Chapter 97 Nightmare Community
Xu Zhiyan likes the master bedroom very much.
Because the live broadcast room can be blocked here.
But the only drawback is that there is only a bed and no other table or chair to sit and talk.
He leaned against the head of the bed like a boneless person, lowered his head to check his phone, looking through the income orders of the past few days.
Chu Fei worked very hard and his earnings have been very good in the past few days. His total earnings have been increasing steadily. Apart from the reduction in the correct time, no major problems have occurred so far.
I hope they can recruit new deliverymen quickly.
When Bai Jin walked in, he saw Xu Zhiyan looking lazy.
It handed over the hot milk in its hand and spoke.
"Go to sleep after you finish drinking."
Humans still need enough rest time. Although Xu Zhiyan doesn't seem to need much sleep these days, Bai Jin is still a little worried about his fragile human body.
Xu Zhiyan put away his phone, took the milk and drank it all in one gulp.
"What time is it?"
He casually put the cup aside without paying attention to the time. For infinite game players, getting a good night's sleep in the dungeon is already a luxury.
He had just replenished his mental and physical strength before coming back, so he didn't feel sleepy at all now.
Thinking of his plan, Xu Zhiyan took off his shoes and sat in the middle of the bed. He patted the edge of the bed, motioned Bai Jin to sit down, and spoke softly.
"I have a question about art, I hope you can answer it."
Although Bai Jin doesn't remember "The Last Dream" and other works, they were designed by the other party after all, so he should have some unique insights.
"If, I mean if, you were asked to design a piece of art with the theme of the last sweet dream, what would you design?"
Xu Zhiyan remembered that Bai Jin had said that he would weave a final sweet dream for those who accidentally broke in, and then kill them. Since he still remembered this word after losing his memory, it must have been an important inspiration.
"The last sweet dream?" Bai Jin raised his eyebrows.
It sat down beside the bed, hunched over and got close to Xu Zhiyan. Because it was too close, its breath almost hit the young man's face.
"You are my last sweet dream."
The man's breathing became heavier, and his deep voice was filled with lingering.
“…”
Xu Zhiyan, who was so excited just now, suddenly froze and got goosebumps all over his body.
What the hell?
Why has the topic of artistic creation been diverted to cheesy love talk?
But seeing the other person's expression and the hand that had already touched his calf, Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but use his hands and feet to move back a distance.
Considering the questions he wanted to ask, if Bai Jin didn't cooperate, he might not get any answers. He resisted the urge to control the other party and explained with a frown.
“I’m talking about making art.”
“When you see this topic, what kind of work do you want to create?”
Seeing Xu Zhiyan in front of him on the verge of losing his temper, Bai Jin stroked the warm skin on the young man's calf with his fingertips, then reluctantly withdrew his hand.
If you go a little further, the person in front of you might get angry.
It's not the right time yet.
It sat up straight, coughed lightly, and began to think seriously about this sudden creative proposition.
“This proposition is hopeless.”
The last beautiful dream, even at the end, is it just a beautiful dream?
When Xu Zhiyan heard this, he stood up.
"Go on, what else?"
He thought of the relieved expressions that all the residents would show when passing by the sculpture ball, so he gave a hint.
“Is it possible that this work, after it is created, will give passers-by a strong sense of redemption after seeing it?”
Xu Zhiyan gestured with his hands, trying to explain the content of the sculpture with his brain which had little artistic talent.
"Well... after watching it, I feel like I have no regrets in death."
Bai Jin looked at the young man racking his brains, touched his chin with a thoughtful expression, and finally shook his head.
"It's too late today. For us artists to create, we need time and inspiration. If you go to bed now, then maybe I'll have some inspiration."
When he heard the beginning, Xu Zhiyan almost believed Bai Jin’s lies.
"...I don't trust you."
However, knowing that art cannot be forced, he decided to give the other party some time.
