I loaded the ghost talk game

Tokyo, Adachi Ward.

Hanabata River.

Adachi District is a suburb of Tokyo and the poorest of the 23 districts in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area.

Except for the slightly bustling area around Kita Senju Station, other places are full of low-rise single-family buildings and small factories.

The Huabata River is an artificial canal in the eastern part of Adachi District. It was dug in the Showa period. It was mainly used for flood discharge in the early days, and it was mainly used for transporting grain and manure on weekdays.

After World War II, the Americans replaced the manure that the Japanese had been using with chemical fertilizers. The value of the "shit transport" of Huabata River has plummeted, and today, it has been reborn as a sightseeing river.

Along the Hanabata River, there are many small factories.

Many of them are abandoned sites.

At around 7:00 p.m., an abandoned textile factory on the bank of the Hanabata River.

There are few people around this area, and it has been completely controlled by the staff of the countermeasure room and the Metropolitan Police Department, avoiding the approach of idlers.

Kamiyagawa and his party are currently in this abandoned textile factory.

Fu Niyi: "Are you ready, Kamiya-kun?"

"I think it's almost there."

Shen Gu put away [Yun Wai Jing].

The bird's-eye view of the abandoned textile factory has been included in the mirror.

As long as the countermeasure room's actions against the Great Dream of Ten Thousand People are properly prepared, it should be sooner rather than later.

Tens of thousands of people are trapped in a dream and cannot wake up, nor can they obtain the nutrients necessary for the body. After another day or two, it is estimated that more than half of the people will be sent to the hospital for nutrient solution to continue their lives.

In the abandoned textile factory, there are now people from the countermeasure room.

All the spiritual masters who participated in the Mengnan incident before stayed here.

These people already understood the battle plan that was drawn up in the afternoon.

"Do you want to start?" Sister Fu asked again.

"Um."

Kamiya is surrounded by the strongest fighters of this operation, Granny Gu, Master Hagiwara, Ms. Nomoto and others.

After reconfirming the action plan with these teammates, Kamiyagawa is almost ready to fall asleep.

He lay down on a stretcher bed fixed on pulleys, and when he looked up, he could see the dark and lightless sky above the abandoned factory building.

"Little tapir."

"Puff."

The nightmare-eating tapir appeared in response to the owner's call, and lay directly on Shengu's chest.

The weight of this little guy is obviously a lot heavier than when he just entered C-level more than a month ago.

The pressure on his chest made Kamiya a little bit out of breath.

"Puff, puff."

The little tapir looked up at the sky, and patted the Kamiyagawa with its small paws to comfort its owner.

Just a little while, leave it to me.

You may feel a little dizzy after a while, but it's normal, take a deep breath, puff!

The nightmare-eating tapir began to exert strength, and the red auspicious cloud patterns on the forehead and limbs shone, turning into a blurred red light, completely covering the Kamiya River.

About half a minute later, a red light shot up into the sky and disappeared.

The nightmare-eating tapir also disappeared.

Kamiyagawa, who was originally lying on his back, quickly lost consciousness, looking as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep...

"Xiaoying can only ask you, Mr. Shengu... Wu Yun is prosperous."

"Amitabha."

All the spiritual masters around fell silent and waited in silence.

The sky was getting dark, and there were obviously many people guarding the entire abandoned textile factory, but it was as silent as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

...

Dizziness.

The blurred red spot is constantly expanding and shrinking in front of the eyes.

Kamiyagawa had never experienced such an unbearable experience of falling asleep.

Fortunately, however, this uncomfortable situation did not last long.

After recovering for a while, the surrounding scene gradually became clear and fixed.

"It seems to be the low-rent apartment I used to live in?"

After everything stabilized, Kamiya looked around.

I felt like I was back in the small run-down apartment I used to live in.

Cramped and a little dark.

Some wine bottles were strewn about in the corner of the room, emitting a stench.

"Did the little tapir successfully send me to connect to Mengnan's dream of ten thousand people?"

Kamiyagawa subconsciously raised his hand and touched the wall beside him.

It is generally smooth, but there are some rough touches of pitted particles, which are clearly transmitted back through the fingertips.

He stretched out his right hand again, and pinched his left wrist a little harder.

Pain is also very clear.

"Is this still a dream? The sensory experience here is too real." Kamiya thought.

The dream formed by tens of thousands of dream men and the consciousness of tens of thousands of people can no longer be understood and explained by common sense.

However, this is also a good thing.

The fact that the feeling in this grand dream can be so real shows that it can no longer be purely defined as "a dream".

