Chapter 39 He had this nightmare
Fang Ke curled up in the ice coffin with his back to the dean. He was not interested in anything in the Nightmare City.
He had been here before, and in many moments of dreams at midnight, the only thing he remembered was this city.
When he was very young, he always had nightmares. He dreamed that he was in a dungeon, staring at the eyes of the imprisoned humans with an expressionless face. There seemed to be a person sitting behind him, with a half-smile on his face, which posed a great threat to him.
The hand that dug out his eyes was shaking, and blood seemed to splatter on his face.
I don't know why I feel so tormented.
Later, every corner of the city was under surveillance.
He stood under the lamp, with his comrades' eyes above him.
Looking at him, turning around, with a look of hatred.
He didn't dare to look up, and his head lowered deeper and deeper.
In my ears, I hear the words "traitor" and "running dog" one after another, and the words "you shall not die a good death" are more resentful than the last.
He didn't know whether to cry.
But when Fang Ke woke up, he found that his ears and temples were cold, and the wind made them wet, making them especially cold there.
He didn't know why he had such a dream. He just hated weirdness in his subconscious. Maybe there were times when he felt that he had a lot of ridiculous emotions in his heart: guilt.
After his mother was mysteriously murdered, his hatred deepened once again.
At the end of the year... Is it because you made friends with Weird that you haven't done any dungeons in more than ten years?
Fang Ke's heart is actually very complicated. He can't overcome his resistance to weirdness, but he can't get over Shen Qinian either...
He closed his eyes and curled up helplessly, completely ignoring the surprised look of the dean in the ice coffin beside him.
What happened to Fang Ke? I heard... the Security Bureau tortured him. Could it be that Fang Ke's soul was damaged?
The dean didn't know what exactly happened, but many things were researched in their department, such as instruments that could extract souls and soul-catching cages that could trap souls. These were all inspired by the weird main system.
Of course, there are also enhanced weapons for spirit masters, such as protective shields that can wrap the soul, and various supernatural weapons that can cause damage to monsters.
A spirit controller, as the name suggests, is someone who can control his own soul.
Each one is extremely valuable, and some basic things developed by the institute will be distributed by the Security Bureau to them for free use.
But the dean suddenly discovered that Fang Ke did not have any products belonging to the research institute on him.
Maybe they just don't care.
The dean felt a little unhappy, as if he was being looked down upon. His small eyes kept looking at Fang Ke, with a hint of worry in his dissatisfaction.
Don't let this really hurt your soul, right? The Security Bureau can't be that stupid, right?
He heard some time ago that a senior official in the Security Bureau proposed to issue a warrant for Fang Ke's arrest after he retired. For the safety and stability of human society, this kind of terrorist should be brought under control.
He didn't understand this kind of thing and didn't care much about it. But when he actually saw Fang Ke, he suddenly realized that Fang Ke was much younger than his grandson.
At this age, you should still be studying, right? Studying is good, preferably in science. Useful knowledge can equip humanity, and you can come to the institute to contribute to humanity.
Reading is fine, but military force alone is not enough, someone has to appease the people.
It's okay to study art. He has no prejudice and is very supportive. Heavy snow has blocked many roads, and many residents in remote areas or in the mountains cannot go out. Art and media can comfort their bored hearts, let them maintain their faith and not commit suicide, and let them know that humans still remember them, and the army will rescue them sooner or later, or send them supplies.
The dean has different ideas from the Players Association and the Security Bureau. The Players Association and the Security Bureau are considering the whole of humanity, but the dean thinks that it will only be useful if it is implemented in residents' homes.
Empty talk and assumptions will not save humanity.
The dean spoke to Fang Ke: "What grade are you in? Are you in high school or junior high school?"
Fang Ke ignored it.
"It's time to choose your classes in high school. Science is a good choice for you. You're so smart, you can go to graduate school in the future."
"You're on the front lines now, and you're exposed to a lot of weird things. It's definitely better for you to come to the institute than go somewhere else."
If Fang Ke came to the research institute, he might be able to stop the Security Bureau's actions.
He may have a reason: after entering the research institute, it is difficult for him to leave for more than ten years, so why should he be afraid of harming society?
He had his reasons for wanting to protect Fang Ke. It was not because of their one-time meeting, but because he felt Fang Ke had indeed made outstanding contributions to mankind.
Without Fang Ke, there would probably be only one in ten researchers left in the institute, and there would be no such rapid technological advancement as we have today.
People should know what is right and wrong. How can you repay kindness with hatred? No matter how dangerous Fang Ke is, at best he is just a little willful. He had a rebellious period when he was a child. He doesn't believe that the president and the director have never had a rebellious period.
He just doesn't understand what's wrong with people nowadays. They seem unable to distinguish between right and wrong, and between grudges and grievances. He thought the recent referendum was ridiculous. He ordered everyone in the institute to vote against it, but the votes in favor were still as high as 97%.
What's going on? Are modern people crazy?
