Lin Ye nodded and said, "Okay..." He walked a few steps outside, suddenly stopped, turned to look at Xu Beijin, and asked a little hesitantly, "So... in a narrow building, is it okay... ...Not doing your job properly, right? Does it have this function?"

Xu Beijin was speechless for a moment. If you look carefully, his ears are red.

He could only pretend to be calm and said: "We can give it a try."

Ringo stared at Xu Beijin for a moment, and then said: "So you promised me, right?"

Xu Beijing became angry and said, "Hurry up and leave!"

Ringo smiled particularly proudly, waved to Xu Beijin, and then left with great self-knowledge. He didn't want to make Xu Beijing angry again.

Xu Beijing looked at Lin Yu's back angrily and amusedly, and after a while, he finally calmed down.

He glanced at the apple juice on the bedside table. Unconsciously, it seemed that this was the only drink he often drank recently, and the brand was the same. He didn't know where Ringo found so many.

It's just an ordinary can with a few apples printed on it.

Ringo would pull the can open, insert a straw, and hand it to Xu Beijin.

This kind of feeding-like behavior was now done by Lin Ju very skillfully... Xu Beijin was also used to it.

Xu Beijin looked at it for a moment, dazed for a while, then quietly closed his eyes, slowly relaxed himself, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar hazy feeling before falling asleep.

He didn't know whether it was because he had been tired for too long, or because Ringo relaxed his nerves, but after a few minutes, he fell asleep.

At the same time, outside the bookstore, more than a dozen missionaries set their sights on the bookstore's portal.

They all had an inexplicable feeling, realizing that after crossing that door, they could enter a certain nightmare.

This should be said to be the hint given to them by the mastermind NE, which can be found in every nightmare. However, this time there was a particularly palpitating feeling.

At this moment, the only one who was relatively relaxed was Ringo.

Finally, Makiashi said: "Let's go in."

The missionaries followed his lead.

Ding Yi watched Mu Jiashi and others enter the portal of the bookstore.

The night is deep. Gray fog rolled outside the window, as if a storm was coming.

Ding Yi was almost obsessed, always staring at the ordinary-looking bookstore door. Not long after, Jiang Shuangmei called her softly from behind.

Ding Yi came back to his senses, turned to look at her, and then said gently: "Let's go, Shuangshuang."

Jiang Shuangmei nodded.

They will also rush to their respective battlefields.

Makijiashi thought countless times about what he would see when he opened his eyes in Xu Beijen's nightmare.

Are countless madmen rushing towards him? Is it a horrific scene as the apocalypse unfolds? Or, the causes and consequences of their entering the narrow building?

But when he opened his eyes, he was immediately stunned.

It's gray fog.

Endless gray fog floated and billowed in front of him. He stood in the gray mist.

There was no one around, except for him standing alone in the fog. There was nothing around him, and there seemed to be countless hidden whispers spilling into his ears.

For almost a moment, he thought of his companions. He was worried about where they had gone. If they were scattered, could they meet again in a place like this?

But the next moment, Makiashi's mind went blank. What then appeared in his mind was like the gray fog around him, empty, calm, dead and void.

He seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, but also seemed to understand some things. He seemed to vaguely understand what this place was.

He should have been shocked, but he was indifferent to it because of a strangely calm mood.

This is the garbage dump for Zhailou.

But the garbage here is not domestic garbage in the ordinary sense, but nightmares and people who are trapped in nightmares.

This is actually divided into two situations: the nightmare of eternal collapse, and the tasker of eternal sinking, which corresponds to the nightmare master of sinking, and the tasker of sinking.

In the final analysis, it is because of the fall of mankind and the madness of their will that causes the eternal collapse of nightmares.

If the nightmare owner is crazy, the nightmare will completely collapse and the nightmare owner will disappear; and the tasker is crazy...

It's hard to say, I don't know what impact they have on the nightmare, at least they themselves will disappear inexplicably.

The people in the narrow building didn't know where they were going. They only know that sometimes some residents of the narrow buildings disappear;

Sometimes, some taskers will disappear.

They call it "the nightmare of eternal collapse."

In reality, however, they did not disappear without a trace. They just arrived at the garbage dump of Zhailou—into the gray mist outside Zhailou.

They stay here forever, trapped in an endless cycle of nightmares. They cannot leave here and can only become prisoners in the garbage dump.

They have lost themselves and their minds, and will only continue to fall into the endless abyss with nightmares.

Never, ever return to the sun.

The same is true for these missionaries who take the initiative to enter the gray fog.

Many years ago, when the first missionaries were still interested in the situation outside the narrow building, a group of missionaries took the initiative to walk into the gray fog.

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