It's like the first business after opening a store. Once it opens, it's a good start.

Only then will there be the possibility of moving on and living.

Originally, according to Lin Mo and his friends' "capital", there was no way they could gain a foothold in the third level of dreams. There was no possibility at all, but the battle in the cozy cottage laid the foundation.

The cost is high.

But the gains are equally huge.

Lin Mo gained a firm foothold in this passage.

Can you stand steadily?

All the evil ghosts and nightmares here were killed. They did not encounter any resistance and directly took over the opponent's territory.

The nightmares that could be used to improve strength were not wasted and were all eaten by Xiaoyu and the others.

This further increased the strength of Xiaoyu and the others.

Take Xiaoyu for example, she has actually reached the threshold of her next transformation.

With the improvement of strength, mutual familiarity and deepened cooperation, the combat capability will be doubled.

Afterwards, they encountered a nightmare in the third level of dream. Xiaoyu and others worked together to kill it and eat it.

Lin Mo was naturally not idle either. Whenever Xiaoyu and the others had a bite to eat, Lin Mo would get a share, and he would use a curse to suck the nightmare ghost blood.

This thing can greatly improve your strength, but it is also very toxic.

Fortunately, there was still half a pot of soup that his mother had made last time in the cozy little house. If the toxicity in the ghost blood, that is, the resentment, malice and hatred, was too great after sucking it, and it affected Lin Mo's spirit and made him have confused and crazy thoughts, then he would drink a bowl of soup.

It can cleanse the toxicity in ghost blood.

Lin Mo knew that this almost crazy and self-mutilating improvement was limited, and the limit was how long it would take to finish that pot of soup.

After drinking it, you can no longer absorb the ghost blood of the third-level dream nightmare at will.

Without my mother’s soup, it would really be suicide.

But even with the soup, Lin Mo felt more and more like he was in a nightmare.

The skin began to become pale and bloodless, just like Xiaoyu.

Very strong.

The fingers were already very strong, but now, the fingertips had a sharpness, as if Xi Wenjun could easily peel off skin with his fingers.

Lin Mo's fingers can tear everything apart.

And he really enjoyed doing it.

Not only does he like to tear things, he also likes to twist his neck.

This is entirely influenced by Lao Bai and my brother.

My mother told me that Lao Bai also helped in resisting the enemies last time, but this guy stayed in a small room on the second floor most of the time and rarely came out.

It seems that my mother has made some kind of transformation on Lao Bai, and now Lao Bai no longer bothers me.

Lin Mo didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Anyway, for some enemies, twisting the neck is a very good and deadly means of attack.

It can be used.

If twisting the neck doesn't work, tear the opponent in half.

Simple and direct.

And this is only one aspect of Lin Mo's improvement in strength.

His curse also became stronger.

A rising tide lifts all boats.

This thing is hard to describe. The most direct way to explain it is that if there is another person who has the same curse sequence as Lin Mo, then if they fight and only use curses, the other person will definitely not be Lin Mo's opponent.

And Lin Mo will crush him.

This is the benefit of improving overall strength.

Lin Mo tried to get out of that passage.

The environment outside is very dangerous.

Although he only took a glance, Lin Mo could tell that the environment outside was not big.

This may be a corner of a three-layer dream.

It is also possible that this is the third level of dream.

More possibilities need to be explored, and exploration in such places requires strength to support it.

If you wander around without any ability, the end result will be death.

Lin Mo understood this principle.

Xiaoyu, Yuejie and Xi Wenjun also understood this principle. Perhaps because they had been following Lin Mo for a long time, their styles of doing things were becoming more and more like Lin Mo's.

Be bold but careful, cautious, and believe in striking first. Either don't strike, or strike with death.

It took them some time to eat up all the nightmares in the passage.

After observation, Lin Mo found that the front half of the passage was a tree hole, and the back half looked like a sewer in a city.

Then there should be a city above their heads.

Lin Mo couldn't tell what city it was, but at least judging from the old style of the sewers, it was not a modern city.

It is more like a big city in the Hundred Years White Eagle, or the White Eagle’s home country, the Great Eagle Country.

