If it is to give the degree of brain use, and also divide it into a unified level according to the same fighting game, then the analysis of the strange events faced this time is definitely the highest level and the most devoted thinking of Shen Haoyang since he was a child for more than 20 years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to think about the next planning and response measures of this mission, he was running in Conan mode all night, and after brutally killing countless brain cells, he finally suffered heavy casualties due to brain cells, resulting in mental inability at one o'clock in the morning.

With a series of doubts like that, wrapped in a burst of cranky thoughts, fatigue hit Shen Haoyang like a tide, his eyelids were like a disobedient tower pulling like a drum, sinking and closing, and darkness swept everything in the room again.....

But it's not the end of it...

The night is a time of contradictions, when you have insomnia, you will feel that it is extremely long, I can't pry open the bell jar and pluck it twice, and then let it end in the early morning light, when you fall asleep, you will feel that it is extremely short and mysterious, too late to explore the secrets of the night, in a period of laziness, it has quietly left.

And it's more unfortunate that Shen Haoyang's night is not very calm tonight, for him, this dark night is like that long road, he wants to explore, but he can't stop....

"Poof, pop," At midnight, Shen Haoyang, who was resting on the bed, suddenly tossed and turned.

Don't get me wrong, making such a fierce voice does not necessarily mean that what he is doing is a spring dream; Sometimes it can be because of a nightmare!

In the dream, in a trance, it seemed that there was a very heavy thing firmly pressing him from top to bottom, and the dull weight made Shen Haoyang almost unable to breathe, but in the haze, he couldn't open his eyes for a while.

As time passed, his breathing began to become more and more difficult, and his lungs gradually began to feel like they were about to explode.

In this situation, even Shen Haoyang, who was asleep, couldn't help but start struggling subconsciously.

It's just that when he subconsciously fought back, that feeling was still firmly enveloping him, making him feel soft and numb all over his body, and he couldn't even lift his strength.

The cold breath that was as sharp and oppressive as a knife seemed to penetrate into his heart, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly woke up after a shiver.

The mind that had just woken up had not yet fully regained its clarity, and it was in a daze; After coughing heavily, he relieved the faint dizziness caused by the lack of oxygen, raised his hand and wiped his forehead, and was stunned to find that he didn't know when, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Whew.... It turned out to be just a nightmare..."He took a few heavy breaths and gulped out the air to soothe the lungs that were still aching in his body.

Shen Haoyang exhaled lightly, I have to say that the dream just now was too realistic, the kind of coldness that forced into his heart almost scared him to death, after all, he was sleeping in an unknown environment, and there was a group of monsters wandering around the residence; Whoever encounters such a scene, I'm afraid they will be frightened by it.

It's all the fault of that simulated broken mirror worth 500 oceans! Shen Haoyang thought hatefully, and subconsciously swept towards the position where the round mirror was shelved.

And this glance made Shen Haoyang's eyes suddenly condense, just now because he had been relaxing, he didn't pay too much attention to the surrounding environment; At this time, when I wanted to look at the round mirror, I suddenly realized that my surroundings were actually dark.

It was only now that he realized that something seemed to be wrong.

The light, which was turned on because he was afraid of it, turned it off without knowing when, and when he saw it, the whole room was as dark as when he first came to this world.

He sat quietly on the bed, without the slightest movement, and his mind began to soothe the nightmare of not long ago, and he felt a trace of doubt about the dream he had just had.

"Everything just now.... Is it really just a dream? "I thought of the real pain in my lungs and throat when I woke up, and the coldness I felt in my dreams; The thought seemed to be a little shaken.

And at this moment, suddenly, as if something touched his neck, it made him stop thinking in an instant, and the hairs on his body suddenly rose!

Because he can clearly sense... It was something cold and stiff; If you had to describe that touch in one thing, it would be like... Dead man's hand!

Although the thing quickly shrank back, Shen Haoyang's heart was beating violently, and the feeling just now made him feel as if the blood in his body was almost flowing backwards.

The atmosphere did not dare to come out, his throat squirmed slightly, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead, and he felt that his whole body was stiff, for fear that if he moved, he would cause the thing just now to attack him, but there was no movement for a long time; It's as if everything was just an accident.

But he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, because he was now in a supernatural world, who knew if there would be any death killings or something, his body was still tense, and he didn't dare to move anything.

In this way, in a highly tense atmosphere, Shen Haoyang has always maintained his original posture and did not dare to move, so he has always maintained it.

It is estimated that in the end, if it weren't for the fact that Shen Haoyang couldn't support it under the intrusion of sleepiness, he would have fallen asleep again, and he might have been tense all night.

Perhaps because of the sequelae brought about by repeated tossing, he slept for a long time, and when he woke up again, the silence of the night had passed, and the morning sun had already shone on the earth, sweeping away the haze of the night.

Stretching his waist, his body made a series of noises after tossing for most of the night, Shen Haoyang got out of bed and came to the window, lifted the curtains again, and looked out.

But what came into his eyes at this time was the neat and clean school playground, and the monsters with smoke-like tails he saw last night had disappeared as if they had never appeared.

However, Shen Haoyang's mood still didn't get better, not only because of the bad experience last night, but also because his teaching task was about to start today, which was a key "test" related to whether he could successfully leave, and his inner mood still fluctuated a lot, and it was definitely bragging to say that he was not nervous.