Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Wu Heng searched for the nearest private club on his mobile phone.

He needed a place to talk.

Then he led Jacob all the way to the door of the club. The security guard, who did not recognize Wu Heng, did not say a word, but opened the door with dull eyes.

The two entered one of the rooms. Wu Heng sat on the sofa and looked at Jacob in front of him.

He is quite short, only about 1.5 meters tall, but his white skin has a sallow color, making him look extremely fragile.

Overall, it gives people a feeling of lack of energy and energy.

But Jacob's eyes were very bright. Compared with the decadent aura escaping from everywhere in his body,

These eyes are as if they were plucked out of someone else's body.

They didn't match Jacob's appearance at all.

Jacob's body seemed to be a little weak from birth. This may have something to do with the fact that he had a battle with Freddy in his dream before he was born, and then was purified.

At that time, Freddy force-fed many evil souls to Jacob, so that Jacob temporarily possessed the ability to be evil, and he was able to fight Freddy a little.

At this time, Jacob

This is my first time coming to such a low-key and luxurious place.

He stood there, looking a little reserved.

"Sit down!" Wu Heng pointed to the sofa next to him.

Then he picked up a bottle of expensive red wine placed on the crystal table, opened it with a wine opener, and poured a glass for himself and Jacob.

Jacob looked left and right, then picked up the wine and took a curious sip, but instantly frowned.

I thought to myself: This thing is really terrible to drink. I watch the rich people on TV drinking it every day, but it is nothing compared to Coke!

At this time, Wu Heng picked up the wine bottle, turned it around in his hand, looked at it, and said casually:

"This bottle of Chateau LaFite from 1869 should be worth almost $200,000."

"How many?"

"You mean, just this wine! 200,000 US dollars?!" Jacob opened his mouth in surprise.

You know, he is still trying to get an extra $2 in order to add an extra chicken drumstick to his lunch every day.

Jacob couldn't believe how many chicken drumsticks he had just sipped.

Thinking of this, Jacob hesitated for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and took another sip. This time he tasted it carefully in his mouth.

Suddenly I discovered that apart from the lack of bubbles, cola-like sweetness, and astringency, this wine is quite delicious.

It’s such an expensive wine. Why doesn’t the winemaker know how to add some sugar? That would definitely taste better.

Jacob's thoughts were racing and he drank a whole cup without realizing it.

He patted his belly slightly. If a cup was calculated at 20,000 US dollars, there would be 10,000 chicken drumsticks in his belly.

That’s equivalent to the lives of five thousand chickens.

"Isn't it very painful?"

When Wu Heng saw that it was almost done, he smiled and asked.

"What. What do you mean?" Jacob was confused by this unreasonable sentence.

Wu Heng put down the wine bottle and made a clang sound.

It landed on the table in front of Jacob. The bottom of the bottle collided with the crystal and made a crisp sound. Jacob was so frightened that he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help.

This is 200,000!

"You experience the luxurious life of others in your dreams every day. This keeps your spirit in a good state and gives you a pair of bright eyes."

"But the astringency of the wine is something you have never experienced in your dreams, right?"

"Every time I wake up from a dream, I have to go back to reality. Faced with the noisy orphanage and the light nutritious meals, even the clothes can only be worn second-hand donated by others!"

"Children from other families can have new clothes, toys, and be admired by others."

"But you can only dream all day long, and you have nothing but dreams!"

Wu Heng stared at Jacob closely, "Is this the life you want?"

"If I don't take you to taste this 200,000 yuan wine today, how long will it take you to drink it?"

"Even if you have studied in a dream and your wine tasting posture is very standard, the childishness you showed when you tasted the real taste for the first time today represents the real you."

"Ten years. Twenty years. Or fifty years? Can you save up to 200,000 and be willing to use it to drink a bottle of wine?"

Jacob's heart was revealed by Wu Heng. He let go of the wine bottle he was holding with a look of shame, and lowered his head in frustration.

"Even if I had money, I would never use money to buy something like this!"

He muttered something under his breath.

"Ah!"

"Give you a chance to prove it. How long do you plan to earn 20,000 US dollars, which is the price of the ugly drink you just had?"

Jacob paused when he heard this, "This!"

This was beyond his imagination. Even $100 was already a huge sum of money to him now.

