Wang Xiaoming looked at this miserable man with pity.
He already knew that the man was dreaming.
Yu Zhile never makes an unfounded question. Since he dares to ask, he already has the answer in his heart.
Ask yourself, if it were him, it might be the same, or even worse.
"You already have the answer in your mind as to whether it's a dream or not. What you're worried about now is which of your memories are false and which are true. That's the key."
"Once you can't tell the difference, you may fall into a dream-within-a-dream situation, and you may even be unable to tell whether you are dreaming or not until the end of your life."
"Sorry, I can't help you with anything." Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly.
Yu Zhile covered his face, his eyes full of blood red, "I won't bet on when I dreamed, I don't care about this."
"I just have to make sure it's a dream."
"If the world is completely destroyed, this dream will naturally be broken."
"And it was still cracked by force."
"but……"
Yu Zhile slowly put down his hand, his face full of struggle, "What if it's not a dream?"
"Then there's no point in me doing this."
Wang Xiaoming fell silent, and the crux emerged.
He has a way to decipher dreams, and he uses the stupidest method. Although it is stupid, it is the most effective method.
But if all this is contrary to what Yu Zhile thought, it would be a disaster.
"Is it possible that you feel that you are dreaming and are being influenced by those intelligent ghosts?" Wang Xiaoming asked an extremely critical and terrifying question.
"If it weren't for this possibility, there would be only four people left alive in the world in an instant."
Yu Zhile leaned back on the chair a little slumped.
"It is precisely because I am worried about this that I want to be sure, but..."
"But you can't be sure of the ghosts that can affect you." Wang Xiaoming took over.
Yu Zhile didn't say anything, which seemed to be his acquiescence to this matter.
Indeed, if even he could be affected now, then how terrifying that ghost would be.
"No matter what, I will verify it."
Yu Zhile stood up and said, "I hope it's not a dream."
"I hope so too." Wang Xiaoming sighed.
Yu Zhile didn't say anything more and disappeared into the laboratory.
Now he can ignore gold, so there is no place in this world that he cannot go to.
The most important thing at the moment is how to verify whether he is dreaming.
But first, he had to eliminate one guess.
And this guess can be easily ruled out.
All you need to do is call two people.
He only needs to see those two people to know whether he is dreaming. There may be some deviations, but he can understand everything as long as he takes action.
First, he had to find someone.
He only came to Guanjiang Community once or twice.
But he is extremely familiar with this place.
Bang bang bang~!
A dull sound came from a building behind the community.
Yu Zhile shifted his gaze slightly, looking through the buildings, and quickly saw clearly what was going on inside.
It was a somewhat wretched young man, holding two golden pistols and shooting at the target.
The bullets were all fired, and the gun hit the red star.
He knew this young man, Zhang Wei, Yang Jian's good friend.
Nicknamed Yang Wei.
Zhang Wei's image of him always remains in the final ending of the game.
He is a tragic figure.
Yu Zhile quickly withdrew his gaze. There is no shortage of tragic people in the world.
Without Yang Jian, Zhang Wei would have died, twice, but both times were because of Yang Jian.
It can only be said that good and evil depend on each other.
Da da da~!
Just as Yu Zhile was about to enter the sales department to find Yang Jian, a child covered in black and wearing a shroud appeared in the distance.
Little hungry ghost...
Those blood-red eyes are very recognizable. As for the shroud on his body, Yang Jian should have bought it in the ghost market.
It's not expensive, only seven yuan a piece.
The little guy in the distance stood holding a ball, and behind him were strange little black footprints.
The little guy looked at him like this, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously.
Yu Zhile didn't care, he was just a little starving ghost. If he moved his fingers, this thing would die.
This little thing is between a ghost and a ghost slave. It has the power of a ghost, but does not have the immortality of a ghost. It is also because of this that Yang Jian can modify its killing rules.
"What are you doing here?"
A young man suddenly appeared out of thin air next to the little starving ghost. The young man frowned and looked at Yu Zhile warily.
"Human skin." Yu Zhile got straight to the point and directly stated his intention.
"Human skin...what do you want with this thing?"
"You still need human skin paper now?"
Yang Jian expressed disbelief. What else did he not understand about the guy in front of him?
He can see the future clearly, he could get involved in the past, but now he is invincible. To him, human skin paper is like useless, or even worse than useless.
"What I am going to do here is not important to you." Yu Zhile said calmly.
Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. After thinking for a while, a gold box appeared in his hand, and then he threw it directly to Yu Zhile.
