"So, Editor-in-Chief, stop worrying about your battle rankings."

"Your idea will not only arouse the hatred of super criminals..."

"You intend to single-handedly push all those with fates to the other side of our small newspaper..."

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After persuading his boss not to commit suicide, Yu Xiu De calmly returned to his work station, made sure that no one had touched the computer, and continued his work for the day.

He was not worried that the editor-in-chief would actually put his "good ideas" into practice. After all, his editor-in-chief was able to come up with so many "good ideas" and still enter middle age peacefully. He must have his own way of survival - such as humbly listening to other people's opinions, or lacking the ability to put "good ideas" into practice.

And to be honest, sometimes Yu Xiu De felt that although the ideas his boss came up with were not public, they actually sounded quite interesting and did contain more or less the essence of journalism.

Just then, Yu Xiude, sitting at his desk, received a draft for review. On his computer screen, the title of a freshly edited manuscript appeared: "Crisis in the Urban Underground Drainage System."