Nightmare Attack

In the distance is a bus station, which is empty.

There were no cars and no uniformed staff in sight.

The sky was gloomy and it was still raining, and a small group of people gathered on the wide platform.

About 4 or 5, they should be tourists.

The dilapidation of the station is obvious, whether it is the exposed red brick platform or the old and disrepaired weatherboard.

This also resulted in the few passengers having to hide in a corner of the platform to take shelter from the rain.

At this moment, several passengers were all looking in one direction.

In the rain curtain, about 30 meters away, stood a man holding an umbrella.

The man was motionless and had been in this position for 10 minutes.

Just as the passengers were whispering something, the man suddenly moved and walked towards the platform.

Getting closer.

He is indeed a man, with a well-proportioned figure and a good appearance. His upper body is wearing a work jacket that is obviously several X larger than his actual size, and his lower body is

He was wearing a pair of plaid pajamas and a pair of cartoon plush slippers.

The slippers were soaked by the rain and made a squeaking sound with every step.

Putting away his umbrella, Jiang Cheng, who came here in a hurry while sleeping, raised his head and looked at the people in front of him.

The rainwater flowed down the umbrella cloth, pooled into one stream, and dripped on the platform.

A petite girl with an innocent appearance asked cautiously: "Are you new?"

"Don't ask stupid questions," a bearded, muscular man glanced at the girl, then his eyes first stayed on Jiang Cheng's slippers for a second, and then focused on his face.

He looked at Jiang Cheng with a look that looked like he was scrutinizing prey, and after a while he said: "Interesting newcomer, he is so calm when he appears here."

Five people in total.

Jiang Cheng didn't see anyone else near the platform for the time being.

In addition to the innocent woman and the bearded man who had already spoken, there was also a woman about 35 years old with thin lips.

The woman has a mole on her lip and has an average appearance.

A somewhat wretched, bald middle-aged man in his 50s.

A young man with meticulously combed hair and dressed like a clerk.

What was different from the others was that the young man seemed to have cried just now, with faint traces of tears in the corners of his eyes, and his body shape was somewhat abnormally rickety.

Jiang Cheng scanned the faces of the people in front of him one by one, and finally fixed his gaze on the bearded man, "Where is this?"

"We call it the Dream World, because every visitor comes here from a dream," the strong man replied, "through a black iron door that does not exist."

Jiang Cheng nodded, which was consistent with his experience, "What do we need to do?"

"Based on the scenes that appear, find clues to complete the task, and then try your best to survive in the process," he said, pointing to the rain curtain in the distance: "The Dream World is just the name given to this place by the first people who came into contact with it.

Don't ask where exactly this is or what place it is. If you ask, we can't answer because we don't know.

You just need to know that after opening the door in your dream, you may see a village, a high-rise building, or even a forest, snowfield, or wilderness.

All scenes that have appeared in our real world may appear behind the door. "

"Every scene in our world will appear behind the door?" Jiang Cheng asked back.

"Yes."

"Then what's the difference between this place and our world? Or isn't it our world behind the door?"

Jiang Cheng raised a question that was very relevant, but at the same time very tricky.

"But there will never be two identical versions of us in our world at the same time," the strong man's voice was a little muffled.

His words sounded arrogant, but they were not difficult to understand, at least for Jiang Cheng. He frowned, "You mean someone met you in the world behind the door?"

"Um."

The strong man didn't know whether he was talking about these fears, or he felt that it was pointless to say this to a newcomer who didn't know whether he could survive this mission.

Anyway, he ended the topic.

"Can you return to the real world after the mission is over?"

"Yeah," the strong man nodded and looked towards the rain curtain.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the whole world is filled with gray tones, and the sky is gradually getting darker.

"Newcomer," the woman with the mole on her lip looked at him and suddenly said, "If you die in this world, you will be erased in the real world. Aren't you afraid?"

"To be precise, missing," Jiang Cheng corrected.

The woman opened her eyes slightly and looked up and down Jiang Cheng with interest, "We are also a newcomer, but you are much better than this loser who only knows how to cry."

She glanced at the young man dressed as a clerk, with undisguised disgust in his eyes. The latter shuddered hard when he heard these words.

The woman sneered, turned back to Jiang Cheng and continued: "If you can survive this time, I hope you don't mind making friends."

Jiang Cheng ignored her and turned to look at the strong man.

The strong man stood on the edge of the rain curtain, his eyes kept wandering nearby, and his eyebrows were a little anxious.

"You are waiting for someone," Jiang Cheng said to the strong man, "There is still one person who has not come."

The strong man turned around and said in surprise: "How do you know?"

"Well, I also know that the person you are waiting for is a fat man and very flexible."

"Newcomer, I am becoming more and more interested in you!" The expression on the strong man's face can no longer be described as surprise. "It is true that there are still people who have not come, so the mission has not been started for a long time, but I want to know how you do it. You know? You know he’s a fat man and he’s so flexible?”

Jiang Cheng did not answer the question, but walked to the side of the strong man, facing in a direction outside the station, clasping his hands in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted loudly: "Hey! It's safe here, come out, I'll be waiting for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person jumped up from somewhere dozens of meters away in the rain curtain, and then ran towards the platform amidst the shocked eyes of everyone.

The two ham-like legs swung flexibly, avoiding puddles everywhere. The last one took off and landed firmly on the platform.

At this time, one line popped up in everyone's mind: Damn it! He is indeed a flexible fat man!

The fat man stared at Jiang Cheng's work coat as soon as he came up. He only wore a khaki shirt on his upper body, which had been soaked by the rain, and he was shivering from the cold.

"able"

"cannot!"

Jiang Cheng decisively interrupted the flexible fat man's fantasy, and after speaking, he wrapped his coat tighter.

"What's going on with you?" The bald man beside him, who had never spoken before, asked, looking a little confused.

"I met him on the road, and I came to investigate for him. The cost was a coat and an umbrella," Jiang Cheng said calmly.

The fat man shivering from the cold didn't look good, so no one wanted to talk to him. Only the innocent girl felt sorry for him and lent him a scarf to tie around her neck.