"for you."
Yu Zhile took it without looking at it, turned around and left.
Yang Jian looked at Yu Zhile leaving with some hesitation in his eyes, "Does he know what I am thinking?"
If he didn't know, how could he come to me to get the human skin at this time?
Or maybe something else happened that even he needed to use human skin to solve?
"This guy is getting weirder and weirder."
Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at the ghost boy next to him. Why didn't this guy just run out for no reason? He couldn't even notice Yu Zhile's arrival.
Is it because of the same origin?
Yes, the ghost boy himself was born from the hungry ghosts and ghost eyes, and his perception of the source is more intimate than mine.
"Go back." Yang Jian asked the ghost boy to go back to find Wang Shanshan. Yu Zhile's purpose of coming here may not just be for the human skin.
The ghost boy turned and trotted quickly and disappeared from sight. Yang Jian looked at Guanjiang Community with some worry in his eyes.
Dadong City.
Yu Zhile took out a key and opened the dusty door.
Familiar layout, the orchids on the windowsill have died, and the soil in the flowerpot has dried and cracked.
The living room is covered in dust, and you can leave clear footprints when you walk on the floor.
Yu Zhile looked at this familiar scene and was silent for a long time. He waved his hand gently and the small apartment instantly became as clean as new.
He sat on the sofa and looked at the table in the living room, where he opened the red letter, one of the two letters left for him by his grandfather, and then bore the curse of the ghost bride.
Although the ghost bride did not cause him any trouble along the way, if he thought about it carefully, there was a big problem inside.
He has never been chased by the Ghost Bride, which already explains a lot.
Yu Zhile closed his eyes, "It's really a dream..."
How desperate is this?
In the end, it was nothing, everything was fake, everything was fake, and I still couldn’t tell the difference.
"It turns out that ghosts that can attack consciousness are really so terrifying..."
Yu Zhile sighed. He had already discovered that from becoming a ghost controller to now, he has basically not come into contact with ghosts that can protect his consciousness. He became an alien because of the ghost bride and the ghost lake.
Ghost Lake's ability to recreate Shen Lin made him feel that only ghosts that could attack consciousness and memory were like that.
But think about it...
Yu Zhile shook his head, placed the human skin paper on the coffee table, then waved his hand, and a blood-red cupboard appeared. Then, a man with a lifeless expression stood strangely in front of the coffee table.
Yu Zhile looked at the three ghosts and smiled bitterly.
Human skin, ghost cabinet, wishing ghost, and mysterious resurrection are the three weirdest things.
Yu Zhile raised his finger and pointed at the wishing ghost, "Eat the ghost cupboard and the human skin paper."
The wishing ghost moved. It grabbed the human skin paper, stuffed it into its mouth, and swallowed it.
Then, it pounced on the ghost cupboard, opened its mouth and started biting.
The ghost cupboard was shaking, and gurgling red blood flowed out of the cupboard.
The smell of blood and putrefaction in the room was strong, coldness emanated from the ghost cupboard, and the living room became dark.
The wishing ghost suddenly stopped eating the ghost cupboard.
Yu Zhile looked calm and clicked his finger, and the ghost cabinet was directly suppressed.
There was no comfort in the wishing ghost, and the ghost cupboard was quickly devoured.
After eating the ghost cupboard and the human skin paper, the wishing ghost's dead eyes became active. The gaze it looked at Yu Zhile was no longer cold, but a strange gaze. This ghost completely possessed wisdom.
Yu Zhile leaned on the sofa and said, "Go squat over there."
The wishing ghost turned his head and looked at the corner. Without hesitation, he walked over and squatted there like an angry crybaby, hugging his knees and squatting in the corner.
Yu Zhile didn't even look at the wishing ghost. Now was not the time to ask questions.
He closed his eyes and waited silently.
Not sure how much time had passed, he opened his eyes and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in the living room.
A young man in red, a burning skeleton.
"What do you want from us? Are you still so anxious?" The young man in red looked at Yu Zhile with some confusion.
"Is there something wrong with you?" The skeleton burning with white flames looked at Yu Zhile, and the flames in his eyes jumped slightly.
Yu Zhile looked at the two of them blankly, then suddenly covered his face and laughed.
"Hahaha! It's really a dream! It's really a dream!"
"You are actually just that little better than me!"
"Hahaha...a dream! I'm actually dreaming!"
Yu Zhile laughed crazily, and a line of cold blood flowed out of the corner of his eyes.
