Soft moonlight filtered in through the window and spilled onto the desk.

The night is getting darker, with a bit of fog.

Su Fu opened his eyes and leaned on the bed.

Exiting from the Black Card Dream Realm, he checked the Spiritual Perception value, which increased by 1, and now reached 13 points, which is one step closer to impacting the Level 3 Professional Dream Maker.

This time, the nightmare of the second grade in the black card was a little too easy for Su Fu.

The three brain teasers asked the stupid pen fairy stupidly.

The pen fairy knows everything, but it's a pity...... Brains don't turn.

If every person the pen fairy meets is as skinny as Su Fu, the pen fairy is afraid that he can really only squat in the corner and draw circles.

In these years, every profession has a scripture that is difficult to read, and it is not easy to be a pen fairy.

On the bed, the cat lady was lying on her stomach, exhaling and inhaling very smoothly.

Su Fu was completely sleepy, and his eyes were open.

Next to his pillow, there was an extra pair of worn-out ballpoint pens.

This is the reward of the black card.

Grabbing the ballpoint pen, Su Fu played with it for a while, and it seemed to be an ordinary pen.

However, according to the description of the reward, this should be the refuge of the pen fairy.

Su Fu grabbed the pen, and he could indeed feel the resentment of the pen fairy.

His eyes lit up slightly, and Su Fu tapped the ballpoint pen.

"Pen Fairy, are you there? Come out, we can continue to exchange a few questions. ”

Su Fu said politely.

Ballpoint pen: "......"

After a while, there was no change in the ballpoint pen, but the resentment of the pen fairy from it became heavier.

Su Fu sighed with some regret and stopped harassing the pen fairy.

Looking at the ballpoint pen, Su Fu pursed his lips, got out of bed, took out a piece of white paper and spread it on the desk.

As soon as I put down the pen, the paper on the desk was torn in half.

The surface of the table had been left with deep marks, as if it had been cut by a knife.

So sharp?

Su Fu took a deep breath, if this stabbed a person...... Is that still there?

Suddenly, something seemed to come to mind.

Su Fu's eyes lit up.

He stared at the ballpoint pen, and his spiritual perception slowly unleashed.

Feeling the touch on a ballpoint pen is like touching a ball of soft marshmallows.

Then......

“biu！”

A whistling.

Under the control of Su Fu's spiritual perception, the ballpoint pen burst out like a spring.

A round hole was drilled directly into the wall in front of him, and the sides of the round hole were extremely smooth......

The ballpoint pen floated in the palm of Su Fu's hand.

Looking at this ballpoint pen, Su Fu didn't know what to say for a while.

Originally......

This is the correct way to open the pen fairy ballpoint pen.

It is generally used as a battle dream card, and it has similar properties to a diamond-shaped shuttle.

However, unlike the short shuttle, the ballpoint pen makes a very small sound during flight, which is completely different from the short shuttle with a huge sound.

It's simply ......

Home travel, a must-have for yin people...... Ballpoint pen!

This is completely different from the upright character of the pen fairy.

Su Fu pursed his lips.

Compared with the battle dream card, the ballpoint pen is directly controlled by perception, and the convenience is more than a star and a half.

After playing with the ballpoint pen for a while, I tested the consumption of the lower perception.

Although the ballpoint pen is powerful, it also consumes a lot of perception.

It's okay to maintain the basic suspension cost, which consumes 1 point of Psychic Perception per minute, but if you shoot like a short shuttle, the cost is huge, and a burst of shots consumes almost 2 Psychic Perception, that is, ......

With Su Fu's spiritual perception intensity, he could send out a maximum of six ballpoint pen shots.

Grabbing the cold ballpoint pen, Su Fu sat down in a chair.

Carefully hide the ballpoint pen.

From today onwards, his means of fighting will no longer be single.

In addition to the grumpy big knife ghost bride, he now has an extra old yin pen, which is beautiful.

It was late at night, but Su Fu was excited and couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning, Su Fu got up, activated the instrument, and began to make entertainment dream cards......

Anyway, if you are idle and bored, then share with the friends of the entertainment site the dream of toilet entertainment that cultivates sentiment and enhances love and courage.

Everyone should love it.

......

Hayteng Building.

It's the dead of night, but the roar of the old-fashioned engine roars in the night.

The large truck came from outside the Haiteng Group and stopped in front of the building.

A figure in a black trench coat stepped out of the Haiteng Building and jumped into the big truck.

