Chapter 985: Dream Demon Factory

Chapter 985: Dream Demon Factory

When Han Fei met No. 2, it was already midnight. He handed all the pieces to No. 2. Fate threads bound all the pieces together. The nightmare obsessions formed an absurd world. With No. 2's help, the nightmare fragments formed the illusion of a box.

The outside of the box was black, and the inside was white. Despair and hope existed in the same place. However, the people outside could only see the despair, and those caught in the box could see hope.

"There are still many missing pieces." No. 2 was not satisfied with his creation. "You're too slow. Now is not the time to be kind. The enemies will not hold back to kill you, so you have to do everything to destroy it as well." Han Fei knew what No. 2 wanted to say. The other players still had the pieces. Even the other guilds hid the pieces from Han Fei.

"We only look at the result and not the process. We can do anything to save them."

"I know." Han Fei nodded. "There's another reason why I'm here. Huang Yin is lost after he enters the nightmare. He is carrying your paper plane. Can you send me to him?"

"I can try." No. 2 had Han Fei take out the bloodied paper plane and paint it again. He took half an hour before he handed it back to Han Fei. "Fate will guide you to find Huang Yin, but it might guide you to Shen Luo too. This is really dependent on luck."

"Thank you." Han Fei saw how tired No. 2 was, so he decided to leave.

"Don't need to thank me. I'm helping you to help myself." No. 2 licked his lips. "Honestly, I also want to eat Dream to see what Top Unmentionable tastes like."

Han Fei returned to the base. He had his neighbors enter the ghost tattoo and sent Zhang Mingli back to the greed abyss. After getting aid from Fu Sheng's eldest son, Han Fei could ignore most of the rules in the nightmare. He could open his inventory and summon his neighbors freely.

"I want to see what kind of nightmare could trap that many players."

Han Fei walked toward the hospital with many players watching. The dream dust would automatically settle away from him. Even the shadows moved away.

"Every time you clear the nightmare, the harder the subsequent nightmare will be." Han Fei was the only player who had reached the 11th layer. He entered the hospital lobby. He walked up the stairs. Han Fei was not stopped. He walked faster. The grey mist thickened. A great pressure pressed on him. There were occasional gazes staring at Han Fei, but they couldn't stop him. Several minutes later, Han Fei came to the rooftop. The altar was at the end of the corridor!

"11 altars should be enough of a feast for Big Sin."

Han Fei finished the last step. All the grey mist gathered around him. Vertigo came, but Han Fei was very clear-minded. He could feel his mind being dragged by some kind of rules. He sunk into the sea of consciousness. The beautiful dream was like stars in the sky, and the nightmare was like a stinking swamp. Under Dream's control, Han Fei's consciousness sunk into the deepest darkness of the swamp. The bubble burst. When Han Fei opened his eyes, the warm sunlight shone on his face.

"This is..." The car honked, and people bustled about. Han Fei was in a big city. "I know the later the nightmare, the larger the nightmare, but isn't this nightmare a bit too big?"

The players were created, and the sin in their eyes was slowly hidden until they became like normal players.

After completing the contract, they walked out of the scary room as if they were ready to commit to Dream's tasks. Interestingly enough, the fake people created by Dream became very respectful when they saw Huang Yin.

Huang Yin ignored the fake people. After they left, Huang Yin sat on the living room sofa alone and stared at the television before him. His eyes slowly changed. The screen started to play memory from his childhood.

The memories at first were very warm. Huang Yin had the best childhood until his mother sacrificed herself to save him.

The screen kept flashing. Huang Yin appeared to be trying something. He wanted to freeze the memory of the moment when his mother died. He wanted to drag his mother out of the memory, but no matter how hard he tried, his mother would be stuck inside the dark water.

Huang Yin's face was twisted. Rage caused a black flame to rise behind him. The black hair tried to run. The eyes on the wall rapidly closed. The small home trembled. "Why can the dream demons change other people's dreams but not mine?" Negative emotions surrounded Huang Yin.

"Brother Huang, how about a drink?" Han Fei could sense a problem with Huang Yin's condition, but he still walked over.

"Han Fei?" Huang Yin whipped around. "Are you a dream demon or..."

Han Fei took out No. 2's plan. The bloody plane pointed at Huang Yin. "All the players who went into the 11th layer haven't come out, so I asked No. 2 to help me come find you."

"No. 2 helped you?" Huang Yin looked like he had put his guard down, but the next moment, he took out an ugly knife from his inventory to attack Han Fei!

"Rest in Peace!" The blade glowed, but Han Fei didn't attack. He only blocked Huang Yin's attack.

Huang Yin finally believed the man was really Han Fei. His nervousness disappeared.

"What is going on with this layer? Why aren't you with the other players?" Han Fei put away Rest in Peace. He used the healing persona to chase away the negative emotions around Huang Yin.

"I can't really explain it. This nightmare layer is quite special. It is a factory that creates dream demons. Dream plans to turn all the players into the lowest grade demons." Huang Yin removed his shirt. His body has started to mutate already!