Finally, Xu Zhiyan thought that he had nothing to do today, and after having experienced the kind-hearted toothless boss and the impossible-to-deal-with Grandma Zhang, he decided to have a rare good night's sleep.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door of the guest bedroom, eighteen red eyes were staring at him.
"!"
Damn, forgot about the rabbit!
The nine rabbits are stupid and silly. They don’t know to run away when they see people coming. They are like nine breathing rabbit dolls, in a realistic style.
Xu Zhiyan picked up a rabbit and examined it carefully. It was very clean and had no peculiar smell.
These cloned rabbits don't seem to have any strong physical desires. Even though they have been here for a while, there is not even a grain of rabbit droppings on the ground.
He thought about it, then bent down and carried all the rabbits onto the bed.
The nine big fat rabbits were like nine cotton pillows. Xu Zhiyan grabbed a warm fat rabbit and stroked it a few times.
By the time he fell into a drowsy sleep, he had established some kind of relationship with the rabbits beyond the ten hours they had spent together.
Since entering the dungeon, Xu Zhiyan, who had been tense all the time, suddenly relaxed. He slept particularly deeply and even had some dreams about rabbits.
The next morning.
Bright sunlight slipped in through the gap in the curtains and hit the young man's eyelids, causing his eyelashes to tremble slightly.
Xu Zhiyan frowned, turned over, and vaguely heard Bai Jin's voice.
"Still sleeping? Aren't you going to get up?"
He felt the man's hand on his face, and couldn't help but impatiently knock the man's hand away and scolded: "Bai Jin, who allowed you to enter my room?"
"…Well, maybe you could open your eyes? There seems to be something strange on your bed."
Bai Jin, whose hand was slapped away, held back his smile and tried hard to persuade Xu Zhiyan to get up.
Xu Zhiyan was not a fool. He understood the meaning of Bai Jin’s words and had a bad feeling in his heart.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was faced with a huge, wrinkled head.
The rabbit's head swelled as if it was inflated, and its white fur hung down behind it. The rabbit's head, which was three times larger than its body, still had a dazed expression and made no sound.
"……Grass!"
Xu Zhiyan woke up instantly.
He sat up with a start, looking at the beasts of error squirming all over the bed, his expression changing from horror to ecstasy.
In the live broadcast room, the audience was almost dying of laughter at Xu Zhiyan's expression, and they all posted comments.
[Hahahahaha, I slept with nine beasts of error for one night. ]
[I'm convinced, I'm convinced. He is indeed a little millionaire. He looked frightened at first, but then he figured out the time in his brain, and when he looked at the rabbit again, he had a different expression.]
[Hahahaha, after all, although this thing looks scary, one can only deduct ten hours. ]
【As expected of a profiteer. 】
[Rabbit: Listen to me and thank you]
[As long as there is profit, he doesn't care whether the rabbit looks scary or not. ]
With a wave of his hand and a slash of his sword, the nine beasts of error were dead.
Xu Zhiyan was in a very good mood as he had gained ninety hours of work as soon as he got up, especially when he found that the task of cleaning the kindergarten was completed, he felt even better.
【Congratulations to the player for completing the task! 】
【Task: Kindergarten Volunteer】
[Progress: 100%]
[Tip: The admission instructions have been given, please read the above content carefully. ]
The message came at 4:30 in the morning.
In other words, Xinan had completely cleaned out the kindergarten in the early morning.
“It’s quite efficient.”
Xu Zhiyan looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock. He guessed that Xinan and Gan Mi should go back to do their own things.
He quickly ate breakfast, changed his clothes, and went to the abandoned kindergarten. The notice said that the admission instructions had been given, so he had to find them first.
Today is Saturday, but there are not many people in the community, and the temperature is much higher than at night.
Ten minutes later, Xu Zhiyan stood in front of the abandoned kindergarten.
The gate here was open, and there was not a single fallen leaf in the previously messy and deserted playground. The only thing was that one of the swings seemed to be broken, hanging there as if it had been squeezed flat.
He raised his eyebrows and walked in. Looking at the scene in front of him which was beyond his expectations, he silently gave Xinan a thumbs up in his heart.
