What’s wrong with the dream world!

At that time, he just needed these little monsters to stabilize, ensure the safety of his surroundings, and avoid being affected... Doing these things did not require any emotion for Yu Xiu De. These were just things he should do to achieve his goals.

Just as Yu Xiu De was thinking about whether to leave the kitchen waste in the kitchen overnight before throwing it away, the elevator door opened.

Yu Xiu De did not step into the elevator immediately, but took a step back, waiting calmly for the people in the elevator to come out first.

In the elevator, Zhu Yajing, who had just thrown away the garbage, was surprised when she saw Yu Xiude outside the elevator door. She then became a little uneasy and didn't know what to do.

Noticing that Zhu Yajing didn't have a hearing aid on her ear, Yu Xiude naturally raised his hands and expressed in sign language:

'Aren't you coming out?'

Zhu Yajing finally woke up as if from a dream, gave an awkward smile, hurriedly walked out of the elevator, and apologized in sign language.

'sorry. ’

She looked like a frightened little white rabbit, not daring to look into Yu Xiude's eyes at all, forcing her gaze to focus on Yu Xiude's hand movements.

After apologizing, he reached into his pocket, took out his hearing aid, and put it on without hesitation.

pain.

It hurts.

It's not pain in the physiological sense, it's like the pain of having your eardrum burned or your ear canal punctured.

But I want to hear his voice more, and I want to be like a normal person in front of him.

But even so, Zhu Yajing slightly moved aside to avoid blocking the other person from entering the elevator, and at the same time felt confused.

"Why would Mr. Yu Xiude, who usually leaves in fifteen minutes, leave now..."

Zhu Yajing has normal memory and cognition. She does not need to use "memory dreams" to repeatedly overcome the feeling of being in another world like Yu Xiude did. Naturally, she remembers what Yu Xiude said yesterday.

Zhu Yajing pursed her lips, feeling depressed. She lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Yu Xiude as usual.

But Yu Xiude did not enter the elevator immediately.

He just looked at Zhu Yajing in front of him, who didn't dare to look up at him. After confirming that she was wearing hearing aids, he calmly said:

"Did you take out the trash for me again today?"

Zhu Yajing lowered her head and nodded, still not daring to raise her head, for fear of seeing a hint of disgust on Yu Xiude's face.

But in fact, Yu Xiu De's facial expression at this moment was as calm and indifferent as ever.

"Wouldn't it be troublesome for you to take out the trash for me?"

Mixed with the vague mechanical sound of the elevator door closing, Zhu Yajing clearly heard the second question raised by Yu Xiude today.

She shook her head vigorously. Although she couldn't speak, she used intense body movements to emphasize her tone.

'No trouble, no trouble, no trouble at all!'

"My sister and I have received a lot of care from you. This is just a natural favor..."

No trouble...it's a piece of cake...

Seeing Zhu Yajing's answer, Yu Xiu De suddenly understood.

Although "memory dreams" are a way for Nightmare to stabilize his mental state so as to avoid feeling as if he is in another world and unable to adapt to reality, it does not mean that his thinking is stubborn and fixed.

Just like a chess player reviewing a game, he would consider changing his steps; when [Nightmare] has a "recall dream", he will also reflect on himself.

A person who does not know how to reflect cannot accumulate emotional intelligence as deep as the sea.

The reason why Yu Xiu De wanted to cut ties with Zhu Ya Jing was actually because he was afraid of trouble... Before gaining the ability of "Dream Man", [Nightmare] was actually a person with a very extreme fate.

No one can beat you if you strike first; no one can beat you if you strike second.

This may be a bit exaggerated, but it vividly describes the state of [Nightmare] who does not have the ability of "Dream Man". He either kills others instantly or is killed instantly by others.

If Yu Xiude hadn't set up a dream to guard against it, even Fang Xuemu could have easily killed him in seconds. Ordinary people weren't completely powerless against Yu Xiude. Before Nightmare became aware of him, poisoning his food, using a fixed program, or assassinating him with a long-range sniper attack were all feasible options.

