My Dungeons Are Popular

Lin Wanxiang, Qiu Ren's classmate in high school, is also Qiu Ren's only alumni who studied in a neighboring school after graduation.

Tapir originally thought that if it was her, he would definitely have a lot of common topics with Qiu Ren.

It's a pity that when Tapir explained his intentions to Lin Wanxiang, the answer he got was...

"don't want."

Wan Xiang directly rejected Tapir's proposal, and there was no room for turning around.

"I... just want you to... meet your old friends and... talk."

Tapir looked at the human girl with a cold expression in front of him with some puzzlement. Her request was not too much... Maybe it wasn't even a request.

Simply meeting Qiu Ren and chatting about it, based on the relationship between Qiu Ren and her as high school friends.

Maybe there is no need for tapir to come forward. The two of them should meet and communicate frequently with this relationship when they were studying at the neighboring school.

But not once, Tapir's EQ is not low, but sometimes he can't understand the logic of human thinking, but this time she saw the cold expression on Wanxiang's face, and she probably understood the reason for her refusal.

"Is it because of Qiuren?"

"..."

Wan Xiang pursed her lips when she heard the name, as if she didn't want to hear the name.

"What did he...do?"

Tapir actually only has preliminary information about the relationship between the two in reality, and she has no way to learn more detailed content from Fengdu Prison.

"let me out."

Wan Xiang gave an answer that seemed to be unwilling to answer this question.

Tapir didn't deliberately make things difficult for the girl. She also saw from the subtle changes in the expression on the human girl's face that she wanted to leave this nightmare instance to answer Tapir's question.

"After you leave... I hope to continue to establish... contact with you, but only temporarily." Wan Xiang accepted Tapir's request.

She shared her senses with the Nightmare Lord, and when Tapir and Wanxiang established a temporary connection, Tapir also let her leave the nightmare instance.

In reality, Wanxiang wakes up from Yangmei's dream device.

Although the trauma caused by the death in the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds battlefield will still be projected in reality.

But as long as it is controlled properly, the casualty rate can still be reduced to an acceptable level.

But the only ones who can explore this nightmare dungeon in the three major colleges are still only the students majoring in nightmare purification, or the kind of students who have absolute confidence in their psychological and physical endurance.

The three major colleges have also jointly formed a team for the purpose of "internship", adapting to the high-risk nightmare dungeon exploration under the strict health monitoring of the school.

Not many people signed up for this internship team. First, there are too few qualified seniors and seniors. Second, no one would risk their lives to 'intern' in an S-level nightmare dungeon.

Therefore, it is a proud thing for the seniors and sisters who major in nightmare purification to be a member of this team.

It is something to be proud of in every way. It is also an excellent employment resume, or a national dream maker selection resume, that has already begun to explore S-level nightmare dungeons during school.

But Wan Xiang didn't think it was something to be proud of. She woke up from the dream device and wiped her nosebleed.

After being killed by a headshot in the war zone, the dull pain in her forehead made her a little tired.

"The final ranking has finally entered the top ten? Wanxiang Xuemei is too strong..."

"Feel sorry."

Wan Xiang is not in the mood to listen to the compliments from the seniors and sisters of the same team.

After getting off the dreaming device and being checked by the medical staff, she directly left the dreaming room and took back her personal belongings.

Tapir watched from Wanxiang's perspective as she took out her mobile phone from her schoolbag.

Wanxiang's mobile phone doesn't have any extra applications, the only third-party application is an app similar to WeChat. After Wanxiang opened her WeChat, Tapir also saw the contact list on her WeChat.

There are not many contacts who are chatting with each other, and the latest message is from Wanxiang's father.

"The Central Research Institute has recognized your performance in this nightmare dungeon in the war zone. According to your personal doctor's assessment of your physical condition, Xiao Wan, you can persist for a while. This experience will help you to be selected as a national dream in the future." Teachers are really important...'

This news made Wan Xiang collapse on the table tiredly, resting her head with one hand, looking sideways at the phone screen with the other hand.

It was not her own wish to sign up for an internship in a war zone, and even signing up to be a nightmare dreamer was not the future she wanted.

However, as an ordinary dreamer, it is too difficult to obtain the qualification of a national dreamer, but as a nightmare dreamer, the hope is much higher. After all, this is a profession that trades life for qualifications.

Wan Xiang's father is the director of Sino-Ocean Dream Media, and every additional national-level dream-maker in the family represents an additional allocation of A-level or even S-level dream seeds.

Wan Xiang didn't want to read the news from her father, so she flipped through her WeChat chat history, and soon found Qiu Ren's chat message.

Qiu Ren's WeChat profile picture is a yawning seal. The last time she and Qiu Ren sent a message was ten days ago.

