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Chapter 11: Preventing Dreaming

"Captain, do you think this guy is in a dream? I always feel like he is pretending to be asleep!"

Black Hood was questioned and was not angry, and said softly:

"I have sensed his spiritual power level, which is similar to yours, and the corresponding level is the intern witch.

My dream-entering skills have reached level 3, and he will never be able to resist it."

Yui Tahaha thought about the situations he had encountered before and agreed with the captain's statement, but there was still something strange on his chest and said angrily:

"Then his changes are too big. He used to be a waste of home, but now he always feels like a different person."

Captain Black Hood's voice is gentle, making people feel calm after listening:

"This is easy to understand. A middle-aged boy who has been immersed in the fantasy world suddenly gains powerful power, and his temperament is likely to change drastically.

This is a normal reaction. On the contrary, if he suddenly becomes gentle and controls his strength in a steady and peaceful manner, then there will be problems."

Yui Tahaha felt it made sense, but she couldn't help but refute:

"After all, this is just a rookie, and his spiritual power is just about the same as mine."

"This is different. His explosive power is very strong! I saw you fighting with the Pintang Monster. The seriously injured Pintang Monster still has a lot of spiritual power left.

Being able to beat it apart with one hammer means that the profession of Hammer God has the ability to defeat the opponent with a higher level!

So, Yui, please accept the mission!”

Feeling the captain's voice suddenly cold, Yui Tahara's body felt cold and immediately stood up and bowed her head.

"His memory about you last night has been completely eliminated. Your mission is to absorb the Shiraishi Bird into the organization within three months and accept the Soul Trial!"

"Hayi!" Yui Doha bowed deeply.

...

Shiraishi woke up. He didn't wake up naturally, but felt that his thighs were very cold and uncomfortable, and he was awakened.

Damn, I'm running away? I just teased me, it won't be like this!

Shiraishi lifted the quilt and took a closer look, and breathed a sigh of relief. He had no abnormality, and the culprit was the golden stick-shaped spirit object.

This thing was put in my pocket before, but after being tricked into a strange dream by the black hooded couple last night, it gave itself a little heat and coldness, which was considered to be a helping hand.

"Brother, hey, I'm getting up. Look at what you vomited, it's so disgusting!"

Shiraishi threw the golden spirit aside and changed into pants and bed sheets.

"Hey, let me know, thank you last night!"

However, that thing never responded.

Is it out of power? Shiraish scratched his head.

This thing should be the ghost of the "24-hour networm". How should he charge his mobile phone, part of the rotten meat, cement blocks and aggregation of Buddha's light radiant supernatural powers?

Shiraishi held the charging plug of his mobile phone and gestured for a long time but couldn't find the charging port.

After pausing the trial, Shiraishi first tried to dial the number before crossing the line using the original owner's mobile phone, but it couldn't be reached.

He also called all the mobile phone numbers of relatives and friends that he could remember, but he couldn't get it connected. I don't know what the situation was.

Although I had long estimated that this might be the result, Shiraishi was still a little depressed.

After doing dozens of push-ups to vent his emotions, Shiraishi stuffed his clothes and bed sheets into the washing machine in the public water room in the corridor, swiped his card to wash it, and then went to the public bathroom to take a shower.

This apartment is a low-rent house and cannot be washed in the room. Shiraishi misses the big house next to his pig farm very much, so hurry up and go home! In addition to the smell is a bit big, it is much better than here.

I went out to take a shower and wore my big shorts. I happened to meet the waiter of the ramen restaurant in the ramen restaurant, Qize Xiaoya.

She also lives on this floor of the apartment. At this time, she did not wear maid outfits, but a set of tightly protected home clothes, carrying a bag of clothes to change clothes.

"Hi!"

Shiraishi waved his hand to greet him. He felt that this man looked so familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

Qize Xiaoya glanced at Shiraishi who was naked, and wanted to directly scold Uncivilized, but was amazed by his strong body after his spiritual power was transformed, and changed his words:

"Please pay attention to your quality in public places and wear good clothes."

Shiraishi passed by with her clothes:

"Yeah, thank you for reminding me, you are right. Boys must learn to protect themselves when they live alone! It's not good to be targeted by a female pervert."

Qize Xiaoya rolled her eyes. The house was a waste of home, and she couldn't expect it to be better suddenly!

Just after leaving the public water room, Shiraishi suddenly thought of the ghosts he had encountered recently, turned his head and reminded him:

"Little girl, it's not peaceful recently. Lock the doors and windows and don't watch TV. If there is any abnormality, remember to find me!"

Qize Xiaoya turned her head and glanced at him, wanted to complain, and then held back, said in secret that she was bored and lowered her head to wash her clothes.

Bai Shi went back and fiddled with the golden stick-shaped spiritual object for a long time, but he still didn't respond. He suddenly remembered that the networm was about to eat meat as if he was going crazy when he was hungry, so he simply bought a piece of raw pork and placed the spiritual object on it.

Not long after, the pork seemed to melt and absorbed the spirits. The pork gradually shrank and was completely eaten by the golden stone stick.

It's really good! Shiraishi praised his wit.

A golden light flashed, and the stone stick was like charging and turning on the phone, and one side lit up the screen:

"Brother, thank you. I finally had a good meal. I starved to death just now!"

"Are you a 24-hour net worm? How did you get in? Why did you become like this? What happened last night?"

The subtitles are displayed quickly:

"I don't know either. What kind of appearance is now? It seems like I was just like when the earthquake happened, and I could only type on my phone!"

What do you look like? Didn’t you tell you? Shiraishi ignored him and asked what happened last night for a long time. Finally, he figured out the rough idea:

Yui Tahara invaded his spiritual world last night, compiled a dream for him, and wanted to get information.

Fortunately, this golden stick-shaped spiritual object formed by chance, which is the netizen who was killed by the ceiling and turned into a ground-bound spirit after traveling. He was born to spray out spiritual liquid to crack the illusion and help him.

However, this guy is very troublesome. He has to eat meat from pork after using it once. Fortunately, Yui Duoha transferred some money last night, otherwise he would not be able to afford it at all.

It seems that after having it, you are not afraid of others invading the dream, and you can sleep with peace of mind.

"Okay, from now on, you will call Yang Dingtian. Help me beat the ghost. My buddy will take you back to your hometown in the future."

Protest characters kept flashing on the stick screen, and finally it named itself "Sleepless Stick". Shiraishi ignored it, and he collapsed on the sofa, thinking carefully about how to make money.

Yui Tahara gave 30,000 yesterday, alleviating the urgent need.

But Shiraishi was determined to leave and did not want to have too much connection with such an official organization.
Chapter completed!
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