I had been hearing the bearded man talking about the devil before, but Lu Mingfei thought he would see some big monster with cow horns on his head.

But he really didn't expect that he would see zombies.

What appeared in front of him was some human figures with ulcerated skin, ugly appearance, and exposed flesh and brain on his head. Anyone with some experience in movies can recognize this classic look.

It seemed as if a hundred stinky socks were stuffed into the toilet and the rich stench fermented came. Lu Mingfei had never hated this real dream so much for a moment. There was no time to think about it. Not only him, but also his bearded man's expression changed slightly. The two of them made their own actions almost at the same time.

However, compared with Lu Mingfei, who was "lost in appearance", the bearded man is quite a tough man.

He smiled evilly (actually, his mouth was hidden under his beard and could not be seen at all), raised the black spear in his hand, and pulled the trigger directly at the zombies moving in front of him!

There is no doubt that Lu Mingfei, who was walking in front, was also shrouded within the range of the double-barrel shotgun.

After all, if you find the demon, there is no need to exist!

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei's sudden sense of crisis saved his life. The skills engraved in human DNA, the legendary skill, Lazy Donkey rolled and used. He rolled to the side with his back to the ground with the gravel that fell from the projectile, and then got up and ran away.

There is not only a straight road in the cave, otherwise there would be no need to lead the way. Lu Mingfei has been staring at the place where he ran away for a long time.

There are zombies attracting attention, and the bearded man has already shot. When will he not run away?

Of course he didn't know what was going on in the unknown front, but now Lu Mingfei doesn't care about these things anymore. Who cares about this when he is in a panic?

But no matter what, some basic things will not change.

After three years of high school, he could get defeated by running a 1,000-meter physical education class. He seemed to be completely inherited in his dream. With his physical strength as a stamina, he barely burst out with potential and ran for a while and had to stop and rest. He really couldn't run anymore.

Listening to the gunshots and the roars of zombies behind him, Lu Mingfei, who was sweating, held the wall with both hands and felt as if he was panting like a fat cow with strength removed. But he didn't dare to stop, so he had to cry and continued to run forward while panting like a broken fan, shouting in his heart:

"What kind of dream is this? Hello!"

The boy had a dream of gunfighting in his heart, which has been confirmed by CS and CF in the majority of teenagers. But Lu Mingfei dreamed of one day he could use heavy firepower to zombies, but he never thought that he would be pushed by someone with a gun to face the screaming zombies!

For the first time in my life, I ran so fast. If I could run at this level during the physical education exam, I would definitely not be at the bottom of the class.

For him, whether it is a scary zombie or a demon hunter who shoots a disagreement, they are things that can only exist in nightmare, and he doesn't want to touch anyone, no matter which one it is!

What, this is a nightmare, that's all right.

As soon as his feet slipped, Lu Mingfei, who was already running a little weak and was still distracted, chewing shit, fell on the ground and slid out for a short distance. The thick sand made the skin on his chest and abdomen feel burning. Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and got up tremblingly from the ground, looked down at the palm of his skin that had been scratched, grinned, and his face wrinkled like a wilted chrysanthemum.

"It hurts so much..."

Didn’t dream say it wouldn’t hurt? Isn’t this a dream?

But soon he discovered that this question seemed to be answered, and a group of ragged zombies appeared in front of his vision with a strong body odor.

But he no longer had the energy to escape.

The zombies looked at him and seemed to smell the fresh meat. Their slow movements immediately became excited. Something that was not known to be saliva or blood that had not been completely solidified came out of their open mouths. Soon, the group of zombies rushed to him at a speed that was completely inconsistent with their stiff body shape.

For a moment, Lu Mingfei only felt countless arms brutally grasping various parts of his body, which made him feel an indescribable chill, goose bumps all over his body, and he could not say the swear words in his burning lungs.

It was as if he had become the protagonist in some difficult little game, and the zombies raised his limbs with all their strength. However, what was about to appear next was probably another scene that was prohibited by minors?

Perhaps because he still subconsciously felt that this was a nightmare, Lu Mingfei was incredibly not too scared. When he looked at the crowded ugly zombies shaking their heads and leaning over, some wonderful thoughts suddenly popped up in his heart:

——At this time, should I say something extremely tough, “Gu, kill me!”?

Unable to follow this idea, an indescribable severe pain suddenly came from his body. The boy's thoughts were interrupted, and he let out a scream like a pig-killing scream, and his eyes went dark.

But at the moment when Lu Mingfei "network connection has been interrupted", almost at the same time, the heads of the zombies surrounding him fell off his neck suddenly.

