The alarm clock that comes with the system sounded, and An Ying, who was lying on the bed, touched it randomly, turned off the alarm clock ringer, and walked out of the bedroom with half-squinted blurred eyes.

In the living room, a guest he was extremely disgusted with was sitting on the sofa and beckoning to him.

An Ying didn't know what to say, he glanced at the man a little speechlessly, and began to wash and eat breakfast on his own, selectively ignoring the man's presence.

Seeing that An Ying ignored his existence, the man was not annoyed, but said mysteriously, "Young man, do you want to know what you encountered last night?" ”

Hearing this, An Ying, who was nibbling on cheap bread, shrank his pupils and looked directly at the man: "Uncle, you know? ”

It turned out that the guest who came to visit suddenly was a middle-aged uncle, who successfully aroused An Ying's desire to learn, and he smiled and replied with only a few short words: Dream Eater and Nightmare Thing.

"Dream Eater, Nightmare Thing, the man in the suit with the rose and the monster he killed?" An Ying looked at the uncle who was only halfway talking, and motioned for him to continue.

The middle-aged uncle seemed to like his beard very much, and he touched it while solving An Ying's doubts.

The Dream Eater is the same psychic as An Ying, and his ability is to eat dreams, which, as the name suggests, is to feed on dreams.

The Nightmare Thing, on the other hand, is a completely twisted monster that draws energy and shapes its body from a variety of terrifying nightmares, all in a variety of forms.

These monsters not only feed on dreams, but also create all kinds of nightmares that bring fear, so that they can absorb the negative energy of this emotion and grow faster.

Nightmare things rarely attack ordinary people, because ordinary people don't have auras on them, and they don't have a small boost to them, and there is no point in satisfying them.

Their favorite predators are the low-level mind-conscious ones whose aura is not strong enough to control and whose aura is disordered.

Speaking of this, the uncle glanced at An Ying with malicious intent, obviously implying that An Ying was the low-level mind-being he was talking about.

An Ying could hear his uncle's taunt about him, and he pretended not to hear it, and continued his questioning, "How can I have more special abilities like that Dream Eater?" ”

"Join the Alliance of the Mindsper!" The uncle rested his right hand on his cheek, and his thumb rhythmically shaved his beard.

"That Dream Eater is obviously not from the Mindfulness Alliance, uncle, if you don't want to tell me, forget it!"

An Ying didn't fall for the middle-aged uncle, he stood up and was about to leave to go to work.

"Oh, young man, if you have something to say, don't be so impatient!"

Uncle somewhat obeyed An Ying, but he was unwilling to join the Alliance of the Awakened One, and An Ying was too afraid of death.

Reluctantly, he explained, "You have to open the consciousness of the end in order to become a true enlightened person and to bring into your body the aura that haunts the disorder that surrounds you. ”

An Ying pondered for a while, then frowned, "Then how do I open the last consciousness?" ”

"It's up to you to make your own choices, and your obsessions, young man......" The middle-aged uncle smiled mysteriously, and did not continue to answer in depth, nor did he take the opportunity to sell An Ying his glorious and righteous Mindfulness Alliance organization.

See his own choices? What is obsession? An Ying didn't quite understand the specific meaning of the uncle's words, but when he saw the uncle put on a smile that he didn't want to continue, he didn't ask again.

Glancing at the time on his phone, An Ying didn't think much about it, and didn't care that the middle-aged uncle was still at his house, so he went out to work.

"This stinky boy, is it determined that I am a member of the United Council and will not steal?"

The middle-aged uncle felt more and more that An Ying was a very interesting young man, not a milky little hairy boy as he thought before.

It's about being content with the status quo and being afraid of death......

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After a day's work, An Ying, who had awakened the consciousness of the sixth sense, did not feel the slightest fatigue and walked out of the company in good spirits.

Half past nine...... Habitually glancing at the time on his phone, An Ying thought of what his uncle had said to him in the morning, and couldn't help but look forward to what kind of ability he would have at the end of his awakening.

Before he could reach the bus stop, An Ying felt as if something was staring at him in the darkness behind him.

"It can't be the nightmare thing that Uncle said again, right?"

