Plague Doctor

In front of the audience in the second row, sitting side by side with five Asian faces of Earth's sages, three men and two women, are in their twenties and thirties years of age.

Gu Jun has seen the appearance of many different races over the past few days, some of which depend on the shape of the skull. But he couldn't possibly be wrong about the type of five faces, but he just didn't know which one of them, and he didn't remember anything.

Calm down, calm down...

“Are these natives or dreamers?” He pressed the excitement, the first thought.

The clothes of the five were indistinguishable because they were all dressed in the usual linen robes, physics could not bring clothes and could be changed.

The natives were not impossible, and he even wondered whether there were a large number of Huaxia ancestors who had taken root here long before the Seven Secrets of the Earth.

If they are dreamers… what is their background? To what organization? Sky Machinery? Lalaire? For the next life? Other organizations?

“I can't tell at all.” Gu Jun's hazy sensations looked at the five people. They were not disgusting looks. The two women were pretty. But there's no way to make a face out of it, just take him and tell the kid that I'm a good guy like he is, and I don't think any kids or parents will believe me.

In the case of the two choices, they are more likely to belong to the Lalaire followers than the NASA staff.

Because at a time when NASA knew nothing about the dream world, the Order of Lalaire had occupied the ancient house of nightmares on that deserted island.

“Calm down, don't expose.” Gu Jun had a quick reckoning, “even if they were from the Sky Machinery Bureau, I revealed that they were still alive. Could they recognize that it was a problem, and that their ability to fight these black businessmen was another problem. If they're not... then I'm in big trouble. ”

Now that he's got his fingers, there's still a big day ahead of him. What will happen to his body at night?

There is no need for this unknown risk to be drawn in for the time being.

To think of it, Gu Jun, although his heart beat faster, longed for them to be astronomers and to know what was going on outside.

His consciousness hid quietly in the Dream Bubble first, and he heard the host shouting, “Nightmare wonders begin! ”

Again, as in the past thirty-one wonders, a black businessman came up with a long needle and stabbed him in the eyes. Now his oculomotor must be a flesh and blood blur. He hasn't been able to close his rest for so many days, and he doesn't know what it's become.

There was a surge of pain and the audience was in shock again.

But Gu Jun noticed that the five Earth's facial audiences, they didn't react much, wrinkled their eyebrows and slightly twitched their facial muscles.

It protects against nightmare energy attacks, these people are not that simple...

When the black cloth fell, the wonder ended, and the theatre sounded chaotic. Gu Jun had only darkness in front of him, but he had already practiced listening to his voice to determine the environment and the people. He hoped that those five people would say something and at least get answers to the first question.

It was just that the five seemed to look at each other and stood up and spread out.

“Less like a NASA person..." But he did have some discernment.

If NASA were to send someone on a dream world expedition, it would have to be a dedicated mobile contingent.

The principle of formation of mobile contingents is that there must be happy orchestras in the team, such as Uncle Egg, capable of relieving everyone's nervousness in due course.

And in his training as a captain, the captain needs to say something to stabilize the team.

“Who are these people?” Gu Junxin raised this question and saw how many new toolboxes there were in the system panel:

[Your spirit was digested, erosion -0.3%, now 38.04%]

Abyss Mission - Mission accomplished!

[You completed the task 39 hours in advance with a nine-star rating]

[Task reward waiting to be claimed: unknown, click to claim your reward]

Done, this task is easy or difficult, let's see how to define pain...

He counts that there's still time between the two wonders, so just click on the task reward, and then there's a flash of light in his head:

“You got a spell: The Eye of the Abyss."

“You got 100 old pictures."

“You got three dreams."

Gu Jun has seen these three rewards and is a little happy. A hundred old photos can reduce the erosion by another 1%. Three beautiful dreams can keep him going.

And a spell? What does “dream” mean?

Is it purifying? Looking at the name doesn't look like much... He clicked on it first and saw a yellow parchment paper hanging on the sea of knowledge, with some alien writing on it, but not Langton's handwriting. For the first time, he saw this dangerous handwriting:

[Dream world has different laws, unlike any other world. Some spells can still be used here, while others can't. There are also spells that can only be used in this world, much less boundaries.

