"Sir... the blood demon has been completely suppressed."
"But our world has encountered a little trouble." Pan Hao trembled, as if he was stupid. It took him a long time before he remembered the real thing, "Are you willing to save the world?"
"What's the trouble?" Wang Hao crawled out of the pit.
Not to mention, this dream is quite realistic.
In the misty village, the sounds of insects occasionally came, and the gravel roads underfoot were still covered with moss.
However, the timeline is obviously after the Xanadu Village was cleared. There was nothing weird in the village, and even the well was razed to the ground.
There was nothing to play with, and there were no other living people except Pan Hao, which made him a little uninterested.
"The moon in the sky seems to be about to explode," Pan Hao followed, "There is a very powerful monster hatching!"
Wang Hao's face moved slightly, and then he thought of something and laughed: "Relax, I was the one who made that one to fight against [The Moon of Illusion]."
"Then...then I'll be relieved." Pan Hao was sweating in his heart. It turned out that the demon was called [The Moon of Falsehood]!
real name!
Will he die if he finds out?
In excitement, I couldn't help but take a step back, and accidentally tripped over the bush behind me.
With a "click" sound, the shrub made a real snapping sound.
He even doubted whether he was dreaming.
He looked up at the sky again. It seemed that a hole had been poked in the sky by the "giant of light" just now, and there were pairs of eyes looking towards him.
Pan Hao shuddered violently, any pair of eyes could point him to death.
…
Anyway, it was okay to be idle. Wang Hao began to change the dream: "I am going to try to control the lucid dream. Do you want to watch here, or do you want to avoid people directly?"
"How...how do I avoid people?" Pan Hao asked tremblingly, "I'm dreaming now, how do I wake up?"
Wang Hao was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the only NPC in this dream was a bastard? He couldn't even wake up?
"Let's do this. I'll throw cold water on your face and you'll wake up."
He scooped some cold water from the river, splashed it on Lao Pan's face, and knocked him to the ground.
"Hmm... he must have escaped."
Next it’s time to entertain yourself.
"I remember... the Blood Demon was thrown into the depths of the Aether Abyss, let's see what happened to it?
"It's just a dream anyway."
…
…
Pan Hao suddenly woke up from his dream. In an instant, his pupils suddenly dilated!
Panting heavily, I found that I felt as if I had been splashed by river water, and my whole body was soaked.
He couldn't remember many things, but he only vaguely remembered that the "sage" kept changing his dreams, allowing him to see some inexplicable pictures.
In the end, I actually saw the blood demon fighting with a huge ship, and then being evaporated by a golden sun...
It's really, really baffling.
He remembered the business again and immediately called the No. 1 comrade of the Black Guard.
"Yes, is that so? He said it directly. He was the one who made it up?"
"He didn't make things difficult for you? What does he look like?"
"It's a long story. We met in Taoyuan Village, and he still looked the same as before." Pan Hao wiped his sweat, "Moreover, he also taught me some lucid dreaming skills."
"His original words were..."
Old man No. 1 immediately interrupted him: "Don't say it on the phone, drive over now and have an interview!
…
Half an hour later...
The dream described by Pan Hao is really... puzzling.
He had forgotten most of his memories, and the information he provided was fragmented. Fortunately, he remembered some of the most core questions and answers.
Especially about the moon in the sky and the fact that I had water thrown on my face.
"If you forget, just forget it. Don't think too much. This may be your subconscious protection... But then again, how can lucid dreams be so easy to control?"
Old man No. 1 said excitedly, "Dreams have a lot to do with one's own cognition. The more things are beyond cognition, the harder it is to realize them."
"Generally speaking, being able to overcome gravity and fly up in a lucid dream is already a manifestation of entering the palace. It is not easy."
"If you want to change more, you will either develop cognitive mental illness...or you will be able to do it yourself."
"Which possibility do you think it will be?"
The tone of old man No. 1 was a little excited. This was first-hand information about the [Giant Millstone]!
Extremely precious!
"A saint is naturally omnipotent." Pan Hao placed a chess piece on the chessboard, "He can do things that ordinary people can't do, and I won't be surprised..."
"Hey, what you did really stinks! You blocked your way out, it really stinks!"
"What I do is called advancing while retreating. You don't understand." Old Man No. 1 said harshly.
Pan Hao was even a little proud!
He also knew that Mr. Ye was fond of dragons. When he saw a dragon, he was frightened to death on the spot.
But after he recovered, he couldn't help but want to brag. After all, he is the only person who can contact the "saint" at the moment!
Isn’t it natural for a saint to do these things?
However, the old man No. 1 of the Black Guards had more thoughts in his mind. He said slowly: "He has said so much to you... but he still wants to repay the goodwill among his comrades..."
"But since he has grown so big and poured cold water on your face, he may be warning you not to ask him in your dreams when you have nothing to do. Otherwise, you may not be able to throw cold water on you next time."
"Of course not, the incense has been lit." Pan Hao's expression changed, "Isn't this just to do something for you? Otherwise, who would bother him?"
The two started playing chess step by step, but each had their own thoughts.
Ms. Jenny on the moon still hasn’t woken up.
Fortunately, the Black Guards have made some progress.
(Does [Giant Millstone] really have human thinking? What level is this?)
(If it is true what Pan Hao said, the monster hatched by the moon in the sky is a part of the plan of [The Giant Millstone], and it was created by him to fight against [Delusion]... and the head of the man who dug the passage into the world... [
The strength of "Giant Millstone" is a bit exaggerated.)
The old man was so shocked that he couldn't help but crush the seed in his hand with a "pop" sound.
"It's such a bad stench with so many vicious attacks." Pan Hao took a sip of water and mocked, "How about you come down here and go about your business first?"
"Since the saint has said this, what else can happen?"
The old man's heart was racing and he whispered, "Mr. Pan, can you please not tell anyone else about this dream?"
He was almost certain that Jenny from the investigation team would be able to resolve the moon crisis after she woke up! Humanity would be a blessing in disguise and would actually get that huge mine.
However, people habitually blame everything on [games].
The real mastermind behind [the huge millstone], but no one pays attention to it, or in other words, there is nothing they can do if they want to pay attention.
(Let me investigate this matter alone. Even if it fails, I will only be implicated.)
The old man made up his mind, and he didn't even tell anyone else about this information.
"No problem, who can I talk to?" Pan Hao chuckled, seeming to have guessed the old man's thoughts, "If he thinks he is a human being, then... don't bother him."
The old man said: "Of course I know...but he probably doesn't know my face."
"I'm just a passerby."
To be continued...