An Ying glanced around a few times, but there was no figure on either side of the street, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pointed at the small yellow and blue cars scattered on the street, and immediately rushed in the direction of home after sweeping a good bicycle.

Under the dim street lamp, a huge black shadow gradually caught up with An Ying on a bicycle until the two sides overlapped.

The sound of frequent flapping of wings sounded in his ears, and An Ying lowered his head to look at the black shadow with a pair of giant wings on the ground, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva out of fear.

A high-pitched, piercing cry came from above him, and the strange sound waves shook his eardrums with sharp pain, and his brain felt like it was going to be torn apart by something.

Under the continuous stimulation, An Ying's eyes gradually overflowed with blood and tears, and at this moment, he looked hideous, like a ghost.

If it weren't for the fact that he had awakened his sixth sense and had a different physique, he might have fainted by now. Resisting the effects of the shrill screams on him, he continued to ride his bike, trying to shake off the nightmare thing just above him.

In front of the winding path leading to his home, the nightmare above him suddenly went berserk.

The nightmare thing, which had been attacking only with sound waves, suddenly swung its bat wings and slapped An Ying off the bike.

Bang Dang!

The people and vehicles separated, and An Ying fell heavily on the path. He barely stood up, and the nightmare thing flying above him also fell, blocking the middle of his path home.

It was a nightmare creature with bat's wings, and its entire body resembled a gigantic bat, its gray fur shaking with its screaming, all of which were creepy.

This time the scream was obviously several times stronger than before, and the street lamps on both sides of the winding path burst one after another, and An Ying immediately covered his ears when he saw this, for fear of being deaf by the scream of the nightmare thing.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of the streetlights popping was incessant, and it only took a few moments for the winding path to fall into darkness.

The current flickered from time to time on the top line of the ruined streetlight, but it wasn't bright enough to light up the path.

The nightmare creech dissipated, and the destroyed light source flew high into the air again, then swerved and swooped down towards the Shadow, who couldn't see anything.

It bit An Ying's shoulder with blood, and the foul smell spread, so smoke that An Ying almost rolled her eyes and fainted.

Holding back the feeling of vomiting, An Ying's eyes lit up, and he couldn't see anything, so he could only grab the head of the nightmare thing with the pain of being bitten on the shoulder, and threw the huge nightmare thing away with a single effort.

The flashlight function was turned on on the mobile phone, and An Ying relied on the small pitiful visual range to run wildly in one direction at will, just hoping to get rid of the nightmare thing.

Sensing a change in the direction of the wind around her, An Ying guessed that the nightmare thing was flying again. He used the light to show the exact location of the nightmare thing, and rolled to the other side, narrowly avoiding the nightmare thing's predation.

The nightmare thing that flew into the air seemed to have hit something, and let out a wail, followed by a creak, as if something huge was tilting and collapsing.

An Ying's voice changed when he heard it, and he didn't need to look at him to know that it was probably a nightmare that knocked down the street lamp. As soon as he wanted to get up and continue to run, the collapsed street lamp broke in front of him and shattered.

The current made An Ying's heart palpitate for a while, and he had to flee in the other direction.

Whoever thought that as soon as he turned his head, the nightmare thing landed in front of him, and without giving him time to react, it directly slapped him away.

Falling next to the ruined street lamp, An Ying was full of excitement, and the feeling of electric shock stimulated him to be numb. He tilted his head with difficulty, his left hand touching the staggered and broken lines at the top of the streetlight.

Growing so big, it was the first time that An Ying experienced the taste of being electrified. He tried to move his left hand away but couldn't move, it seemed as if it no longer belonged to him.

Looking at the nightmare thing that was getting closer and closer to him, An Ying, who had lost the ability to resist, felt a little desperate.

Seeing that he was about to be torn to pieces by the bloody mouth of the nightmare thing, the electric current that made him unable to move instantly rushed to the nightmare thing that touched his skin.

Under his terrified gaze, the electricity gradually became a chain on the nightmare's body, tightening and tightening.

The nightmare's terrible, shrill screams echoed through the dark path, its massive body rapidly shrinking under the terrifying chains of electricity until it dissipated in place as a black mist.

After a long time, An Ying was still in a state of confusion, and he didn't realize how the nightmare thing died.

This current can't even kill him, how can something more powerful than him be electrocuted instead?

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