"Otherwise, I'm just dreaming, it's a repetitive dream, because you've been doing the same thing." Unfazed, Shirakawa chose to face the side head-on and did not dodge.

"Hee-hee-hee, it's ridiculous, you actually question yourself? It seems that you can't tell what is illusory and what is real, and the weak are the weak, sad. ”

In the face of such ridicule, Bai He was indifferent, and he said nonchalantly: "You can say whatever you want, I have my own criteria for judging the illusory and the real, so you can continue to eat your food." ”

After glancing at the two corpses, Shirakawa stood up.

"Hey! If you really want to see the truth, then please eat me, or you won't see it. The guy stopped Shirakawa and said seriously.

"Are you serious?" Bai He glanced at him, puzzled.

"Hee-hee-hee, so do you have the guts?"

"You're a madman, there's no cure." After leaving these words, Bai He hurriedly walked away.

At this time, Berger took a few steps forward, and then he saw the guy clearly, and suddenly felt his heart beating, and once again decided that this guy Baihe must have schizophrenia.

"Okay, you can wake up, Baihe, you can help me cook things in the future."

As the old man's voice came, Berger returned to reality, glared at the other man viciously, and left the room without looking back.

As soon as he walked out of the dark room, Berger's heart beat rapidly, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that the old man had not come along.

"Hell today, bad luck."

"Sister, it's dark like this."

After cursing, Berger hadn't taken a few steps before Ju Nan and Silver Star ran towards him.

"Ah, the young master can be regarded as seeing you, and he scared me to death."

"Brother Berger."

"Is something wrong?" Berger could see at a glance that the two of them looked extremely wrong, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's terrible, young master, not long after you walked into that house, the whole street seemed to suddenly stand still, I wanted to look for you, but I found that I couldn't find that house anymore."

Ju Nan had palpitations, and told the other party in a panic about what happened during the day.

"Are you sure that the stillness on the street lasted until the evening, and nothing else happened in the meantime?" Berger looked frightened, and after listening to what the other party had to say, he thought it was too appalling.

"Yes, young master, I'm sure." Ju Nan nodded desperately.

"Brother Berger, Uncle Ju Nan is right, during the day, it seems that time has stopped, and I can't see that house until now." Silver Star next to him also added.

Berger looked at Silverstar and hurriedly turned to look behind him, his face twisted instantly, he found that the dark house was gone, and his memory of today's horrific experiences was fading.

"Ahh What the hell is going on! ”

Suddenly, Berger's expression became painful, and he pressed his forehead hard, and the images and sounds around him faded away.

"What's wrong with you, young master, don't scare me."

"Brother Berger."

I don't know how much time has passed, but Berger finds himself lying on the bed, and Silver Star is lying on the side of the bed and breathing slightly.

Berger sat up softly from the bed, pondering the experiences he could still remember.

"Am I breaking into some parallel dimension?"

Thinking about it, Berger could only come to the conclusion that he felt that the damn old man was real, and that his absurd experience was also real, but it happened in a different dimension.

This explains a lot of things, but it all points to the same key factor, which is strength.

Boom!

"I really don't want to be a piece of waste." Thinking of this, Berger couldn't help but slam his fist on the sheets.

"Ah, Brother Berger, you're finally awake."

Awakened by the start, Silver Star was overjoyed, and she hurriedly got up.

"Silverstar, go rest, I'm fine." Berger glanced at the other party and said with concern.

"Great, Brother Berger is fine, by the way, Uncle Ju Nan said that there is good news for you, so I'll call him." With that, Silver Star ran out of the house.

"Good news?" Berger was looking forward to it.

"Young Master! Master! That's great. Before the person appeared, Ju Nan's voice came from outside the door.

"What is the good news about Kikuo that makes you so excited?" Berger, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, saw that the other party was holding a small detector, and immediately guessed, and couldn't help but be a little excited.

"Young master, it's great news, your energy has become stronger." Ju Nan rushed to Berger and handed the detector in his hand to the other party.

"Really!" Berger stood up excitedly, looking incredulous.

"Young master, it's true, I've detected it with a detector, and your energy has increased." Ju Nan nodded repeatedly.

"Great! Finally waited for you, but fortunately I didn't give up. Berger's excitement was palpable, he took the detector tremblingly, his eyes pointed to the above values, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Poof!"

"Ju Nan, this is what you call energy enhancement?" Berger's face turned pale and his eyes were dead.

"Young Master, it has indeed been enhanced, after so many years, your energy value has never changed, but now it has changed." Kikuo explained resignedly.

"Huh."

Poof!

"What do I want this 0.6 energy unit for!" Berger roared and smashed the probe to the ground.

"Young master, don't be like this, ants are also meat when they are young, I believe this is a good start."

"Get out!"

How to become a strong person? Three-year-olds know that they must have strong genes and huge resources.

Powerful genes can make you far away from countless lives, and huge resources can make you walk like a fly, soaring into the sky, which is the only law in interstellar survival.

But for Berger now, it's good to talk these words to the ghosts, and let himself fend for himself in this brown plain where birds don't.

Life is a philistine teacher, but unfortunately, Berger's teacher is a bastard, and he has not received anything in return for his so-called non-dual rule all these years, on the contrary, he has been ridiculed.

The night will always pass, and it will not be able to stop the dawn from coming.

The gray rain under the sky of the brown plains made No. 10 Street unusually muddy, but on this day, there were many poor people on the streets.

"Okay, okay, give a little more, it's not easy for me to dig up these things."

Defining today as a trading day for the time being, the voices of bargaining abound, and of course, the bargainers are more or less low-voiced.

Berger remained at the door of the workshop in a daze, and in a few moments many poor people who had been drenched in the rain came to inquire with the fruits of their labor, but were frightened away by his indifferent attitude.

"Interesting." Berger suddenly sneered, and his gaze fell to a corner of the street, where a yellow-skinned boy caught his attention.