Dream Guide

Huang Liang walked gently on the narrow streets of Haicugua Street, his boots crunching on the snow on the road. The coldness after the snow stopped the people who came here to have fun. There were only a few girls in the alley standing listlessly in front of the door. When they heard the footsteps, they became alarmed like lions smelling the scent of antelope. They adjusted their posture at any time. Prepare to strike.

Everything was the same as when he first came, as if nothing had changed.

Huang Liang has lived in Amsterdam for almost a year. During the year, he participated in what they called the "Elite Breeding Program" three times. Every time he saw those lewd scenes, he felt awkward and disgusting, but he knew that awkwardness and disgust were only human emotions, and he had to hide these emotions well.

This is his fourth visit. He was already very familiar with everything here, and no matter how the women in the alley flirted, they couldn't make him feel the slightest bit disturbed.

The door of No. 1307 Haicuca Street was tightly closed.

Huang Liang raised his wrist and looked at his watch. There was still one minute left before the agreed time. He straightened his clothes and hat, and paused for a moment at the door.

He is a very punctual person, thanks to his professional habits. Every second on the operating table is snatched from the hands of death. Being punctual and cherishing time is the most basic quality of an excellent surgeon.

Of course, at that time, his name was Zhao Pengcheng, not Huang Liang.

It was very difficult to go to the operating table, but his hand could still hold the scalpel firmly. He keeps several scalpels at his home in Amsterdam, on the dining table, in the kitchen, and even in the bathroom. He enjoys using a scalpel to peel apples, cut steaks, and even shave. Except for the time he was in prison, he had never been away from the scalpel in his life.

Even while serving his sentence, he still had a scalpel in his dreams, which was what he truly relied on. Since receiving Aoki's guidance, the scalpel in the dream has become sharper and sharper, and it is invisible when used. Even if he encounters a spiritual master who is stronger than him, he now has the confidence to fight. But fighting is not his purpose. What he wants to do is to use this knife to cut through the dense cobwebs in front of him and find out the dust-covered truth.

Thinking of Aoki, he unconsciously took out his phone, opened the GHOST file and took a look. Since arriving in Amsterdam, he has not heard from Aoki. According to the agreement, he will pass his whereabouts and some information about the organization to Aoki through GHOST, and Aoki should respond. But all the news came to nothing. He didn't know if there was something wrong with the GHOST or with Aoki.

Huang Liang stood there for about thirty seconds before reaching out and knocking on the door. As he knocked on the door, he thought of the old lady again.

He couldn't remember what the old lady looked like. He had never seen her again since he was hypnotized by her the first time he came. Every time he knocked on door No. 1307, he would be inexplicably nervous, a little worried and a little expectant. This was a very subtle emotion, so strange that even he himself didn't know why.

The door opened, and behind it was Howard.

"Oh, dear Huang, you are always on time!" Howard greeted.

Huang Liang smiled at Howard and followed him into the house. There was a dampness coming from the floor, and there was a bit of a rotten smell. Pink wall lamps were lit on the wall, and lewd sounds could be heard faintly from the underground passage in the back room.

They came to the basement. Probably because it was still early, there were not many people there. A few people were already on the field warming up, but most were just sitting around drinking and chatting.

Someone who was familiar with Huang Liang saw him coming and raised the wine glass in his hand to say hello: "Hi, Huang! Do you want to warm up first?"

A sexy blonde came over and poured a glass of champagne for Huang Liang and said: "Oh, Huang, I like the feeling of making love with you. I will ask you to accompany me in breeding in a while. I believe that our genes will be able to breed the best Excellent race of people!”

Huang Liang took the champagne with his left hand, put the host woman's waist in his right hand, pulled her into his arms and said, "I'm happy to accompany you, Miss Carroll!"

Howard smiled and said to Huang Liang: "It seems that you have completely adapted to the life of the organization."

Huang Liang remembered the old lady's words and said expressionlessly: "Only humans need to adapt."

Howard laughed loudly, patted Huang Liang's shoulder and said, "Don't rush to enjoy it yet, you and I have something to discuss." Then he said to the woman, "Carol, lend me your Huang Liang for a while. .”

Carol smiled charmingly and said: "Yes, but you are not allowed to hide and do dirty things. You must know that it is against organizational discipline for same-sex people to deal with their physiological estrus!"

Howard said: "Don't worry, I will definitely return him to you unharmed, not a single cell will be missing!"

Carol then let go of Huang Liang's hand, gave him a wink and walked away.

"What do you want to talk to me about, Howard?" Huang Liang asked.

"Follow me," Howard said.

Huang Liang felt strange. What could he say that he couldn't say here, or simply communicate through the dream corridor? But he didn't ask any more questions and followed Howard through the entire underground hall.

Howard moved a wine rack, where there was an invisible door. He pressed his fingerprints, opened the door and entered. Inside was a small room, like an office.

Howard sat down in his office chair and said, "In Amsterdam, only three people can enter this office." He pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down."

Huang Liang sat down and realized that Howard's status in the organization might be higher than he thought.

Amsterdam is the most important stronghold of the organization in Europe and the home of the European branch of Dream Club. The person with the highest status here is of course the branch chairman, but the old man is very mysterious and never appears in places like this. He doesn't even know his name yet. The second one is the chairman of the Dutch branch. Although his position is not high, he is the local emperor of Amsterdam. The organization can put the address of the European branch in Amsterdam, which shows the energy of this person. But he was a typical Nordic fat man. His body was severely exhausted and he had to be supported when walking. Even when he was in heat, he couldn't do anything at all.

If it is these two people, then Howard's identity is at least between the chairman of the Dutch branch and the chairman of the European branch. In addition, he has mainly been active in Asia before, so it is likely that he is the Eurasian coordinator or the like.

Huang Liang secretly guessed in his heart the identities of the three people Howard mentioned.

"Starting today, you are the fourth person who can enter this office." Howard said.

"Me?" Huang Liang couldn't help but be surprised. He is just an ordinary member of Asia, and his identity and status in human society are not noble, or even very humble. He was only imprisoned for doing things for the organization, and later escaped from prison and changed his identity before coming to Europe.

"Don't be surprised!" Howard said, "I developed you, so I will naturally promote you."

Huang Liang felt strange when he heard the word "promotion". Logically speaking, organizational members only have dedication, and there is no such thing as promotion. This is something that belongs to the dregs of the human spirit and can only occur in extremely opaque ideas and systems.

He said: "Thank you for your appreciation! But I don't understand, why...promote me? And..." He wanted to say why he was promoted to the fourth person to enter this office, but he didn't say it. Howard can say this kind of hierarchical thinking, but he can't. He must be cautious.

Howard said: "You have new assignments, and of course there are changes in your duties."

Is there a mission at last? Huang Liang thought. He said: "Just give the order and make sure the task is completed."

"Don't worry, take a look at this first."

Howard said and took out a very exquisite helmet, which was a bit like Iron Man's helmet, but the color was not so bright, but mainly gray and white, with a metallic luster. It looked like a high-end product at first glance.