Since The Red Moon Appeared

The surrounding world began to collapse, like a huge screen flickering constantly.

Lu Xin felt being pulled and sunk by the hand that was grabbing on his leg, creating a feeling of being on top of the world.

As the surrounding scenes continued to change, he felt that he was still in this hotel room, and felt that he was in another world. It was like a person who was about to fall asleep, entered a dream without knowing it, and woke up again. Come.

"Is the dream maker influencing me?"

Lu Xin's face was calm, and he even thought about this question slowly.

He first observed the surroundings and determined that there were no other sources of pollution or abilities that were powerful enough to affect him.

Then he was sure that the problem was indeed with the hand stretched out from Xiao Yuan's body.

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"This should be the power that the dream-making ability remains in Xiao Yuan's body. It seems to feel that Xiao Yuan is at a critical time to complete the dream, but it is blocked by external forces, so this power appears automatically and wants to put me Into a dream too?"

Lu Xin's thinking is very clear, and his analysis is calm and efficient.

After thinking about the logical reason, he leaned down and grabbed the hand that was on his leg.

Although he is not as good at tearing things apart as his younger sister, he should be able to deal with this hand as well.

"Buzz!"

Just when Lu Xin was about to grab the hand, the hand suddenly disappeared completely.

The flickering around him had also disappeared, and Lu Xin felt that he had suddenly returned to the real world.

He was still in the hotel room, Xiao Yuan fell to the ground, and the female secretary was crying bitterly while hugging her leg.

The bodyguards outside the room had already rushed to the door of the room at this time. After the female secretary fell, they saw Lu Xin with a gun in his hand. This surprised them, and hurriedly took out submachine guns from behind their clothes and fired at them.

"Blah blah blah..."

A series of bullets flew in front of Lu Xin.

Lu Xin frowned. At this time, he had a chance to dodge or attack them with a gun.

But he didn't move, letting the bullet hit him.

The bullet passed through the body, shooting out countless blood holes, and the unimaginable pain came.

Lu Xin felt that his vitality was rapidly draining with the blood, and his body didn't even have the strength to stand.

But just as he was about to fall, he lowered his head slightly and looked at his body.

Looking at his body seriously, he found that there were no bullet holes in his body, and the pain suddenly disappeared.

I am dreaming now...

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When he went to pull the pale hand, the hand suddenly disappeared, but it didn't really disappear.

But at that time, it finally pulled itself into a dream.

A dream based on a real environment.

So, how to break such a dream...

... Before a thought flashed across, Lu Xin suddenly saw that Xiao Yuan, who was being stepped on by his feet, had become twisted and ferocious, and he actually overturned while his back was being stepped on by himself. When he came over, the muscles on his face became distorted, he opened his mouth full of fangs, and bit his leg fiercely.

This sudden scene made Lu Xin feel the urge to shoot him.

But Lu Xin still didn't. He just frowned and looked at Xiao Yuan who was biting his calf. He didn't speak or laugh.

As if embarrassed by him, Xiao Yuan slowly let go and returned to his original position.

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"Is this the forced dreaming of the dream-making department?"

Lu Xin thought silently, looking at the surrounding environment.

He was not in a hurry to move, because he knew that when facing a dreamer, moving would make it easier to become passive.

The first principle in the face of dream-making ability is that you can't rush to believe it.

Any kind of reality that you believe in may be an attack on yourself by the dreamer.

On the contrary, when you don't believe it, the attack strength will be weakened to the extreme.

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Remaining calm, Lu Xin observed quietly.

At first glance, the surrounding seems very real, but if you look carefully, you will find that there are hazy lights and shadows everywhere.

This kind of unreal light and shadow can only be discovered when you deliberately look at it.

Otherwise, it would not be noticeable at all.

Moreover, at this time, the more you look closely, the more sober your consciousness becomes.

Lu Xin, who temporarily supplemented the information of the dream-making ability person for one night, naturally knew that the dream-making ability person had an ability called "compulsory dreaming".

The core ability of the dream-making ability is to transform people's dreams.

But there are two kinds of transformation of this dream.

One is when a person is asleep, quietly sneaking into the sleeper's dream.

In this case, the sleeper is completely unaware of the unreality of the dream.

The other is to force the dream, and the specific effect depends on the will of the dream maker and the affected person.

The weak-willed, still can't distinguish the authenticity of the dream.

Those with a strong will may retain a bit of lucid consciousness, quickly discover flaws, and wake up.

Today's Lu Xin is like this. Although he is forced to dream, he has always maintained his will and quickly discovered the unreality of the dream. At this time, a dream that he knows is unreal will be difficult to continue to be trapped. he is.

Even in the dream, he experienced much longer than the outside world.

