Supernatural recovery, my system is a computer

Case [-], sweet dream

About three days ago, late at night, someone received a supermarket discount coupon on a dark street. Most people threw it into the trash can, but a small number of people took it home.

But whoever takes it home will have a dream at night from then on, and everyone will dream of what they desire most in their dreams.

In the dream of a middle-aged man, there is a voluptuous woman, inexhaustible money, becoming the president of a group company, and bullying his boss. The plot is as crazy as possible.

Women are nothing more than returning from a rich family, slapping green tea best friends, domineering CEOs, ascetic professors, pure little wolfdogs, etc., all of whom love her to death and would not marry her.

But such a dream comes at a price. For at most three days, a person who dreams continuously will become haggard and disoriented. If it lasts for more than five days, it will be a three-day dream and the gods will not be able to save it.

62 people were found dead.

Tianlong continued: "There will be similar cases in the past, but the intensity will not be so strong. It is rare to directly kill so many people in this way."

"There is reason to believe that the Netherworld is about to arrive, and the boundaries with the real world are becoming increasingly blurred."

Baozhuang said: "If the arrival of the Netherworld is inevitable, what should we do?"

Tianlong said: "It seems inevitable now, so we are going to break out the troops. Otherwise, would it be necessary for you captains to handle a small case?"

"Secondly, Yanjing's research institute has finally done something good. Many equipment against the weird can be installed, and even ordinary people can gain the ability to fight against the weird."

Finally, he sighed and said: "I originally wanted to catch the Corpse King, the Yellow Sect, and even those traitors. They have not been very active recently. Are they hiding in the dark and plotting something?"

Xu Xuan said in a deep voice: "We have lost the opportunity. If we let them lead us, we may have to admit defeat."

Tianlong raised his head and said, "What do you want to say?"

"I think we can't wait passively, we must take the initiative to find out their purpose and the logic behind their behavior." Xu Xuan took a sip of tea and said: "In the last game, because of our limitations, we didn't know who the enemies were and how many forces there were. , let alone what conditions they need to achieve in order to achieve their goals, but now we have enough understanding of them, and everyone knows the general trend, what is the current general trend?"

He continued: "It is the arrival of the Netherworld and the strange resurrection. What we can do is strengthen ourselves and weaken the enemy."

Tianlong said: "I can talk about the situation, what do you say to do?"

Xu Xuan said: "We need to invest more people to understand the Netherworld in depth. In the past, because of the barrier between the two realms, even if we arranged for some people to go to the Netherworld, they only learned superficial information. Now the integration of the two realms has provided us with opportunities. Powerful enemies are not scary, but unknown enemies are scary.”

"Well, I will consider your suggestion and let the meeting adjourn."

When Xu Xuan was about to walk out of the lobby on the first floor, a middle-aged man stopped him behind him. He was Tianlong's confidential secretary.

"Tianlong invites you."

Xu Xuan seemed to know the reason and followed him to Old Man Tianlong's office.

His office decoration style can be described in one word: "earth".

There was golden color everywhere, even his desk and chandelier were golden. Xu Xuan thought he had arrived at a KTV in the 90s and [-]s.

The secretary knocked on the door and invited Xu Xuan in.

Tianlong didn't raise his head when he saw Xu Xuan coming in. He just said: "Sit on the sofa. The tea on the table has been brewed."

Xu Xuan sat down, picked up the golden teacup and took a sip. Then Tianlong came over and said, "I was reading the documents from Yanjing just now. I was neglectful."

Xu Xuan shook his head and said straight to the point: "Captain, what do you want from me?"

Tianlong's black eyes suddenly turned golden, staring at Xu Xuan: "I want to ask you, how is the demon seed in your body?"

Xu Xuan said: "I once answered you on the phone, and the answer is still the same now."

"Did you just suppress the demon species?"

"Yes."

“Is there a risk of another resurgence?”

Xu Xuan lowered his head and thought for a moment and then said: "As long as my power is not weakened, it won't happen. If there really is such a day, it means that I am almost dead."

"There are many different voices in the Investigation Bureau headquarters. Do you know why I dare to use you?"

Xu Xuan looked at him and shook his head again.

Tianlong walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Because Yan Nan, he told me to trust you."

Xu Xuan frowned and said, "Even if he is the guarantee, do you believe it?"

"Hahaha, Weirdness has revived. Who knows that my thoughts will be the same today and tomorrow. From this point of view, everyone has a devil in their heart and may become a devil."

"You are really open-minded."

"Okay, today I want to see just one of the young people Yan Nan is optimistic about. Since you proposed to understand Netherworld, you happen to have a task. Go and investigate." Tianlong found a piece of information from the golden desk and handed it to Gave it to Xu Xuan.

Xu Xuan opened it with his hand and said: "Golden Sale Cave."

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Pan Yang is a greasy man who has to succumb to 996. He is only 36 years old and already bald. He works in the middle level of a medium-sized software company and gets off work at least after 10 o'clock every day.

