Chapter 319: 317, Make a phone call
The Convent devours dreams.
As more dreams are devoured, it will beco stronger and stronger until it leaps into reality, turning into a frightful existence like that of a Demon Spirit.
Therefore, when Du Wei was pulled into a new nightmare, he knew that sooner or later, he would encounter the Convent.
It’s just…
This new nightmare seed not yet to have begun…
In that narrow passageway.
Du Wei brushed the dust from his clothes, glancing around at the surroundings.
It was a grand hall, lavishly decorated, with many n and won singing and dancing to the lodious music; everything looked so beautiful.
Candles burned, the light was dazzling…
But those people did not react to Du Wei’s arrival.
It was as if, to them, Du Wei did not exist at all.
“Wait a little bit, it should co over.”
Du Wei glanced at the singing and dancing n and won, lowered his head, shouldered his backpack, and walked on his own towards a sofa set in a corner of the hall.
This hodgepodge Dream World was basically a string of nightmares linked together.
Stricken with bad luck, the dream that Du Wei was pulled into was definitely an extrely terrifying nightmare.
It’s just that it hadn’t started yet.
Therefore, what Du Wei had to do next was quite simple, just wait quietly.
The mont the Convent appeared, beginning to devour the dream,
he would choose to leave without hesitation.
Of course…
Du Wei was also considering sothing now.
That was how big of a chance he had to kill the Convent in the dream…
Although he was already prepared to find the demon’s true na – the source of the curse – and expel it from the human world, he couldn’t rely solely on this thod.
The more plans he had, the greater the chance of success.
Before it beca too terrible to resolve, he had to find a way to kill it.
Du Wei wouldn’t just watch the Convent grow stronger and then fight it to the death.
That would be far too brainless.
And it didn’t fit Du Wei’s way of doing things.
“If I could mark a hundred Evil Spirits and bring all those Evil Spirits into the dream, they should clash with it, or even attack it.”
“But there’s a problem, I have to maintain the existence of the dream. Otherwise, once the dream is over, those Evil Spirits are likely to end up who knows where.”
“Or they might go after everyone who’s having nightmares.”
“It seems difficult to manage, but it’s not impossible.”
As Du Wei spoke, he looked at the indicator pattern on his Right Hand, “I wonder if the bus could be pulled into the dream…”
Evil Spirits, when not possessing a body, are immaterial.
They can only be seen in a state of Spirit Vision, and by their targets.
The bus, however, was different; it was a kind of existence that Du Wei too could not comprehend, only knowing to use benchmarks to compare its horror.
Du Wei spoke in a grave tone, “The feasibility is high.”
Last ti, he used the bus chanism of dying if one doesn’t get off at 12 o’clock to kill another nun, and this ti he could also play so tricks on it.
Only, he had to solve one thing.
That was, if he led the Convent onto the bus in the dream, the bus might very likely travel from the Dream World to reality.
After all, the bus stops included schools that don’t exist in reality; for it, the Dream World posed no barriers whatsoever.
And right now, what entered the dream was his consciousness; if the bus were to take him to reality, his consciousness and body would beco separated.
At that ti, that might cause him so very serious problems.
His body could beco vegetative…
His consciousness might beco an Evil Spirit…
It was like the ti when the Evil Spirit Du Wei had trapped him inside the mirror, a similar transformation.
Du Wei touched the mask on his face and silently said to himself, “I need to find a way to keep the bus in the dream, at least until I’ve killed the nun, it can’t return to reality.”
Suddenly…
At that mont.
The dream began to change.
In the hall, the dancing n and won suddenly paused.
Everyone dispersed, standing to the side.
And from the crowd, there stepped out a man dressed in a suit, with clown makeup on his face.
His face was painted with bright red and black, sketching out a smiling face that in this context appeared extrely ghastly.
As soon as he appeared.
The clown man extended a finger and made a ‘shush’ gesture, “I’m the host Wallace, and now, I’m going to tell you that the first half of the party is over, the second half will be an intense and thrilling ga session.”
The smile on the corners of Wallace the clown man’s mouth grew more sinister.
All the n and won present beca excited.
They said in a breezy tone, “Please start quickly, we can’t wait any longer.”
Wallace the clown man took a bow and raised his head again, his eyes now a bloody red.
But everyone seed as if they hadn’t seen it, still excited.
In the corner, Du Wei, who had been sitting on the sofa the whole ti, observed coldly.
He knew that the nightmare was finally about to start, and the nun would co rushing over, as if she had sniffed out the scent of her prey…
And Du Wei was a re bystander, watching this absurd nightmare begin to end.
At this ti, the clown man who called himself Wallace said with a grin, “Everyone is lonely, living in society, traveling on the road, a dull and monotonous life makes us forget so much.”
“Friends, family, lovers, teachers and students.”
“Human loneliness stems from indifference, and from the selfishness of human nature.”
“We have beco estranged from these complicated human relationships for this reason or that.”
“And today, in the second half of the banquet, we will start a ga related to interpersonal relationships.”
“Everyone will receive a phone call from those you have forgotten, calls from people you’ve lost touch with.”
“Of course, it might not be a person…”
The words of Wallace the clown man seed philosophical, with an educational aning.
But…
This was a nightmare.
Du Wei watched this scene expressionless, feeling no emotional changes inside.
According to the logic of nightmares, these people in the dream would fall into fear and despair.
It starts blandly, and ends in terror.
“The person having this dream must be suffering from so kind of psychological illness, and they might be on the verge of a ntal breakdown.”
Dreams are the opposite of reality, but they are also reflections of reality.
However, that was not important to Du Wei, he wasn’t interested in considering helping soone out of a difficult situation after returning to reality.
It was just a professional habit that led to subconscious analysis…
In the hall, n and won quickly started receiving phone calls, they looked down at their phone screens, only to fall into a state of panic.
Screams rose and fell…
The clown man who claid to be Wallace also mysteriously disappeared.
The nightmare moved from one stage to another, characters and scenes were constantly alternating.
Du Wei watched while taking out the Joker Card from his pocket.
His intuition told him that the nun was coming…
However, at that mont, sothing unexpected happened.
His cell phone rang.
On the screen, there was a display of an unfamiliar phone number…
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