"Xinan, you have some skills."
Muttering to himself, Xu Zhiyan crossed the yard and entered the kindergarten building.
He had been here once before.
It was dark and damp, with mildew in the corners and the glass mottled, with enough fallen dust to allow one to reach out and draw on it.
Now the windows here are clean, the glass is spotless, and the floor has been swept clean.
It's no longer as tattered as before!
Seeing that Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but praise Xinan to himself, the barrage couldn't help but share Gan Mi's contribution.
[Boss Gan is the worst cleaner in history! ]
[Hahahahahahaha, these were all done by Boss Gan, and in the end Xiao Baiwan attributed all the credit to Mad Dog.]
[Why! I don't accept it! Xinan was jumping around like a rabbit in there last night. He didn't clean anything and just made a mess!]
[That’s right! It was all done by Boss Gan! I saw it all!]
[He was the one who swept the floor, mopped the floor, and cleaned the windows... How could we let Mad Dog take all the credit? We should find someone to save the video of Boss Gan cleaning.]
[I am dying of laughter. How dare the person above save this? Be careful or Boss Gan will beat you up hahahahaha]
[Boss Gan ran away after he was done. I was so angry that I almost died. Hahahaha]
The kindergarten has three floors.
Xu Zhiyan walked up the stairs slowly and saw a lot of "corpses" piled in the middle of the hall on the second floor.
They were some humanoid monsters with black skin, of varying sizes.
And Xinan was sitting on a hill of corpses, wiping the double-edged knife in his hand again and again.
Probably expected.
Their eyes met, and neither showed any surprise.
"Thanks a lot."
Xu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes and took the lead in greeting.
He appeared extremely calm on the surface, but he was actually thinking frantically inside.
Because he had obtained Xinan's information before entering the dungeon, he made more preparations.
Especially after the successful implementation of the first phase of the dog training plan, he did consider how to maximize the use of Xinan to do things for him in the dungeon.
Xinan is a person who admires the strong very much, and his worship of the strong is almost engraved in his bones.
And he himself doesn't seem to care about the life or death of others, so there is no need to be soft-hearted towards this kind of dog. You just need to show your strength and give some verbal guidance.
In the past few months, Xinan and its original owner seemed to be on bad terms, which should be a good thing for Xu Zhiyan.
But accidents happened frequently afterwards.
He was first forced to be entangled by the perverted Bai Jin and missed the best opportunity to train the dog. Later, he met Gan Mi and had to show a gentler side.
Although he managed to win the game in a subsequent battle with Bai Jin, the effect of this indirect display may not be very good.
Different from Xu Zhiyan’s uneasiness.
Xinan jumped down from the pile of corpses, walked up to the black-haired young man, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
Xu Zhiyan took the paper and saw the system pop-up prompt.
[Congratulations to the player for obtaining the new item "Kindergarten Admission Manual" ~]
He took the manual back without hesitation, not daring to look at it now, and waited with a smile for Xinan to continue speaking.
The silver-haired young man took a half step back, his eyes wandering.
He bent his index finger and scratched his ear, as if he had made up his mind, and finally spoke.
"Will you fight me again?"
Hearing this topic, the smile on Xu Yanzhi's face began to fade.
This really won’t work!
He had planned everything, but he didn't expect that Xinan's first words after meeting him would be to ask for a fight. Was this dog really not well trained?
No, that's not right. The other party was quite respectful when I went to return the weapons last time.
"Why do you suddenly make such a request?"
Although he had countless questions in his mind, Xu Zhiyan still asked in a nice voice.
Xinan pursed her lips and looked at the thin young man.
"That skill feels very familiar to me..."
"I think I lost to someone with the same ability."
Although he was clearly talking about losing, there was a hint of desire to prove himself in the expression of the silver-haired young man.
“…”
Xu Zhiyan had a smile on his face, but he was screaming for help in his heart.
What skills? What abilities?
Is it the absolutely safe time or the electric shock, or is it the gravity that was placed on Bai Jin before?
