If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Woo... my head hurts!"

In the confusion, Feng Xue gradually woke up from his sleep. He pinched his temples, feeling that he had forgotten something.

But soon, his eyes gradually cleared up, because he saw the ghost hand lying on the coffee table with his head downcast.

"grass!"

Feng Xue's eyes focused on the back of Ghost Hand's hand, but those short words made him tremble instantly.

It has to be said that the ghost hand is really reliable. Although he still forgot the memory of the dream after leaving the dream, the hint information he left on the ghost hand to remind himself remained intact.

The power of translation konjac began to take effect, and the simple code temporarily compiled by myself through linguistic knowledge was translated into sentences, which was actually a bug.

Because under normal circumstances, even the translation of Konjac would not be able to directly translate a code that lacks reference, but this code was thought up by Feng Xue himself. In other words, the code book is in his own memory, but he just forgot it.

As a phantom that has gone through this process, the translation konjac is equivalent to having a reference, and it can naturally make Feng Xue understand the information that looks like a bunch of garbled characters.

As for why the ghost hand didn't erase it... because the ghost hand is only omnipotent in "killing the anchor", in other words, because erasing the password is not helpful for killing Feng Xue (the protagonist will remember it again when he sleeps, it's just reality It’s just that it can’t be remembered in real life, and the ghost hand can’t kill the protagonist in reality), so it won’t even do the act of erasing the password.

"I thought about three sets of hints, but I didn't expect the first one to be successful."

Feng Xue rubbed her face and woke herself up from a deep sleep. Now that she has understood the basic setting of this world, there is no need to think about the next thing——

It's so dangerous in the dream, so why don't you sleep? !

Yes, Feng Xue's response was that simple and rude.

He took out his notebook and quickly wrote down all the content he remembered. Although the dream pollution has a corruption mechanism, in fact, if he dies twice, he will not reach the critical point of being replaced. Doesn't it mean that he will not continue to be eroded?

This is obviously difficult for normal people to do, but for Feng Xue, a strange person who doesn't need sleep, it is a breeze.

He doesn't even need to think about how to conquer the dream world at all... Well, the main reason is that he really doesn't want to face those things that lose San value anymore.

Although the pricking phantom really restrained that thing, Feng Xueguang felt that he might have to go on a hunger strike for the next few months just thinking back about the whole process.

vomit--

Well, just thinking about it, I couldn't even remember what that thing looked like, and my body started to retch instinctively.

Forcefully pouring two mouthfuls of water into her mouth, Feng Xue forced herself not to think about what was there and what was missing, and Feng Xue took out the hardware she bought earlier, and started to fiddle with his little things.

...Dream World...

"Aha~~ It's still comfortable in real life. Really, it would be great if there is a technology that can make people not dream."

The snake pupil who woke up again always walked out of the room with broken thoughts, because what happened yesterday was too degrading, she didn't even go home, she just fell asleep at the branch.

Although she really wanted to sleep for a while, in reality, she was an idiot who didn't know the value of daily life. After get off work, she fell headfirst on the bed and sent her back to this shattering world.

"Don't think about it. After waking up, I can't remember the things in the dream at all, let alone the technological development of the real world has been locked." Hearing She Tong's complaint, he had already locked the two phantoms in the safe. Acupuncture put down the novel in his hand, completely different from yesterday's cold appearance, he spoke casually.

"I can't do it just by thinking about it?" She Tong curled her lips, stretched out her hand to caress the little gray snake coiled around her wrist, found a place to sit down, and said as if chatting:

"By the way, was the corrupted creature identified before?"

"How can it be so fast, the data has just been sent back, and comparison takes time, but no matter what, this small city has this scale of corruption, I should stay here for the next two months." Acupuncture shook his head , wanted to say something, but suddenly heard a noise, looked up and saw the detective also came out of the room, but compared to the snake pupil, his expression was very excited, and it could even be called extreme fanaticism:

"Did you see that lightning bolt?"

"What lightning?" Acupuncture frowned, while Shetong shook her head and said:

"Isn't it just a bolt from the blue, what's there to be surprised about?"

"No, I saw with my own eyes a person flying in the air and being struck by lightning!"

"Are you sleepy? Why haven't I heard that you can still dream in a dream?" She Tong rolled her eyes, her face was puzzled, but she seemed to realize that something was wrong with the acupuncture. He frowned:

"When is the lightning you mentioned? Is it the ability of corrupted creatures? Why didn't I see it?"

"It's not a dream, it's reality! Just this afternoon, when it was getting dark, a bolt of lightning struck down, making a splash!"

The detective danced incoherently, Acupuncture reached out and pressed down, signaling him to calm down:

"My body is in the provincial capital, and I didn't see lightning. What exactly happened, you can speak slowly."

"Crossing Tribulation! Have you read any cultivation novels? It's like standing in the sky and being struck down by thunder!"

The detective waved his hand vigorously, as if imitating lightning strikes, She Tong sighed and said:

"Are you watching novels or TV shows?"

"It's not a novel or a TV show. It's a real person! I saw it with my own eyes! Wearing a Taoist robe, with a flying sword under his feet, the thunder struck down with a bang, and with his finger, the thunder was smashed into pieces by the sword !"

"..."

"..."

She Tong and Acupuncture looked at each other, and then Acupuncture said:

"Well, didn't you say that he was stepping on the sword? But when he pointed, the sword went to strike the lightning, wouldn't he fall?"

"..." The detective was stunned for a moment, and then said like crazy:

"Sword Immortal! Does the Sword Immortal know? He has two swords with him!"

"Did he use too many obsessions and was backbited?" Shetong looked at the bruise that was picked out on the detective's forehead, looked at the acupuncture with a serious face, touched the chin with the needle, and said seriously:

"His obsessions will burden the spirit, but this is the first time such a complete hallucination, I sent a letter to the headquarters to see if there is any..."

"Hey! I'm not crazy! What I said is true! Someone is really going through the robbery!" The detective knocked on the table frantically, but the expressions of the two became more serious. When he was stiff, the door of the bedroom in the corner was suddenly kicked open, and immediately, Qing Jin, who was always calm, came out of the bedroom and said excitedly:

"Did you see the lightning today, someone is crossing... um, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"