Dreams and reality are not the same flow of time.

Usually, what kind of attack the dream-making ability casts on the person who is forced to fall into the dream will show what kind of time flow rate.

Just as he created the action of those bodyguards rushing in and shooting Lu Xin with guns, then the time required for this action represents the time in the dream.

In reality, it is likely that less than a second has passed.

Under normal circumstances, the first-stage dream-making ability can only prolong the time in the dream, but cannot accelerate it.

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Seeing that the hazy light and shadow around him began to fade, the dream was about to be broken.

At this moment, Lu Xin heard a faint laughter, and his mind was slightly dizzy.

This kind of laughter seems to have some kind of ability.

Following the laughter, Lu Xin saw that on the wall next to him, a pale white hand slowly stretched out, and then there was a drooping head, and then a man in white clothes. Body, slowly sticking out from the wall.

It lowered its head, its hair fell down, and could not see its face, except for its echo-like laughter.

"Is this the embodiment of the spiritual power left over from the dream-making system?"

Lu Xin thought about the hand that pulled him into the dream at first, and it was obvious that that hand belonged to him.

So, does killing it, even destroying this power?

While thinking about it, Lu Xin stuffed a black bullet into the revolver's revolver.

This is the special bullet he specially applied for to deal with this dream-maker.

Buckling the wheel, Lu Xin slowly raised the gun.

"Ha ha……"

But at this moment, more laughter rang out.

Lu Xin saw that another pale hand stretched out on the wall next to it, and then a person "grown" out of it.

It was exactly the same as the one that had grown out before, with disheveled hair and a white dress.

Immediately afterwards, in the TV, on the ceiling, on the glass partition of the bathroom, and even on the head of the bed, white shadows "grew" out one by one, like mushrooms, with their heads emerging. Overgrown the entire room, laughing at the same time.

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That kind of laughter was intertwined and chaotic, impacting Lu Xin's mind from all directions.

There is only one special bullet, and Lu Xin doesn't know which of them to hit the bullet at.

But their laughter continued, interwoven throughout the room.

In the middle of this laughter, Lu Xin's mind suddenly had scenes that were not known to be true or false.

These images flickered, taking all the space in his mind from time to time.

Some are like a window, some are like a lamp, some are like a long corridor with no end.

It was like the fragments of countless worlds, constantly appearing in his mind and occupying his field of vision.

"Subconsciously dreaming?"

Lu Xin thought of the introduction above.

Subconsciously entering a dream is already a relatively powerful manifestation of the dream-making ability, although it also belongs to the category of forced dreaming.

But he is by stimulating the opponent's subconscious, allowing the opponent to create a dream by himself.

Such dreams are the most difficult to break.

And it often hides the opponent's deepest past, the deepest secret, and the most likely to cause the opponent to collapse...

...Before Lu Xin, it was said that the Ministry of Special Clearance was able to detect whether people with the ability to be recruited could be recruited in this way.

Looking directly at the subconscious mind of a psychopath, one can understand the risk of him losing control.

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"here is……"

When those pictures that didn't seem to belong to him appeared in the back of his mind, Lu Xin was a little confused.

At this time, his personal consciousness is still very strong, and there is still a chance to break free.

However, those pictures inexplicably attracted him.

When he saw those pictures, it made his heart beat faster, even inexplicably a little excited, and there was a desire in his heart.

Therefore, instead of resisting the appearance of these images, he subconsciously wanted to chase them.

In this case, the shadow of the dream maker suddenly felt a strange smoothness. It was the most difficult thing to do subconsciously, because when breaking through the subconscious, it was affected. people will subconsciously resist.

But now, he felt Lu Xin's unusual cooperation, and the construction was successful at an unimaginable speed.

"Om..."

In Lu Xin's field of vision, the pictures became more and more real and bigger. Pieces of pieces were spliced ​​together. At the end, all the pieces were suddenly combined, and the brain was slightly dizzy, and then I saw it. A completely different world.

Lu Xin suddenly opened his eyes as if he had just woken up.

Then he saw that he was in a strange place, which was a corridor.

The corridor is about two meters high and one meter wide, which seems a little cramped. Above the head, there is a white light that hides the light source, illuminating the corridor. On the surrounding ground, there are some strange instruments scattered, as well as various surgical equipment.

The walls are white tile with no pattern or color at all.

The entire corridor looked strangely pale.

"Ding ding ding..."

Deep in the corridor, there was the sound of a hammer hitting an iron drill.

"Zizzizi..."

It was a vague electric shock.

"Chichichi..."

It was like the sound of a sharp knife cutting through the flesh.

There is also a faint, feeble moan, as if there is a scream in a very distant place...