The word "dream” refers to a spell that only works in the dream world.

[Abyss Eye: Accidentally get this ancient spell, is it a curse or luck? Its sacrifice is modest, but it must have a scary pair of eyes that have captured the souls of countless people. I don't have those eyes, and I've never seen anyone with them. It is said to wake the dreamer and cause delusions, blindness and even more serious consequences for the natives.

Gu Jun looked at the spell over and over again, it was a bit sophisticated and frivolous...

Once the spell is used, the erosion will rise again. “The sacrifice is not great" suits him right now, and he has those eyes.

Just look at what this author wrote. After getting this spell, it didn't let go at all. Whether it was this effect or not, it was an unknown number.

Without thinking about it, the next nightmare will begin again.

The task list is refreshed every day, so he can no longer receive this abyss task, just keep lurking...

A group of spectators came in, shocked, left… Session 40, Session 50, Session 60.

The pinholes in his orbicularis occipitalis are increasing, but the erosion is decreasing, and the texture of his mental strength becomes more and more resilient.

When the erosion dropped by 35%, he felt like he could control his entire upper limb swing; when it dropped by 30%, he felt like he could stand up struggling. But the erosion started to get harder to resolve, and only 0.1% -0.2% less in a full-blown game.

By the end of the 100th wonder, the erosion was 23.58%.

After the fiftieth session, there were more and more people in the audience who weren't too scared, and some looked at the treasure.

After the 100th session, the host announced to the audience the end of today's wonder. Gu Jun was pushed back into the background with a black cloth covered.

After a passage he had become familiar with, he heard a conversation between a black businessman and another man, whose words were open to all, so he understood: "This nightmare man, we want it, let's give him a price. ”

He doesn't understand what the black businessman is saying, but the sincere tone is obvious... not to refuse.

And the man said, "The nightmare man will be a sacrifice, that's all. We're leaving Deras-Lynn tomorrow, and you decide as soon as possible. ”

Gu Jun heard these two words and was pushed back into the dark grocery room. A bang shut the door and walked away.

There's no time. Nightmare is over.

I'm still in a tough position, but if I don't struggle, I might end up in the hands of someone harder to deal with tomorrow than the black businessman...

“Now.” Gu Jun took a deep breath and, as usual, the black businessman put him here until the next day, but today he may push him out to show the goods, maybe the deal is done directly, so he has to hurry at least to restore his mobility.

Take a look at the 100 old photos and reduce the erosion to 22.58%.

In a black cloth covering, he reached out his trembling right hand, lifted it up reluctantly, Grade 3 Thai hand, a feeling that could control himself but was even a little strange.

He endured the pain, first from the right eye and then from the left eye, removing the two fixer iron hooks with the blood of silk.

“Ah..." These eyes closed tightly, an unspeakable tear pain, each cell in both eyes hurting.

Gu Jun kept his eyes closed for a while, because he had to hurry to open them slowly.

Sacrifice, “Nightmareman” These experiences are also part of the sacrifice...

When his eyes were fixed again, he pulled the black cloth apart, and there was no one else in this tiny, dark mess room.

He moved his trembling feet and tried to pull them out of the mud basin, but they were caught in a pile of vines, some of which were already deep in the dirt.

Clicking to collect the scalpel, Gu Jun's right hand held this new Callup scalpel, penetrated the basin and cut off a vine first, and suddenly a huge pain attacked. This thing seemed to be part of his body, it was some kind of nervous thing.

“Fuck...” He can make a sound now, but he has to bite his teeth hard to bear it, "I have to go back! Go back to Eastern State, go back. ”

Click, click, click, Gu Jun cut off the vines that were stuck in the dirt, and finally his feet could be pulled out.

He grabbed the wooden frame behind him and struggled to stand up. His feet were shaking and his muscles were weak, but he could still stand...

After slowing down for a while, he was about to release the wooden frame and step out of the mud pot. Yes, I can...

All of a sudden, a footstep approached the outside, and then the grocery door was opened and the door was opened by a black businessman.