Hundreds of smelted into steel, because after thousands of tempering, pig iron containing impurities is repeatedly beaten. This is the toughest steel. The same is true of a person's will. Those children who have been smooth sailing since childhood, because of their excellent character and learning, have been praised by their relatives and friends since childhood, once they step out of the ivory tower. When faced with the bloody real world, most people will be a little confused. If you encounter some unsolvable difficulties, the cowardly side of your personality will be revealed. Perhaps using extreme means to end a life, or inflicting irreparable harm on others.

And what about the children who have suffered from the white eyes since childhood, and have gone all the way through all kinds of cynicism? A tenacious character will burst out with perseverance that ordinary people can't imagine.

Isabel. Dawson's boring and almost boring childhood life accompanied her only by the white eyes of her neighbors and the ridicule of her peers. But I always believed that the ugly spirits I saw were real Isabe. Dawson has always had the feeling of 'everyone is drunk and I am sober'. Unable to get recognition, even his closest sister turned her back on her, which made Isabe. Dawson's self-consciousness of the 'I'. Withdrawn like someone who doesn't belong to this world.

Hamm created those desperate dreams in Isabe. Dawson saw it as a wonderful journey. Compared to other childhood children, Isabe. Dawson has only been to the casino a handful of times. In her impression, the environment in which she lives is 'home' - 'hospital', 'home' - 'another hospital'.

In the midst of those suffocating disasters, Isabelle. Dawson was incredibly indifferent. She is like a bird that has broken free from the cage of the 'hospital', struggling to fly freely in all kinds of difficulties.

Perilous primeval forests? Although it is full of poisonous insects and wild beasts, it lurks. But there are no resentful spirits with ethereal and hideous faces. There was no look of pity, no ridicule. The boring life in the hospital. The only entertainment is television. Gifted and intelligent, she learned through various scientific columns that she could not learn about survival in the wild in an ivory tower. Gather non-poisonous mushrooms to satisfy your hunger and build a treehouse on top of a tree. With the gun in your hand, deal with the cheetah that pounces on you. In the dreams that Hamm had created. Isabel. Dawson is at ease in the middle of the primeval forest.

"Hehe, the desperation of the night has turned into a leisurely vacation life, and it seems that you don't have to try the fourth dream! Look at the sixth dream, what about it? Hamm said. The pupils the size of a dice shrank, and the spiritual power burst out, appearing in Isabe. The landscape around Dawson immediately changed, and the green vegetation that obscured the sky and the sun receded, and the poisonous insects and beasts everywhere immediately melted. Isabeth resting in a treehouse. When Dawson opened his eyes, he was greeted by another world, a gray sky, and no sunlight in sight. Dawson stood alone on the empty Los Angeles road. It was as if the familiar buildings had been earthquake-proof. Collapsed buildings, shattered glass, cracked walls, and a dead silence in Los Angeles. The howling wind blew up confetti on the ground. Isabel. Dawson picked up the old newspaper on the ground.

Looking at this old newspaper, Isabe. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Dawson's mouth, "The end of the world?" It's been a good trip." Dawson muttered to himself. The yellowed newspapers recorded shocking news about the outbreak of World War III. It has caused the nuclear powers to attack each other, and each has used nuclear weapons, which is the strongest killer weapon. The United States of America has been attacked by a nuclear bomb from Russia, and Los Angeles, New York, and these big cities have been reduced to ruins under the threat of nuclear bombing. Hundreds of nuclear bombs were also dropped on the territory of Russia in color. The human race, who opened the Pandora's box of nuclear weapons, was finally punished. Not to mention the 60 per cent reduction in the world's total population. Under the spawn of nuclear radiation, an immortal creature was created - zombies.

Due to the appearance of this undead creature, the elite army of the United States, which claims to be the first in the world, could not resist these creatures that were surging like a tide and were not afraid of all kinds of thermal weapons, so they were helpless. The U.S. government had no choice but to move to Canada and form an interim government.

'Whew...' interrupted Isabelle with a hoarse hiss. Dawson's thoughts, a group of gray-faced humans rushed out of the collapsed ruins, white eyes without pupils, chunks of carrion hanging from their faces, and green saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"Zombies? Oh, should I run for my life? "Isabe. Dawson laughed and ran away. The memory of survival in that primeval forest actually made Isabe. Dawson had the agility of his skills, and Hamm looked at the woman who ran away with a smile on her face, and his excitement was full of joy.

"The spiritual power is terrifyingly strong, I didn't expect the life of the third dream realm to make her have agile skills. How can such a genius be a psychopath? Hamm said secretly. The post-apocalyptic zombie dream created by Hamm is completely controlled by Hamm, and Hamm, the dream master, is like the most clever director, all kinds of dilemmas come one after another, and at the same time, it also gives Isabel . Dawson left a silver lining. Guns on the floor, expired bread in the supermarket, these things are all present in Isabe. Around Dawson. And Isabe. It was these things that Dawson used to survive for a week in Los Angeles, where the zombies were dissatisfied. This amazing perseverance amazed Hamm.

"Perseverance is enough, so let's see if your mind can kill your relatives in righteousness?" Hamm's eyes lit up, and Isabeth slept in the abandoned water tower. Dawson once again ushered in a wave of zombie siege.