'Are you coming back from Europe? It seems that a very dangerous nightmare seed has appeared over there. '

'Come back soon. ’ Qiu Ren’s message was followed by the sentence, ‘I’ve encountered some trouble here. ’ And then there is no more.

Wan Xiang said as she swipe up her finger to check the messages she sent and received. She and Qiu Ren actually kept in touch intermittently after graduation.

But from the day Qiuren graduated or from the day Qiuren and Tapir came into contact, the way she and Qiuren get along has changed. The previous chat records are all Qiuren who came to Wanxiang on his own initiative.

Wan Xiang doesn't chat with Qiu Ren for too long because she has to study. Basically, they only exchange two or three sentences a day, but the two of them maintained this tacit understanding during high school.

After school every day, Qiu Ren would send messages to start the topic with homework-related questions, and after chatting a few words in the middle of the night, Wan Xiang would basically end with 'I'm going to start reviewing'.

Although Tapir sometimes can't understand some human behaviors, but Qiu Ren's youthful feeling of wanting to chat with the girl he likes for a while still makes Tapir sigh very much.

In the past, the one who saw the girl texted ‘Let’s review together and go to the same university. 'Where did the little boy who was so happy to post a lot of expressions go when he heard the news?

How did he become such a workaholic who lives in nightmares every day?

Since Qiuren met Tapir, she no longer took the initiative to chat with Wanxiang, which made Wanxiang a little uncomfortable, so after Qiuren didn't take the initiative to send messages, she would send some messages every few days to chat with Qiuren about irrelevant things content.

Qiu Ren's reply was also very blunt. This feeling is like two people who are passionately in love, suddenly separated and lived in a different place for a long time, and then gradually lost any common topics with each other.

Wan Xiang doesn't like this kind of feeling, but her character makes her unwilling to ask Qiu Ren why, maybe there is no reason in it, she and Qiu Ren are not very close friends.

So it's normal for the two to be like this after they are not in the same school and have less common topics.

It's just that she really doesn't like this feeling of drifting away. What finally makes Wanxiang decide not to miss it anymore is that she was asked by her father to participate in the Alai Cup as an internship, after exploring that dangerous nightmare dungeon...

The fear of the nightmare dungeon in my heart, the helplessness and...resisting have no one to tell, so I sent Qiuren a message, "What kind of nightmare dungeon is the war zone?" '

Qiu Ren did not reply to this message, and did not reply for a whole week.

It's not that Qiu Ren didn't want to reply, but that Qiu Ren was really busy these days and didn't have time to read the news in reality.

So be it.

This is what Wanxiang thinks about Qiuren now, so when Tapir finds Wanxiang and wants Wanxiang to take the initiative to talk to Qiuren, she directly refuses, and the reason for her refusal is not disgust, but exhaustion.

She felt that she would be very awkward when she met Qiu Ren again, and she would have nothing in common and would be tired of talking.

In addition, Wan Xiang was exhausted after being killed many times in the war zone, and now she just wanted to find a bed to sleep in.

"What if...Qiu Ren... comes to see you now?" Tapir said another situation.

"What do you want me for?"

Wan Xiang put down the phone in her hand, rubbed her forehead into her arm, because her cheek was facing the table, her voice sounded muffled.

"I can communicate with you... It is the Nightmare Lord who made a contract with you... Made a deal, your Nightmare Lord... Now also communicates with my dream maker, she... seems to have made the same decision as me, my The dream maker also agreed."

Tapir's words made Wanxiang lift her head buried in her arms in an instant, and this series of lazy movements made the hair on her forehead a little messy.

After tidying up the hair on her forehead, Wan Xiang made a decision.

"I want... to go back to the dormitory."

She said that she put the mobile phone into her backpack, as if she planned to go back to the dormitory to rest before being caught.

But when she came to the gate of this venue, she found that it was already raining lightly outside the gate, and the worst thing was that she didn't bring an umbrella at all.

Wan Xiang looked at the raindrops falling from the sky... Clutching the strap of her shoulder bag tightly, she wondered if she should run back to the dormitory with such a little rain.

But she was too tired, and her body was also very weak from the torment of the nightmare dungeon. If she went back in the rain, she might be seriously ill, and she would be forcibly withdrawn from this competition group, and her father would be unhappy.

In short, all kinds of troublesome thoughts and results kept lingering in Wanxiang's mind, making her already exhausted physically and mentally exhausted...

Just when she was about to take a step into the rain, an umbrella appeared on her head. Wanxiang looked sideways and found...that familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared beside her at some point.

"Why didn't you tell me...you raised a Nightmare Lord, and he was a troublesome talker."

Qiu Ren looked at the tired Wanxiang classmate. After she realized that it was Qiu Ren, the sleepy expression on her face changed to surprise in an instant, but then changed back from surprise to the previous indifference.

"It's because you never asked me!" Wan Xiang said.