Wen Xi shook his head, "I can't be sure if it's the same one, or the same batch. I'll know only after I see them."
"Same batch?"
Ke Youlong's eyelids twitched and he felt something was wrong.
Wen Xi said calmly, "Well, including those mirrors I asked Ling Feng to bring back to the Special Management Bureau, the ghosts behind them who control the world in the mirrors may be the same group as this nightmare ghost. There is a huge force behind them that drives them. They are definitely not independent individuals."
Tie Ruonan looked at Wen Xi with admiration, "No wonder Ling Feng wanted to recruit you into Team One. Even I wanted to recruit you into our Team Six. It's a pity that Ling Feng said that you have no interest in joining the Special Management Bureau."
"Yeah, I can help."
Wen Xi glanced at the clock hanging high on the wall and asked, "Professor Shen, how long will Captain Ling be asleep?"
Professor Shen said uncertainly, "Three hours is the limit for the experiment. If it's longer, I'm afraid he will get lost in the dream world."
"Okay, then wait!"
Wen Xi moved a chair and sat next to them, chatting with Tie Ruonan and the others.
During this period, the expressions of other people nearby did not look optimistic, and their faces were twitching with fear.
"Hmm..."
Ling Feng suddenly groaned, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body began to tremble.
"What's going on?"
Tie Ruonan hurriedly stood up and carried Professor Shen in like a chicken, "Professor Shen, can you please go and see what's going on with Ling Feng?"
Professor Shen quickly checked the nearby instruments, his brows furrowed.
"Time is almost up, and Captain Ling's body is showing signs of resistance. Could it be... that he was injured in the dream world?"
Professor Shen's expression was serious, and he made a decisive decision, "No, I must get him back quickly. I'll try to see if I can call him back."
He trotted outside to tinker with the equipment.
Beep, beep…
Instead, the instrument on Ling Feng's body began to sound an alarm, and Ling Feng's body bounced.
"Damn it! What the hell? Captain Ling is not going to fly."
Ke Youlong was stunned. He saw with his own eyes that Ling Feng was lifted into the air for a moment.
"Fly you big head ghost, this is a problem, if Captain Ling died in the dream, the Special Management Bureau should cry, he was a great general!"
Xin Zhui couldn't help it and hit him on the scalp again, looking at Ling Feng who couldn't stop trembling with anxious eyes.
"Professor Shen, please think of a solution quickly!"
Tie Ruonan urged, he put invisible pressure on Professor Shen, Professor Shen's whole body was wet with cold sweat.
"No, no! He can't be summoned back. I've already hinted at him, but Captain Ling isn't responding at all. If this continues, he'll die...in his dream when the time comes."
Professor Shen's hair was disheveled and his eyes showed despair.
Tie Ruonan clenched his fist and punched the wall hard, and a big hole immediately appeared on the wall.
"No, the Special Management Bureau has already lost so many teammates, I can't let the First Division lose its captain again!"
"Professor Shen, please help me enter my dream."
When they were anxiously following the example of ants on the hot pan, Wen Xi's cold voice rang out. Everyone stopped and looked at the graceful girl at the same time.
"You, do you know what you are saying?"
Professor Shen adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked dryly.
"Of course, hurry up, otherwise Ling Feng will really die."
Wen Xi decisively lay down on the empty bed next to him and looked at Xiao Shaoyan calmly, "Just be quiet, I'll be back soon."
Xiao Shaoyan twitched the corners of his lips and said speechlessly, "I'm not a child, why do I need to be content?"
After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Shaoyan said, "I want to dream with you."
"What? Are you a follower? Can't you see that Ling Feng, the captain of the first team, is in danger and can't get out? Don't come and hold him back."
"...Wen Xi, you're really not cute at all. If you don't want to go, then don't go. Hurry up, I still need to go back to sleep."
"Um!"
"Wait, Wen Xi, you want to enter the dream? That's too dangerous. Let me go."
Tie Ruonan shook his head disapprovingly and wanted her to get up.
"Stop talking nonsense. Either we go together, or I go alone. It's your choice."
Wen Xi's eyes were firm and he refused to give in.
Tie Ruonan's face tightened, but he was too embarrassed to really pull the girl, so he pulled her hair helplessly and said decisively, "Okay, Professor Shen, you let us both dream!"
Ke Youlong asked, "Boss, do you need us to enter the dream together?"
Wen Xi refused, "We went in this time to pull Ling Feng out. If we don't fight, you will be too big a target."
"Well?"
Ke Youlong scratched his head.
"Wen Xi is right, let's go first."
Tie Ruonan is not a stubborn and conceited person. Once he makes a decision, he will stick to it.
"Everyone, lie down. I'll connect you. You're joining us temporarily, so remember, don't be fooled. Come back early and don't get into trouble in there, or I'll have to die to atone for it."
Professor Shen gave them serious instructions while binding the instruments to them.
"knew!"
After the instruments were ready, Professor Shen said, "Okay, close your eyes and count down, 3, 2, 1..."
Wen Xi smelled the scent of wet earth at the tip of her nose. She opened her eyes and saw a blood-red moon. She quickly got up from the mud and looked up to see an old villa.
The cross-section of the old villa is the balcony, through which you can see the front door of each household. There are only five floors in total, and the stairs going up and down are clearly visible.
"Wen Xi?"
Tie Ruonan also stood up and moved closer to her. Seeing the old house, he frowned and said, "It is indeed this old neighborhood where the nightmare started. There is something wrong here."
"Don't worry about it for now. Since everything happened here, Ling Feng must be here. Let's go find him!"
"good!"
They walked downstairs and took the stairs to the second floor. Tie Ruonan used the fluctuations of spiritual power to find Ling Feng's location.
"It seems to be upstairs."
They were about to continue to the third floor when they heard an argument in the stairwell.
"You bastard, you stole things and came to my place, don't you want to die?"
A sharp voice was heard, and then a figure was seen falling from the third floor and directly landing on the ground.
Wen Xi leaned over to take a look. It was a man with a wretched appearance. He must have been forced to jump down and injured his leg. Now he had difficulty walking. He dragged one leg and crawled forward in horror, trying to get away from here.
Suddenly, a kitchen knife flew down from upstairs and hit the man in the head. Blood splattered everywhere and a watermelon fell to the ground. The scene was really hard to watch.
"Dead?"
Wen Xi frowned, "This man seems to be the one lying in the room before?"
Tie Ruonan said in a deep voice, "Yes, it looks like he is dead and needs to go back!"
(Thank you Duo Xingxing, An Wen Xi Le, Feng Ye Zi Han, my richest generator in the world, muah muah ~!)
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