"Won't collecting dream crystals be harmful to the owner of the dream?"
Although Clay has left, Ye Qiong still stays where he is, thinking about the conversation just now.
Recalling his experience in the last dungeon, the first dream crystal he collected at that time was owned by Bob, an alcoholic who was addicted to alcohol. His inner wish was to drink Starry Wine.
In order to make the dream crystal pure and flawless, he designed many plots for Bob to experience and amplify his inner wish.
After taking away the pure dream crystal, Bob's body and spirit did not suffer much damage.
Except the idea of giving up drinking was born.
But is this really a disadvantage?
He did not intend to believe what the Origin Witch said so easily. This was a natural disaster that was good at planning. Saying this might be an attempt to induce him to become an enemy of the master of the dream.
However, as soon as the idea came up, Ye Qiong quickly realized something was wrong.
No matter how he thought, he could never think of a reason why he was an enemy of the Lord of Dreams and the God of Nightmares.
If Anaconda wants to evolve to the legendary realm, he needs to be blessed by the Lord of Dreams and the God of Nightmares.
Even if these two gods are evil gods who harm all living beings, the unlucky ones are the demons in the demon world and the Celestial Dragons in the heaven.
What does it have to do with him, the only human being in Tucker Continent? Do you still expect him to be the savior?
Rather, the more intense the fight between the natural disaster and the gods camps, the better.
Only in this way can he restore the glory of mankind.
So the question is, for what purpose did the Origin Witch say those words to him?
Just to answer questions?
impossible!
For a natural disaster that is so good at planning, there must be a deep meaning behind every move it makes.
As he was thinking, the surrounding space was gradually breaking apart, which was a precursor to waking up and returning to the real world.
He touched the anaconda's head and asked it to wait for him outside.
Then he just waited for a moment before waking up from his sleep.
There was a harsh sound coming from outside the iron window, which made people feel physically uncomfortable.
This is a common method used by jailers to wake up prisoners. The experienced prisoners have already gone to the square to gather, and the ones who have just entered are still cursing.
But soon, these voices disappeared. Apparently, someone had told them to shut up.
After all, Ye Qiong had spent some time in The Hague Prison, so he naturally understood the twists and turns inside. At this time, the door lock controlled by magic had been opened.
He pushed the iron door gently and walked out of the cell.
The place where he was was on the top floor of the prison. Only the most vicious and vicious people were treated like this and were imprisoned alone on the first floor.
But outwardly, there was nothing special about him.
When they came down, some of the prisoners looked at them in surprise, and they also didn't understand why such an ordinary-looking guy was treated so specially.
But when I noticed the aura on his body, I suddenly understood a lot.
This base is also a high-level demon, right? I don't know what crime I committed.
Prisoners of this level naturally did not offend without opening their eyes. They chose to avoid and make a way with great tacit understanding.
This is good, it saves Ye Qiong a lot of trouble.
Arriving on the first floor and walking out of the door, the prison guards' voices using unknown means became increasingly harsh, and a countdown suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Seeing this, many prisoners changed their slow pace and started running quickly.
As if you will be punished if you are late.
Ye Qiong was not interested in being a thorn in the side, so he followed the large army and ran quickly.
In his spare time, he looked upward, where a bright moon still hung high in the sky.
You're really in a good mood, you have nothing to do, right? Stare at him every day.
Even without careful perception, he could detect the malice emanating from the other party.
I was speechless for a moment. Is this the level of a god who is in charge of destiny?
Do you dare to make your purpose more obvious?
Even without the effect of the thread of fate, he could still see his future.
I guess I will be severely targeted during this morning exercise.
In less than two minutes, the originally empty square was filled with people.
Don't expect these prisoners to have any discipline. Just being able to stand straight is good enough.
The queue was uneven, and several small groups could clearly be seen gathering together.
Although everyone was standing quite casually, Ye Qiong felt inexplicably isolated.
