The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 517 Dreams Are Changing (Second)

"What is a dreamer? 》

A topic on hummingbirds got a lot of people thinking.

Under this topic, there are many videos including Garuda's video. These videos are shot by different people, appear in different places, and are in different countries.

The only thing in common is that they all mentioned the word 'dreamers'.

And the reason why this topic has attracted the attention of many people is because the owner of that account offered a high price reward for all the information about the dreamer.

The reward is as high as one million eagle yuan, and a piece of information is worth one million eagle yuan!

Under the huge gimmick, of course, it attracted countless onlookers, and at the same time, it also attracted the attention of some dreamers.

Soon, the first dreamer appeared in a hummingbird and told what happened to him.

"It was a day more than ten days ago. I played games all day and lay down to sleep... I don't know how I got into that dream, but it wasn't a beautiful dream... …”

"The people in the dream are very fierce, even more abominable than the enforcers of the Golden Eagle Kingdom. They oppressed me fiercely, stole my wealth, and broke my legs! God, I didn't do anything, just When I greeted a beautiful lady, I just held her hand..."

"Barbaric, fierce, uncivilized! They are all a group of savages, God, you don't know what happened to me, there are corpses on the road, wild dogs are eating corpses, killing people everywhere..."

"God, I beg you to save your most devout believer. I haven't closed my eyes for three days. When I close my eyes, I will have that nightmare..."

The appearance of a suspected dreamer quickly resonated with a large number of people, especially when the first person received a million-dollar reward, the second and the third appeared...

However, what surprised countless people was that this group of dreamers were extremely miserable, many of them couldn't even get enough to eat, and even more died in their dreams.

But even if they died in the dream, they would still have a dream when they went to sleep, and it would be much worse than the first time.

The appearances of the miserable dreamers one after another, while selling the miserable ones, also revealed a layer of mystery of the dreamers.

A time ratio with reality is 30:1, 100% real, and it may even return with power, like a "dream" that only appears in movies, novels, and comics.

Let countless people express envy.

This is almost equivalent to extending a person's life thirty times, and can witness another completely different world, what kind of good fortune is this?

What an adventure?

"Crossing horses and swords, a thousand pieces of gold are like dung, wearing a blue shirt and walking on a dangerous peak, accompanied by beauties, stepping on the moon to seek fragrance, such a world, such a world..."

"Thirty times the time, I can live less than a hundred years, rounded up, it is three thousand years!"

"I'm curious, a group of 'non-white' people can go, why can't this hero go? Ah~~"

"Hate!"

Immediately, a group of dreamers who sold miserably were sprayed into dogs, and everyone thought that they had wasted such a precious opportunity and wished to go by themselves.

Especially when going out over the wall, or seeing countless Daxuan netizens who reposted it, his eyes are red with jealousy.

A group of 'non-white' brothers can get in, but they can't get in, and they have no way to go. How can they not beat their chests and feet.

Not to mention the sky-defying effect of bringing back the power, and not to mention that a night's sleep can increase your lifespan by ten days, just a 100% real 'dream game' that does not affect your study and work can make countless people envy and envy hate it.

It is a pity that even Daxuan and Jinying, who have such powerful computing power as artificial intelligence, are unable to deduce what conditions are used to select dreamers in the 'Dream of King Power'.

Is it really random?

......

"Whoo~"

The slightly turbid air flow flew out like a sword from the open door, wafting and flying for dozens of meters, condensing and not dispersing.

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, the events that had happened in the world in the last ten days had flowed through his mind, and the voice of the three-hearted blue soul boy also sounded at the right time:

"Mr. Monster, I've watched you for thirteen days..."

Perhaps because An Qisheng resisted Russell's first repression, the three-hearted blue soul boy's attitude towards An Qisheng seemed more gentle.

"Your aura is getting stronger day by day, and the scope of your influence is getting bigger and bigger. This kind of progress is really enviable."

The three-hearted blue soul boy said.

In the past 13 days, it was the only one that witnessed An Qisheng's progress.

It can clearly feel what kind of changes have taken place in An Qisheng. This change is not only physical, but also affects the whole world.

If it was said that more than ten days ago, An Qisheng's breath was scattered all over the planet, but now, the countless stars are already connected.

It's like a big net.

If all the loopholes above the 'big net' can be filled, he will become the uncrowned king of this planet, in the words of this planet.

It is the King of God, the God, the God of Creation.

Every move can cause changes in celestial phenomena, vicissitudes of life, the birth and death of species, and the process of biological evolution.

In the Great Forest Realm, or the Witch God Realm, it is already possible for such a person to be promoted from the 'short-lived species' to the 'long-lived species'.

Even, there is enough time, opportunity, and the possibility of becoming an 'undead species'.

"It's a matter of course, what's there to envy?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He is not as amazing and talented as Gu Changfeng, not counting the day and night deductions in the dream, it has already been more than 150 years.

To have such an achievement is indeed not to be envied.

