sent Zhang Heng into Shambhala and sensed it, and the dream line really still existed, connecting the two ends.

"I don't know what kind of substance it is, but it can be stretched infinitely, and once the distance is too far, you can't even see it."

"But it's good, as long as the dream line link is there, me

Lan Mu incarnated as Bi Fang and hurried all the way to the west.

Being at a height of five thousand meters, his spiritual power was constantly scanning below.

Whenever you encounter a dead soul, it becomes a nightmare that quickly pulls on your consciousness.

"Well, the number of dream lines has increased to a thousand...... But the efficiency is still too slow. ”

"However, as more and more people enter, they die unnaturally, and although their consciousness is broken, they have many negative emotions, and the huge number of them together is a rich tonic for me."

"I divided half an island for them as a habitat in my dream, and when all the negative emotions were absorbed by me, I would live in my dreams as a normal person."

"That's only 70,000 people, if I can accommodate the consciousness of 7 million people, the number of dream lines can be increased to at least 100,000, right?"

Lan Mu frantically contained the souls of the dead, whether they died accidentally due to the dark moment or died of natural causes, they were all found by him and pulled into a dream.

The human island of the dream world is populating with a large number of people every moment, and their pain and fear are absorbed by the nightmare.

Although the memories are mutilated, this does not prevent them from living in dreams, the modern cities are empty, and they appear randomly in the houses of the city, with the keys to their respective apartments.

In reality, the workers who died also appeared in the factory, and there were all kinds of facilities, and they only needed to be operated by hand. You can resume production and make all kinds of food.

Raw materials are everywhere, and an entire plain is farmland. Many were positioned as farmers and began the big harvest.

Parking for a wide variety of ownerless cars. The keys were on the car door, and they were dazzled.

"Fortunately, their memories are incomplete, so it would be good to tell them that this is the underworld with the power of the Dream Lord."

After the negative emotions of these deceased people are absorbed, they themselves are ignorant, and the existence of the afterlife world makes them think that they have come to the netherworld of their respective beliefs. After all, after death. The fact that they can continue to live in the new world is completely in line with the myths and legends or religions that describe the afterlife, and the reality is in front of them, and no one dares to question the existence of God.

In Lan Mu's original plan, he planned to use the magic pen from the corpse to establish an artificial consciousness, and now that there are so many dead, not only can he fill the population of the Eternal Dream Realm, but his negative feelings can also enhance him.

"Before that, there should be no existence of the earth after death, right? Maybe my underworld is only a pseudo-underworld, but it's still simple to provide them with eternal life after death. ”

The metropolises of the afterlife world are built according to the ten million people. This is less than 100,000 people, and this is only the first batch.

More than 7 million people die on Earth in the dark hours alone, and in addition to the death of people all the time around the world.

About 1~2 deaths per second, 150,000 deaths a day.

I really want him to establish a complete underworld. He must have at least 200,000 dream lines,

However, Lan Mu couldn't do this, just to guide seven million people, he would have to run all over the world.

"In thirty days, the souls of the dead will dissipate, and even if it is seven million, I will not be able to do it......"

"There are about two million dead in the whole of Asia, so let's contain one continent first, right?"

"Including Russia, it should be possible to do it in eight days, after all

……

"This is the Pastel base in the Middle East, and we detect creatures moving at high speeds. It was located at an altitude of 5,000 meters and flew towards Dubai at a speed of 350 meters per second. ”

"No anomalies have been detected in Dubai. Satellites lose their targets! ”

A large bird flying at the speed of sound, soaring all over West Asia, was finally discovered by Canc.

But every time Lan Mu finds the revenant, he has to stop and absorb it, and from time to time it becomes a nightmare and disappears for a while.

It was extremely difficult to track, and if it weren't for the fact that the big bird was often seen in densely populated towns, they would have lost their target long ago.

Four satellites were called in to carry out a tracking mission, and their coverage was so large that it was finally possible to detect the big bird as soon as it appeared.

"The target has been spotted, it is moving at high speed, leaving Dubai."

"What's happening in Dubai?"

"I didn't ...... Nope! It disappeared from Dubai for about eight minutes before suddenly reappearing and leaving. ”

"It must have done something...... Whether it's done or not, it must be contained. ”

"Do you attack it? The target is flying over a desert. ”

"Attack! Using missile interception, the task force will be on the scene within ten minutes. ”

A missile was suddenly fired from a base in the desert, aimed at the big bird flying at the speed of sound.

"Boom, boom!"

According to Guò's precise calculations, the missile exploded a dozen meters in front of the big bird, drowning it just in time.

However, the big bird flashed, directly ignoring the flames, and rushed out of the explosion range, with a trace of gunpowder smoke on its feathers.

"Finally attacked, but they certainly don't know what I'm doing."

Lan Mu ignored the explosion, the heat and flames did not hurt him in the slightest, even the impact was resisted by the Best metal attached to the vital point.

He flew high in the air, not hiding at all, except that he was invisible to the naked eye on the ground.

The satellite continued to lock onto it, and the big bird didn't even stop, and the missile was completely ineffective against it, and the personnel frowned, and gave up using the missile to intercept.

"Request to call a supersonic aircraft."

"We've gotten off! Determine where you want to go? ”

"I can't judge, we've lost our goal again!"

"Did it fly randomly?"

"No, it looks like every city is visited, and the whole country is visited before leaving."

……

In Russia, Lan Mu finally felt tired, and he had already taken in more than four million dead people.

"It's too slow, every country is dying every day, and although my target is only Asia, the actual number of souls that can be contained may reach 10 million."

Lan Mu is about to transform recently, and he feels like he can't make time to contain it.

The color of the next transformation is white, and the interval is nine days, and eight days have passed since then, and he is still short of Russia and China.

Russia is a vast and sparsely populated country, and most of the time he flies, and is often jammed by supersonic aircraft.

Hua Guo was deliberately left by him to the end, only a small half of this country was affected by the dark realm, and the vast majority of the dead souls died for other reasons.

"The negative feelings of four million dead souls have provided me with huge nourishment, and the number of dream lines is almost 50,000......"

"But the territory of these two superpowers is too vast......"

"It's too late!"

Lan Mu turned sharply, the supersonic plane could not be as agile as him, and the other party was basically played by Bi Fang along the way.

Turning into a nightmare, Lan Mu hid in a mud house in the snow.

While probing the situation in the dream world, he waited for the transformation to come.

"The longer the transformation interval, the more powerful the subject becomes."

"This time it's nine days, longer than a nightmare, second only to the fire demon's eleven days......"

"Damn, just don't be too passive."

Lan Mu was silently counting the countdown, and the supersonic plane in the sky passed directly, and he couldn't be found at all.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Mu's eyes lit up and he roared.

"It's time! What is it? ”

He looked at himself stunned, no change.

"Impossible! I obviously have a feeling of genetic renovation! ”

Every transformation has a unique experience of genetic renovation, and this time is no exception, but there is nothing abnormal about Lan Mu on the surface.

"What's the situation? Am I becoming human? No way! The only objects of my transformation are non-humans, as mentioned by the information I got from the Xenomorph energy of Shennongjia. ”

"There are no human genes in the vast gene pool."

Lan Mu checked his body everywhere and found that there was still a little change.

The bones have become larger, and the pores have become much more vigorous.

"Just a little change?"

Lan Mu looked inexplicable, never believing that this transformation was so simple.

So he waited quietly for the night to fall.

He had a hunch that his transformation would only manifest itself at night. (To be continued.) )