The amount of information obtained instantly was too large, which completely disrupted Zhou Zhe's rhythm. Many questions I wanted to ask in the draft could not be remembered for a while.

Tang Meng's face suddenly became serious: "However, becoming a dreamer does not mean that it is a good thing. Stepping into this bizarre world is often accompanied by terror and danger, which can be said to be crushed to pieces if you are not careful.

If you think that by relying on your talent for Youmeng, you can surpass the world by gaining some strange power, then you are very wrong! Youmeng spent his whole life rotting the car and driving the horse. The attention of the world is like arsenic poison to us, and the knowledge of ordinary people is like a car and a rotten rope to us; those who do things will definitely die without a complete corpse!”

Facing Tang Meng's warning, Zhou Zhe's face froze. He thought he was telling himself not to do evil because of his special power. But Tang Meng suddenly asked: "Before you discovered your own speciality, have you ever heard of any special people in this world correctly?"

Zhou Zhe thought about it and shook his head.

There are rumors like special people, superpowers, and such, but most of them are nonsense and weird stories. Everyone just thinks it’s a story after hearing it.

Tang Meng smiled coldly: "That's right. Once you are known, even if you are a real strange person, you will become a character in the story... The knowledge of ordinary people is a catastrophe for us. I won't tell you anything else, but I will talk about this first, just remind you that unless you have to, don't show your speciality in front of ordinary people. Even if you show it, you must not make them suspicious. You have to try all kinds of ways to resolve and disguise."

"Why?"

Tang Meng took a deep breath: "Because of 'disaster disaster'."

"Damage? What kind of disaster?"

The lyrics are easy to understand, but it seems that there is a prefix missing... But seeing that Tang Meng was speaking seriously, Zhou Zhe also took them seriously.

"Damage is a disaster, it is difficult to explain..."

Tang Meng pondered and said: "It is everywhere in this world, and it follows the dreamer and all things related to the dream world. Its existence cannot be observed, but it does exist.

You can simply regard it as a 'numerical value', which is counted on every person who has entered the dream world, and ordinary people's knowledge and observations about the dream world will cause the accumulation of this value.

There is a boundary for this value. When it is close to this boundary, you will usually notice it. Once this boundary is exceeded, "disaster disaster" will immediately come.

Someone once did an experiment to let a dreamer demonstrate his abilities in front of ordinary people and make them convince them of their reality. As a result, at the forty-ninth person, "disaster disaster" came...

It is said that the departure and disappearance of the immortal gods is due to the 'disaster disaster'. This statement is also the most credible at present."

Zhou Zhe subconsciously looked around, as if countless strange living things he could not see were hidden in the air, and his voice subconsciously became lighter: "What if disaster comes?"

Tang Meng shook her head: "Everyone You Meng suffers are different, but the final outcome must be death. Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, this is certain, so don't try it out because of curiosity."

I wouldn't do such a dying thing... Seeing that Tang Meng was serious, Zhou Zhe also carefully kept this matter in his heart.

At the same time, I also understood why Tang Meng refused to contact the Public Security Bureau and was unwilling to go to the hospital.

"Of course, don't be too nervous. If you are both dreamers, you won't accumulate values ​​with each other. As long as you are not stupid enough to go crazy in public, there will be no problem."

Zhou Zhe nodded, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

"Okay, that's all for the warning. Let's continue talking about the dreamer himself."

"If you have the ability to wake up and get rid of your dreams, you can indeed be considered a dreamer. But there will be various subdivisions based on your personal talent and development tendencies."

"For example, dream weaver who is stronger than imagination and fine, and weaves dreams, can weave their dreams into lifelike illusions, and use falsehoods to change the real world to exchange for the sun;"

"There are also dreamers who are good at insight and bewitching people's hearts and can enter other people's dreams and play with people like puppets."

"There are also mysterious divination masters who are said to be able to use dreams to divine fortunes and predict good and bad fortune..."

Zhou Zhe asked curiously: "Brother Tang, which one are you?"

Tang Meng shook her head: "I am just an ordinary dream wanderer. It requires a strong talent for dream weaving and dream-working."

Zhou Zhe was a little confused: "After becoming a dream traveler, isn't the next step to work hard to become a dreamweaver and a dream fighter?"

Tang Meng smiled and said, "Do you think you are playing games, and you have upgraded and transferred your job? Dreamweaver, dream master, divination master, etc. If you are talented dreamers, they will naturally develop and train in this regard. However, most dreamers are just dreamers. Ordinary dreamers leave their dreams and are difficult to walk in the dream world, and they can only go with the flow... The real power mainly comes from the infinite heaven."

Zhou Zhe was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"The infinite heaven... Although the immortals and gods are no longer there, there are the power they left behind. These powers are the real source of the dreamer's power!"

Zhou Zhe's breathing was a little rapid, and even Tang Meng's previous sentence was ignored: "Brother Tang, do you mean that the infinite heaven can be used to go up?"

"Wandering and dreaming is naturally swimming in the entire dream world. Should I just stay at the bottom of the dream world and run into other people's dreams to scare people?" Tang Meng laughed loudly, as if he had touched the wound again, and his facial muscles twitched.

Zhou Zhe originally wanted to continue asking how to get up to the Immortal Heaven, but looking at Tang Meng's pale face, he remembered that he was seriously injured. He should have a little rest at this time, so he quickly stood up: "I'm too excited and overwhelmed. Then what, Brother Tang, you have a good rest first, I'll come back and ask you for advice!"

"Haha, it's okay, I'm not that weak yet." Tang Meng said with a smile.

But Zhou Zhe was still embarrassed to continue to let Tang Meng solve his doubts, but there was one more thing that he had to ask.

"Brother Tang, that person last night..."

Speaking of this, Tang Meng's expression also became gloomy: "It was for me. Thanks to you yesterday... This person is very familiar with me and knows that I usually go home alone, so I missed you and overturned the boat. I am still investigating his identity, but this matter has nothing to do with you, just treat it as if I don't know."

"By the way, these two are for you."

Tang Meng pushed a black mask and a black glove from the table: "This is your booty."

"Treasure?"

Zhou Zhe had actually recognized that the two things on the table were from the killer yesterday, and was still wondering why Tang Meng cleaned up everything else but left these two things.
Chapter completed!