As he walked along, the prisoner looked at him with fear and apprehension, and he did not dare to come forward to talk.
There seemed to be an AT position within a one-meter radius of where he was.
Several jailers stood on the high platform, seemingly counting the number of people. After a moment, they quickly ran down the stage and reported to a demon man wearing luxurious clothes.
Ye Qiong was somewhat impressed by this demon man.
It was Morel, the warden of this Rast prison, and Rast was his last name.
In other words, this prison is actually a private enterprise, and Morel is the local emperor here, and the prisoners are his private property.
It was Sima Zhao's intention to send him to such a ghost place, and everyone on the street knew it.
After listening to the report from his men, Morel came to the high platform and looked down at the prisoners below.
Facing this gaze, most people chose to lower their heads and did not dare to look at him.
The only exception was Ye Qiong, who looked at Morel calmly, and then looked at the surrounding scenery.
You will be targeted anyway, so there is no need to pretend to be a grandson.
Morel, who was high up, was not surprised at all by his performance.
As expected, it was a thorn in the side as written in the information.
It's no wonder that the higher-ups would specially leave him in their hands to train him properly.
After Morel came to power, the prisoners all stopped whispering, obviously very afraid of this warden.
For a moment, the entire square became quiet.
He wasn't able to turn up the volume, but he was able to carry his voice to everyone's ears.
"According to routine rules, we should start running directly now.
But before that, let me just say a few words. "
Then, he locked his eyes on Ye Qiong:
"Prisoner 6875, come out!"
Even if Ye Qiong didn't need to see his prisoner serial number, he knew clearly that the other party was talking about him.
He yelled "arrive" casually.
Unexpectedly, such a casual attitude made the warden look stunned.
The iron whip of thorns condensed with magic power struck Ye Qiong's body.
"There really is no repentance at all!
As a low-level demon, he actually used secret techniques to pretend to be a high-level demon and bewitch the daughter of the Moon Witch. "
After saying this, another iron whip struck.
Although Ye Qiong's pain tolerance was maxed out, he still felt a sense of pain.
The cold wind hit, and the flesh and blood hit by the thorns and iron whip made him even more painful.
But Morel was still unwilling to give up, arbitrarily using his privileges as the warden to punish him in full view of the chief.
It was revealed that he was not a high-level demon, and his hostility towards him was not concealed at all.
There is no need to say more about the meaning behind this move.
After this trip, the eyes of many prisoners no longer looked at him with fear, and what they thought in their hearts was nothing more than:
"I thought this guy was a high-level demon. I've been doing this for a long time. Is he actually a swindler?"
"The warden is so unhappy with him, so if I teach him a lesson, won't I be able to please the warden?"
Unconsciously, the eyes of the surrounding prisoners turned unkind when they looked at Ye Qiong.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Morel still maintained his reserve as a warden. After snorting coldly, he put away the iron whip.
He looked at his men and ordered:
"Keep an eye on this kid. He's not allowed to eat breakfast until he has completed two hundred laps."
There is no concealment of the intended purpose.
Even though Ye Qiong had already expected it, he didn't expect that the other party would do it so brilliantly.
Apart from being angry, it was also a little strange.
After all, Destiny Yue is also Fate's subordinate. How could he fall to the natural disaster camp if he does such an incredible job?
Of course, I swear allegiance to the Lord of Dreams!
He has never been a Holy Mother. Regardless of the demon world or the heaven, no matter how many casualties there are, it is none of his business.
Now Destiny Moon is doing this, forcing him to be the master of dreams.
The demon prisoners standing in the front line were already setting off one after another, with Ye Qiong following closely behind.
But just as he started to move, he was hit. Obviously, the man who hit him did it on purpose. Seeing Ye Qiong looking at him, he even showed a provocative smile.
But this demon man may never have imagined that Ye Qiong's power was not sealed.
Although the spiritual seeds in the body have not yet sprouted, it is still enough to create some trouble.
