My Exclusive Dream World Adventures

It was a natural reaction for Chen Xu to step back. After taking a few steps, he realized that the noodle shop is so small, where can he go?

He stopped and let the white mist wrap his whole body.

In a blink of an eye, everything in front of him was white, and he couldn't even see the gate two meters away clearly.

He looked back, and the thick fog had filled the entire noodle shop. The wall inside can no longer be seen at all, and the vision is completely blank.

He walked towards the wall, and after taking six steps, he finally could faintly see the hole in the wall.

"The maximum visibility is about four meters." He estimated in his mind.

Then, he stepped back to the door. I took out a flashlight from my backpack, turned on the maximum brightness, and shone it in. The strong light penetrated the thick fog, and it was still white.

Walk forward step by step, and when you are about five meters away from the wall, you can vaguely see the wall through the beam of the flashlight.

It seems that the strong flashlight is not very effective, at most it will increase the visibility by about one meter.

He was a little disappointed. After turning off the flashlight, stuff it back into the side pocket of the backpack. It's daytime now, and the flashlight is useless, but at night, it can still come in handy.

Next, he tried to turn on the light switch, but the light didn't come on.

This did not surprise him.

Then, he walked into the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and after a burst of puffing, a few drops of water fell and disappeared.

Power cuts, water cuts, plus the war that happened not long ago, and this fog.

From this information alone, he has no way of judging what kind of situation this dream world is in.

"The goal of the first phase is to find out what happened. Since the war happened not long ago, there should be survivors. Where can I find them?"

After thinking for two seconds, he knew where he was going.

A few hundred meters away from here, there are several dozens of storey office buildings. For buildings like this, the underground parking lot should be built in accordance with civil air defense standards. After a war, people must take refuge there.

After making a decision, he stepped out of the gate and walked towards the thick white mist that couldn't be melted away.

There was silence all around. In the first two dreams, he was used to this kind of silence, and he didn't find it unbearable.

However, when he looked around, there was a vast white fog all around him. What he could see was only a few meters around him. The whole person seemed to be trapped in this small space, and there was an invisible sense of oppression. It made him a little out of breath.

Every step forward, the road stretches forward a little.

After walking more than ten meters, he entered the range of the road. In his sight, a car appeared, to be precise, it was a red car taillight. When you get closer, you can see the whole picture of the car clearly.

The car was nearly crushed, with a deep dent in the top and several pieces of shattered glass visible on the ground.

He couldn't help but stop, a little puzzled, the car was smashed by something. Because nothing remains of it.

After thinking for a while, he didn't have a clue, so he didn't waste time here, and continued to walk forward, but he became more vigilant.

He subconsciously sped up some speed, and by memory, crossed the road. When he walked to the opposite side, he saw a pit on a road, half a meter deep, and he could see the soil at the bottom of the pit.

"Is it a cannon/shell?"

He thought in his heart, but didn't stop, and continued to walk forward. He just wanted to get to the nearest office building as soon as possible.

The distance of a few hundred meters, in normal times, takes more than a minute to run.

However, in this world shrouded in thick white mist, people feel that danger may appear at any time. He had to tense up his nerves and walked cautiously.

Five minutes later, he could already vaguely see the outer wall of the office building, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace, found an entrance, and walked into the interior of the building.

Once inside the building, the fog lightened a bit.

However, the light also dimmed, and the visibility became worse.

He took out the flashlight,

Open it, find the stairs, go down, and go down to the bottom of the parking lot.

Gently pushing the door open, he listened sideways for a while, but nothing happened.

"no one?"

He frowned, "Or are you resting?"

When we got here, the fog was already so light that it hardly affected the sight.

He walked out lightly and shone a flashlight.

This parking lot is a bit empty, there are ten parking spaces, and only one car is parked.

Or, when the war happened, it was in the middle of the night. Either, when the war happened, or after, the people in this building drove away.

Holding a flashlight, he walked almost the entire parking lot without seeing a single person.

Did they all die, or have they been evacuated?

He guessed in his heart that he was more inclined to the latter, because he didn't even see a single corpse along the way.

"However, it is also possible that the survivors all gathered together."

He did not give up and decided to go to the nearby building to have a look. Go to the exit of the parking lot.

The further you go, the thicker the white mist becomes. When he walked out of the exit, his whole body was surrounded by the world that seemed to be composed of white mist.

"ah--"

Suddenly, he heard a woman's scream, and he was overjoyed that there were indeed survivors.

The sound is a little far away, at least a few hundred meters, in the direction of eight o'clock.

He immediately ran up. Hearing that scream, the woman was probably in danger.

While running, he pulled out a short stick from his waist and swung it vigorously, and it turned into a long stick more than one meter long.

Now he is no longer a rookie who entered the dreamland for the first time. In the second dream, he spent some time, learned some fighting skills, and experienced life and death battles. There is no fear of the possible battle.

After running, his speed was very fast, and when he felt that he was approaching, he slowed down.

"where?"

He didn't make a sound, but turned his ears sideways and listened carefully to the movement around him.

In such an environment, beyond four meters, he is a blind man. In the face of an enemy that may appear, speaking first is simply courting death.

He really wanted to save the survivor, but he wouldn't risk his life.

Moreover, more than a minute has passed, and that woman may have been killed.

He took one step at a time, slowly groping forward.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, the distance was very close, his heart tightened, he turned around suddenly, and saw the outline of a figure appearing in his field of vision, subconsciously, he had already drawn the stick in his hand.

call.

The swinging stick pierced the air, making a screaming sound, and finally, it hung over the figure's head.

Chen Xu's originally calm expression became stunned, and he lost his voice, "Why are you here?"

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