What’s wrong with the dream world!

"Take good care of your mother and sister. I'm going back."

Yu Xiu De was not in a hurry.

He had already vaguely guessed who that old guy from his research institute was and what he wanted to do, so he was not worried about Zhu Yajing's safety.

So he no longer kept his eyes on Zhuqin and Zhu Yajing, but turned around and prepared to go home to sleep, and solve the problem directly in his dream.

But just as he took a step towards the door, a chubby little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Mr. Yu...Mr. Yu Xiude, don't go."

"I'm afraid..."

Zhu Yueyu's small eyes were filled with crystal tears, her tone was full of pleading, and even her fat was trembling.

She was afraid, she was really afraid. She was only fifteen years old and had never encountered anything strange in her life. Her familiar mother and sister had fallen into coma and their lives were in danger... She didn't dare to stay here alone.

Yu Xiude stopped, turned around, and looked at the panicked Zhu Yueyu calmly.

Although due to her limited looks, she may not be described as pitiful and delicate, but in Yu Xiude's eyes, Zhu Yueyu is still just a child, an immature child who is well protected by her sister and mother.

He is also a child who will greet me politely when he meets me.

Yu Xiu De's conscience did not allow him to refuse this request.

So he tried to make his tone as gentle as possible and agreed:

"I'll be here for a while."

Before Zhu Yueyu could feel at ease, she heard another questioning voice in her ears:

"correct."

"Have you looked at the brochure on the coffee table?"

Real Dreamland: Chapter 79 When you are not around, I miss you every day

"A booklet? You mean the booklet that my sister left on the coffee table next to the note?"

Zhu Yueyu probably knew what booklet Yu Xiude was asking about.

She didn't notice anything was wrong and nodded without any defense: "Yes, I did see it..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhu Yueyu suddenly felt her eyelids getting heavy. The overwhelming sleepiness made her let go of Yu Xiude's clothes and she fell straight forward.

Zhu Yueyu fell asleep and lost consciousness.

Yu Xiu De had anticipated this and struggled to support her so that her head wouldn't hit the ground quickly, then slowly placed her on the floor.

Yes.

This wasn't done by Number Thirteen.

This is [Nightmare]'s doing again.

Yu Xiu De knowingly and willfully exerted the influence of [Nightmare] on Zhu Yueyu, deliberately inducing the influence of "real dreamland", causing Zhu Yueyu to fall into a dream like Zhu Yajing.

He wasn't worried about the safety of their consciousness at all. Because they were both sleeping due to a "nightmare," even if the owner of the fate that created the "real dreamland" was filled with murderous intent, they couldn't do much more.

If they are two completely unrelated fields, then the priority of abilities may be the same or not.

If there are two overlapping fields, then ability priority is one of the factors affecting the effectiveness of the ability.

But if it is the same field, then the priority of ability is the most crucial point besides the subjective consciousness of both parties.

……

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"Since you're scared in reality, just go to sleep."

Yu Xiu De felt that his morality and conscience were truly strong.

Although it might be related to the fact that he had not dreamed enough or stayed in dreams long enough, Yu Xiu De felt that as a human being in two lives, he still possessed enough empathy, unlike some people with natural destiny... If he did not have empathy, then at this time, whether it was for the "right" or "wrong" idea, he should ignore the little fat girl's pleading, go home to sleep, and solve the problem.

But Yu Xiu De did not make the simplest choice without thinking.

It’s a bit pitiful to think that an underage junior high school student has to stay in the same room with his sister and mother whose lives are in danger.

And there is no promise of help from the Inspection Office and the hospital. I can only wait alone in anxiety and fear... Alas.

Having lived two lives as a human being, Yu Xiu De, who is full of humanity, cannot bear to see such things.

Therefore, [Nightmare] directly prevented Zhu Yueyu from going through this kind of experience that might leave her with psychological trauma, and sent her directly to see her sister and mother in the dream.

Although it is not real, it can also be real. Fakes are real until they are discovered to be fakes.

