Tokyo, Adachi Ward.
Hanabatawa River.
Adachi City is a suburb of Tokyo and the poorest area among the 23 wards in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area.
Except for the slightly more prosperous area around Kita Senju Station, the rest of the area is dominated by low-rise one-family buildings and small factories.
The Hanabata River is an artificial canal in the eastern part of Adachi City. It was excavated during the Showa period. In the early days, it was mainly used for flood discharge during floods. On weekdays, it is mainly used for transporting grain and manure.
After World War II, Americans used chemical fertilizers to replace the manure that the Japanese had been using. The value of Hanabata River's "shit transport" has plummeted, and today, it has been reborn and developed into a tourist river.
Along the Hanabatawa River, there are many small factories.
There are many abandoned sites among them.
Around 7 p.m., there was an abandoned textile factory on the bank of the Hanahata River.
This area is sparsely populated and is now completely controlled by personnel from the Countermeasures Room and the Metropolitan Police Department, preventing stray people from approaching.
Kamiyagawa and his party are currently in this abandoned textile factory.
Fu Niyi: "Are you ready, Kamiya-kun?"
"I think that's about it."
Kamiya puts away the [Yun Wai Mirror].
The overlooking scene of the abandoned textile factory has been captured in the mirror.
As long as the countermeasures room is properly prepared, it should be done sooner rather than later.
Tens of thousands of people are trapped in a dream, unable to wake up, and unable to obtain the necessary nutrients for their bodies. If it waits for another day or two, it is estimated that more than half of the people will be sent to the hospital for infusion of nutritional fluid to survive.
The abandoned textile factory is now filled with people from the countermeasures room.
All the exorcists who were involved in the Mengnan incident are here.
These people already understand the battle plan formulated in the afternoon.
"Do you want to start?" Sister Fu asked again.
"Um."
Kamiya is surrounded by the strongest combatants in this operation, Grandma Gu, Master Hagiwara, Ms. Nomoto and others.
After reconfirming the action plan with these teammates, Kamiyagawa was almost ready to fall asleep.
He lay down on a stretcher bed fixed by pulleys. Looking up, he could see the dark sky above the abandoned factory.
"Little tapir."
"Puff."
The dream-eating tapir obeyed the owner's call and appeared directly on Kamiya's chest.
The weight of this little guy is obviously much heavier than when he first entered C level more than a month ago.
The pressure on his chest made Kamiya breathless.
"Puff, puff."
The little tapir looked up at the sky and patted the Kamiya River with its little paws to comfort its owner.
Just a little while, leave it to me.
You may feel a little dizzy after a while, but that's normal. Take a deep breath and puff!
The Dream-Eating Tapir began to exert force, and the red auspicious cloud patterns on its forehead and limbs shone, turning into a blur of red light, completely covering the Kamiya River.
About half a minute later, red light shot into the sky and disappeared.
The dream-eating tapir also disappeared.
Kamiyagawa, who was originally lying on his back, quickly lost consciousness and looked as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep...
"Xiaoying can only ask for your help, Kamiya-kun...the martial arts will be prosperous."
"Amitabha."
The surrounding spiritual masters calmed down and waited in silence.
It was getting dark, and there were obviously many people guarding the entire abandoned textile factory, but it was as quiet as falling into a deep sleep.
…
Dizziness.
The blurred red light spot continued to expand and contract before his eyes.
Kamiyagawa had never experienced such an unbearable experience falling asleep.
Fortunately, this uncomfortable situation did not last long.
After regaining consciousness for a moment, the surrounding scene gradually became clear and fixed.
"This seems to be the low-rent apartment I used to live in?"
After everything stabilized, Kamiya looked around.
I felt like I was back in the small shabby apartment where I lived before.
It's cramped and a little dark.
There were some wine bottles scattered in the corner of the room, emitting a stink.
"Did Little Tapir successfully send me to the dreamland of Mengnan?"
Kamitani subconsciously raised his hand and touched the wall beside him.
It is generally smooth, but has a rough touch with some pitted particles, which is clearly transmitted through the fingertips.
He stretched out his right hand again and pinched his left wrist with a little force.
The pain sensation is also very clear.
"Is this still a dream? The sensory experience here is too real." Kamiya thought.
The dreams formed by the connection of tens of thousands of dream men and tens of thousands of consciousnesses cannot be understood and explained by common sense.
However, this is also a good thing.
The fact that the feelings in this big dream of ten thousand people can be so real shows that it can no longer be simply defined as "a dream".
It might be more reasonable to think of it as an unknown place existing in the void.
