The high-cold character design collapsed again today [Unlimited]

A suffocating silence spread between the two of them. After a short period of astonishment, Raphael suddenly cooled down, and the surrounding temperature plummeted, comparable to snowfall in June.

Ning Zishan rubbed his arms in embarrassment. He didn't expect the other party to react so strongly after hearing his confession. Just when he was searching for something to say to ease the atmosphere, Raphael suddenly stepped forward and pushed him hard. a handful.

Ning Zishan was pushed staggeringly, and fell backwards into the darkness of the exit. Raphael stood under the moonlight, his smoky eyes were like a sea brewing a storm, and a thin layer of clouds covered the turbulent waves. , The peace that may be fragmented at any time.

Ning Zishan watched his slender figure gradually fade away, and gradually overlapped with his figure anxiously looking for himself under the moonlight last night, and suddenly felt a little sad.

He should be angry, Ning Zishan thought before falling completely into darkness.

It was still pitch black, like an opaque deep seabed, Ning Zishan kept sinking, sinking, even his breathing seemed to be deprived, and the surroundings were terribly quiet.

The fear of being abandoned and forgotten by the world hit him again, and the sharp blade was about to tear him apart.

Ning Zishan convulsed violently and woke up.

The first thing that came into view was the white ceiling, with the wind gently blowing across his face, Ning Zishan rolled his eyes slowly like a blind patient who had just recovered his vision, and saw a pair of familiar blue and white wide striped curtains, the wind blowing Blowing in from the half-open window, gently raised a corner of the curtain and then dangled back down.

He just stared blankly at the curtain for a full minute, and then jumped up from the bed like a fish, with light gray sheets and quilts under him, a white wardrobe on the left, and a white wardrobe on the right. The window is a black computer desk. In addition to a silver and black laptop, there are also a stack of work materials, a small potted cactus and a half-drunk glass of pure water on the computer desk.

This is my bedroom.

Ning Zishan let out a heavy breath, dreaming again, he thought, what a long, strange and real dream.

Still a little dizzy in his brain, Ning Zishan raised his hand and squeezed the root of the mountain, then grabbed his phone and glanced at the time - [-]:[-] in the morning.

grass!going to be late!Ning Zishan got up from the bed without thinking about recalling the dream that was more real than ever before, dressed and washed like a war, didn't even care about breakfast, opened the door and rushed out.

As soon as he went out, the door next door opened, and a seventeen-eighteen-year-old short-haired boy walked out, wearing a sportswear, with the sunshine and green vitality unique to his age.

"Morning, new neighbor." The boy grinned at him, brighter than the sun.

New neighbors?Ning Zishan thought, did the old couple next door move?I met yesterday and said hello, and I didn't hear them say they were going to move, so there was no sign at all.

But in front of being late, everything became floating clouds, Ning Zishan didn't have time to think about it, he said casually: "Morning!" and then ran towards the elevator.

"Hey..." The boy shouted behind him, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ning Zishan replied: "I'm going to be late for work!"

Taking the elevator downstairs, Ning Zishan hurried to the subway station.

The sunshine near nine o'clock in the morning of early summer had already brought a bit of poisonous taste, and when Ning Zishan rushed to the entrance of the subway, a thin layer of sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

He walked down the stairs while looking at the time, it was [-]:[-], if he didn't have to wait too long, he should be able to clock in at the end of time.

Going downstairs and queuing up to pass the security check, Ning Zishan slowly moved forward with the line, and after calming down, he suddenly felt a sense of disobedience that he had been ignoring all along.

It's so quiet, today's subway station is not as noisy as it used to be, it's so quiet that you can even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Those who bought tickets, went through the security check, and waited for the train, including the subway staff, all looked numb. They were like machines fulfilling their obligations, playing their roles dutifully following the established procedures.

Ning Zishan followed the team forward, put the bag on the track of the security inspection machine, looked up and met the security inspector's eyes, and seemed to see her face suddenly distorted, like a scene of unstable signal.

what's the situation? !Ning Zishan's eyes widened. In less than a second, the security inspector's face returned to normal. She waved at Ning Zishan, signaling him to leave quickly.