The demon man who looked proud just now suddenly fell to the ground, and Ye Qiong behind him also stepped on his back, attaching star power to his right foot to increase his strength.
Then silently followed the large army
The jailer who paid close attention to Ye Qiong naturally saw this scene.
The honest man's jailer was about to step forward and scold him, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the old jailer beside him.
"Hey, don't be too deliberate. If this kid dares to resist, his life in prison will only become more difficult. We'll just watch."
When the honest prisoner heard this, he nodded, and then flew to high altitude to monitor the running exercise.
Ye Qiong did not expect that this so-called running exercise was not running around the square, but around the entire prison.
Not to mention a morning, even if you give him a day, he may not be able to finish the run.
Recalling Morel's face, he silently said in his heart:
"I have recorded this grudge."
Enemies list +1.
Fortunately, Ye Qiong's physique has been transformed by star power now.
Otherwise, with an ordinary human body, I might not be able to run two or three laps before falling to the ground out of breath.
Make your breathing steady. For other people, you only need to run two or three laps before going to the canteen for breakfast, but he cannot. He needs to adjust his rhythm before he can complete two hundred laps.
The prisoners around him looked at Ye Qiong with amusement.
Some strong demons even ran to Ye Qiong's side and bumped him with their shoulders. Obviously, they didn't intend to make it easy for him.
Ye Qiong did not use the power of the spiritual seed.
Forget it once, it would be too obvious if everyone who came up to challenge him fell to the ground without exception.
But this approach really annoyed him.
Although his face was expressionless, his heart felt like a volcano about to erupt.
Some shrewd demon prisoners noticed something was wrong and slowly chose to retreat.
The completion of three laps marked the official end of the prisoners' morning exercise.
Only Ye Qiong ran silently on the road, circle after circle, without any sign of stopping.
After fifty laps, his breath was extremely stable.
Ye Qiong felt a little strange. Although his body had been transformed by star power, it hadn't improved that much?
In the final analysis, he is just a Bronze Realm human being.
Normally, you should be lying on the ground tired at this time.
Why not only did he not feel tired, but he became more energetic.
The two jailers responsible for surveillance at the top were completely unable to hold their nerve.
You said you're just a low-level demon, so why are you acting even more outrageous than a high-level demon?
You don’t really have to complete 200 laps, do you?
Seeing that it was almost noon, the old jailer lost his patience. He looked at the young man beside him and said:
"Ahan, how about this? I'll go have a meal first and then change my shift at two o'clock in the afternoon when the prisoners do voluntary labor. How about this?"
The honest demon known as Akan looked hesitant.
It is now four hours until two o'clock in the afternoon. By that time, the prisoner will probably be in a coma. Is there still a need to change shifts?
He was about to refuse, but he didn't expect that the old jailer had already left one step ahead.
I felt very depressed in my heart, and I could only hope that the prisoner below could no longer hold on any longer and fainted, so that he could finish his work.
But what he never expected was that when it came to 12 noon, the prisoner showed no sign of stopping.
In a flash, the appointed time came.
The old jailer, who had arrived late, saw his colleagues still flying in the air, and immediately couldn't hold back:
"Isn't it? That boy is still running?"
Fly up to find out the situation.
The young man named Ahan's lips were trembling slightly. He was a little confused. Is this torturing the prisoner or the jailer?
He was numb from pinching, he had been in the sun for six hours, and his whole body was covered in sweat.
After seeing the old jailer arrive, he opened his mouth and said as if seeing a savior:
"You're finally here. There are only eighty laps left. I'll leave it to you. I'll go get a drink of water first."
After saying this, without waiting for the other party to respond, he flew directly towards the dining hall.
The old jailer also felt that something was wrong.
You said running fifty or so laps can be attributed to good physical fitness, but this kid has already done one hundred and twenty laps.
Even high-level demons cannot do it at all when their magic power is blocked.
Looking down, he saw Ye Qiong still running.
I secretly said something in my heart:
"Is it possible that his magic power is not blocked?"