The premise is that there is no such thing as a death mechanism in [Nightmare]. However, the death mechanism is a mechanism that means the owner of the fate cannot be sure unless he dies once... Yu Xiu De has never died, so of course he doesn't know whether [Nightmare] has a death mechanism or not, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

But the ability of the "Dream Man" changes this situation.

Although there is still a huge difference between the first and second moves, the ability of "Dream Man" allows [Nightmare] to always have the opportunity to react after the "first kill".

The maximum damage that can be caused may not have increased, but the survivability has been greatly improved.

This also means that the ability to withstand [Nightmare] has been improved.

Yu Xiude muttered to himself, "It really doesn't seem like it's that troublesome to help my neighbor take out the trash."

Zhu Yajing didn't hear Yu Xiude's whisper clearly.

She only saw her neighbor press the elevator button again, open the elevator door that was still on the thirteenth floor, walk in, turn around, and say calmly:

"Thank you."

The elevator door slowly closed.

In the corridor, only Zhu Yajing was left, stunned by the unexpected response.

Your neighbors are no longer angry?

She was distracted in the corridor, staring at the elevator for more than ten minutes before she heard the door open. Zhu Yueyu walked out of her house, rubbing her eyes and complaining:

"Didn't you say you wanted me to get up early for a morning run so I could thank Brother Yu while he was at work?"

"There are still two minutes until the time comes. I want you to sleep a little longer."

Zhu Yajing recovered and finished her sign language. She pointed to the watch on her wrist, shook her head, and then made another gesture to tell her sister Yu Xiude that she had gone to work.

"Are you at work?... Well, I guess I can only thank you in the afternoon."

Zhu Yueyu, wearing sweatpants and a loose T-shirt, looked at her sister and suddenly frowned:

"Why are you laughing? Is it so funny to you that I want to lose weight?"

Only then did Zhu Yajing notice that the corners of her mouth had curled up at some point.

Looking at Zhu Yajing who was shaking her head desperately and trying to explain at a loss, Zhu Yueyu's slight resentment for not being woken up dissipated.

She sighed and commented like a little adult:

"Sister, you look so silly when you laugh."

Real Dreamland: Chapter 99: Scab Nightmare·Have you found him?

"...Today is Tuesday, so it's a weekday, right?"

"Why is there no one at the front desk and no one in the office?"

Inside the newspaper office, Yu Xiu De walked past the empty reception desk and entered the office, and fell into a brief moment of confusion.

The office was empty, the lights were not on, the computer screens at everyone's workstation were pitch black, the humming of the old mainframe was silent, and the entire office was utterly silent.

"I'm only a dozen minutes earlier than usual. Does that mean I'm the first one to arrive at the office?"

Yu Xiu De first turned on the power, then pressed the light switch, allowing the incandescent light to help the sunlight shine through the curtains and dispel the darkness in the office.

After doing all this, he seemed to think of something, took out his mobile phone, and opened a communication software called "Turing".

"Turing" is an instant messaging software created by a technology company called "Only Technology" founded more than ten years ago. It integrates multiple functions such as social networking, payment, and life services, and has become an indispensable tool for most federal work today.

It greatly improves communication efficiency, but at the same time it also compresses the free time of many people, because the convenience of instant messaging blurs the boundary between work and off-get off work.

On weekdays, Yu Xiu De would not open the messages in the work group after get off work, not even on his way to work.

If you have that little time, you might as well take a nap and have a short dream...

However, it was working hours and the office was empty. Confused by this, Yu Xiu De opened the work group, which already had 99+ members, and then quickly scrolled up to the message records of all members.

That was the announcement released by the newspaper's idea king, the editor-in-chief, at around nine o'clock last night.

"Given the large-scale terrorist attack today in Qianpeng City by a cult called 'Real Dreamland,' although officials haven't disclosed the exact number of victims, many employees have reported to me that they've suffered significant mental trauma."