Ning Zishan came back to his senses, walked through the security gate and picked up his bag, still couldn't help but sneak a look at the security inspector from the corner of his eye, there was nothing unusual, just like the moment just now was just Ning Zishan's blurred vision.

If it was normal, Ning Zishan would definitely think that it was his dizziness, but after experiencing the dream last night, Ning Zishan had a subconscious vigilance against all abnormalities.

This is the sense of crisis that the man with the misty eyes taught him in the dream.

Did you really wake up?A question suddenly popped into his head, Ning Zishan couldn't help but startled, the next second he withdrew his hand ready to swipe his card, and was just about to turn around with his bag in hand, when a low and deep voice suddenly came from behind: "Don't you want to go there?"

Ning Zishan suddenly turned his head and saw a long line behind him. The man at the head was very tall, almost two meters tall. He looked down at Ning Zishan, who blocked his retreat like a hill, numb Repeated: "Don't you want to pass?"

"Yes." Ning Zishan said, "Excuse me, I want to leave here."

When the man heard Ning Zishan's request, instead of moving, he grinned at him.

To be honest, Ning Zishan didn't know whether to call that expression "smiling", because when a man made an action, except for his mouth, all the muscles of his face didn't move at all. It felt like being on a carrot or a potato. A gap was cut with a knife, which was both weird and terrifying.

"Don't you want to pass?" The man pressed him persistently: "Don't you want to pass?"

"Don't you want to go there?"

"Don't you want to go there?"

"Don't you want to go there?"

These seven words are like a powerful contagious virus, which quickly infected the long line behind the man and even the entire subway station. All of a sudden, men and women repeated these seven words in high or low voices, It's like a drop of water dripping into a hot oil pan, making the silent subway station boil up!

This is not normal. If Ning Zishan had only doubted it before, he can now be sure that it is absolutely not normal!

The man grinned, the original question had turned into a nearly broken roar, and he began to forcefully squeeze towards the gate.

Ning Zishan used his arms to cover his chest against the man, and his back was quickly squeezed against the gate. The man's strength was very strong, like a bull, as if trying to squeeze him to death at the gate.

The gate at the back made an overwhelmed "click" sound, and the entire subway station was filled with howls of "don't you want to pass?", which almost drove Ning Zishan crazy.

"Go away!" Ning Zishan yelled and smashed the bag in his hand on the man's face, and the man took half a step back after being hit by him. Ning Zishan took the opportunity to swipe the subway card on the gate, "Drip "With a soft sound, the gate opened, and Ning Zishan immediately lost his support on his back, fell over and sat down on the ground.

At that moment, all the yelling stopped abruptly, the gate closed, and the man did not chase after him. His face regained that numb expression, like a machine suddenly cut off, staring straight at Ning Zi. good.

Panting heavily, Ning Zishan got up from the ground in panic, and ran to the platform without looking back.

There was not a single passenger on the platform, and the tunnel behind the safety screen door stretched blackly to both sides, like a monster's throat, waiting to swallow something.

The pale light hit the face of the model on the billboard, and the bright red lips seemed to be dripping blood in the next second, which was scary like a ghost.

Ning Zishan sat down on the waiting chair, propped his elbows on his thighs, and slowly hugged his head.

What the hell is going on with all this?Are you still dreaming?He obviously woke up in his own bed this morning, so could it be a dream?Didn't Raphael say that you can wake up after completing the dungeon mission?Why are you still in a dream?

Raphael...

The smoky gray eyes flashed in Ning Zishan's mind, and he stood up abruptly from the chair. If he hadn't woken up, would Raphael still be in the dream? If he could be found...

But where to find it?Ning Zishan sighed. Judging from the settings of the previous dungeon, Raphael must be possessed by other NPCs just like him. Even if they face each other now, they may not be able to recognize each other.

Ning Zishan regretted it a little. It would be good to at least hear his real name before leaving. With such a person who doesn't know his appearance or name, looking for a stranger is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's impossible.

Where should we go next?It was impossible to go back the same way, he couldn't get out of this station at all, those strange people were obviously driving him to the platform, how could he let him out.But you can't stay on the platform forever.

Just when Ning Zishan was struggling, a beam of light projected from the depths of the tunnel, and accompanied by a rumbling sound, the subway roared and stopped firmly on the platform.