In the darkness, a figure wearing a black cloak put down the silver commander knife stained with some filth in his hand, and a slightly playful smile appeared on his face.

The zombies that pollute the city appearance not only turned into a style that suited the mirror copy, but also changed their faces completely. Bu Shun approached Lu Mingfei, who had fallen into a coma.

As soon as he stretched out his arm, he lifted Lu Mingfei's body, which looked even worse than the sponge he had played with by dolphins, lifted up from the pile of fallen zombies.

"The first test... Although the operations in all aspects are a little rough, they unexpectedly can do many small tricks."

Carrying Lu Mingfei's terrible "corpse", Bu Shun raised his eyebrows and said to himself, then walked decisively towards the deeper part of the cave.

I have long had certain expectations for my freedom to plug in, but the complexity and detailed settings of the copy have been greatly broadened Bu Shun's horizon.

The details under different frameworks made him experience a different kind of fun - for example, after debugging into the "dream-like mode", Lu Mingfei was pulled into the dungeon when he was sleeping, and he could even affect Lu Mingfei in subconsciously, such as adjusting the pain level of the injury and inducing shallow thinking directions. Lu Mingfei also didn't feel anything wrong at all.

This is the result of his elastic adjustment.

The general feeling is that the "dream degree" and "reality" are shared with a scale. He can control the left and right calibration to adjust the ratio between the real and false of the copy, giving people a feeling of "I know I seem to be dreaming, but how can this dream be so real?"

Even kicking students who are doing copy together can do this.

However, in this case, the progress of the copy will be temporarily interrupted and you will not receive any rewards.

Bu Shun was just worried that this not-so-good "first time" would bring too much stimulation to Lu Mingfei, so he specially gave the boy a favor, and the future copy would probably become more and more formal.

It’s just a few times a day.

If you do too many real dreams, sooner or later, it will also affect the reality.

Bu Shun was not in a hurry. In theory, Lu Mingfei had more than two months to learn from Kassel, so he would play with him first.

Another "player" was disconnected, and the zombies that were still active in the mirror dungeon and the hidden boss who had not yet appeared also stopped. Bu Shun quickly walked to the position of the dungeon "settlement point" in his setting.

The "Stay Point" looks like a camp with a bonfire, and the monsters will not approach it. It is also part of the "Youth Mode and Newbie Treatment" he prepared for Lu Mingfei.

In fact, the higher the realism of the dungeon, the more difficult it is to build this gameplay setting that can be operated. Today's [Demon Town] dungeon dream level is about 90%, and the other realism levels are basically assigned by him to specific chronic pain such as "bite" and "fall injury", so this level can be achieved.

By the campfire, Bu Shun left Lu Mingfei in his hand and sat down in a comfortable position.

When he was out of war, all kinds of scary scars quickly disappeared on Lu Mingfei's body, which was bitten beyond recognition.

If it weren't for the worry that the zombie was bitten to death and eaten alive, Bu Shun wouldn't have used his authority to kick Lu Mingfei off the line, otherwise he would soon find that he could even "breathe back blood"... This is also a manifestation that only dreams can get through the high and low. Now Bu Shun has roughly understood the way to play the "teacher-student dungeon", so he will take a break for the time being.

You can wait for Lu Mingfei to wake up in reality, adjust his mood and go back to bed before continuing this unfinished copy journey.

"Let me think about how to end this dungeon..."

Bu Shun put his hand on his bent knees, facing the warm fire, and sighed meaningfully: "It's time to add a bit of fantasy to the ordinary and boring life of a naughty."

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ah--!!!

A scream came from the bottom of his heart, and the black hair on the bed suddenly bounced out of the quilt and took a breath.

What caught my eye was the familiar bedroom, the ugly zombies and dark caves that were rich in female knights and goblins disappeared.

But there seemed to be a little bit of the unbearable scenery in his dream before remained in front of him, which made him take a few seconds to completely wake up from the mist that had just woken up.

"Sure enough, it's a dream."

With an indescribable expression, Lu Mingfei did not wake anyone up and quietly climbed out of bed, picked up a glass of water in the water dispenser in the living room, and then went to the toilet after drinking.

With the light of the incandescent lamp in the toilet, he saw his debilitated face with eye bore in the mirror, and did not have any symptoms of white face caused by the evil ghost in his dream.

He scratched his messy hair, and no matter how he thought about it, he could only think that he might have been stimulated by the FPS games he played with Brother Shun recently...

I don't quite understand it, but I inexplicably feel that this wonderful and ghost dream has an indescribable attraction.

"Or...got to go to bed?"
Chapter completed!