And this time appeared in Isabe. In front of Dawson was his own relatives, his mother's beautiful face had long been ugly due to the radiation of the nuclear bomb, and the whole person seemed to have been gnawed by a wild beast. A large chunk of flesh from the chin to the shoulders is missing. Sister Angela, who has the same face as herself. Dawson is even more terrifying, although the face has not changed, but the entire chest cavity has been cracked, and the only thing that connects the upper body and the lower body is the spine. When walking, the internal organs of the chest cavity drag behind you.

"Oh, isn't this my dear mother? And the dearest sister... Hahaha!!! How did you get to be like this? I'm so glad to see you again!! "Isabe. Dawson yelled frantically.

Responding to Isabe. Dawson's, on the other hand, let out a beastly roar, 'Woooooooooo The first to pounce was the mother, whose face was vaguely discerning, and the only remaining teeth were towards Isabe. Dawson bites. Isabel. Dawson did not hesitate to raise the shotgun in his hand and blast it towards his mother's head, and fired three shots in a row, and the shotgun at close range exerted a strong lethality, and the projectiles that were sprayed out turned the rotten flesh in front of him beyond recognition. "Hahahaha, didn't you say I was a psychopath? Yes? I'm neurotic! I'm crazy! A madman should do what a madman should do!! Wouldn't it be nice for me to end your suffering? "Isabe. Dawson shouted frantically, as if to vent the resentment that had been pent up in his heart for many years. After settling the mother. Turning the muzzle of the gun at his dear sister, sparks came out of the muzzle of the gun, the pungent smell of sulfur filled the air, the gun hit the opponent's waist accurately, and after the sound of broken bones, Angela. Dawson's bare spine was broken by a single shot. After the upper half of the body hits the ground. Angela. As if he didn't feel the pain, Dawson scrambled his hands toward the food in front of him.

"Oh, isn't this my dearest sister? The heroine in the drama? That student council president? Angela, who has countless suitors. Dawson? Hahaha, how did you get to be like this? "Isabe. Dawson playfully squatted on the ground, looking at his sister who was crawling towards him, and quipped.

Frowning and tilting his head. Isabel. Dawson was like a naughty child, scratching his greasy hair that hadn't been washed for days. Isabel. Dawson stared at his sister who had gray eyes in front of him, leaving only half of her body, in a daze. "Why? Why did you become like this? Why are you lying? Didn't we say yes? Want to tell Mom and Dad everything you see? Didn't you say yes? Why did you betray me? Yes? Tell me! Why? Let me live like a madman for so many years! Do you know how bad those pills taste? Do you know how uncomfortable it is for gastric juice to overflow in your nasal passages? The whispered words kept questioning, asking out the hidden in Isabe. Dawson's mind was doubtful for years. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he pulled the trigger on his dearest people. After the pleasure of revenge, there is deep self-blame. Isabel. Dawson is no exception, whenever he sees his sister who is exactly the same as himself, the strong hatred in his heart arises spontaneously, hating this guy who broke his oath, causing himself to endure more than ten years of pain, whenever he sees Angela. When Dawson had all kinds of accomplishments, Isabel wanted to look at that hypocritical face. Pull the trigger.

The dream created by Hamm was given to Isabe. Dawson this opportunity. Hearing, touch, smell, to the extreme. It's like the real world. This thrill of revenge made Isabelle lying in the hospital bed. Dawson burst into tears.

"Huh? Could it be that her sister also has the same spiritual powers? It's weird! Why isn't her sister's name on the list? Angela. Dawson? Hamm made a secret note of the name.

'Bang...' The last bullet shattered Angela. Dawson's head.

Looking at this scene in front of him, Hamm was already able to determine that this Isabe. Dawson is undoubtedly the man adults are looking for. Take a deep breath and exert the mental power of the whole body to the extreme. That bloody time in hell. Constructed in Hamm's dreams. If we talk about the disaster of landslides and earth cracks, the helplessness of the primeval forest, and the struggle of the last days in Isabe. Dawson's eyes were all illusory, so the moment she saw the hell Hamm had constructed, she believed it. Since the resentful spirits that I see all the time in my life are real. Then hell and heaven must also exist.

"Is this the world I will face when I die? Hell, maybe people like me should belong to hell," barefoot, stepping on the scorching ground, the hideous demon soldiers around him sniffed and gathered. Isabel. Dawson strolled forward. It's as if that's where she finally belongs.

'Smack' snapped her fingers in Isabe. Dawson's ears rang. Isabeth trapped in the seventh dream. Dawson's eyes went dark and he fell into a coma. Hamm, who had spent all his mental energy, was dizzy for a while, and although he was out of strength, he was able to find the person he wanted for Bossa, and Hamm's heart was full of joy. Stretching out her big rough hand, she gently stroked Isabe. Dawson's haggard face. It's like looking at a work of art at its finest. He took a deep breath and smelled the smell coming from the other party's body. Hamm's face was full of fascination, and his ugly face slowly frowned, as if he regretted, "Alas, the spiritual power is amazing! But the body is so bad, what a poor woman," Hamm lamented. Hamm, who has been sucking women's essence all year round, can naturally distinguish the physical condition of the other party, and Isabelle who is lying on the hospital bed. Dawson's body, which has been corroded by various potions and injections for many years, has long been damaged. The dull heart was like that of an old woman in her seventies and eighties. (To be continued......)

PS: One more sends. Now it takes a lot more time to code a chapter than before! Because there are too many taboo things