After three rhythmic beeps, the car door slowly slid open in front of Ning Zishan.

Is this to get yourself into the car?

Ning Zishan stood by the subway door, hesitated for a moment, then raised his leg and walked up.

No matter what, I have only one way to go, right? Let's see where this subway will take me.

The rhythmic beep sounded again, the doors closed, and the subway slowly slid out of the platform.

There was no one in the carriage, Ning Zishan looked around, there were only rows of empty seats, and the handrails hanging from the roof swayed from side to side following the rhythm of the subway, like hanging young corpses.

The empty and closed environment can easily bring people a strong sense of anxiety and oppression. It hasn't been long since the subway left, and Ning Zishan already regrets getting on the train. If there is any danger here, wouldn't he be unarmed? portion of slaughter.

Fortunately, Ning Zishan's worries were just overthinking. When the subway drew near and the doors opened again, nothing unusual happened in the carriage.

Ning Zishan heaved a sigh of relief and walked out of the carriage.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, the safety door behind him closed in response, the subway drove away, and there was no escape route. Ning Zishan could only observe the surrounding environment first.

This is a rather dilapidated subway station, almost a replica of the one he got on, but it seems to have been abandoned, the lighting equipment is on and off due to the aging of the lines, and the original white walls are now covered with various paintings of unknown meaning doodles.

The glass of the billboard was shattered, and half of the model's poster was torn off from the upper half, leaving only a pair of blood-red lips, which contrasted sharply with the dirty wall.

The metal waiting chairs under the billboard are crooked and crooked, the surface has long lost the brightness of the metal, compared to the floor tiles are much cleaner, but there are cracks in the east and west, exposing the black cement underneath, looking like a piece of ugly scars.

A proper horror movie scene, Ning Zishan even wondered if a large group of zombies would burst out from the corner in the next second.

As a result, just as he finished thinking, there was a sudden "boom" from the security door behind him, as if someone had slapped it heavily.

Ning Zishan shrank his neck in fright, and cursed inwardly, there can't really be zombies!

He turned his head cautiously, only to see a bloody handprint imprinted on the transparent glass door, and the next second there was another "boom", and a blood-stained hand slapped next to the bloody handprint, and the lighting went off immediately, Ning Zi Shan Shan's whole heart was immediately lifted into his throat.

Two seconds later, the lights turned on again, and a rotten face that was beyond recognition came into his sight just opposite Ning Zishan.

"Damn!" Ning Zishan cursed in a low voice, staggering back a few steps.

Maybe it was because it used too much force, the rotten flesh on the face that was already crumbling was covered with glass, the pale bones were faintly visible in the rotten flesh, and it had blackened teeth. Even through the glass, Ning Zishan seemed to be able to Smell that disgusting rancid smell.

Ning Zishan had never seen such a disgusting scene at such a close distance. He thought he had practiced invulnerability to a hundred poisons in the last instance, but he did not expect the rotting corpse to be even more lethal. Vomited twice.

At this moment, there was another "boom", and the second zombie appeared behind the security door, followed by the third, and the fourth... more and more zombies appeared from the dark tunnel, like moths to the flame. He slammed into the safety door, and he didn't care about the broken limbs flying around.

After vomiting, Ning Zishan quickly adapted to the form of zombies. Looking at the deformed faces squeezed on the glass, he thought that fortunately there was a safety door blocking it. Such thick glass should not be broken. Bar.

As a result, as soon as he finished thinking, the safety door was knocked out with a crack.

Ning Zishan's heart trembled heavily along with the cracks, he almost scolded his mother, others have a crow's mouth, but is he a crow's brain?

In less than a second, the crack spread out in the form of a spider web. I am afraid that the zombies will break through it within a minute. Ning Zishan does not think that these zombies are vegetarians. He no longer hesitates, and runs towards the exit go.

Before running a few steps, there was a loud cracking sound from behind, the security door was breached, and the howls of zombies sounded from behind one after another, and the strong rancid smell was like exploding smoke|bombs, instantly occupying the entire subway station .

Ning Zishan glanced back, and there were dense crowds of zombies squeezing out from behind the shattered security door. The scene was as hot as a fan chasing a star, and he was almost holding a light sign and a fluorescent stick in his hand.