Except for the electric shock, the others are difficult to replicate.
And this electric shock can't be directly taken out now and said, "Look, props! Are you stupid?"
So when he went to watch under his building before, wasn't it because he successfully trained the dog on the first day? Was it because he was familiar with his ability to defeat the opponent?
Xu Zhiyan seemed to have figured something out in an instant, but the most important task now was to fool the guy in front of him!
He didn't show it on his face, he just raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head.
"The game has entered its second phase. Wasting time and energy on friends does not meet my expectations."
Although the tone was relatively gentle, it contained an unquestionable rejection.
Sure enough, after listening to this, Xinan hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Just when Xu Zhiyan was thinking about what to say next, Xinan seemed to have completed his mission. He turned around, walked to the window, opened it, and jumped out... and escaped.
"?"
Xu Zhiyan looked at the other party's smooth operation and was confused.
Maybe the thought processes of perverts and lunatics are different from those of ordinary people, he thought secretly.
However, the fight with him was finally over. Xu Zhiyan walked past the pile of corpses in front of him and continued to check the kindergarten.
The kindergarten had been cleaned up inside and out, so there wasn't much to explore.
After walking around the third floor again and finding nothing, Xu Zhiyan returned to the yard in a lack of interest, closed the door and walked towards the central pool.
This time, before going home, he took a photo of the red wire ball with his mobile phone.
In this way, even if Bai Jin fails to perfectly reproduce "The Last Dream" sometime later, he can still use the photos to remind the other party.
1402 In the living room.
Bai Jin was a little surprised.
Ever since it was controlled, it never asked Xu Zhiyan what time he could go home.
Originally, he thought that the other party would stay outside for a long time today like usual, and Bai Jin was prepared that he would not come back until evening.
However, when the young man changed his clothes and walked over with a smile, it smelled the not very pleasant smell again.
It's the smell of the white-haired guy.
Xu Zhiyan didn't know why Bai Jin's face suddenly fell.
He originally planned to take people to the bedroom to reproduce "The Last Dream", but was rejected as soon as he opened his mouth.
"My dear, I need a relatively open environment when I create."
Bai Jin pointed to the living room.
Although some furniture was put in here gradually after the still life table was removed, there is still a lot of space for activities.
“And whether it’s a sculpture or some other design, I always have to draw it on paper first.”
When Xu Zhiyan heard this, he felt that what the other party said seemed to make sense?
He nodded and said that he would not go out this afternoon. His main goal was to study this topic. He needed some creative logic to infer the relationship between Bai Jin and the central pool and the Dream Community.
"Of course you can, dear."
Bai Jin agreed to this matter immediately. It was such a happy thing for him to spend a wonderful afternoon with Xu Zhiyan.
"But isn't it a bit too lonely to leave me here alone to create? Would you like to stay with me in the living room?" It asked tentatively.
Of course Xu Zhiyan was willing.
He also hoped that Bai Jin would recall some copy secrets during the creative process.
After lunch, the living room was cleaned up again.
Bai Jin also found the easel, palette and brushes that had been thrown away somewhere and put them in order.
Xu Xiaohua was sent to take a nap, leaving only two adults in the living room.
However, before the creation began, Bai Jin put forward new requirements.
Xu Zhiyan was not allowed to take a peek before it was completed.
"...There are so many problems. OK, OK, OK."
Xu Zhiyan's mouth twitched. After agreeing to this condition, he saw Bai Jin finally picked up the brush and started writing.
The warm winter sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room and falls on the floor that has been repaired several times.
Xu Zhiyan felt drowsy under the sunlight.
I don't know why, maybe it's because Bai Jin looks too much like the ghost in the safe house. This face represents "safety" to him, so as soon as he returned to 1402, he became a lot more relaxed.
If he hadn't wanted to ask Bai Jin some questions, he would have probably fallen asleep.
"Any ideas?"
Xu Zhiyan asked.