They really should be asked to add some mental power points. What a mess they are making!
"Fang Ke, thank you for protecting me this time. Why don't you use the products of our research institute? These are all very useful things. The production is still relatively low, so they can only be used by high-level players. They will be popularized later. Logically speaking, even at your level, they can definitely save your life at a critical moment..."
What product.
Fang Ke was a little impatient: "Shut up, you're so noisy, I don't know what you're talking about."
"I don't know," the dean choked and muttered, "How could I not know? Shouldn't I give it to you first?"
This time he came out with a set of equipment on him. Although the abyss was terrifying, it was more or less useful. In case of any conflict, it could also block the aftermath.
If Fang Ke didn't have it, wouldn't he have to rely solely on the strength of his soul to withstand it?
Poor child, that must be so painful.
The Security Bureau is a piece of shit.
However, although he felt a little sympathy for Fang Ke, he was not foolish enough to give his equipment to Fang Ke. He came with a mission, and it was more important than anything else for him to survive and bring back intelligence and data.
The hearse was still traveling in the Nightmare City. The Nightmare City, Ghost Paradise, Hell Manor, Causal Spider Cave and other ten territories belonging to the ten abyss-level weird territories surrounded the abyss where the weird god was like ten guards. They were all the guardian cities of the abyss.
A huge, bottomless hole in the abyss, with thick black fog covering the entrance, and nothing below can be seen.
God's will cannot be peeped into.
Compared to their own cities, the abyss-level monsters would rather stay in the abyss, where they are closer to God, and the breath emitted by God is a great tonic for them.
The moment Shen Cinian returned to the abyss, eight gazes were instantly cast towards him.
The master of the abyss is back, and the black fog in the abyss begins to become active. Shu Yi walks out of the black fog, kneels on one knee and kisses Shen Cinian's fingers one by one.
"Lord, are you here for the banquet as well? I'm honored."
Shen Qinian's majestic gaze swept across the eight ghosts, and he slowly spoke out his oracle: "From now on, no one can treat me as a god. My identity today is Shu Yi's old friend."
Shuyi was a little surprised, then ecstatic, "Yes."
Since we are old friends, it’s not too much to put your arm around each other’s shoulders, right?
I can get closer to the Lord again~
Chen Cinian tilted his head to glance at Shuyi, and the hand that Shuyi had placed on his shoulder and was about to touch him secretly instantly calmed down and just stayed there motionless.
The hearse arrived late, and most of the monsters in the abyss were dissatisfied with Shuyi's invitation to humans to play in the abyss. They thought of the fact that a human had lived here for a long time a hundred years ago, following their great god every day and desecrating their god, and they felt disgusted.
The driver opened the ice coffin and Fang Ke jumped out of the car instantly.
He saw Shen Cinian being hugged by Shu Yi at a glance.
Is this what friends look like?
A surge of violence suddenly rose in his heart.
It’s hard to say whether it’s anger or something else. Everything here is very strange. I can’t get angry, so I can only endure it.
But the more he endured, the more his internal organs felt like they were burning.
It turns out that this is the reason why Broad Daylight has no partner.
It turns out that Qingtian Bairi’s partner is Gui.
It turns out that Shen Cinian has a companion, a ghost.
No wonder Shen Cinian rejected him. No wonder.
"Why are you all looking at me?" Shu Yi called out to the ghosts and the two people, "Sit down, don't be polite, sit down."
Suddenly, several long scrolls appeared behind him, floating in the air, covered with calligraphy.
Those ghosts were not surprised and sat down directly. Fang Ke followed suit and sat down calmly.
Even at his current level, any ghost here could easily crush him to death, but he showed no fear at all, just staring at Shen Cinian without blinking.
The dean sat down next to Fang Ke cautiously, looking very nervous. His hands holding the notebook and pen were shaking, and he kept moving closer to Fang Ke.
He originally thought that there was only one abyss-level monster, but there were actually eight of them here. If they suddenly attacked, Fang Ke would not be able to protect him even if he tried his best.
We can only take it one step at a time and try not to cause any conflicts!
But the ghost noticed Fang Ke's disrespectful look towards the ghost god. It was stunned for a moment, then slammed the table!
"Human! What do you mean? How dare you..."
The oracle took effect instantly, and Guiyi was forced to shut up and did not reveal Shen Cinian's identity.
It held its breath for a moment, then uttered, "How dare you stare at Mr. Shuyi? He's the most popular novelist and playwright here."
Shu Yi smiled and tried to smooth things over. "Don't be angry, everyone. Since you've passed the Twin Village, you're considered a fan of my books. We're happy to be together today. It's not worth getting angry—"
"Old friend, sit next to me."
"No," Chen Qinian looked towards Fang Ke, "I'm still used to sitting at the table with humans."
"Okay," Shuyi's tone was lost and full of regret.
He looked at Shen Cinian's back as he walked away, his eyes flashing with undisguised gloom and possessiveness.
It was just right, and Fang Ke saw it clearly.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