But in his dream, he experienced the luxurious and joyful life and various entertainment projects constructed in the dreams of those classmates.

But the sense of emptiness in the dream gave him an infinite desire for the experience of reality.

"Let's talk about your mother first. As I said before, she was killed by an evil dreamer!"

Wu Heng took out his mobile phone, which contained a message. He handed it to Jacob and continued:

"The ability you have to pull people into dreams comes from your mother's inheritance, but her ability is not innate."

"Chunmu Town, which is the birthplace of your identity code, there is a nightmare evil spirit who has the ability to kill people in their dreams."

"Your mother's teammate is the owner of the ability. Before she died, she passed on the ability to enter dreams to your mother, hoping that she could continue to fight against evil spirits."

"Although your mother temporarily sealed the evil spirit, she failed in the end. The evil spirit is immortal. It woke up again and killed your mother!"

"And now, this evil villain is committing crimes in Springwood Town, and he is looking for you."

Wu Heng placed Freddy's name and photo in front of Jacob.

"Freddy's Bad Face and Ghost Claw, oh! I've seen related descriptions in my mother's notes. I thought it was a horror cartoon she drew herself."

Jacob seemed to have remembered something, and his mother guessed Wu Heng's purpose, suspecting that she wanted him to face evil spirits, so he looked a little ugly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking you to accept the call and become a warrior."

"But your ability to enter dreams was originally given as a weapon to fight against dream demons."

"So, I'm going to pay for it."

"As for you now. Look at your body. You are too weak and not suitable for contact with this kind of dream murderer."

Wu Heng placed a bank card on the table.

"There is enough wealth here for you to enjoy for a lifetime. Use your eyes to restore normalcy and exchange for the comfort of reality."

"Money isn't everything, but money can buy happiness!"

"With money, you can keep all the other 77 weak organs in your body healthy. You no longer have to worry about whether you have chicken legs for your next meal, or you don't have to envy other people's children who have parents to take them to and from school."

"Even the girl you have a crush on will take the initiative to stick to you. You can smell the fragrance on her hair, and you don't have to have false, touchless dreams anymore!"

"Now then, Jacob!"

"Do you choose to turn your dream into reality?"

Wu Heng explained everything clearly. The reason why he was so troublesome was that he was worried that if he forcibly controlled Jacob, he might not be able to gain his abilities.

After all, this ability comes from the spirit or soul. After the spirit is controlled, if it disappears, sudden changes are likely to occur.

Jacob looked at his bank card and then at the wine. He hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he directly picked up the bottle and took a big gulp. He drank a total of 20,000 US dollars, which made him cough repeatedly.

But this time he drank with confidence.

It's just that if the owner of the drink sees this way of drinking, he will probably be permanently banned from the club.

Wu Heng smiled,

It seems that compared to the ethereal world of dreams, Jacob obviously chose the real world of senses.

"Sir, I have read my mother's diary. It seems that abilities can only be gained in dreams. I will fall asleep at 12 o'clock tonight and pull you into a dream."

Wu Heng nodded in agreement,

Then he continued to sit on the sofa and browsed the news. By the way, he asked the blond police chief about the situation on Elm Street.

After a while, Jacob picked up his bank card and said tentatively:

"Sir, can I go home and sleep?"

Wu Heng nodded and said yes. At this time, he didn't want to give Jacob too much worry.

Jacob got up and went out.

About ten minutes later, Jacob came back again, with an irrepressible smile on his face.

"Sir, in order not to worry you, I will spend the night here tonight. I just went out and called my aunt and we have already communicated."

At this moment, Jacob tried to act like a mature man.

Wu Heng gestured and said that there was a rest room inside. He guessed that Jacob had gone out to check the balance on his bank card.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Wu Heng heard Jacob's weak, gentle breathing from the room next to him. He knew that the other party had fallen asleep.

immediately,

Wu Heng restrained his active thinking and let his brain slowly enter a resting state.

In just a moment, Wu Heng fell into a dream.

But in his dream, there were all kinds of strange and weird brilliance at this time.

These brilliance are filled with an indescribable and unexplained dark feeling.

It obviously looks colorful and brilliant, but it doesn't have the dazzling feeling it should have.

Some are just weird.