"After reading the 'Real Dreamland' pamphlet, I fell into a deep sleep. This makes sense."

Yu Xiu De muttered to himself.

He considerately reached out from the sofa, stepped over the unconscious Zhu Yajing, picked up a small pillow on the sofa, and placed it under Zhu Yueyu's head.

Then, he picked up the note and pen written by Zhu Yajing on the coffee table and left a line of words on it, so that one of the three people would probably understand "what happened" after waking up.

Zhu Yueyu suddenly fell to the ground, and the three people's good neighbor also fell to the ground, but he woke up earlier and left.

After doing all this, Yu Xiu De reviewed his actions to see if there were any avoidable omissions.

Thanks to something like [fate], it is definitely impossible to hide the truth from the world. After all, I am just a dreamer [nightmare], and one of the "people in heaven" - the old classmate who has risen rapidly and holds a high position has noticed me a long time ago, but I don't know what big move he is planning.

Even if one cannot be foolproof and perfect due to limited abilities, being meticulous and cautious is still a good habit worth maintaining. Xu Yuanjie does not seem to want to expose herself at the moment, but the same may not be true for others.

Even if he was a [Ruler], it would be impossible for him to turn the Federation, a behemoth like it, into his own one-man show, not to mention that Yu Xiu De did not dare to trust this old classmate in the first place.

"Staying for one more minute is also stopping, it doesn't count as lying."

"Zhu Yueyu also read the pamphlet. There's nothing wrong with her suddenly collapsing like her sister. As for me, well... I just woke up earlier and left."

Yu Xiu De walked to the door and considerately helped his neighbor close the door. Then he returned to his home, sat on the sofa and closed his eyes.

This time, no one could interrupt him.

……

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The dream of "nightmare", the root of "real dreamland".

Everything around was pale, with no skyline or ground. All the elements merged together like endless clouds and mist.

The space is filled with a tranquil atmosphere, quiet and peaceful.

In this dream, all complexity and chaos are concealed by white, as if the entire space is waiting for some kind of revelation or a new exploration. People can only feel a deep tranquility, and their hearts are temporarily liberated. Only this white is with them, as if it continues endlessly.

But in the center of this space, there is a color different from pure white.

A priest in purple monk's robes stood in the center of this space, closing his eyes and praying, waiting for the arrival of the old man.

Behind him, a strange, hideous, bloody, and ominous gaseous sphere appeared.

Those eyes, hands, feet, mouth, tongue that seemed to be real, between illusion and reality... These were the limbs and organs of the owners of different "dream" realms captured by No. 13. They were wrapped in the pure purple power of faith and aggregated and stuck together.

It's really scary and hideous.

But none of this can compare to the other color that suddenly appeared in this dream.

Realizing that his "nightmare" dream was invaded, No. 13, who had closed his eyes in prayer, opened his eyes and raised his head.

【Nightmare】Open your eyes in a nightmare dream.

It just seemed to look a little different from the way No. 13 had seen those people with the "Dream" realm destiny in the past.

In the pure white, two thick black lines first appeared at the border of the dream.

Then, as if the sky was torn apart, the two black lines suddenly changed and split, adding two huge holes to the entire dream, as if they had pierced through the sky!

The huge black eyes were as deep as black holes, and the clean sclera dyed this space a distinct white.

It was as if this boundless pure white dream was just a small sphere, and a giant was lying outside the sphere, peering at Number 13 in the center of the sphere.

Without any emotion or expression, he stared coldly at the guy who disturbed his sleeping arrangements tonight.

【Nightmare】Open your eyes in a dream.

But it seems that the way it opens is somewhat different from that of other people whose destiny is in the "dream" realm and who travel through dreams.

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Number Thirteen feigned calmness as he met the cold eyes above him.

Even though he had a sleeping spirit that he had spent more than ten years to worship using the people with the "Dream" realm as materials, he was still not arrogant enough to fight [Nightmare] head-on in the dream.