It might be more reasonable to think of it as an unknown place in the void.

[Yun Wai Jing] It is possible to overlap reality and dreams with a high probability.

"Speaking of Yun Wai Jing..."

According to the plan, the divine mourning object was to be brought in by the nightmare-eating tapir using the newly mastered [Illusory Object] skill.

Moreover, because [Yun Wai Jing] itself contains very strong spiritual power.

If the little tapir carries this item, with its current skill level, other things in reality cannot be brought in.

"Has the little tapir come yet?"

Kamiyagawa tried to perceive his connection with the Shikigami.

The experience in the dreams of thousands of people is indeed different from that in the other world.

Here, he can't feel the contractual connection between Mary and Banruo, but can only vaguely feel that the nightmare-eating tapir is still connected with him.

In other words, except for the nightmare, other shikigami cannot provide assistance in the dream.

Then, he tried to summon Yang Lei and Ghost Hand.

Same no response.

"Dreamland is not my home field. It's a pity that I can't even display my abilities here." Shen Guchuan sighed slightly.

He turned around and sat down on the sofa covered with quilts. The loose elastic touch of the old sofa under him was also very real.

Kamiya didn't intend to leave the room for now.

Thinking of waiting for the little tapir to come over, and then act together to find that "server" alienated dream boy.

In the dream world, the nightmare-eating tapir is the main force.

"Since I've come in, the little tapir should soon be able to get here through my 'loophole', right?"

After waiting for about half a minute, Kamiyagawa suddenly turned his attention to the corner of the room.

A lot of wine bottles are thrown there in disorder.

Kamiya noticed that at a certain moment just now, this corner seemed to be a little darker than it was at the beginning.

bang bang——

The wine bottles collided with each other, making a crisp and inexplicable sound.

There are thicker shadows gathered on several glass bottles.

Then, those shadows quickly climbed upwards, stirring, and condensed into a vague human shape.

Appears to be transformed into a man, wearing a baggy T-shirt with a scruffy appearance. As for the man's face, the forehead was high, slightly bald, and the eyebrows were thick. One mouth was closed, but it grinned unnaturally wide.

Kamiyagawa recognized this face, Mengnan.

At the same time, he also recognized this dress.

Dressed like this, it seems to be the gambling dog father of the original "Kamiyagawa".

"Everyone who enters the dream of ten thousand people will have a dream man. Is it because I don't have an 'exclusive dream man', so this dream created one for me?" Kamiyagawa thought, staring in front of him silently That dream man.

"Huh——" Meng Nan exhaled the smell of wine, and he swayed around, looking at Shengu on the sofa, "What are you doing at home? Didn't I ask you to buy ingredients for cooking?" ?"

Kamiyagawa didn't respond to him.

Mengnan: "I'm talking to you, son of a bitch."

"What is this? Role-playing? So Meng Nan is playing the role of the original alcoholic and dog-gambler father, and he is quite devoted."

Kamiyagawa still didn't speak, but just thought in his heart.

"Okay, the rebellious period has come, right?" Maybe Kamiya Kawabata's indifferent attitude while sitting on the sofa really made Mengnan angry, he pulled out his belt, and his tone became more and more vicious.

Meng Nan walked over step by step, came to the sofa, and raised his hand to hit him.

"Tsk."

Kamiya on the sofa started to move at this time.

With a flicker of his figure, he jumped up like a vigorous lynx, grabbed Mengnan's sparse hair with one hand, pushed his right knee up, and slammed into the man's jaw hard.

With a bang, Mengnan hit the floor on his back.

The chin was deformed by Shengu's knee, and the whole face looked even more unnatural.

"It's okay. Although I can't use skills in the dream, my mobility is not bad."

"The strength of a single dream man in the dream seems to be the same, and he doesn't seem to be very experienced."

"However, judging from the statistics of so many Mengnan stories in the countermeasure room, it seems that there really is no mention of Mengnan's strange story having any special abilities in the home dream... The troublesome thing about this strange story is that it can lure real people into dreams."

According to the situation in front of him, the thoughts in Kamiyagawa's mind changed, but the movements of his body did not stop for a moment.

Dreams also seem to have muscle memory.

He raised his foot to step on Mengnan's chest, and pulled over the chair beside him, raised it high, and prepared to smash it down on Mengnan's slightly deformed head.

It's been a long time since I've fought such a pure street-style weapon fight.

This million people's dream has a super realistic physics engine, and the impact feedback is also very good.

To be honest, Kamiya was a little excited.

However, the chair in his hand stopped suddenly when he swung it halfway.

