On the Ark

"If you do something wrong, you will pay the price, Mephisto!" Lin Ye also roared, "Remember tonight, Mephisto, you will always remember tonight, remember tonight what I will do to you of all things."

"who are you……"

Lin Ye sneered: "I am... the chief physician of 'I Love My Pet', and what I am best at is..."

He took out the scissors.

Mephisto watched helplessly as the scissors approached his chest, and finally, a heart-piercing cry came out from the dark alley.

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The author's BB: I finally got home. When I was writing this chapter, I almost couldn't keep my eyes open, so I slipped away.

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"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Mephisto woke up from his sleep, then sat up abruptly, clutching his nipples involuntarily, his head covered in cold sweat.

On the bed next to him, Faust was also awakened by Mephisto, and immediately sat up from the bed, and subconsciously picked up the heavy crossbow beside the bed: "What's the matter? Are there any enemies?"

Mephisto didn't speak, just wrapped his quilt tightly, trembling all over.

Faust immediately picked up the crossbow and rushed out of the room.He thought it was an enemy attack, but he didn't see anything outside, so he had to turn back: "I didn't see anyone, what happened?"

Mephisto still didn't speak, which surprised Faust, he had never seen Mephisto like this, in his opinion, Mephisto is the kind who can maintain confidence no matter what The smiling person has never seen him panic, let alone fear.

But now Mephisto had fear written in his eyes.

"What happened?" Faust asked again.

Mephisto slowly closed his eyes and was silent for about five seconds before slowly speaking: "It's nothing."

"nothing?"

"Well, it's nothing." Mephisto also calmed down a little, "It's just that I didn't sleep well."

Faust frowned: "Can't you even tell me?"

"It's really not a big deal." Mephisto squeezed out a stiff smile to Faust, "It's just that I didn't sleep well."

He didn't want to hide it from Faust, but he really didn't know how to speak.

Should I tell Faust that I had a nightmare?

It seems that it is not impossible.

But what about the content of the nightmare?

Is Mephisto going to tell Faust what happened to him in his dream?Leaving aside whether Faust would believe it or not, Mephisto simply wouldn't even open his mouth about this kind of content.

By the way, why did you dream about that kind of thing?

Mephisto was puzzled.

It was not the first time he dreamed of the past, especially that night, and he would occasionally dream of it a few times over the years. After all, it was the night he got the first human sample, and it was also the first time he killed someone. A person who is familiar with him and trusts him very much.

But so what?He used that person's body to complete his greatest experiment, and since then he has got rid of that extremely humble identity, and then successfully met the eldest sister through this technology.It can be said that that night was the night that changed his destiny and the trajectory of his life.

So he would occasionally dream of that night, not to remember the little girl named Anna, but to remember the process of killing her with his own hands and making her stand up with his own hands, it was like the sweetest wine, whenever he recalled It seemed very satisfying to him.

But this time is different.

Because a foreign visitor suddenly appeared in his dream, and it was a foreign visitor that he had never seen before.No, that man was wearing a weird mask, even if he had seen someone before, he would never recognize him.

Mephisto also knows that human dreams are uncontrollable, and it is normal to dream of anything.

However, it was the first time that Mephisto met such a real dream.

How real is that dream?

It was so real that Mephisto seemed to be able to feel the force of the man pressing him against the wall in the dream, the breath exhaled from the mask when the man growled in a low voice, and the feeling when the man used the scissors. ...

Thinking of this, Mephisto couldn't help shivering, and then wrapped the sheet even tighter.

Faust, who was about to go back to sleep, had to stop when he saw this scene, and asked again: "What's the matter, did you really not sleep well?"

Mephisto gritted his teeth.

Why, that man would do this kind of thing to him, and he acted very skillfully.

Although human dreams are mostly irregular, they come from the insights in the human brain after all. If something has not been seen or heard of, it is indeed unlikely to appear in the dream.And what that man did to him was indeed unheard of before. He didn't know which race would have such torture.

Wait, that man seems to have mentioned his origin.

Five moxa bugs.

Since the man was wearing a mask, what he said was not very clear, so Mephisto only heard the general idea, but he probably didn't understand why. He confirmed that he didn't know any organization or group with a similar name. But the name sounds more like a cult.

Wait... what the hell is he doing?

He was actually analyzing a...dream?

Even Mephisto felt that he was a little ridiculous, absurd and ridiculous.

Faust was still watching him.