Yang Ke sent Ming Jiayi out of the illusion and did not kill her.

At the moment of sending Ming Jiayi away, the illusion where Yang Ke was suddenly shook violently.

Everything in the illusion quickly disappeared, and Yang Ke tried to stop the tremors, but whether he snapped his fingers or clapped his hands, it was to no avail.

He actually lost control of the illusion!

After the furniture in the room disappeared, a terrifying crack appeared in the wall of the room, and beneath the crack was endless darkness.

A stone broke away from the wall and into the darkness, only to be crushed into powder by a special force in a matter of moments.

Yang Ke was shocked, he hurried away from these cracks, and tried several times to get himself out of his illusions, but without success.

He was completely panicked.

If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the whole room is swallowed up by darkness.

And what's even more terrifying is that countless hideous tentacles emerge from the cracks in the walls.

They struggled, spread, and frantically attacked Yang Ke.

Although Yang Ke tried his best to dodge, he was still wrapped around his arm by a tentacle.

Worst!

More tentacles wrapped around Yang Ke's body, trying to pull him into the darkness behind the rift.

Yang Ke struggled desperately, but his strength was too weak to resist these tentacles at all.

He was quickly pulled into the darkness, Yang Ke was in a hurry, he had a feeling that if he was swallowed by those darkness, it would definitely be more than just losing his memory.

I need strength!

Any power is fine, give me strength!

Yang Ke was pulled near the wall, and he was about to be pulled into the crack.

He put his feet on the wall, desperately pulling his body back.

The belief in survival allowed him to inspire far more strength than usual, but it was not enough.

I need more!

The wall at Yang Ke's feet began to fall off, and he could already feel a pair of eyes waiting for his body in the darkness behind the crack.

Damn it!

"Give me strength!!"

Suddenly, the hair on Yang Ke's body began to skyrocket, his teeth quickly became sharp, and his eyes turned red.

Yang Ke felt a huge force surging in his body, he grabbed the tentacles on his body and bit it down directly.

Biting, attacking, killing...... This was Yang Ke's last memory of the illusion when he woke up in room two.

He had a horrible dream in which he transformed into a silver-white beast, excited by the killing.

Those tentacles seemed to be frightened by Yang Ke's attack, and after he ripped off dozens of tentacles, all the tentacles quickly retreated, and all the cracks were restored as if nothing had happened.

Yang Ke, who had lost the target of the attack, frantically destroyed everything in the illusion, and when his strength was exhausted, he suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Bell bell bell!

Yang Ke woke up to the noise of the alarm clock, he opened his eyes, sweat soaking the sheets.

"What are those tentacles?"

He recalled the scene in the illusion, and only felt a little afraid.

At this moment, Yang Ke suddenly felt as if there was something in his mouth, and he quickly spit on the ground.

It turned out to be half a tentacle!

Yang Ke was suddenly shocked, how could this thing appear in his mouth?

He suddenly remembered that before he had completely transformed and lost his memory, he seemed to bite the tentacle with his mouth.

it!

It's also disgusting.

"Phew!"

Yang Ke hurriedly went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

By the time he had finished washing up and returned to his bedside, he had finally calmed down a little.

Yang Ke pinched the tentacle with toilet paper and looked at it.

The tentacle is black in color, with circles of lines on its surface, and two rows of very sharp barbs.

Looking at these barbs, Yang Ke really wondered how he could get his mouth shut at that time.

He found a plastic bag for the tentacle, put it in a drawer, and went to work.

As soon as Yang Ke got on the subway, he received a call from Ming Jiayi.

Ming Jiayi's voice on the other side of the phone was a little hesitant, and she didn't seem to have figured out how to speak.

So Yang Ke took the initiative to say, "You want to ask about the dream last night." ”

"How do you know...... Is this actually true?! Oh my god, this world is crazy. ”

"So you've decided?"

"When, of course, what's going on with the Healing Light Organization you talked about yesterday? Do you want me to tell Team Liang about this? ”

"No, let's have a good chat tonight, and then decide what to do next."

"Great, I'll go to bed at six o'clock tonight, and I'm guaranteed to have time at any time."

"It doesn't need to be so early, just fall asleep at twelve o'clock."

"Okay, I got it! Haha, great, I'm going to be a superhero...... Ah, sorry, I hung up first...... Toot Toot ......"

Listening to Ming Jiayi's voice, she seemed to have come out of fear.

That's good.

When he came to the company, Yang Ke glanced at Mo Yuanxiao's office, he hadn't come yet.

I didn't see Mo Yuanxiao when I went to the book club yesterday, I don't know if he has been promoted, or if he was coaxed after hearing that Jia Jijun was arrested.

If he could, of course, Yang Ke hoped that his boss would not have anything to do with these organizations.

"Old Yang, it's early."

Han Shi wore a pale pink tight-fitting dress today, their company has no strict requirements for the dress code of employees, and everyone wears it more casually on weekdays.

But today, Han Shi's dress is much more solemn than usual.

She also wore earrings.

Yang Ke said unexpectedly: "Han Shi, do you have a date today?" ”

Han Shi patted Yang Ke's shoulder and said strangely: "Old Yang, are you old and confused, there is a great god symposium today, how can I, as the host, not wear a grand dress?" ”

"It's Thursday today?"

"What do you think?"

Yang Ke exhaled heavily, leaned back in his chair, looked at the ceiling and said, "I used to have two great god authors, and now there is only one left, I really hope that today is Friday." ”

"I also hope that today is the weekend, Lao Yang, the author of your great god is called Jin Hai, I remember that he never came to the previous great god talks, and he is afraid that he will not come this time, right?"

"yes, that's why I wish it was Friday, so many gods, so many editors, and I'm sitting there alone, it's a shame."

Meng Yuanhang on the side cheered Yang Ke up and said: "It's okay Brother Yang, I don't have a great god author, we just happen to have a companion." ”

Meng Yuanhang's words had no effect at all, but made Yang Ke even more desperate.

"Whoever is with you, go away, go away."

"Don't, Brother Yang, Sister Han Shi, she can't sit together at all if she wants to preside, the only person I can rely on is you."

Han Shi looked at Meng Yuanhang and Yang Ke, the two big men, who were greasy and crooked, and she couldn't help but think of the handsome guy named Lu An.

Yang Ke's attraction to men seems to be inexplicably great.

Han Shi couldn't help but think of something else, she quickly shook her head and cleared her bad thoughts.

The Great God Symposium started at half past two in the afternoon, and Yang Ke was depressed about how to get through it today, when he suddenly received a text message.

Jin Hai: Editor Yang, I will go to this symposium, please help me arrange a seat.