Just like picking up money on the ground, it is naturally enviable. The same money is earned by twisting steel bars on a construction site exposed to the scorching sun for a month, and no one will be envious.

"In these thirteen days, more than ten people have come to see you, and there have been a lot of phone calls..."

The three-hearted blue soul boy jumped out, and with a flick from the air, he pulled out a 'wave' that was invisible to ordinary people.

boo~

With a flick of the three-hearted blue soul boy, the 'wave' disappeared into nothingness, and the carrier of any information was as familiar to it as hands and feet:

"I followed your tone, replied the message, and answered the phone."

huh~

An Qisheng got up slowly, and many pictures flowed in the depths of his eyes:

"The way is a little more urgent, but there is no way."

With the spread of the Qi seeds and the condensation of the planet's magnetic field, his perception of the world has become much stronger.

The emergence of a new force, no matter how good or bad, will inevitably collide with the old order until it merges, or destroys one of them.

This step, he originally planned to do it slowly, in ten or twenty years, but unfortunately, Russell launched it ahead of schedule and the Gate of Xenomorphism came, and he had to do it.

But he has already done it, and he naturally has nothing to regret. He can only control it slowly.

Fortunately, this dreamer is not randomly selected, and because of his own mechanism, he will not choose too heinous people.

After a period of turmoil, there will eventually be a return to calm.

"At least crushed Russell."

The three-hearted blue soul boy flapped his wings and comforted softly: "Mr. Monster, without you, the creatures on the entire planet at this time will be pulled into the nightmare and suffer the baptism of despair by the Nightmare Legion again and again."

also saved me.

The three-hearted blue soul boy is a little fortunate. If An Qisheng can't resist Russell, it must be doomed.

"The crackdown is too early to tell."

An Qisheng only said one sentence, then grabbed Lan Lingtong and shoved it into the dream: "A complete dream must have its own rules, and all creatures in the dream must follow these rules, just look at the rules, you Is it possible to defeat and suppress the Hydra?"

Lan Lingtong was still struggling subconsciously, but when he heard the words "suppress Hydra", he immediately calmed down and let An Qisheng put him into the dream.

hum~

An Qisheng looked sideways, and saw that the 'Idol of King Power', which was the carrier of the dream, was buzzing constantly, and it seemed a little overwhelmed.

The material is too poor, even with the blessing of the aura, it is not an easy thing to seal the giant snake.

"Russell."

An Qisheng stretched his arms and felt his heart swell.

In the final analysis, the dream is based on his 'sacred flower'. Everything that happens in the dream, whether good or bad, is a kind of tempering for his spirit.

Although the consumption is large, the benefits to him are not small.

Especially that Russell, although it has been greatly weakened, its divine will is unprecedentedly tyrannical. Even if it is divided into countless parts and stuffed in the 'Royal Dream' for many years, it has also caused a great burden on his mind. .

If you want to completely suppress it, you need to strike it in the dream, weaken it little by little, until it is completely suppressed, or eliminated!

......

Huhuhu~

In the endless stream of information, spirit, and images, Russell follows the flow.

Nightmare Rule 1: Follow the rules of your nightmare.

As a descendant of the Nightmare Hydra, Russell has no shortage of experience in fighting with the same kind, and he knows this truth deeply.

The collapse of any dream must begin with the subtleties.

It was already unrealistic for him at this time to destroy the dream, which was obviously formed by the spirits of countless short-lived species.

Because this world is an extraordinary desert, and there is no soil for extraordinary existence. Once both loses, it is very likely that he will be irreversible, and he can only return to his ancestral land in despair.

And this, for any descendant of Nightmare Hydra, is a path more unwilling to choose than death.

Russell spat out a letter with a grim expression on his face: "I'll let you know how terrible it is to pull the descendant of the great nightmare into a dream."

boom!

The complicated picture, the long river of spiritual convergence slapped down heavily, and Russell did not make any resistance and let it drown himself.

Trance.

dark.

confusion.

narrow.

piping hot.

Suddenly, Russell woke up.

As soon as he sensed it, he frowned. He was stuffed into an extremely weak body, and it was a dead body that was about to rot under the scorching sun!

"Such a method is ridiculous..."

Russell took a deep breath and felt a faint, familiar air in the hot air of this desert.

A dream with extraordinary soil?

Russell didn't make any extra moves~www.readwn.com~ looked up into the distance.

This is a boundless desert, with gusts of wind whistling everywhere, yellow sand filling the sky, without any trace, and it seems that there is nothing that can threaten him.

Divine will is pulled into the nightmare, and it will not cause any damage. Only when the emotions fluctuate in the dream, or even being tortured and killed, will it be weakened.

He didn't believe that the short-lived species who could construct dreams would not know, but what made him strange was that it seemed that there was really no such thing.

Even if he stopped for a long time, he didn't wait for anything at all, instead, it was under the scorching sun.

He felt a hint of thirst, and exhaustion...

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Continue to code, everyone goes to sleep.

(End of this chapter)