[Yun Wai Jing] It is possible to overlap reality and dreams with a high probability.
"Speaking of Yun Waijing..."
According to the plan, the divine mourning object was to be brought in by the Dream Eater Tapir using the newly mastered [Dream Object Holding] skill.
Moreover, because the spiritual power contained in [Yun Waijing] itself is very strong.
If the little tapir carries this prop, with its current skill level, it will not be able to bring in other things from reality.
"Isn't the little tapir here yet?"
Kamiyakawa tried to sense the connection between himself and the shikigami.
The experience of thousands of people in their dreams is indeed different from the other world.
Here, he couldn't feel the contractual connection between Mary and Prajna, and could only vaguely feel that the Dream-Eating Tapir was still connected to him.
In other words, except for the Dream-Eating Tapir, no other shikigami can provide assistance in dreams.
Then, he tried to summon Yang Lei and Ghost Hands.
Still no response.
"Dreamland is not my home court. It's a pity that I can't seem to use my abilities here." Kamiyakawa sighed slightly.
He turned around and sat down on the sofa covered with messy quilts. The loose and elastic feel of the old sofa under him was also very real.
Kamiya has no plans to leave the room just yet.
I thought that after the little tapir came over, we could act together to find the "server" alienated dream boy.
In the dream world, the Dream-eating Tapir is our main force.
"Now that I've come in, the little tapir should be able to get here soon through my 'loophole', right?"
After waiting for about half a minute, Kamiyachuan suddenly turned his attention to the corner of the room.
Many wine bottles were scattered there.
Kamiya noticed that this corner seemed to be a little darker than it was at the beginning at a certain moment.
Bang bang——
The bottles collided with each other, making a crisp yet inexplicable sound.
There are thicker shadows gathering on several glass bottles.
Then, those shadows quickly climbed upwards, trembling, and condensed into vague human shapes.
He seemed to have turned into a man, wearing a loose T-shirt and looking a little sloppy. As for the man's face, he has a high forehead, slightly bald, and thick eyebrows. His mouth is closed, but his grin is unnaturally wide.
Kamiyakawa recognized this face, Yumeno.
At the same time, he also recognized the attire.
Dressed like this, he looks like the father of the original "Kamigawa" who gambles with dogs.
"Everyone who enters the dream of thousands of people will have a dream boy. Is it because I don't have a 'special dream boy' yet, so this dream created one for me?" Kamiyakawa thought like this, staring silently in front of him. That dream boy.
"Huh——" Mengnan spit out the turbid breath that smelled of wine, and he was swaying, looking at Kamiya on the sofa, "What are you doing at home? I'm not asking you to buy ingredients for cooking. ?"
Kamiyagawa didn't respond to him.
Mengnan: "I'm talking to you, bastard."
"What is this? Role-playing? So Mengnan is quite involved in playing the original alcoholic and dog-gambling father."
Kamiyakawa still didn't speak, just thought in his heart.
"Okay, the rebellious period has come, right?" Maybe Kamiyagawa's indifferent attitude while sitting on the sofa really made Yumeo angry. He took out his belt and his tone became more and more vicious.
Mengnan walked over step by step, came to the sofa, and raised his hand to hit.
"Tsk."
Kamiya on the sofa started to move at this time.
His body swayed, leaping up like a vigorous bobcat, grabbing Meng Nan's sparse hair with one hand, pushing his right knee up, and slammed into the opponent's chin.
With a bang, Mengnan fell on his back to the floor.
His chin was deformed by Kamiya's knee, and his whole face looked even more unnatural.
"It's not bad. Although I can't use my skills in the dream, my mobility is not bad."
"The strength of a single dream boy in the dream world seems to be just like this. He doesn't seem to be beaten easily."
"However, based on the statistics of so many Yumeboy stories compiled by the Countermeasures Room, it seems that there is no mention of the Yumeko Kaidan having any special abilities in the home dream... The troublesome thing about this thing as a Kaidan is that it can pull real people into dreams."
According to the situation in front of him, Kamiyakawa's thoughts in his mind changed, but his body movements continued for a moment.
There seems to be muscle memory in dreams too.
He raised his foot and stepped on Meng Nan's chest, and pulled the chair next to him, raised it high, and prepared to smash it down on Meng Nan's slightly deformed head.
I haven't had such a pure street fight for a long time.
This dreamland of thousands of people has a super-realistic physics engine, and the impact feedback is also very good.
To be honest, Kamiya was a little excited.
However, the chair in his hand suddenly stopped halfway.