Bai Jin nodded, without stopping the movement of his hands, and replied softly: "I have always had this idea, but I am not sure if this is what you want."
Xu Zhiyan was delighted when he heard this.
"This proposition is given to you, so what I need is your thoughts, not what I want."
What he wanted to replicate was the content of the red electric ball. If Bai Jin really made the sculpture according to what he wanted now, he might as well just carve a gold coin and put it in the pool.
Time passes by little by little.
Xu Zhiyan started out by asking a few questions sporadically, then asked a few questions while lyining, and finally he couldn't resist the temptation of the sunlight and fell asleep.
It was not until around six o'clock that he woke up and found an extra blanket on his body.
The scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows also changed from the clear sky at noon to the charming red dusk.
"Are you ready?"
He stretched and looked at Bai Jin who was still concentrating on painting.
The whole living room is filled with a faint smell of paint.
Bai Jin nodded, then shook his head.
It didn't answer, but just looked at the easel with a longing look.
This expression made Xu Zhiyan very curious.
He didn't know what the red wire ball was so eager for.
Even if the current sketch has the same effect as the thing in the pool that looks like the Atonement Ball, shouldn't there be an expression of relief?
Xu Zhiyan walked over curiously.
The moment he saw the painting, the expression on his face could no longer be maintained.
In the center of the drawing paper is a naked young man sleeping.
The young man was lying on the dark red velvet. He had soft black hair, and the sparse hair was hanging down on his cheeks. There were tears in his eyes. He bit his lips hard, almost biting them to bleed. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was somewhat painful, but unexpectedly mixed with a hint of joy...
The person in the painting seems to be experiencing something indescribable yet extremely comfortable, even the faint teardrop mole under the eyes is crying.
Countless black hands covered the young man's fair body.
Chest, thighs, waist, abdomen, clavicle...
Obviously all the key points are covered by the black hands, yet they look extremely erotic.
After Xu Zhiyan recognized that the face was his own, he immediately looked away and wanted to curse.
But in a trance he remembered that the game was live streaming. Before he could curse, he immediately wanted to find something to cover the painting. He searched for a long time but couldn't find anything. He could only stand in front of the painting himself.
My head was buzzing and my blood pressure was skyrocketing.
"You...what the hell?"
"I asked you to create something, but you fucking did something... pornographic with me?"
Xu Zhiyan was so angry that he was incoherent.
Bai Jin had an expression that said 'What a shame I haven't finished appreciating it yet'.
It shrugs and explains its artwork: “The last dream, the unattainable dream… just like you.”
“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with my work.”
“The creator’s state and inner state will determine the difference in the content of the creation.”
Xu Zhiyan's facial features were all wrinkled together.
"What kind of heresy is this? What were you thinking about when you were painting?"
"Miss you."
This time, Bai Jin answered quickly.
It was Xu Zhiyan's turn to stand there in a daze.
In his live broadcast room, everyone has already been screaming at the works of the perverted painter.
[Ahhhhhh grass]
[Why code? Why code? ]
[What on earth did this pervert draw? Is there anything I can't see? ]
[Ahhh, judging from the colors, it should be coloring! 】
[Here it comes! My emojis are back! (yellow puppy holding a yellow rose.jpg)]
【Let me feel better.jpg】
[I give up. We are all adults. Can you treat everyone in our live studio as a human being? ]
It turned out that according to the live broadcast rules, the painting was covered with thick mosaics the moment it appeared.
Yunshan old house.
Qu Ji quietly stuck his head out from upstairs, looking at the ghost who was lost in thought. He wanted to go downstairs to get the chessboard delivery, but he didn't dare to.
By the fireplace, the ghost was watching the live broadcast with an unhappy expression.
Although the picture was covered with mosaics, he could tell what the painter had painted by the blocks of color.
Looking at Xu Zhiyan's angry face, He felt a little embarrassed.
But thinking about the content of the painting...
He lowered his head and looked at his fingertips.
If I were to draw it myself, I would definitely be able to do a better job than drawing it from slices.
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