He made a little estimate, and there were at least a hundred of them.

Ning Zishan didn't dare to stop, and ran towards the gate.

Half of the crimson gate on the gate was drooping, while the other half was still firmly supported. Ning Zishan rushed over, with his hands directly on both sides, kicked his feet, and jumped over the gate.

The moment he landed, something seemed to hook his back, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the gate with a "bang".

Ning Zishan paused for a moment, then looked back, it turned out that the zombies behind him had caught up at some point. If he hadn't been caught by the gate, he might have been thrown down by the zombies by now.

Cold sweat fell from the corner of his forehead. He didn't observe the zombie's mobility, but now it seemed that they were undoubtedly running faster than himself.

Ning Zishan didn't dare to dawdle any longer, and hurriedly ran towards the exit while the zombies were still piled up at the gate.

There won't be zombies guarding the exit.

As soon as Ning Zishan finished thinking about it, he wished he could pull his brain out and throw it into the trash can, because before he got to the bottom of the stairs, he heard howling from the corner.

Have you forgotten what you think about your physique now?Still dare to think nonsense.

Ning Zishan couldn't help being annoyed, so what should he do now?Just rush out and rush upstairs before the zombies react?

No, I can't see how many zombies are on the stairs here. If there are as densely packed as behind them, wouldn't I be a sheep?

More and more zombies swarmed from behind, the gate made an overwhelmed crisp sound, and it seemed that it could not be stopped. Ning Zishan looked around anxiously, and suddenly saw a not-so-wide passage, and at the end of the passage was an unobstructed The elevator, the display board is still on, it seems to be working.

There was no time to hesitate, Ning Zishan turned directly into the aisle, pressed the elevator, God was not so wicked as to watch him on the leash, the elevator was working, and just as the door opened a crack, he dodged in and slipped in. With one finger Zen, he poked randomly at the door close button.

The moment the elevator doors closed, he saw a huge army of zombies chasing them out from the subway station.

This time Ning Zishan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he forced himself to let go of his mind, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and exhaled heavily, the elevator lifted to the ground, the car door opened, Ning Zishan didn't rush out Instead, he leaned against the wall of the elevator car and looked out, making sure that there were no zombies on the ground before he dared to get out of the elevator.

But as soon as he stood firmly, Ning Zishan was stunned again.

In front of him, there were no tall buildings, no plants, and no heavy traffic. What was there was only a chaotic barrenness and gray-white fog that seemed to be alive.

What the hell is going on?

Ning Zishan turned around in a panic, and the subway station behind him disappeared, replaced by a huge building soaring into the sky.

It was like a tombstone pierced from the sky|into the ground, Ning Zishan stood in front of it as insignificant as an ant, he couldn't see the top floor of it even his head hurt, the upper part was completely covered by a gray mist.

Ning Zishan couldn't help muttering: "What's the matter this time?"

"This is the dormitory for you dreamers." A somewhat frivolous voice sounded in Ning Zishan's ear.

It didn't sound like a dangerous place, Ning Zishan heaved a sigh of relief, and said casually, "Oh..."

It was only after he finished speaking that he realized that he hadn't seen a single figure since he came out of the subway station, so who was talking to him now? !

Ning Zishan turned his head suddenly, and saw a man wrapped in a black robe, a hood, and a red lion-faced long-nosed mask standing close behind him.

Ning Zishan was startled at first, and quickly ran away to the side, and then said joyfully, "Mr. Dream!"

"Mr. Dream? Is this the name you gave us? It's really interesting." The man's smiling voice came from behind the mask: "But I hope you can call me Dreamer."

Whether it is Mr. Dream or Ning Zishan, the dream officer, he doesn't care, he just wants to get out of this weird dream.

"Oh, that's right!" The Dreaming Officer continued: "Just before you came here, I played a little game with you. I will play this little game with every newcomer I introduce into the dream. How about it? ,How do you like it?"

"Games?" Ning Zishan suddenly had a bad feeling: "Could you be talking about the ones I encountered at the subway station?"

"Yes, yes!" Xingmengguan's voice was full of joy, and he asked again: "Do you like it?"

"I like it..." Ning Zishan had twitching veins on his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "Your size!"