"Hiss... Now it seems that in a dream, you can directly and roughly cause harm to the dream boy. But if I really beat this thing to death, will anything bad happen? For example, it will be killed by other dreams. The man noticed something. Otherwise, let’s tie him up first..."
Kamiya threw the chair aside, kicked Yumeo on the ground again, and then planned to tear the sheets to make a rope.
At this moment--
"Puff, puff."
A familiar voice came, and the little tapir finally arrived.
The Dream-Eating Tapir held the [Cloud Mirror] in its mouth and appeared in a blur of red light.
As soon as I came over, I saw the owner beating Mengnan.
"Puff..." The dream-eating tapir shrank its neck.
The owner is so... brave no matter where he goes.
The dream-eating tapir shook its long nose, and the red light on its body flowed, covering the dream boy who fell to the ground and was twitching.
The next second, the dream boy didn't even have time to struggle, so he disintegrated and turned into dark debris on the ground, wrapped in red light, flowing back into the little tapir's mouth.
"Puff, burp."
The dream-eating tapir burped slightly in disgust.
It always tastes the same and I'm a bit tired of it.
After the little tapir ate Yumeno, Kamiyakawa felt something was wrong.
The space in the low-rent apartment he was in now began to distort, and from nowhere, it seemed like millions of eyes were looking at him.
It seems that Kamiyagawa's concerns just now are correct. Dealing with the dream boy around him will indeed affect the dreams of thousands of people.
However, the dream-eating tapir took to the dream like a fish in water.
Since it dares to eat, it means there must be a way to deal with this situation.
"Puff."
The little tapir shook its body like a drowned dog that had just climbed ashore.
The red light on the forehead and limbs sputtered, swelled, and stretched.
After a while, the tapir's appearance changed under the red light, becoming exactly the same as Mengnan just now.
Dreamland is also the home ground of the Dream-Eating Tapir. The little Tapir can still do a lot of things in dreams, more than the Dream Man.
The dream-eating tapir quickly transformed into the dream boy, the space in the low-rent apartment returned to stability, and the intense gazes from nowhere disappeared in an instant.
"Well done, little tapir."
"Puff~" the dream-eating tapir in the shape of Mengnan said happily.
"Hmm...but you better not speak anymore, it's weird."
The dream-eating tapir's expression froze, then he raised his hand and handed the [Yun Waijing] to his owner.
This double-faced divinity is surrounded by a dim red light, and its aura is very restrained.
The [Fantasy Object Collection] skill comes from the pillow monster.
It is the pillow that has inherited the ability to hide real objects in dreams.
This ability itself has the property of "concealing items".
This will facilitate Kamiyagawa's next actions.
…
After getting rid of the dream boy presented by the dream, the little tapir dove takes over the magpie's nest, and then the master and the slave can explore this grand dream more freely.
Kamitani glanced out the window first.
The damp, cramped alley outside looks exactly like a real-life low-rent apartment building.
"Let's go little tapir, let's go find the alienated dream boy."
Just as he was getting ready, he planned to go out with the dream-eating tapir.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
There was an untimely knock on the door outside.
"Is there any trouble again?" Kamiyakawa hid the [Yungai Mirror] hanging around his neck under his clothes, thought for a while, and quickly opened the door.
Standing outside the door were neighbors from the low-rent apartment in the past.
A middle-aged woman with a somewhat fat figure, Ms. Onuma.
She should also be one of the people trapped in the dreamland of thousands of people.
Onuma stood at the door, next to a "girl" wearing a bright red dress and pigtails.
But the girl's face looked like that of a dream boy.
He has the body of an immature child, but has the face of an older man. The combination of his bald forehead and twin ponytails is particularly strange.
However, Ms. Onuma completely ignored this violation.
"Ah. Kamiya-kun, I heard a loud noise in your house next door, so I came to see what happened?" Onuma asked Kamiyakawa.
"It's okay, my dad fell down when he was drunk."
Even without the [Thousand Silver Needles] in hand, Kamiya could tell lies easily without changing his expression.
"Then you have to be careful." Onuma had no doubt that he was there.
"We will."
"Then I'm going back. Come, Reiko, say goodbye to Brother Kamiya."
"Brother, goodbye." Reiko, who was being held by Ms. Onuma, waved her little hands, but what came out of her mouth was a deep male voice.
"Well, you're so good." Kamiya smiled at "Reiko" without changing his expression.
"Really? My husband and I are usually too busy to take care of her, but this child has always been so well-behaved." Probably hearing her daughter being praised, Ms. Onuma smiled happily.
The little "Lizi" next to her also had a bright smile on her weird face.
(End of chapter)