This is because when Wu Heng first came in, he had already realized that he was dreaming.

He tried to restrain all his stray thoughts in the dream and tried to control the changes in the dream.

The result is: he did it, but he didn’t do it either!

Because although in the dream at this time, there were no scene hallucinations that could expose his memory,

But here, it was not controlled by him and evolved into the false dream scene he wanted to construct.

Wu Heng didn't even know whether what he was in now was still a dream, because he had clearly put away all the scenes in the dream, but there was still a strange light all around.

It stands to reason that when he put away the images in his dream,

It's like losing your own dream.

In fact, it is no longer a dream.

But when he had this idea, he was still in a dream.

He denies the dream in the dream, so where does he exist?

This seems to be a paradox.

Just when Wu Heng was struggling, Jacob's voice rang out from a beam of light that was constantly flowing in front of him:

"Mr. Sal, I'm here to find you, please respond to me!"

Wu Heng was about to answer, but he felt uneasy, as if if he answered, something bad would happen.

And, how did Jacob, a poor eighth grader, learn of his alias?

He never told Jacob what his name was.

"Mr. Sal, are you still there?"

After a moment, Jacob's voice sounded softly again, as if he was afraid of disturbing the guests.

Wu Heng has been standing here openly and openly,

But that voice didn't seem to notice him.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier where he was, blocking the other person's view.

Wu Heng suddenly realized that he might not have done the right thing in restraining the dream scenes.

When the mind wanders during sleep, the dream images produced seem to play the role of a fortress, but instead serve as a kind of protection for oneself.

It's like the mind outlines a sanctuary.

When not dreaming, people themselves will not enter the dream state, and they will not be like Wu Heng, who not only enters the dream state, but also rejects the dream state.

At this moment,

Wu Heng seems to be no longer in a dream state that contains more of himself, which is probably why he tried to derive a false picture but failed.

"Sal, hee hee, I know hee hee, you are here. Hee hee!"

The tone of Jacob's voice began to deflect, gradually becoming weird and stretched,

It was as if instead of one creature, a swarm was speaking.

The strange light group in the distance seemed to slowly condense with the sound, forming a three-dimensional human-shaped black shadow, standing quietly on the spot, with its back to Wu Heng,

The black shadow stopped completely and remained motionless.

"Zarik, bad boy, be careful of the light, come to me quickly!"

Behind Wu Heng, a light curtain about three to four meters long suddenly appeared. The light curtain was a strange bright green, and it was flashing like a TV screen with poor signal.

"There is warm blood here!!" The voice turned into a miserable howl.

Pieces of weird memory splicing began to emerge in the light curtain.

The girls who were killed by the troubled boy Zarik, the deceased old man who was beaten, the cats and dogs killed, etc.

Their tragic images with rotting wounds kept appearing on the light screen in reincarnation.

Every time the screen is switched, it will be accompanied by various coughing, crying, screaming, and laughter, as if an audience is watching a movie in the theater.

It seems that as time goes by,

Wu Heng was like a cake exuding the fragrance of honey, attracting more strange things.

Just when Wu Heng was about to explode,

The normal and submissive voice belonging to Jacob came softly from an unknown distance.

Wu Heng could feel that the distance between the two people was simply more than a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

But the problem is,

Even when he realized how far away he was, he could still hear Jacob's voice.

It's like,

Two friends in other provinces should have called each other to communicate, but suddenly they didn't need a phone and were able to talk normally even though they were thousands of kilometers apart.

But both parties knew that the other party had no special function, and they also realized that the distance was far away, but things happened so weirdly.

This is beyond the scope of normal people's cognition.

Having learned from the past, Wu Heng did not say anything.

At this moment, a pulling force suddenly appeared from all around.

This power did not act on Wu Heng, but included the scope of his dreams.

Wu Heng realized that this time should be the real Jacob, so he did not break away from this fragile pulling force.

As the strange sliding feeling disappears,

The dark surroundings suddenly turned into a club.

The familiar furnishings, as well as the unopened bottle of Chateau LaFite 1869 on the table, prove that this is Jacob's dream.

It seems that Jacob is still a little confused about the fact that a bottle of wine costing US$200,000 was opened and drank.

"Sir, I'll try to leave it to you right now."

After Jacob finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly and seemed to be concentrating.