This is definitely not a tone that I like to use, and the dream officer said dejectedly: "It's a pity that I only have one head, and I like it very much, so I can't give it to you."

Ning Zishan raised his forehead, he felt that he could no longer communicate with this strange guy.

"I want to leave here." Ning Zishan said bluntly: "I want to go back to the real world, you take me back."

Xingmeng officer spread his hands: "I can't do it."

Ning Zishan suddenly became angry: "You brought me here! You locked me in a dark dream, and pushed me into a strange world, and now you tell me you can't do it?!"

"It's not that we chose you, but you chose us." Xingmeng officer said seriously: "If you didn't accept that bone puppet, you wouldn't appear here, so everything you encountered today is your own The result of the choice."

What kind of shit logic is this?Ning Zishan raised his brows, he will never pick up leaflets or giveaways randomly in the future.

"But you still have a chance to leave." Dreamwalker said in a relaxed tone again: "As long as you can gather all the 'colors' of the puppet, it can fulfill one of your wishes, including leaving here."

"Color?" Ning Zishan asked: "What is that? Who is 'it'?"

"It's the 'color' of the bone puppet." Xingmeng officer didn't answer the second question, but said: "The 'color' that can color the bone puppet."

It was only then that Ning Zishan remembered that the gift he had received was indeed pure white.

"Then how do we collect 'colors'?" Ning Zishan asked.

"The 'Color' is scattered in every dream fragment." The dream officer said: "What do you dreamers call it? Oh, by the way, 'duplicate', go to the 'duplicate' to find it, if you If you're smart enough and lucky enough, you should be able to collect enough in no time."

After speaking, Xingmeng officer raised his hand and swiped in the air, and then a black door appeared out of nowhere, he stepped a leg into the door, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Ning Zishan: "Although it's a bit late Yes, but I still want to say something to you - welcome to the world of dreams, Ning Zishan, I wish you good luck."

Xingmengguan left, and the black door also disappeared with him. There was no one in front of the village or in the back of the store. Ning Zishan knew that he had no choice but to take a deep breath and walk towards the gate of the building.

The doors are two wooden doors with clouds and strange animals carved on them. They look very solid. Ning Zishan can't tell what the material is, but it seems to be quite expensive.

What did Xingmeng officer just say?This is the dormitory of the dreamers. If all the dreamers gather here, will Raphael be there?

Would he recognize himself if the two met?

After all, he was the first friend he met after he came to this world. Thinking that he might be able to meet him again, Ning Zishan couldn't help feeling a little hopeful in his heart.

But if they really meet again, Ning Zishan hopes that it will be after he has calmed down.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, some old door hinges made a short creaking sound, and a luxuriously decorated and brightly lit hall appeared in front of him.

The hall was more lively than he had imagined. There were supermarkets, restaurants, coffee shops, bars, shopping streets, gyms, and even a huge entertainment room. Through the transparent glass, Ning Zishan could see all kinds of game equipment inside. , It's like a large leisure and entertainment center.

A group of people gathered together in twos and threes, eating or drinking tea or chatting. When they heard the noise, they just glanced at the door casually, and then went back to themselves.

Ning Zishan was walking in while looking around, when suddenly someone patted his shoulder, Ning Zishan turned his head, and a bright smiling face came into view, the man grinned his big white teeth, and said energetically: "Yo ! New neighbor, you are back."

"Are you late for work?" The boy looked at him teasingly.

It was the boy who greeted him at the door in the morning.

Ning Zishan: "Uh..."

"Haha, I was just joking with you." The young man smiled and said, "Your luck is really bad enough. The Dream Walker who escorted you is notoriously fond of teasing people, and many newcomers have been bullied by him." The boy said with a happy expression on his face: "Fortunately, he wasn't the one who picked me up. By the way, my name is Meng Shi. What's your name?"

"Ning Zishan." Ning Zishan said with black lines all over his head, "Is there not only one dreamer in this world?"

"It should be, unless the dreamer here has schizophrenia." Meng Shi said: "Anyway, the guy I met is a cold guy. When he can answer one word when he speaks, he will never say a second more. Unchanging intonation, not even willing to hand out a single punctuation mark."

As soon as he talked about his dream-walking officer Meng Shi, he complained a lot, and after a lot of complaints, he continued: "But I haven't seen him since then, I heard that only by collecting all the 'colors' Then they will appear again. Oh, by the way, you didn’t know where your room was when you first came here, so I’ll take you back.”

Ning Zishan said: "Okay, I'm sorry."

"What's the trouble? You're my neighbor!" After all, he was still a seventeen-eight-year-old boy, lively and enthusiastic. He took Ning Zishan into the elevator and pressed the floor: "Our room is on the 16th floor. If you have any questions, you can ask me, as long as I know, I can tell you."

Of course there are problems, Ning Zishan has a stomach full of problems now, and he is about to explode, he first asked after a little thought: "The dreamer said that this is the dormitory for the dreamers, does it mean that all the dreamers live here? "

"I don't know." Meng Shi shook his head: "You can also see that this place is so big that not everyone likes to stay in the lobby, and the people here are like sand and stones sinking at the bottom of the water, one batch at a time. Most of them are taken away by the flowing water before they even have time to settle down, and you never know how long the face you accidentally remembered will appear, maybe one day when you think about it again, you will find that you haven’t seen him for a long time.”

Ning Zishan was deeply touched by this, just like the dungeon he experienced just now, in the end only himself, Raphael and Montboron survived, he didn't know how many players there were, most of them still It disappeared without a struggle.

At this time, the elevator dinged and arrived at the 16th floor.

Ning Zishan came out of the elevator and found that this place was like a hotel room corridor. There were three rooms on the left and right sides of the corridor, and the same on the opposite side. There were twelve rooms in total. On the walls with golden wallpaper and the camel-colored carpet with red background, the feet are soft and there is no sound at all.

"Here we are." Meng Shi walked to the door of the second room next to the elevator and stopped; "You live here," he said, pointing to the first room next to him, "I'm next to you."

After waiting for a while, Meng Shi asked, "Why don't you go in?"

Ning Zishan said embarrassingly, "I don't have a key."

"Pfft..." Meng Shi laughed suddenly: "The door here does not need a key, your room, unless you are dead, only you can open it."

The moment the door opened, Ning Zishan seemed to have returned to the small apartment he rented himself. The dark blue fabric sofa, black and white iron coffee table and blue and white curtains, all the decorations were exactly the same as his real room. It just lacks the breath of living life, just like a model house waiting to be visited.

"So your house is like this." Meng Shi walked in unceremoniously, sat down on the sofa, and looked around curiously, whether it was a tone of disappointment or emotion.

Ning Zishan laughed at himself and said, "Before I entered this world, I was a social animal with a [-]-[-] job. I have to work overtime from time to time. What fun can there be?"

"It's actually pretty good." Meng Shi said, "It looks very warm."

Ning Zi smiled and sat down on another sofa. Even though he knew it was fake, the familiar environment still made him relax a lot.

"Can you tell me about the 'color' mentioned earlier?" Ning Zishan asked: "How do we collect such ethereal things?"

Meng Shi was surprised, "Didn't your dreamer tell you the rules?"

Ning Zishan said: "He only told me that as long as I collect all the 'colors' of the bone puppets, I can get a chance to make a wish, and I can make a wish and leave here."

After hearing this, Meng Shi complained: "Wow! Your dream officer is really perfunctory, did you offend him?"

Ning Zishan thought for a while and said, "Does it count as saying you don't like his little games but like his head?"

Meng Shi's expression suddenly became indescribable.

Ning Zishan spread his hands: "I'm just joking."

Meng Shi: "..." It's not funny at all.

"Forget it, let me tell you." Meng Shidao: "The 'colors' are limbs, torso, head, and eyes. In this world, there is a forced dream once a month, but not every time you dream, you will get it." "Color", "Color" is more difficult to obtain as you go to the back, just like playing a game to brush materials, if you want to go out early, you need to frequently brush "Copy"."

Ning Zishan nodded, and asked again: "Then how do you usually fall asleep?"

"Just put your bone puppet under the pillow when you want to fall asleep." After Meng Shi finished speaking, he suddenly put on a serious expression: "But you'd better keep your bone puppet carefully, because the 'color' is also It can be taken away, and once the 'color' of the corresponding part is taken away, you will no longer be able to obtain the 'color' of that part, which means that you will not be able to leave here for the rest of your life."

"Steal?" Ning Zishan frowned: "What's the use of stealing other people's 'color'?"

"Compared to taking risks in dungeons, isn't it safer to snatch others' ready-made ones?" Meng Shi said contemptuously, "However, once such people are caught, they can be 'lynched', and usually end badly. "

After speaking, he gave Ning Zishan a meaningful look, as if to warn him not to try to follow such crooked ways.

Ning Zishan nodded and said, "I see, thank you."

"They all said you're welcome! We are neighbors!" Meng Shiyi said with a bright face, "And I like you quite a bit. This is probably called a close eye."

Infected by his cheerful personality, Ning Zishan couldn't help but also smiled: "You know this place so well, have you been here for a long time?"

"Only half a year." Meng Shi replied.

Ning Zishan was slightly surprised: "Then how many times have you entered the dungeon?"

Meng Shi made a gesture of six: "Six times."

That is once a month. Although the frequency is not high, but he can survive six copies, it seems that this boy is not easy.

"You don't often enter dungeons?" Ning Zishan asked again: "Don't you want to leave here?"

"Why do you want to leave?" Meng Shi asked back: "Here you can eat, drink, and play, and you are free. You don't have to worry about anything. It is simply a utopia in your dreams. Why do you want to leave?"

Ning Zishan said: "But your parents and friends are still in reality, they must..."

"I don't need that kind of thing!" Meng Shi interrupted him suddenly, like a little lion who was stimulated, his expression became extremely angry.

Ning Zishan was dumb, and after a long while, he slowly said: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't lecture you when I don't understand anything."

Hearing the other party's apology, Meng Shi's tense expression began to gradually relax, and he said a little stiffly: "I shouldn't be angry with you, I know you mean well."

Ning Zishan smiled, and felt that Meng Shi was like his younger brother in the rebellious period. Although he did not have a younger brother, he felt that if he had a younger brother, he would be like Meng Shi, young, sharp, passionate, yet soft.

So he raised his hand and rubbed his hairy head.

The boy didn't hide, and smiled back at him a little shyly: "Then I'll go back to my room first, you have a good rest, you are welcome to come and find me next door at any time."

After Meng Shi left, Ning Zishan walked into the bedroom. The porcelain white bone puppet was lying beside his pillow. From a distance, Ning Zishan could also see that its left leg was completely black. The "color" that Ten mentioned was obtained from his first copy.

Ning Zishan picked it up, only glanced at it, and almost threw it out with a shake of his hand—the face of the bone puppet, which was not recognizable before, was exactly the same as his now!

But Ning Zishan quickly calmed down again, and he began to think about what he wanted next.

You don't have to worry about life anymore, you don't have to worry about interpersonal relationships, and you don't have to worry about all kinds of trivial matters. There must be a small number of people who have the same thoughts as Meng Shi, but is this what you want?

Ning Zishan has no doubt that Meng Shi said that there is no shortage of everything here, almost everything is available here. When he went upstairs just now, he saw that although there were no waiters or chefs in the restaurant downstairs, all kinds of delicacies were continuously available from the sitting area. All of their basic desires can be satisfied here.

But these are not what Ning Zishan wants. He always feels that he is like a caged animal, offering delicious food and drink, just to give him a knife when he is the fattest. Serve on the table and become a delicacy in other people's mouths.

Although he still doesn't know who this "other" is, maybe it's the dream traveler, maybe other things that build this dream world, if he doesn't want to put his destiny in the hands of others, he can only resist, even if he can think of it now The way to resist is to dream more and try to leave this weird world as soon as possible.

Ning Zishan has been resting here for a week, and Meng Shi comes to see him almost every day. He has never seen anyone else on the entire floor except the two of them, Ning Zishan. He asked Meng Shi, and Meng Shi told him that he only met Ning Zishan. The door and the room at the other end of the corridor had people coming and going, and the other rooms might not be occupied.

Meng Shi also told Ning Zishan that he was a good-looking man opposite the door, but he was always dragging and pulling, and the man in the room at the end looked very gloomy, and he particularly disliked that gloomy man, but thinking about the two people now Some haven't appeared for almost a week, maybe they died.

life and peace here