After finding the exit and secretly exploring it twice, Lin Mo's guess was basically confirmed.

This is the big city of Daying Country, Kengdun.

Lin Mo didn't expect that when he entered the third level of dreams, he would end up in a foreign city from a hundred years ago.

It was dark outside and silent.

Didn't see the nightmare.

But there are things scarier than nightmares.

Air.

There was some kind of mist like pollutants floating in the air here. Lin Mo took a breath and almost fainted. Xiaoyu and the others couldn't stand these nightmares.

And the kind that kills people without being seen.

Fortunately, the sewers are relatively closed, and there is no fog that looks like floating metal dust like outside. Even if there is, the concentration is not lethal.

Lin Mo suggested continuing to dig deeper into the sewer.

Wait until you are strong enough before going out to explore.

So in the end, even the last rat in the sewer was killed.

Clean, like a freshly washed tablecloth.

According to Lin Mo's plan, they need to stay here for a while to improve their strength.

But sometimes, plans can't keep up with changes.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps overhead disrupted their plans.

The footsteps are heavy.

Apparently someone was passing overhead.

Of course, if they were just passing by, it wouldn't be worth mentioning at all. The main thing was that the footsteps stopped on the manhole cover, and then with a bang, the manhole cover was hooked to the side by someone.

Waves of cold and haze poured down from above.

Lin Mo and the other three ghosts below all looked up, of course they had all hidden themselves.

If something comes down from above, they don't need to discuss it with each other, they can cooperate with just a gesture or a glance.

Waited for a moment.

Then something was dropped from above.

It fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the echo was heard from far away.

Lin Mo took a look.

It looks like a dead body.

His hands and feet were tied with wire, something was stuffed in his mouth, his eyes were wide open, and his face was covered in blood. He died a miserable death.

At this time, someone spoke from above.

Of course, it was spoken in Great Eagle language.

Because we are in a nightmare world, we can communicate directly through consciousness and there are no communication barriers in any language.

I understand.

"It's inappropriate to just throw Henry into the sewer, isn't it?"

"There's nothing inappropriate about that. The bell is about to ring. Do you have time to go outside and dump the body?"

"But if the bell rings, Henry will become..."

"That has nothing to do with us. You don't think we are the only ones dumping bodies into the sewers? You are too naive. Be smart. Let's go back to the factory. The bell will ring soon."

After a brief conversation, the person above seemed to leave.

For the time being, let’s call the other party a human.

Because from the conversation, it seems quite normal, not like some ghosts talking to each other.

Is there anyone in the third level of dream?

Lin Mo felt that this possibility was unlikely.

Even if there is, he is dead.

Lin Mo estimated that he was the only living person.

But even if there are deaths, it is a rare thing.

You have to know that this is the third level of dreams, and the horror index is several orders of magnitude higher than that of the second level of dreams. Lin Mo feels that only the most terrifying nightmares can exist in such a place.

Normal nightmares are not acceptable.

Not to mention the ordinary dead.

Lin Mo's curiosity was aroused again, and the other party had just repeatedly said "ring the bell".

What does this mean? While Lin Mo was thinking, Xiaoyu, Sister Yue and Xi Wenjun had already gathered there and started studying the corpse.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mo went over and asked if anyone had found anything.

Xiaoyu pointed at Sister Yue and asked her to speak.

Sister Yue said that there was something wrong with the body and that it felt like there was something hidden inside.

Burn it, she suggested.

Lin Mo has a source of fire.

Burnt?

Lin Mo thought it was okay, but before that, he wanted to search first to see if he could find anything valuable from the corpse.

He walked over and began to search his pockets.

You know what, there really is something there.

But it was not in the pocket, but held in the hand of this corpse.

I guess this guy knew someone would search his pockets before he was killed, so he just held the things in his hands.

Tried the person who searched him.

But Lin Mo couldn't hide this.

The other person was holding a pocket watch.

Very tight.

In order to pry open the other person's fingers, Lin Mo also used some strength.

As a result, at this moment, a bell suddenly rang from above.

Just when Lin Mo and Xiao Yu were stunned, suddenly, the corpse on the ground made a crackling sound, turned its head, and grabbed Lin Mo's wrist.

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