Chapter 68: Polite Nightmare Inquisitor

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【Relics Troops】

A young creature, curious about magical gifts and the outside world, inheriting the Centaur's robust nature. While he's the same height as most adults, according to the continent's standard time scale, he's only six years old. Please refrain from displaying violent and gory scenes in front of minors.

Current citizens:

[Dark Dependent Xiaohong]

[Fallen Angel Fei]

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[Whale of the Starry Sea·Stars]

[Relic Centaur·Little Rose]

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The dim basement was silent. A ray of light came in through the only window connecting to the outside world, slightly illuminating the dark environment.

The humanoid shadow hiding in the corner suddenly began to twitch, curled up into a ball and made a painful and suppressed sound.

"Ah, damn bastard."

Rick covered his aching chest and cursed softly. Feeling the severe pain all over his body, resentment suddenly rose in his heart.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it…”

This wasn't the first time he'd woken from a coma, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

Whenever Rick thought of that evil metal eye, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"lie."

"lie."

"lie."

As the strange metal eye laughed more and more, the nightmare-like voice came down lightly, easily judging his sins.

Rick thought drowsily.

It's ridiculous.

All this was like a nightmare made up of extreme fear. He was a bug trapped in a spider web, waiting to be swallowed by fear.

I don't know how much I vomited out.

He confessed everything, including things he said voluntarily and things he exposed passively, things about his family, himself, and his acquaintances. He even confessed the love triangle between him and his beloved dog.

After confessing, he will be knocked unconscious again, and then he will have to wait until he wakes up again to face the interrogation of Metal Eyes.

The nobleman, who had been flattered by everyone, lost his composure. He held his head with red eyes and said, "Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Until the end, five vicious men surrounded the trembling Rick and tied him up like a lamb to be slaughtered. The nobleman being interrogated had completely lost his basic cognitive ability and numbly repeated the information he had already revealed.

Thinking of this, Rick immediately looked around. After a careful scan, his violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

"When I get out, I will kill you."

My whole body ached, and I couldn't even tell where it hurt the most. My right leg had been pierced by a centaur's arrow, and after the attached extreme cold dissipated, the intense pain returned to my body. The tissue had even necrotized due to the prolonged freezing, and my entire body began to feel hot.

He's dying if he doesn't get treated.

With red eyes, Rick barely propped himself up and looked around vigilantly.

There is no one guarding it.

He has been squeezed dry of all his value and has no ability to escape, so there is no need to even set up guards.

Rick licked his cracked lips with his tongue and tasted a hint of rust. Looking at the empty basement, his heart began to beat violently again, but this time it was not because of fear, but because of hope.

He covered his heart with his hands. Beneath the complicated collar of his clothes, the magic inscriptions engraved on his body were slowly heating up.

This is the last guarantee the Wilson family gives to their members, a magic spell that can help him escape from trouble.

【Advanced Teleport】

A bright white light emanated from the heart, which was particularly conspicuous in the cramped basement. But in the next moment, the extreme light disappeared in an instant, and the figure in it also disappeared.

When he stood firm again, Rick looked at the quiet corridor and impatiently aimed at the next landing point outside the building. When the magic spell became hot again, he thought of something and the joy on his face froze instantly.

With such a huge mistake, if he goes back like this, he will be sentenced to death by his family. Even if it is not death, he will be sentenced to life imprisonment or other severe punishments.

"No, I have to bring something back."

His red eyes looked up at the quieter upstairs.

According to previous observations, the black-haired human would go out during the day, sometimes come back in the evening to interrogate him, and sometimes come back late at night.

Rick looked at the bright sunny sky outside the window, his pupils dilated, and he silently clenched his palms.

She is not here at this time.

This means that he has the opportunity to obtain something that can exempt him from punishment, such as items related to the God-making plan.

When the burning sensation in my heart reached its peak, the figure standing in the corner suddenly disappeared, and the corridor became empty and quiet again.

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The creature born from the dream has been troubled recently. It obeyed the call and came to the darkness, but for various reasons it always passed by that person.

This shy and terrifying creature usually only appears in human nightmares. After experiencing countless fears, hatreds, and even aggressive attitudes, it feels deeply inferior to its own image.

He is clearly helping people and eating their nightmares, but he always makes people fall into deeper fear because of his own image.

It is not welcomed by humans.

It had already gotten used to being excluded, but what was making it extremely entangled now was that this great being from the darkness was just a tiny human.

Humans who are easily frightened and easily agitated, and who need to be approached with caution.

The nightmare murmured, counting on countless fingers to decide whether to knock on the door again.

Nightmare: Gulu... Gulu...

Go, don’t go, go, don’t go…

……go.

When it counted to the last finger, it rubbed its "face" silently to cheer itself up.

Nightmare: Gulu~

It was fate's guidance that allowed it to bravely knock on the door again.

After following that person for a long time in another dimension, it finally arrived at this human building after a long journey.

It was a small wooden house with many busy creatures inside. It seemed to be the place where the man stayed among the human community.

I'm so envious of being able to blend into the crowd so easily.

The nightmare peeked out, its invisible body filled with desire.

If only everyone could accept it so quickly.

Nightmare silently withdrew his gaze, feeling a little sad.

But it soon cheered up again.

Although it was rejected by humans, it has learned some basic human social etiquette over the years and will definitely be recognized by the darkness.

The great being is busy, so it must learn to wait.

When you want to make friends, invite them during the day.

You can't stalk your friends secretly, even if they can't see you.

To sum up, it has been knocking on the door during daytime for several days.

Chaotic beings cannot comprehend the concept that one cannot be in several places at once.