The young man in red and the flame skeleton looked at Yu Zhile in surprise.
"Crazy?" the young man in red asked.
The skeleton touched his chin, and the flames on his body quickly converged, and flesh and blood began to grow. Soon, a handsome young man with white hair appeared in front of him.
"If nothing else, it's crazy."
"But, he may have discovered something. Also, don't you think this guy is growing up too fast? He has obviously not come into contact with those weird existences, so how can he catch up with us in terms of strength?" The white-haired young man was full of questions. Looking at Yu Zhile in confusion, he was a little confused as to what was going on.
Under normal circumstances, if he wanted to catch up with them, he would have to at least go deep into the supernatural land, which was full of conceptual ghosts. He would have to eat at least thousands of them before he could even go half way to catch up with them.
But now... this guy is actually only a little weaker than them.
This guy obviously only moves in supernatural places and reality, how could this happen?
The two also discovered something was wrong, the speed of their strength improvement was wrong.
"What did you do?" The young man in red looked at Yu Zhile and asked.
"Hahaha……"
"This is a dream, this is actually a dream, I, Yu Zhile, am actually in a dream!"
Yu Zhile laughed, his eyes full of despair and madness.
"Dream?"
The two young-looking young people frowned.
"If this is a dream..."
Both of them fell into silence at this moment.
This crazy young man with blood and tears finally had enough laughter. He stood up and looked at the wishing ghost squatting in the corner, "Tell me the results of the deduction."
The wishing ghost's eyes rolled slightly, and then he quickly wrote a text on the ground, "You don't have a grandfather."
The moment this sentence was finished, the wishing ghost's body quickly began to dissipate.
Yu Zhile gritted his teeth at this moment.
"It turns out that I have been in a dream since the hospital."
"Everything that follows is my dream..."
"It's interesting...it's really interesting..."
Yu Zhile walked out of the elderly apartment in despair. The two young men looked at Yu Zhile's back with complicated expressions. At this moment, they knew the essence of their existence.
"I didn't expect that we actually existed in a person's dream. This person's dream is really brilliant..." The white-haired young man narrowed his eyes slightly, "It seems that we don't exist..."
The young man in red was silent.
Everything is meaningless.
"Poor guy." The young man in red muttered to himself as he looked at Yu Zhile walking down the stairs.
This world will be destroyed because one person wants to wake up.
Who can stop it?
No one, not two people, wanted to stop the poor guy.
"It seems that the moment he confirms it, we are going to die..." The white-haired young man looked at his rotten palms with a calm expression.
The body of the young man in red began to turn into powder, but he didn't care. "It doesn't matter."
The two looked at each other and smiled, with pity in their eyes.
It's all a dream in the end, which is hopeless for anyone.
Some things cannot be copied. Just because you succeed once, doesn't mean you can succeed again if you try it again.
Yu Zhile walked numbly on the streets of Dadong City, and a blood-red drizzle began to fall from the sky.
The light rain fell gradually and gradually became heavier.
"What's going on? Why is the rain red? No! This isn't rain, it's blood!"
"Don't be touched by this blood, it will corrode the body!"
A man watched in horror as his body touched the rain. His body was corroding rapidly. In just a few seconds, he turned into a pool of blood.
The streets were in panic, and countless people began to look for shelter from the rain.
But the terror of this kind of rain is far beyond their imagination. As long as it touches their bodies, it will corrode into a pool of blood.
Yu Zhile walked numbly on the street, and rain of blood poured down, harvesting the living people and ghosts.
"What are you doing!"
Wang Chaling stared at Yu Zhile in the heavy rain, his eyes full of fear.
"Go to hell, go to hell, I have to wake up, I have to!" Yu Zhile murmured to himself, as a bloody red mist emanated from his body and spread rapidly towards the surroundings.
Wang Chaling's expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned on the ghost to leave, but before he could make any move, the bloody red mist had already swallowed him up.
Wang Chaling's pupils shrank violently, "Grandpa and grandma!"
The two old men just appeared and were swallowed up in the blink of an eye, "No! This is impossible!"
My grandparents were actually eaten!
His body was decaying rapidly, and his mother and father were unable to protect him. In just ten seconds, Wang Chaling's body began to corrode.
"Yu Zhile! You are crazy!" Wang Chaling shouted, but to no avail, he turned into a pool of blood.
The red mist shrouded the entire Dadong City and quickly spread to the surrounding areas.
(End of chapter)