"Hiss... Now it seems that in the dream, it is possible to directly and roughly cause harm to the dream man. But if I really beat this thing to death, will something bad happen? For example, it will be killed by other dreams. The man noticed something. Otherwise, let's tie him up first..."

Shen Gu threw the chair aside, kicked Meng Nan on the ground again, and then planned to tear the bed sheet to make a rope.

At this moment--

"Puff, puff."

A familiar voice came, and the little tapir finally arrived.

The nightmare-eating tapir appeared in a blur of red light with [Yun Wai Jing] in its mouth.

As soon as he came over, he saw the owner beating Mengnan.

"Pfft..." The dream-eating tapir shrank its neck.

The owner is really, no matter where he goes, he is so... brave.

The dream-eating tapir flicked its long nose, and the red light flowing from its body enveloped the twitching Mengnan who fell to the ground.

In the next second, the dream man didn't even have time to struggle, and disintegrated, turning into dark debris all over the place, wrapped in red light, flowing back into the little tapir's mouth.

"Puff, hiccup."

The nightmare-eating tapir burped in disgust.

Always the same taste, a little tired of it.

After the little tapir ate Mengnan, Shen Guchuan felt something was wrong.

The space of the low-rent apartment he is in now begins to distort. From nowhere, it seems that there are tens of thousands of gazes on him.

It seems that Kamiyagawa's concerns just now are correct, disposing of the dream man around him will indeed affect the dreams of thousands of people.

However, the nightmare-eating tapir is like a duck to water in a dream.

Since it dares to eat, it means that there must be a way to deal with this situation.

"Puff."

The little tapir shook his body like a lagging dog that had just climbed ashore.

The red light on the forehead and limbs sputtered, swelled, and stretched.

After a while, the appearance of the tapir changed under the red light, and it became exactly the same as the dream man just now.

The dream world is also the home of the dream-eating tapir, and the little tapir can do quite a lot in the dream, more than the dream man.

The dream-eating tapir quickly turned into a dream man, the space of the low-rent apartment regained its stability, and the intense gaze cast from nowhere disappeared instantly.

"Good job, little tapir."

"Puff~" the dream-eating tapir in the shape of a dream man uttered cheerfully.

"Well... But you still don't talk anymore, it's weird."

The nightmare-eating tapir's expression froze, then he raised his hand and handed [Yun Wai Jing] to his owner.

This double-faced sacred object is being surrounded by a dim red light, and its aura is very restrained.

[Fantasy Nawu] skill comes from returning to the monster.

It inherited the pillow's ability to hide real objects into dreams.

This ability itself has the attribute of "hidden object".

This is convenient for Kamiyagawa's next actions.

...

Get rid of the dream boy given by the dream, let the little tapir dove occupy the magpie's nest, and then the master and slave can explore this grand dream more freely.

Kamiyagawa first glanced out the window.

The wet and narrow alleys outside are exactly the same as the real low-rent apartment buildings.

"Let's go to the little tapir, let's go find that alienated dream man."

Just as he was getting ready, he planned to take the nightmare-eating tapir out.

tuk tuk -

There was a knock on the door at the wrong time.

"Is there any trouble?" Kamiyagawa hid the [Yun Wai Jing] hanging around his neck under his clothes, thought for a while, and hurried to open the door.

Standing outside the door is the neighbor of the former low-rent apartment.

A middle-aged woman with a somewhat chubby body, Ms. Onuma.

She should also be one of the people trapped in the dreams of thousands of people.

Onuma stood at the door, next to a "girl" in a bright red dress with double ponytails.

But the girl's face was that of a dream boy.

The immature body of a child has the face of an old man, and the combination of the bald forehead and the twin ponytails is very strange.

However, Ms. Onuma completely ignored this abnormality.

"Ah. Kamiya-kun, I heard a lot of noise from your house next door, so I came to see what happened?" Onuma asked Kamiyagawa.

"It's okay, my dad was drunk and fell."

Even without the [One Thousand Silver Needles] in hand, Shen Gu can easily tell lies without changing his face.

"Then you have to be careful." Onuma had no doubts about him.

"We will."

"Then I'm going back. Come, Reiko, say goodbye to Brother Kamiya."

"Brother, goodbye." "Reiko", who was led by Ms. Onuma, waved her little hand, but a low man's voice came out of her mouth.

"Well, so good." Kamiya smiled at "Reiko" without changing his expression.

"Really? My husband and I are usually too busy to take care of her, but this child has always been so well-behaved." Ms. Onuma smiled happily when she heard her daughter being praised.

The little "Lizi" beside him also smiled brightly on that weird face.