Dreammakers Union Building.

The lights are brightly lit.

Zhang Meng lay at the door of Xu Yuan's room, his ears pressed against it, his face full of expectations, and he eavesdropped on the sounds in the room.

That "comedy dream card" left a deep impression on him, and Zhang Meng is still in fear.

He really couldn't figure out how this class of candidates... could be so unruly?

He probably saw him for the first time that he could tell the nightmare so fresh and refined.

If the nightmare dream card is not effective, it would be fine, but... the nightmare dream card is surprisingly effective and can improve the user's mental perception by 0.5.

Although...the effect will continue to decline as the number of uses increases.

However, this dream card is already very evil!

Almost all the dream cards that can fully break out of the top ten dream cards in the first-level dream cards rankings.

Zhang Meng's mood is a bit complicated.

If there is a cigarette now, he really wants to hold it in his mouth.

After a nightmare, a cigarette is as happy as a god.

“Ah~”

In Xu Yuan's room.

A scream came, and Zhang Meng suddenly became energetic and his ears were pressed against it.

I could only hear a squeal scream in the room.

The screams were loud and soaring into the sky, and after lingering on the ceiling for a week... they exuded a relaxation like a thousand miles of water.

Finally... it became silent.

Click.

The door was opened.

Xu Yuan walked out of the room expressionlessly.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Xu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Zhang Meng immediately smiled dryly.

"I...I'm passing by, you continue...I'll go back and continue to evaluate Mengka."

Xu Yuan glanced at Zhang Meng with a squinted eyes and smiled coldly: "Don't leave, come to my room, I have something to do to talk to you..."

Zhang Mengdu then took a step and his whole body became cold.

...

Su Fu looked at Xu Yuan who was rolling past the blood list and shook his head.

Teacher Xu is really righteous and always runs on the road to being scared by nightmare dreams.

He found that several nightmare dream cards seemed to have all the scare juice provided by Xu Yuan...

The little slave appeared at some point. He put his hands on Su Fu's shoulders, his big red robe drooped down, and he lay on Su Fu's back.

There is a tendency to scare you to death if you don’t give me a scare juice.

I exchanged 500 ml of scare juice for Xiaonu and asked her to drink it aside.

Su Fu counted the current scare juice. Among Xiaonu and his daily supply and demand, there are still 4320 ml of scare juice in stock.

Although it is still a long way from 10,000 ml, it is at least not without hope.

Ten thousand milliliters of scare juice can unlock the drawing technique of the battle dream card, or exchange it for level 3 physical skills!

It is a crucial leap.

Su Fu looked into the distance, holding hands and standing next to the door.

It seemed that Su Fu's target was sensed, and two black shadows raised their arms and greeted him.

Second-grade nightmare dream...

Su Fu frowned. After experiencing the nightmare of death, the blood word prompted him that the nightmare dream was upgraded to the second level.

Only a second-level dream maker can create a second-level dream. If you want to become a second-level dream maker, your mental perception must exceed 10.

Su Fu didn't know if there would be any accidents when he entered the second-grade nightmare dream with his current level.

However, if it weren't for a nightmare of death, it wouldn't endanger life. At most... it consumes some qi and blood, or mental perception.

After experiencing the last "disposable chopsticks" incident, Su Fu realized that the world of dream makers is very dangerous.

He urgently needs to improve his strength.

And... Su Fu felt that the black card was related to the news of his parents' disappearance, and he must be able to break the secret of the black card.

So he let out a breath.

Take a step, walk towards the door of Nightmare with two black shadows waved.

Second-grade dream... He Su Fu, just wants to see it.

Step into the door of dreams.

Su Fu felt that the picture in front of him... suddenly changed!

It was silent for about three seconds.

He opened his eyes.

Around... is a dilapidated courtyard. The yard is not big, covered with dust and spider silk.

In the middle of the yard, there is a well made of rocks.

Su Fu glanced around and found nothing else.

Frowning, Su Fu took two steps and approached the well with a vigilant heart.

Holding his hand on the stone at the edge of the well, cold...bone-black...

It's like thousands of years of ice.

My heart tightened.

Su Fu slowly poked his head out and looked into the well.

For some reason, it seemed as if there was an inexplicable force that led him to look into the well.

Looking down from the wellhead, the bottom of the well was deep and unstoppable. Under the moonlight, the water in the well seemed to reflect light.

Um?

There is nothing...

Su Fu was stunned. This second-grade dream is so simple?

suddenly.

Pulling out his head and looking at the bottom of the well, Su Fu suddenly felt his body stiffen...

The cold water dripped on his face, tick...

Su Fu's eyes shrank.

In an instant, the atmosphere seemed to become as cold as a knife.

If you look from a distance.

You can see...

Su Fu half knelt at the wellhead and looked into the well.

And behind him...

A figure hangs with its toes on its feet, leans forward, looking at the back of Su Fu's head, the black sticky hair hangs down... and water drops fall.

Sticky black hair...

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at Su Fu!

...

Late at night, the moonlight is obscured by dim dark clouds.

Zhou Wenqiang lay on the bed with complex eyes.

Although I swear to get up early tomorrow.

But the loneliness of a single dog always erodes his unshakable will when it is late at night.

Unable to sleep, he had to get up, tear open a pack of potato chips, and open Mengyan and enter the entertainment site to play.

“Huh?”
To be continued...