Lao Fu leaned against the door of the building's lobby, his black sunglasses reflecting the objects covered with a huge canvas on the big truck......

The canvas lifts a corner, and the deep metallic sheen shimmers faintly in the moonlight.

The top floor of the building.

In front of floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Jiang Chengyong took a deep breath of a cigar and looked through the window at the cargo carried by the large truck below.

"Thank you, brother, the goods have finally arrived. ”

Behind Jiang Chengyong, Jiang Chengxu, who was wearing a white suit and a black rose pinned to his breast pocket, smiled slightly, his slender fingers, lit the table, and said, "Smoking less cigarettes is not good for your health......"

Jiang Chengyong's hand holding the cigar suddenly stiffened.

With a sigh, Jiang Chengyong snuffed out the cigar, and a faint smoke filled the room.

"Haiteng Group is the hard work of my parents and me for half my life...... Don't really mess up, it took half of the group's savings to get you out, but it wasn't for you to ruin the group...... Several other directors are already a little dissatisfied with me. ”

Jiang Chengyong said with a complicated gaze.

Jiang Chengxu waved his hand disapprovingly, "At this point, you have no way out, as for the ...... of the directors?"

"If it's really in the way, how about I help you kill them?"

The cold words resounded in the room, and the disregard for life in his tone made Jiang Chengyong take a deep breath.

He suddenly regretted it now......

Rescuing Jiang Chengxu is not the right decision.

Crash!

Floor-to-ceiling windows.

Huge shadows obscured the moonlight.

The crane pulls the huge object carried by the truck to the top floor of the building.

......

The top floor of the building.

A huge object covered by a canvas sits quietly on it.

Jiang Chengxu played with the black rose, put one hand in his pocket, pushed open the iron door, and walked slowly.

Suddenly.

The corner of the canvas is lifted.

Out of it, a fragment of a mirror burst out.

The fragments reflect Jiang Chengxu's figure, and Jiang Chengxu in the mirror is completely different from Jiang Chengxu in reality.

"Smack!"

Fragments of mirrors were grabbed and hung in the air.

Then...... A transparent figure slowly became solid, it was a bald man, squinting, staring at Jiang Chengxu, transparent tentacles spreading from his hands, grasping the mirror.

Da-da-da.

Quiet footsteps rang out.

On the other side, a little girl wearing small leather shoes with white socks and a princess dress walked out with her head down and holding a doll.

Jiang Chengxu looked at the two with a light smile.

"The Shura Society will send you two to spy on me?"

Jiang Cheng said lightly.

The bald man played with the broken lenses and did not speak.

The little girl holding the doll slowly raised her head.

The little girl's face was exposed to the air in the moonlight...... It turned out to be a wrinkled old woman's face.

"No, in addition to the new mission, the mirror ghost and I are also responsible for helping you......"

The old woman said with a smile, revealing her mouth full of yellow teeth.

The corners of Jiang Chengxu's mouth twitched, and his eyes were indifferent, "Old Lori, we are both Shura envoys, we are all competitive, don't talk about these vain." ”

"If I can get my hands on the things in the Jiangnan base, I don't mind sharing a little soup with you. ”

The old Lori holding the doll and the bald mirror ghost didn't say anything when they heard this, just looked at each other and smiled.

......

The sky was bright.

Su Fu, who was leaning on the chair, stretched his waist, and he finished the production of the entertainment dream card.

The nightmare of the toilet at the national competition was made into a dream card and posted on the entertainment site, which is to close the dream talk.

I didn't sleep all night, and Su Fu was not much tired.

He went to the bathroom and washed his face.

After going downstairs, I ran a few laps around the park near the complex.

The body was slightly hot, and there was a little warm sweat, so I returned to the rental house, took a shower, changed my clothes, carried a shoulder bag, and left refreshed.

I bought a few steamed buns, and after eating, I squeezed into the suspension bus and rushed to Jiangnan University.

After the national competition, Su Fu's life returned to its previous peace.

Attend classes, skip classes, go to the library to read books......

Life is very simple, but Su Fu lives a very fulfilling life.

I read the book for a while.

Su leaned back in his chair and activated Dream Yan, intending to see how the reaction to the entertainment dream he had just uploaded was.

But the dream has only been uploaded for a short time, so I shouldn't have paid much attention to it.

Su Fu pursed his lips, but for new works, he always couldn't help but refresh the backstage, wanting to see what others had to say.

Click on the dream.

A crisp sound sounded.

"Drip-"

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