"After research, the newspaper has decided to take a day off from tomorrow, August 2nd to August 3rd, and implement voluntary leave for those who have suffered mental trauma from this incident."

"During this period, the company will suspend normal office hours and employees can arrange their own leave or work."

The following is specific information about voluntary leave arrangements, leave application process, work arrangements, and precautions.

Below the announcement are the responses from colleagues:

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

After all colleagues except Yu Xiu De confirmed receipt, the following news was a bit confusing.

"Editor-in-Chief! We respect you!"

"666, Editor-in-Chief, you are my God!"

After the compliments and flattery, there was a heated discussion about the "real dreamland". They were all guessing which fate owner was behind this large-scale cult incident.

Among them, Yu Xiu De noticed that his reporter Xiao Zhao was the most active.

"How did you know that Brother Yu and I just finished investigating 'Real Dreamland' this afternoon and provided significant assistance to the authorities?"

"Boasting? I'm not bragging! I, Xiao Zhao, might be able to joke about myself, but can I joke about Brother Yu's reputation? This is absolutely true, this is the truth! You can see this from the work records!"

"Perhaps the reason why the cult called 'Real Dreamland' started its actions tonight is because Brother Yu and I uncovered their secrets and reported them to the authorities, forcing them to take action..."

"And Brother Yu and I have already guessed that the owner of the fate hidden behind the 'Real Dreamland' is very likely the latest 'Nightmare'..."

"..."

When did I ever guess that the mastermind behind "Real Dreamland" was Nightmare? Wasn't that just your own guess?

But in a sense, this careless reporter's intuition is quite accurate...

Yu Xiu De silently complained in his heart, but did not take Xiao Zhao's words to heart. Instead, he was thinking about what he should do next.

Because it seems like today, I am the only dedicated employee who comes to work after get off work and doesn’t even check the work group chat...

Just as Yu Xiu De was hesitating whether to talk to the editor-in-chief privately, the office door opened.

But the person who came in was not Yu Xiu De’s colleague, but Yu Xiu De’s boss.

The newspaper's editor-in-chief, Idea Wang, also came to work today, even though Yu Xiu De was the only one at work.

The editor-in-chief was stunned for a moment when he saw Yu Xiu De sitting at his work station.

Yu Xiu De was stunned for a moment when he saw his boss entering the office on time.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

After more than ten seconds, the editor-in-chief seemed to feel that the awkward atmosphere was a little too unbearable, or perhaps Yu Xiude's eyes were too dull, and looked away. He glanced at the other workstations and said in a pretentiously exaggerated tone:

"Ahahaha, I didn't expect so many people wouldn't come to work today..."

"Didn't you go to the HR department to see how many leave requests there were today?"

As soon as Yu Xiude said this, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.

The newspaper where I work doesn't have a culture of overtime, and yesterday evening at nine o'clock, my colleagues in the human resources department had already left work and gone home.

But looking at the editor-in-chief with obvious disappointment on his face, Yu Xiu De sighed slightly.

"Ignore the question I just asked, but you should at least think about today's situation."

His tone couldn't help but carry a hint of preaching, and the editor-in-chief lowered his head slightly, not daring to look into Yu Xiude's eyes.

"I read the announcement you released. You've defined the scope too broadly. The definition of mental trauma is too broad."

"Being pulled into a dream by a 'real dream' is considered traumatic; then, is being frightened by the panic triggered by a 'real dream' also considered traumatic?"

"Since you're willing to give them paid leave, it's not like you're reluctant to pay them. So why aren't you willing to differentiate between those who came to work today and those who didn't, perhaps by giving them a little more overtime pay?"

"Think about it more. You might be treating them a little too..."

Yu Xiu De, who was almost turned into a thief, stopped talking in time.

[Nightmare] I have been hung from streetlights in my dreams before.

Hearing that he was being lectured by his young subordinate, the editor-in-chief did not feel anything was wrong. Instead, he said with a slightly aggrieved tone, like a child in his forties weighing over 200 pounds: