don't open your eyes [unlimited]

There was a little cold sweat on Z1's forehead.

Under normal circumstances, a quester who has reached the first level is almost capable of dealing with any humanoid opponent with the assistance of "Cocoon".

The reason why it is limited to humanoid opponents is because in the dream realm, as long as it is a human image, it will be more or less mixed with the projection of the dream master's own consciousness-after all, there are still a small number of people with a purely chaotic standpoint. , the human-shaped projection is more likely to be restricted by certain rules.

Whether they have the ability to get in touch with the "rules" is also the biggest difference between the first-level taskers and the second, third, and fourth-level taskers.

At this level, the strength gap is no longer the number one.More importantly, level [-] quest users have the ability to influence the rules by adjusting their cognition, and then affect the battles that take place in the dream realm.

Although this kind of special rules battle sounds somewhat complicated, it is actually not difficult to operate.

Let’s use a somewhat extreme analogy: the dreamer inadvertently created an omnipotent Ultraman in his dream, who can demolish buildings with his bare hands and shoot lasers to beat monsters.

If you want to defeat this Ultraman according to the opponent's rules, you need at least a dozen skills to be superimposed, consume thousands of energy points, and go through a fierce battle enough to destroy the earth to solve it.

But in fact, there is another simpler method-directly adjust the cognition to intervene in this battle from the perspective of rules.

With Z1's current passing score, he can convince himself that the Ultraman in front of him is actually comparable to an ordinary small boss, and he can solve it without much effort.

And the top ones among the first-level taskers can interfere with cognition and have a reverse impact on the dreamer.

If it was handled by them, the dream would develop into "This Ultraman is not real, just a real actor in tight costumes, this is a special shooting scene, and those seemingly fierce attacks It's just a pyrotechnic effect."

It is said that among the former pioneers, some people could even make the dreamer realize that "there is no Ultraman in the world" through cognitive correction... It's just that this way of dealing with it is a bit too ruthless, so in the early dream processing, I have also been complained many times by crying children.

All in all, the power of "cognition" is far more powerful than imagined in the dream realm, which grows in the subconscious environment.

Z1 is not the most powerful echelon of first-level taskers, but after a lot of simulated training and actual observation, they are already familiar with these knowledge points.

But at this moment, Z1 is vaguely aware of some extremely troublesome situation.

...His cognition seemed to be reversely interfered by this dream.

The moment he was picked up by the owner of the store by his collar, Z1 had already sensed that there was something abnormal in his backstage.

And while the boss was staring at him at close range and yelling those words out loud, the background content that Z1 could see was rapidly decreasing.

In some moments, Z1 even thought in a trance that he was really a liar wandering between the docks and towns.He is idle, cheating and abducting, and only has a severely malnourished and emaciated body. It is impossible for him to be the opponent of the former hunter.

Due to the tension caused by this loss of control, Z1's breathing has become a little short.

Compared to his inability to do what he wants, the owner of the goods store is almost ridiculously strong.

The other party held him with one hand and chatted loudly with others, talking endlessly about his crimes. At least seven or eight minutes had passed, and he didn't even shake his arm at all.

Z1 struggled a few times in vain, trying his best to signal himself to get rid of this unexplained cognitive interference: "I--I'm not..."

The shop owner stopped talking and looked him up and down: "It's not what?"

"What I give you is the reward of those few coins. By the way, I ask you to take the boat ticket to the intersection leading to the passenger terminal, and help me sell it at a high price to make some extra money."

The owner of the goods store pointed at himself, sarcastically said: "You don't want to tell me that I am blind and mistaken. You are not the liar, and you have never cheated me of the ticket, have you?"

Z1 was momentarily speechless: "..."

He just followed the speedrun mode explored by "Cocoon", triggered a dialogue with the NPC, did a series of tasks, and got the boat ticket!

Who knew that the boat tickets were not for them, but those dirty 10-cent and 25-cent coins? !

"I'm warning you, don't think about making up some nonsense to deceive me, let alone try to get close to me."

The owner of the goods store narrowed his eyes dangerously, touched the pistol on his waist, and threatened slowly: "I won't do this, I will just blow half of your head off with one shot."

He blocked what Z1 was trying to explain with one sentence, turned around with Z1's body in his hand, and walked towards the dock.

It was an old abandoned dock, because it was no longer used, and it was full of discarded repair tools and parts, as well as a lot of "domestic garbage" that was completely unrecognizable.In the seawater that came in, there were even a lot of schools of fish hovering between these dark black substances.

Z1's cold sweat has already dripped down.

He doesn't know how the dealer boss plans to deal with him, but he can't let the situation continue to develop—the background of this dream is obviously not a sound modern society ruled by law. trouble.

If that kind of thing really happened, Z1 would probably have to drift soberly in that garbage dump when the background was completely locked in gray and could not trigger any skills until he was forcibly exited from the dream realm due to exhaustion of mental power... …

Z1 made up his mind and was about to turn on the emergency avoidance mode, but suddenly there was a deafening loud noise behind him.

Accompanied by the sudden exclamation from the shore, the wooden box quickly fell apart under the severe impact, smashing a large amount of water.

The owner of the goods store changed his expression suddenly, and suddenly stopped and turned around.

It seems that due to a mistake during loading and unloading, a huge wooden box full of goods was unstable. Before the workers could disassemble and carry it, it suddenly fell heavily into the water.

"Damn it...damn it, damn it!"

The owner of the goods store roared angrily: "Hurry up and move it, there are beans that can't be soaked in water!"

The payment for this batch of goods has already been made, and the ship has already left the port. There is no way to push the loss on the sailors who are responsible for unloading the goods, and it can only be borne by the cargo dealer.

The owner of the goods store threw away Z1 and ran over in a big stride: "Move quickly! Move them to the shore and cut all the bags! Just hang them in the open space, move fast..."

The boss has completely ignored other things, waving his arms and pacing back and forth, constantly urging the workers to speed up.

Z1 suddenly lost control and fell straight to the bottom of the pontoon bridge.

His reaction was also extremely fast. The moment the boss of the goods store let go of his hand, he found that his background had returned to normal.

Z1 quickly turned on the mental power gain, and took a few steps to unload his body.Within an unbelievably short distance, he quickly corrected his posture, took a few steps on the surface of the water in a posture that seemed to be floating on water with ease, and finally stopped on the shore.

The hypnotist standing by the shore quickly stepped forward and reached out to hold Z1's shoulder.

"Be careful, they can't see you here."

The hypnotist pulled Z1 under the pier, and he was still quite shocked by the scene he saw just now: "Is this also your skill? You can learn it after you become a tasker?"

Because he has been partnering with Yan Xun and has done a good job in the private dream processing agency, the hypnotist is actually not very interested in recruitment.

In their view, it's just a formality, just register and get a backstage...Since "cocoon" doesn't mean to impose too many restrictions on these private organizations, what to do after that, or how to do it, is at most quite Yu took a business license.

However, after queuing up several dreamlands in a row tonight, the hypnotist has completely felt the convenience of being an official tasker.

Many problems that require a lot of effort can be solved almost effortlessly with the assistance provided by "cocoon", and those endless skills are more attractive than imagined.

Especially the reaction of Z1 in the limit state just now—the hypnotist suddenly felt that his martial arts dream, which had been completely ended with fractures in both feet and ankles since the age of 12, seemed to have some unexpected opportunities again...

"Yes... a very basic skill, Lv3 can learn and equip it."

Z1 was not in the mood to discuss this for the time being, and frowned tightly, looking around: "Where are Captain Ling and his team members?"

"Over there, wait for a while when the situation stabilizes, let's meet up at the tavern."

The hypnotist said: "It's not convenient for the two of them to come here, let me meet you here."

Z1 was stunned for a few seconds, contacted what had happened, and quickly realized the cause and effect: "They pushed that cargo box down?"

The hypnotist nodded, and handed Z1 half a bottle of gin to suppress the shock: "It's probably like this, we just found out that something is wrong with you..."

……

That situation was so abnormal that even a hypnotist who didn't know much about the situation had already noticed the abnormality of Z1.

The owner of the business firm was indeed very strong and burly. Based on the guns that never left his body, his usual movements and gait, and the undisguised scars on his arms, it was easy to infer that he had experience as a bounty hunter.

But even so, it is impossible for a former hunter who only exists in dreams to wash his hands in a golden basin to easily suppress a first-level tasker without any resistance.

What's more, the performance of Z1 is indeed very strange.

He didn't even make any actions that could be called "resistance".Those futile struggles looked more like the panicked and helpless scratching of a powerless ordinary person in a state of complete bewilderment.

"Mr. Liu."

Z1's mood was a bit complicated: "Thank you for your detailed summary of the situation at that time..."

"You're welcome." The hypnotist waved his hand and continued, "Seeing that you are in danger, Captain Ling immediately took Mr. Zhuang to buy wine."

"..." Z1 didn't hear clearly: "What?"

The hypnotist held up the gin and shook it, and took a sip himself: "I guess they went to inquire about the news - anyway, when they came back, they had already figured out which goods belonged to the dealer. And determined what was inside."

The method of dropping the cargo box into the water can only be used once at most, and it will inevitably arouse suspicion if used again, so try to ensure the effect as much as possible.

The windows of the tavern are facing the pier, and there will always be boring people watching the loading and unloading of goods here to pass the time.

Ling Su took Zhuang Die to inquire around the tavern, and sure enough, he found out the cargo box belonging to the owner of the cargo dealer, and by the way, he found out the type of goods contained in it.

After a brief meeting with the hypnotist, the two sneaked into the pier where the goods were piled up.The hypnotist waited for Z1 to be thrown down by the boss according to the position given by Zhuang Die, and then quickly took Z1 to hide in the opponent's blind spot in time.

"Okay, let's go too."

After the hypnotist explained what happened, half of his body leaned out from under the pier: "The two of them should have been waiting in the tavern... The wine doesn't taste very good."

Because it was the task mentioned by Z1, the hypnotist tasted the so-called "gin" carefully.

Although the wine bottle is very beautiful, and it should feel good to pick it up and hit people, but it tastes like wine mixed with water. I'm afraid it's just scooped up with seawater...

The hypnotist checked carefully and confirmed that the boss has hurriedly led people to dry the soaked beans, and gestured to Z1: "Go this way."

Z1 nodded, put away the background panel he was inspecting, and followed quickly.

Holding the simple map drawn by Zhuang Die in his hand, the hypnotist led Z1 to turn left and right in the middle of several dry and wet docks while checking back and forth for confirmation, and successfully circled out of the range of the pontoon bridge.

The tavern is not far from the exit of this road, and the cargo terminal is just at the two ends of the "Y".The distance between the two is not far, and through the window of the tavern, you can just see the ships entering and leaving the pier.

The hypnotist led Z1 into the tavern, and as expected, Ling Su and Zhuang Die were already sitting by the window.

Seeing those two people, Z1 showed some shame on his face: "Captain Ling."

It was obvious that he should lead these people out of this dream, but as a result, not only changes happened one after another, Z1 himself even fell into danger by accident, so Ling Su and Zhuang Die had to find a way to save him.

Z1 didn't know how to explain it for a moment, and after a long while, he whispered: "What happened just now..."

"It doesn't matter." Ling Su was considerate for a rare time, and took the lead before he finished speaking, "Sit down, we have something to confirm."

Z1 immediately nodded and said, "No problem."

He sat down across the wooden table and added, "Even if you don't ask, I'm going to tell you everything I know."

Although this kind of behavior actually violated the internal regulations, in the current situation, it is obviously not important whether the rules are violated or not.

So far, all developments in this dream realm have been completely separated from the clues known to Z1.

Ling Su nodded, and pushed a glass of wine over with one hand, motioning for the other party to speak first.

"According to the complete clues I got... It is not difficult to leave this dream."

Z1 is not good at drinking, shook his head, pondered for a moment before opening his mouth: You already know the first few steps - take the rail train to the pier, and find the business owner to take the task. "

Z1 flipped through the notes in the backstage: "Moving things is the easiest job, as long as you have strength, people who buy muffins must be fast. Be careful not to mess with anyone in the tavern, the boss and all the bartenders here are all They are pirates, they come to sell alcohol in the off-season..."

It was only when he said this that he suddenly realized that he sat up straight and looked at the three glasses of wine and the glass of special non-alcoholic lemon mint soda in front of him with some astonishment.

That wooden table has been around for some years, and it is made of white hardwood that has been treated with heavy pressure and soaking in water for a long time.

Z1 was full of thoughts just now, and didn't think about what the hypnotist said, and then he suddenly realized: "Captain Ling, is there any change in the tavern?"

According to the clues obtained by Z1, this tavern is a veritable black shop.Although they also sell alcohol, the "serious business" they run is actually selling stolen goods, and the prices for treasures robbed at sea during peak seasons are all set here.

Even the bosses of the business firm have avoided this place. When they asked them to buy gin, they would specifically explain that they must be polite and must give the other party enough tips, otherwise some "quite troublesome events" may be triggered...

"If you say that, it should not be."

Ling Su recalled: "When we came to inquire about the news, any bartender knew the ins and outs of the goods on the dock, and even the price."

Since he was born as a pirate, this high level of professionalism is well explained.

"You guys still talked to their bartender?" Z1 was even more astonished, "Did the tavern owner do nothing?"

The clues clearly indicate that if you try to strike up a conversation with the bartender without authorization, the owner of the tavern will treat it as a private transaction, and rush over to "teach me a lesson" with the Fischer sword that the pirates are proud of.

The tavern never pays on credit. It is said that many peddlers who tried to trade privately, or poor ghosts who cheated and drank without paying, would be pressed on the table by the tavern owner, and they would use the sharp Fisher sword chop off a finger...

"At that time, he rushed over with a broad sword, so he wanted to chop off our fingers?"

Ling Su and Zhuang Die exchanged glances, nodded and murmured, "No wonder you're so imposing..."

When inquiring about the news with the bartender, they did encounter the tavern owner rushing towards him with a sword in his hand.

However, after Zhuang Die quickly took out the unplugged chainsaw and said hello to the other party, the tavern owner suddenly became friendly and gave them a large bottle of gin for free.

"These are also free. You can also order fruit plates and snacks. We are choosing when you come."

Ling Su rubbed the little curly hair beside him, and put the only glass of non-alcoholic drink in front of Zhuang Die.

He poured the pile of cut fruit into it, shook a glass of sea salt cheese milk cap, and somehow conjured a straw, bent it into a heart shape and inserted it carefully.

Zhuang Die took the initiative to choose mint leaves and a small paper umbrella from the choices given by Ling Su, and took a sip of his special drink: "The owner of the firm lacks a little finger on his left hand, so he chopped it off?"

Z1 paused for a moment, with a slightly unnatural expression on his face: "...it should be."

He didn't notice any abnormality in the left hand of the business owner at all... But considering the plot before and after, this is probably the reason why the business owner reminded them to be polite when they came to the tavern.

Thinking of this, Z1's heart suddenly sank, and he looked around vigilantly.

After analyzing it in this way, the threat of this tavern is even greater than that of the business owner.

These pirates specially chose to open a tavern here in order to keep an eye on the goods at the pier. Once they found any good goods that caught their eye, they would secretly make a move.

And the owner of the firm probably didn't really want to buy some gin, but paid the protection fee in this way, so that his goods could be let go by these people.

"Cocoon" gives the safest route.And once you take the wrong branch line, you may become enemies with all the pirates hidden in the tavern in an instant...

"Relax." Ling Su rubbed his neck, "People here are very friendly and easy to get along with."

He embraced Zhuang Die's shoulder, turned the scalpel back and forth between his left fingers twice, let go of it quickly, and shot straight at a bartender who was spying this way.

With a cold light on the blade, it firmly nailed the peaked cap on the opponent's head to the bar.

Ling Su then turned around and greeted the boss who was frozen behind the counter.

He stretched out his hand, took the scalpel that the bartender respectfully sent back, and handed the menu to Z1: "How about it, do you want some freshly fried French fries?"

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