The idea is very simple: during the day, at a designated location, knock on the door, show goodwill to the dark existence, and then wait for acceptance or rejection. If it is rejected, start again from the daytime, at the designated location, and knock on the door until the other party completely accepts it.

But the persistent plan got stuck in the middle. After knocking on the door for several days without any response, it felt a little lost.

It must be that its attitude is not sincere enough. As long as it persists, it will surely wait for someone to open the door to it.

The socially anxious nightmare looked longingly at the cold, closed door, picked up the broken pieces of itself one by one, and then mustered up the courage to continue knocking on the door.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Again and again, regular knocking sounds rang out on the empty top floor, leaving behind a lingering sound that was terrifying.

Nightmare, who had a maxed-out talent for scaring people, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the atmosphere. He continued to knock on the door sincerely, imagining that the being was moved by his sincerity, and then opened the door to accept his hard work.

Sincerity is the ultimate skill.

This is a truth that has been passed down among human beings and it is definitely correct.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Nightmare nodded in agreement and continued to tap regularly, increasing his speed.

A more cautious voice sounded between the floors.

Suddenly, this sincere dream creature stopped creating a terrifying atmosphere. It "looked" towards a certain folded and changing space, and slightly extended its "sight" forward.

Another tiny human suddenly appeared in the top corridor, standing in front of the room whose door it had just knocked on seriously.

It's a dirty-looking human.

Nightmare looked away: I don’t like it.

The human looked around in front of the door, and when he found that there was no one there, he showed an ecstatic expression, and then quickly rushed to the door.

Nightmare suddenly frowned.

It was here first. This human who likes to cut in line is so annoying.

In order to remind the other party, it stretched out a hand and patted the human's shoulder, and withdrew its hand after feeling the other party tremble.

Now you know you have to queue up later.

Rick looked back in panic, but found nothing.

What was that cold feeling just now?

He looked around with trembling eyes, and there was no living creature in the empty corridor.

Rick tried to comfort himself: "It's an illusion."

Now hurry in, get the things, and then quickly leave this weird place.

The nightmare did not wait for humans to line up consciously, but instead waited for more impatient actions. It shook its body a little angrily, and then prepared to continue reminding this uncultured human.

It stretched out countless hands and patted the human's shoulders: I was here first.

So, it's first come, first served, and you have to queue at the back.

The human in front of him began to tremble even more violently, jumped to the side with red eyes, his face pale, and slowly moved back to the door along the wall, then pounced on it like a madman.

Seeing that the other party was about to successfully cut in line, Nightmare anxiously leaned forward, even stretching himself out of the hidden dimensional space.

It tried to remind again: "I...came...first."

It is difficult to describe what kind of sound this is. It seems not to belong to any kind of creature, or even to this world. It is low and hoarse, and like the piercing sound of sharp objects scratching against each other, gathering all the horrific sounds that humans can imagine.

Rick froze in place, and the owner of the voice clearly had no intention of letting him go. The unknown being pressed close to his neck and continued in that almost fainting voice, "It was...I...who...came...first."

A hand... no, countless hands were placed on his shoulders, slowly turning the stiff human body.

Lei Er was in a trance for a moment before a huge unknown shadow appeared before him. Extreme fear pressed against his face, and its cold breath blew on his face. It said, "I was here first."

So go get in line.

The human in front of him stood motionless, as if he had taken its advice to heart. Nightmare patted his shoulder appreciatively and gently pushed him back.

In the next second, the silent human's eyes suddenly rolled back, his face turned pale and he fainted.

The nightmare pusher's hand suddenly froze in place.

It stared at the unconscious human, and recalled several behavioral definitions written in the human behavior manual in its mind.

Is this... a scam?

The nightmare poked the human, trying to wake him up.

The existence of darkness cannot be seen, otherwise it will not be able to explain itself.

Thanks to Nightmare's persistent efforts, the human finally opened his eyes and seemed to have recovered.

It approached happily, and the other party paused for a moment, rolled up its eyes, and fainted again.

Nightmare: “…”

It’s okay, not getting discouraged is the path to success.

The persistent dream creature began to poke the human repeatedly, trying to wake him up again. It was not until late in the evening and the human was foaming at the mouth from repeated waking up and fainting that it realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Do you need help?"

Nightmare was suddenly startled and looked back, only to find that there was a person standing in the backlight, with soft black hair swaying slightly with each step, drawing a steady arc.

She stared at the farce happening in the corridor and continued to ask, "Can you tell me what happened?"

Nightmare... Nightmare looked at the human in his hand who was fainting with his eyes rolled up, and felt like fainting too.

Chen Shuang looked at Boss Rick who was lying on the ground drooling, then looked up at the huge shadow that was obviously a huge ball but was trying hard to shrink itself.

During the day, I followed the clues I got from Rick's mouth to solve the trafficking ring, and at night I actually encountered this scene.

Boss Rick, you died with honor.

The notification sound when I stepped into the top floor corridor was still ringing in my ears.

【Adventure Completed】

[Unlock the achievement "Great Interrogator"]

[Host behavior will affect the direction of subsequent events, please treat it with caution]

You have encountered the source of your terrifying nightmare.

[The creature named "Nightmare" feeds on nightmares. Due to its different way of thinking, it is born with a talent for terror that others cannot match.]

[In stark contrast to its terrifying appearance, it seems to have an incredibly soft personality]

Chen Shuang looked at the nightmare that was about to shrink into the roof and said, "Excuse me, can I hire you as an employee here?"

A hint of a smile appeared in his dark eyes: "What do you think of the position of interrogator?"