Mu Yang was never able to communicate with this frightened soul.

At three hours and fifteen minutes, the soul that had fallen into great fear since awakening the "self" finally disappeared and turned into a faceless person again.

This may be a relief for it.

In the following three months, Muyang's craftsmanship became more and more sophisticated, creating a total of twelve faces. It's a pity that he only has craftsmanship, no talent, and the face he created only lasted for a second before his self was shattered. I couldn't find the feeling of breaking God's forbidden area after a single sword.

Two more months passed in the dream, and Mu Yang no longer tried to create himself, but used the soul seed as himself. His soul had reached saturation after reaching the Thousand Souls, and it was impossible to break through the Ten Thousand Souls in just two months.

……

One morning in the dream, Mu Yang, who was carefully carving a faceless person, suddenly felt something and said softly: "Are you here?" He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the scene in front of him was completely reversed, and it had turned into a white slag of ice.

His soul came back to reality from the dream.

Mu Yang clumsily stretched out his hand in front of him—it was a pair of white, clean palms, just like the first time he saw this body in the closet of the North Sea Biological Company, pure and clear, untainted with all the causes and effects of the mortal world.

The clone sent from the North Sea Biological Company, after a pre-set operation by Muyang, was finally transported to the Third King Hospital by "accident". The Third King Hospital was originally a merger of dozens of small hospitals and research departments in Diamond Star, and each district was independent, the superstructure was managed in a chaotic manner, and important medical equipment and materials were often lost during the transfer process. This clone that was inexplicably sent here was also stored in the ice cave by the administrator as a research object ordered by a subordinate research area.

There will be no information about this clone. If someone wants to track down themselves through Beihai Biological Company in the future, it is not that they will never be able to find a trace of cattiness, but I am afraid that some of them are busy.

At this moment, Mu Yang had already controlled this body through the technique of snatching away.

He walks the world and needs a fixed body as his identity. The "Muyang" lying in the hospital is naturally unusable, and it can't always be pinned on cats and dogs, or squatting at the door of the nightclub to "pick up people".

Two months before falling into a permanent slumber, Mu Yang had arranged everything after becoming a dream master. The body he prepared for himself, with an Asian face, height and physique, was all average, and it belonged to the type that could not be seen when thrown into the sea of people. The appearance is incomparably popular, known as the nightmare of the face blind.

Try not to attract attention as much as possible. In the future, if danger is discovered, it is also within Muyang's scope of consideration to abandon this body and its social attributes at any time.

Opening the door through the emergency device in the ice cave, Mu Yang stepped out of the small white room where he was imprisoned and shook off the ice slag on his body. The sound of an alarm will soon attract an inspection by the maintenance personnel. Unhurried, he took a detour through the security door to the underground garage, avoiding the maintenance personnel who arrived in front of him.

Mu Yang's incarnation soon disappeared at the end of the darkness.

……

This time, I fell asleep in the dream for a week, and I woke up at 9:21 p.m. on January 27.

Sitting in the scenic area of the Bund, feel the sea breeze quietly blowing on your face. People come and go at night, passers-by take a lazy stroll, tourists who take photos in three steps, and couples who come to breathe in the sea breeze.

The feeling of freedom is wonderful, but Mu Yang will never forget those who have sent themselves into nothingness and darkness.

The game has just begun.

Mu Yang has the identity of a dream master, which is his ticket and only bargaining chip to sit on the gambling table. However, the Dream Master cannot make up for the disparity in absolute strength, and the gap between him and the enemy is still as great as an ant and a giant.

Mu Yang remembered more than anyone else that the only advantage in his hands was that the enemy did not know about his existence.

In everyone's eyes, "Muyang" is just a vegetative person lying in the hospital, no different from dead.

But again, he doesn't know who the enemy really is.

But it doesn't matter, as with a large and arrogant organization, it is not difficult to uncover its true face.

"It's almost time."

Mu Yang climbed over the railing of the Bund, and at the exclamation of nearby passers-by, he jumped down the unfathomable black water. All the passers-by behind him were stunned, thinking that someone had jumped into the sea to find a short sight. Several brave young men rushed up and tried to stop Mu Yang, but they didn't even touch the corners of Mu Yang's clothes.

Someone took out his mobile phone and slapped it across the railing at the water. All they photographed was a string of black blisters.

That's all.

……

You know what. Underneath every city, a new world is hidden. That's the empire of the vagabonds.

According to an unnamed urban research organization, there are more than 10 million homeless people living in the underground waterways of Diamond Star, and this number is rising at a staggering rate of 5 percent each year.

Mu Yang walked in the dark underground waterways, his whole body was soaked, the filthy water stains under his feet emitted bursts of foul smell, and there were furry things passing by his legs from time to time in the darkness. But he didn't care about all this, he hadn't seen anything when he was on the Waste Star? What are these for?

Mu Yang's sense of direction is amazing, even in the intricate underground world like a spider's web, he can't see his fingers in front of him, he still has a fire of insight into the direction of progress.

I'm afraid that even the engineers who designed the maps of underground waterways could not have done this.

As the destination approached, some light finally appeared in this dark world piecemeal, and, people.

All kinds of people, * wrinkled old ladies with upper bodies, filthy uncles with black shells on their faces, teenage mothers with babies in their arms, disabled beggars with only one arm and one foot left, mouths full of blood, like eating a dead child with AIDS.

They are the masters here.

The homeless and homeless heard the footsteps of outsiders, and they looked at Muyang with unwelcome eyes.

Drugs, promiscuity, STDs, disability, gunfire, gang ......

The people who live here have no expectations for the future, they only live for today. Here, for only fifteen dollars, you can exchange for a small pack of pills or aging guns that are banned in the world; It only takes half a pack of cigarettes to make several women scramble for physiological services.

Here is the nightmare of the order-keepers and managers; But it is a paradise for destroyers and poets.

"What a great place."

There was a splash of water, and in the darkness, Mu Yang stopped.