"Oh, it's a dream."

confirmed that he had entered the "dream world", but Zhang Luo did not quickly start looking for a way to escape like the common protagonist in the story, but continued to lean against the wall and close his eyes, and said lazily: "Mona Lisa turned out to be a man? I thought you were a woman, and I used to look at your portrait before......"

"I'm not a Mona Lisa, and you're too heavy on this painting!" The Mona Lisa in the portrait still has the world-famous smile, but her voice is slightly twitching.

"What does 'that' mean? I'm just taking pictures of the portrait. Is it really good that you're so dirty? Zhang Luo said flatly.

"You bastard ......" the portrait scolded, and a sense of oppression suddenly appeared in his voice: "Stupid mortal, listen to my name, I am ......"

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Luo interrupted the portrait's self-introduction, and then yawned very rudely: "I'll sleep first, I'm very sleepy now and don't have time to listen to your nonsense." ”

“……”

In the face of this guy who played cards completely out of common sense, the portrait was speechless for a while. Taking advantage of the fact that it finally quieted down, Zhang Luo closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Hmm......"

After sleeping in his dream, Zhang Luo stood up and stretched, and then sighed with satisfaction.

The scene in front of me is still the small storage room from before, and the talking "Mona Lisa smile" is still hanging on the wall as it is.

"Are you awake?" The voice of the portrait was tinged with a hint of anger.

Zhang Luo didn't pay attention to the portrait, but just began to move his limbs and briefly summarized his current state.

――In a dream world that only the consciousness can enter, it is naturally impossible to use the Eye of the Executioner, and it is impossible for a werewolf to do it. However, it seems that the two skills obtained from ghosts, "Ghost Premonition" and "Light Footwork", can also be used here.

With a casual punch at the air in front of him, Zhang Luo found that his original strength and speed were still there, and in this way, the difficulty of breaking through from the dream world was undoubtedly reduced a lot. And......

Thinking of the possibility of this "dream world", Zhang Luo stared at the Mona Lisa portrait on the wall, showing a malicious smile.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the portrait began to introduce himself again, but this time his momentum was obviously much weaker than last time: "Mortal, I'm 'Dream Demon' Morpheus, I guess you should have heard my name." ”

"I've heard of it, and then what?" Zhang Luo stared at the portrait's rounded face.

The god of dreams in Greek mythology is indeed called this name. However, Zhang Luo's "talent points" are mainly added to the strange talk and curiosity, and the research on mythology is not so in-depth, so the understanding of the dream god is limited to the name.

"As a deity, my study of the human psyche has been going on for millennia." The rich male voice in the portrait sounds proud: "Even the most reckless person cannot fully express his true self in reality." In fact, there are many people who are just trying to hide their cowardice. It is only in dreams that human beings can act with their true selves. ”

"Then let me see what you really look like." Morpheus said.

"Oh, that's it......" Zhang Luo's eyes showed a hint of pity when he looked at the portrait, as if he was caring for mentally handicapped children: "Didn't you already see it just now?" ”

The ...... portrait was speechless for a moment, and then said quickly: "Anyway, that's it, you have to break through thirteen rooms to leave this dream, otherwise you will die here!" ”

"Are you sure you can kill me? If only the consciousness is left in the dream, then thank you. In fact, I have long felt that the body is useless, and if the physical body is abandoned and only the consciousness is left, human beings can definitely evolve to the next form. Zhang Luo smiled.

The portrait of "You ......" held for a long time without saying a word, and then regained its composure and said no more.

"Finally fuck off."

After walking up to the portrait and knocking on the frame, making sure that Morpheus had disappeared, Zhang Luo began to observe the scene around the room.

There was nothing else in the room except shelves and portraits, and the old brown wooden door would not open, but next to it was a square cipher plate with nine buttons, on which were the numbers from 1 to 9.

In addition to this, on the wall next to the cipher disk, there is also an inconspicuous line of small words written in scarlet paint:

"Do you think I'm going to tell you the password?"

Probably because of his nationality, the puzzle is also in Chinese, and Zhang Luo entered three numbers on the password disk at the door two seconds after seeing this line of words: 353.

――As long as you follow the number of words in this broken sentence, it is easy to deduce the password, and this level of puzzle is naturally not difficult for a "puzzle solver" like Zhang Luo!

Obviously, though, things won't go that way......

After entering the three numbers, there was no response to the password disk, Zhang Luo pressed a button casually, and then he heard a "drop", and a silver arc flashed on the password disk. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to stop in time, otherwise he would probably be electrocuted.

"Is the password for the door a four-digit number, which means that the password is not used for the door? In that case......"

Zhang Luo walked slowly along the wall of the room, and as expected, he found a red X-shaped mark in an inconspicuous position in the corner of the wall.

In the marked location, the thin plastic plate of the same color as the wall is removed, revealing a square cast-iron secret door underneath, which looks like a safe embedded in the wall.

"Hah, that's it."

The three numbers 353 were entered on the cipher disk next to the secret door, and the secret door opened with a click. In the cube space inside, a blank sheet of paper lay flat.

Zhang Luo took out the piece of paper and saw that it was written:

"I'll tell you the code for the gate. Until then, I'll gouge out your eyes and eat them. Then cut off your nose and toss it aside. Then I smashed off all your teeth and put them in my mouth to chew, but unfortunately three of them were broken, so I put them back where they were. ”

After reading this text, which seems to be unclear to ordinary people and seems to be threatening the puzzle solver, Zhang Luo was stunned for a moment, and then showed a confident smile:

"Do you want to stump me with this kind of thing? I thought Morpheus had lived so long and had a slightly higher IQ......"

He returned to the cipher tray at the door and entered four numbers without hesitation.