Su Fu did not go to class, which made Xu Yuan very worried.

In the classroom, he asked who made Nightmare Dream Card, but no one admitted it, which made him feel like he was hitting the cotton with one punch.

Even he used the killer weapon of name.

As a result... the number of people who call the name is actually all there, is that nightmare dream card made by a ghost?!

He almost vomited blood from Xu Yuan.

He can't forget the unforgettable nightmare yesterday...

So, this class became a criticism class, and Xu Yuan cursed the dream cards made by other students.

All the students scolded were confused.

Is the master here?!

...

Su Fu returned to the rental house leisurely.

Lying on the bed, I took out the black card.

He became a dreammaker and was in a very happy mood, not only because he fulfilled his wish, but also because he could make dream cards to make money.

However, he has not registered with the department ratings stipulated by the state, so he cannot relax.

Insert the black card into the dream.

drop--

Su Fu's mouth raised and his eyes closed.

"Welcome back, the door to nightmare is always open for you until you are scared to death..."

The dark sky once again appeared in the words of blood.

But this time, I changed my words.

Su Fu couldn't wait to pass by, enter the evil nurse's dream, and pass the level.

However, this time, the blood words in the sky did not disappear.

Blood flowed.

Lines of blood words continued to emerge in the sky...

"Congratulations on successfully scaring Zhang Han and getting 30 ml of scare juice."

"Congratulations on successfully scaring Xin Lei and getting 50 ml of scare juice."

"Congratulations on successfully urinating Xu Yuan and getting 100 ml of scare juice."

...

Looking at the three lines of blood words on the sky, Su Fu widened his eyes.

What the hell?!

Could it be that these three people were scared by the nightmare card he made, so they were recorded?!

Then divide it at different levels according to the degree of fright...

Frightened, scared, scared, scared...

Could there be someone who is scared to death?

Also, what's that scare juice?

Su Fu's thought just arose...

The blood words in the sky are a great line.

"Hehehehe..."

Hey, you're so slutty!

Su Fu rolled his eyes. If it weren't for his dream, he would have thought that someone had deliberately controlled the word "blood" behind his back.

It's not good to be skinny...

Crash.

Su Fu was stunned. In front of him, a black porcelain jar appeared. The porcelain jar contained black juice, swaying and black air.

"Friendly reminder: Scar juice is drinkable and can be used to exchange items."

The blood words emerged again.

Then, the two figures in the distance floated over like ghosts and appeared in front of Su Fu, handing him a roll of worn-out parchment-like rolls.

The paper feels very smooth and I don't know what it made.

"Create convertible items on human velvet paper... I wish you to be scared to death as soon as possible."

Blood flowed in the sky, condensed into a line of words.

Human velvet...

Su Fuxing shook and almost threw the roll of paper.

He thought it was parchment...

The yellowed velvet paper is spread out, with a row of beautiful small characters on it, indicating the exchangeable items.

"Level 1 Physical Technique: Cannon Fist, 150 ml of Shock Juice."

"First-level physical technique: slitting the clothes, 250 ml of scare juice."

"Second-level physical technique: Bajibeng, 1500 ml of scare juice."

...

Su Fu read human velvet paper like he discovered a new world.

Physical skills?

In an era when the dreammaker system is so prosperous, even the hot weapons are almost desolate. Who else can learn physical skills?

What's the use of redeeming this thing?

Su Fu shook his head.

Keep reading.

"Nine-level body technique: Tathagata's magic palm, 1000,000 ml of scare juice."

Su Fu: "..."

Are you teasing me?

However, since there is 180 ml of scare juice, Su Fu chose to exchange it for the first-level physical technique and cannon fist.

With 30 ml left, Su Fu murmured and directly picked up the scare juice and let it go.

It's sour and hard to swallow, and the tongue is swollen and numb!

Su Fu's face wrinkled into a ball of pockmarked seeds... almost spit out.

God is so edible!

Even a pot of vinegar is better than this thing!

Even in the dream, Su Fu was so bad that she almost vomited out even her stomach acid.

The guy who made this scare juice definitely intends to take revenge on society!

I won’t make any troubles in the future, will I?!

Su Fu's heart trembled.

No longer wanting to be scared, Su Fu looked at the extra painted black fruit in his hand.

This is the "cannon fist" exchanged.

So...the physical technique is recorded in the fruit?

After having the experience of being frightened, Su Fu looked at the fruit and swallowed.

I closed my eyes, rubbed a few bites, and ate all my eyes.

Unlike scare juice, this fruit tastes sweet and sweet, and is a rare delicacy.

Su Fu opened his eyes and felt something more in his mind.

There is no time to realize it.

With a bang, he was pushed into the evil nurse's dream...

The familiar gloomy hospital corridor, the dim lights, the pungent formalin smell... and the evil nurses who were twisting their bodies and holding thick syringes.

The evil nurse saw Su Fu, whose eyes were originally closed, staring at Su Fu with a twisted face that was grinning behind his ears.

Kakka...
To be continued...