He paid a down payment for a house in Jincheng and carried a debt of nearly 200 million, so he had no money to buy a car. Of course, it is not realistic to buy a car to get to work in Jincheng. Traffic jams will deduct your salary, so the best thing for ordinary people is The way to travel and commute to and from get off work is to take the subway.

Sometimes, Pan Yang sits in a crowded carriage and looks at the blurry advertisements whizzing past the window. He also wonders whether I am going back and forth like a clockwork machine every day to create value for the country or to pursue myself. life, but is this kind of life what I need? Will I be able to enjoy life when I am 60 years old or older?

He got off work a little early today, at ten o'clock.

There were fewer people in the carriage at night. He thought about his life again. He had not traveled for a long time. That was two years ago. Recently, his family arranged a blind date for him, which reminded him of his first love. I saw her QQ space yesterday. She already has two children. She can’t even remember the reason for the breakup. He has been smoothed out by the past ten years.

He clicked on the song on his phone and put on his headphones: "In those years, we used to see each other day and night, joking and melancholy together. We also had hesitations in these years, for life and for ideals... and how many more In these ten years, I can bravely be a passionate young man...and stick to my original beliefs."

Whoosh, whoosh, the subway made a roaring sound. He stood alone in the corner. There seemed to be chaos in front of him, but he didn't want to join in the fun at all.

He looked at the time. He had finished listening to the song and was about to arrive at the station. He took out his headphones and heard someone discussing the chaos. They said that an old man was lying on the seat and a young man was tired after a day. However, he stepped forward to argue, which annoyed the old man, saying that he always took the subway like this and that he needed to lie down due to his poor health.

But everyone can see that the old man is quarreling and looks half sick. As a result, the young man has already died down. After all, life is already very painful. Who wants to provoke an old gangster again?

But the spirited young man on the opposite side of the carriage quit. He stood up and slapped the old man twice, until his face turned red. The old man was also stunned. He didn’t know how to react. In this society, people still dare to hit me. people?I'm an old man.

The people talking laughed when they said this.

"Guess what, the subway administrator came and said that he had seen this young man before and that he was really a psychopath. He also told us not to mess with him. He has already contacted the police and will send him home."

The old man wanted to come forward to pester him, but the administrator said: "You have to think about it, mental illness kills people differently from ordinary people."

The old man was also frightened.

Pan Yang got out of the car and sighed: "I didn't expect that in the face of the injustice in the world, a mental patient would be needed to uphold justice."

As soon as he got out of the subway, someone handed him a discount coupon, which was actually a long leaflet.

He held it in his hand and was about to throw it away. When he glanced at it, he saw that it seemed to be a coupon for a large shopping mall near his home. After thinking about it, he put it in his pocket. If he had a holiday this weekend, he could buy some. It’s also good to save some money on daily necessities.

Late at night, he used to fall asleep after 1 o'clock, but tonight Pan Yang fell asleep very quickly while lying on the bed.

"Huh? Why am I here?" It was his high school classroom.

His mind quickly self-coordinated, oh, by the way, I am about to take the college entrance examination. My grades are very good, I will definitely be able to get into a good university.

In the dream, he repeated a paradoxical life. He was admitted to Yenching University, which was his childhood ideal. In college, he met her whom he had rejected. He even started his own business and became the CEO of a company. Just when he was already Standing in the auditorium, when I am about to marry the most beautiful woman.

Someone walked into the white European-style auditorium. He was wearing a long black trench coat, and the lining of the trench coat was faintly glowing with dark red.

"I don't agree with this marriage." The visitor shouted loudly.

Pan Yang looked at the troublemaker and said, "Who are you? Get out. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

In fact, Pan Yang had noticed something was wrong, but this dream was so tempting that he didn't even want to think that it was not real. He wanted to enjoy every moment of the moment.

The person who came was none other than Xu Xuan. He came to Pan Yang's dream wearing a long trench coat newly issued by the Investigation Bureau. This trench coat was not an ordinary trench coat. After testing, after the underworld and the human world merged with each other, the powerful investigators wearing the trench coat Investigators can already physically enter the Nether World. This is a breakthrough development. Investigators do not have to worry about their physical problems, and their missions in the Nether World will be smoother.

Xu Xuan stepped forward, took the cross from the priest with his hand and said, "You should have discovered, right? This is just a dream?"

"So what about dreams? Who are you? I'm already miserable as a social beast. Do I have to be deprived of my right to dream?"

Xu Xuan said: "If it is really a beautiful dream, of course the investigators will not enter your dream, but unfortunately, your dream case involves something strange."

He suddenly inserted a cross into the bride's head. Red blood came out of the bride's head and flowed down the wedding dress. Pan Yang was so frightened that he pushed her away.

The bride seemed to feel no pain and said: "Husband, don't you want me anymore?"

Then her whole body shriveled up quickly, her fair skin became like tree bark, her hair fell to the ground with her white veil, her dead fish eyes bulged and she said: "Let's continue, the wedding is not finished yet."

Pan Yang fell to the ground and kept shaking his feet, moving away from the bride.