When Akihito opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely dark space.

In this space there is a wooden table, and a table lamp on the wooden table is the only source of light.

"Welcome... What shall I call you when I come to my realm?"

A middle-aged man sat behind a wooden table, his cheekbones slightly high, his face grim, and his meticulous suit, as if he had been waiting for Akihito for a long time.

"Akihito. ”

"Then you can call me a tapir, or the Lord of Nightmares, whatever you want. ”

The man pointed to the wooden chair across the table and said to Akihito.

"Please sit with Mr. Akihito. ”

The Lord of Nightmares?

Listening to this self-title, Akihito instantly remembered the Rubik's Cube-shaped Nightmare Seed, as well as the cracked pupils in the Rubik's Cube.

Was his consciousness sucked into that S-class nightmare seed?

Qiu Ren didn't think too much about it, and sat directly opposite the middle-aged man.

He looked at Qiu Ren's calm appearance, and tapped his forehead quite approvingly.

"What are you looking for me to do?" asked Akihito.

Instead of being thrown into the death game of this nightmare copy, Akihito personally met with the owner of this nightmare, presumably the lord of the nightmare had something else to ask for.

"Your creativity, Mr. Akihito...... I feel something complicated in you, but what I value more is your creative potential, and young people's fantasies are always wild, aren't they?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Don't you see who I really am?

Qiu Ren breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"What exactly do you want me to create?" Akihito asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.

"Nightmares. ”

The middle-aged man's answer was also more direct.

"Although we are the masters of this dream space, we don't have the ability to fantasize, only you humans... There are always countless wonderful fantasies in my head, and here I can turn all your fantasies into reality. ”

The middle-aged man kept tapping his index fingers at each other as he said this, like a person who had been hungry for a long time, expecting Akihito to present a delicious meal.

"But to your liking, right?"

Akihito also reads books about dream makers, and if it's his own dream dungeon space, building things will cost a lot of dream points.

But this is the nightmare space of the Nightmare Lord, and Akihito only needs to be responsible for building it, and the consumption is all borne by the Nightmare Lord.

The premise is that the dream that Akihito has is enough to satisfy the nightmare lord.

To put it simply, this nightmare lord is Qiu Ren's father A, and if Party A's father is satisfied, Qiu Ren can not only leave this nightmare safely, but also get a lot of benefits.

Dissatisfied...

I'm afraid Akihito has no room to consider this possibility.

"I like to talk to smart people. ”

The middle-aged man tapped on the wooden table, and the environment in which Akihito was located suddenly changed drastically.

In the blink of an eye, Akihito's surroundings turned into a gladiatorial arena filled with dust and the smell of blood.

The place where Akihito was located was in the center of the gladiatorial arena, and the wooden table and chairs were still there, but on one side of the gladiatorial arena there were two more gladiators who were fighting to the death.

They were already drenched in blood, and one of them had intestines flowing directly from his abdomen to the ground.

"This is mine... Memory. The middle-aged man said, "A memory from a long time ago, and the dream world constructed for me by the first human dreamer, is you... The seniors of the seniors. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes looked at the two gladiators who were fighting, and then he took a deep breath, as if he was reminiscing about what he said.

"It's bloody, it's brutal, it's brutal, it's so straightforward, I'm tired of it many years ago. ”

The middle-aged man tapped the top of the wooden table again, and the whole scene turned into a closed iron space again.

There is a group of people in this space who are running away in a panic, and various mechanisms and monsters will pop up in the space to kill this group of people.

Akihito recognized this group of people as the death row inmates in the previous prison!

"It's... Right now. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the death row prisoners who fled in a panic with a somewhat tired look and said.

"The death traps that pop up everywhere, the panic when they flee really gave me a lot of fun for a long time, but I always felt like something was missing..."

"So what exactly do you want?" asked Akihito with a blank face.

"Your nature!"

When the middle-aged man said this, his voice suddenly became fanatical.

"I want to see the meanest and most ferocious part of your heart! the indulgence of taking the lives of others without being constrained by the rules, the conspiracy to achieve the end by any means, the madness of giving up one's conscience when cornered, the greed of betraying one's close ones for the sake of profit! All... I want to do it all..."

The more the middle-aged man said this, his expression became more and more crazy, and finally he stood up directly, his voice trembled slightly, but he soon realized his gaffe.

He sat back in his seat, straightened out his somewhat messy suit and tie, and his expression returned to his previous grim expression.

"I want you to construct a nightmare that could make those dreamers suffer from all of the above, really... Nightmares, not these tedious ketchup pantomimes. ”

Good guys, if these requirements are really put into a movie or TV series, it won't be a sadistic drama, right?

Sadistic or not, Qiuren doesn't know, but the drama is certain.

It's a pity that none of the people exploring in the Nightmare copy are actors, and they can't follow Akihito's script.

But fortunately, with these requirements of the Lord of Nightmares, Akihito just has a game rule that can be done perfectly.

"So, Mr. Akihito, can you show me this?"

"Maybe..."Akihito already had a rough plan in his heart.

"So fast? Hopefully, you're not bluffing, and now this nightmare is up to you, and I'm looking forward to... You've built a nightmare that's big enough to light up in my eyes. ”

The middle-aged man stood up and made a 'please' gesture to Akihito.

"What is the maximum number of people that can be held in the previous dream dungeon at one time?"

Qiu Ren looked at the group of death row prisoners struggling to survive in the death chamber and asked.

"Twenty people. The middle-aged man said this, and his voice was a little faintly bantering, "This is what your seniors try to fight for me, of course, you can also reduce the number of people who enter the nightmare at one time, but the premise is... It's exciting enough when there are fewer people. ”

"No, I might want to expand. ”

The game that Akihito envisioned could not be played by twenty people.

"Oh, your seniors have been trying to get in all these years, and the people outside may not be happy if you do this. "The reminder from the middle-aged man was friendly.

Akihito also understands this, dying in a nightmare world, may not really die, but the spirit will be severely damaged.

Those condemned prisoners will have to take a long time before they can enter the nightmare again.

But the Lord of Nightmares should be like a human being, and he will 'eat' every once in a while, and if he does not have enough to eat, there will be serious consequences.

The previous two Dream Makers were thinking about how to feed the Nightmare Lord with the fewest people.

"Are you responsible for the negative effects of their death in the nightmare?" Akihito was also trying to negotiate with the Lord of Nightmares.

If you look at these death row prisoners as consumables, it is really not good to let them consume them too quickly.

"I, I don't deliberately hurt anyone in the nightmare, it's they themselves who can't tell the difference between reality and dreams, so after dying in a nightmare, their fragile spirit will be hit hard, you can design something like a safe house so that they don't despair so much in the nightmare. The middle-aged man said.

So that's how it was... As long as the nightmare is interesting enough for the Dream Seeker, then the damage they will do less if they die in the nightmare.

"No, I think they'll love the dream I've constructed. Akihito said.

"Like nightmares?" said the middle-aged man with a chuckle, "don't you think it's a contradiction to make people like death?"

"Just look at it. ”

Akihito kicked out the death row inmates who were involved in the death game, and then began to reconstruct the nightmare.

Said to be reconstructed, in fact, the Nightmare Lord left a backup for the original two Nightmare copies, so that what Akihito made would not suit his appetite, and he could go back and taste the previous 'cold rice'.

But as the nightmare dungeon structure built by Akihito gradually revealed, the Nightmare Lord suddenly felt that the previous cold rice was a little unfragrant.