What appeared in the dream was not the spiritual body of No. 13 himself, but the "incense body" he forged using the power of faith.

Although this is not a natural ability of a priest, his destiny can be developed and evolved. He has been unwaveringly walking on the missionary path for more than ten years and has been developing his own destiny.

However, No. 13 still didn't want to confront No. 6.

He created the "Nightmare" and also had some understanding of the "Dream" realm. Naturally, he could understand what kind of terrifying power the "Nightmare" represented, as the pair of eyes that suddenly and irresistibly appeared in the "Nightmare" dream.

It is not enough to rely on "nightmare" alone, perhaps it must be supplemented by faith.

Only with a large amount, sufficient, and increasing amount of faith can we achieve balance... No.

Perhaps, Number Six has changed, and I can try to persuade him to join this great cause.

Number Thirteen, with a look of compassion on his face, looked into the eyes in the sky and thought a lot.

……

The lifeless eyes in the sky blinked, and they already understood what "nightmare" was.

As his eyes blinked, the "nightmare" behind No. 13, which was like a guardian spirit, suddenly shrank its limbs that had been stretched out wantonly. Its scattered eyes stared at the pair of eyes in the sky, and its flesh balls trembled.

Although it had been tainted by Thirteen's malicious refinement, without any trace of the power of faith that could bring it to consciousness, Nightmare could still feel the horror of those eyes simply by relying on the instincts of a living being and the perception of the "dream" realm.

Even though it lacked self-awareness, it still possessed memories and thoughts. It felt that its dreams were like a landscape ball, and those eyes were like a sight from outside the landscape ball, even this external existence watching it...

I'm trying to squeeze my bloated body into this scenery ball!

Bang! Boom! Boom!

First, the eyes, then a huge facial outline appeared at the edge of the dream, and then a huge head wrapped in pure white, with no clear features.

Then the neck, torso, hands...

[Nightmare] didn't need to make such a commotion. For him, quietly invading other people's dreams was a piece of cake.

However, because "nightmare" also exists in the "dream" realm, it is also a "craft" without self-awareness.

This forced [Nightmare], who encountered this situation for the first time, to invade by relying on brute force.

Although Yu Xiu De could destroy Nightmare's dream like smashing a glass ball, he did not take action immediately.

When half of his blurry body was stuffed into this dream, he suddenly shrank to prevent the shaky dream from collapsing immediately.

He was like a piece of plasticine whose color could not be seen, changing his shape madly. In the end, Yu Xiu De chose the posture that this old man should be most familiar with.

That is, my younger self in the research institute.

The little boy was wearing a simple, pale hospital gown that seemed out of place against the pure white surroundings. His hair was a little messy, falling slightly over his forehead, framing his childish yet slightly pale face. His face was expressionless, his eyes deep, as if lurking with endless thoughts.

Yu Xiu De didn't pay attention to No. 13 at first and spoke to him.

He floated like a piece of paper in this white space that had returned to its original emptiness, feeling the passage of time gradually slow down and the constraints of direction gradually fade away.

The "nightmare" behind No. 13 felt that his dream was out of his control, sobbing in unison, which brought the priest back to his senses from his trance after seeing the familiar face.

Faced with his former beliefs, the compassionate and gloomy look on No. 13's face finally disappeared.

His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes revealing hesitation and uneasiness. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he was about to speak, but he pulled back in an instant, revealing a bitter smile.

"Does it make you happy to disturb other people's lives, Thirteen?"

Noticing the raised corner of No. 13's mouth, Yu Xiu De, who was already a little angry because his nighttime sleep schedule was disrupted, frowned, and his expression and tone were obviously unhappy.

From the perspective of others, the expressions on his face when he was young were obviously richer than when he was an adult. At least the corners of his mouth would not drop by just one pixel.

【Nightmare】Clothe yourself in the cloak of "the past" in the dream.

"It is not my intention to disturb your life. If the world is not hopeless, I would not want to disturb anyone's life."

"But... you actually still remember me. This is indeed something that makes me happy."