The "Fear Demon" was not slow, but with the physical instinct given by the "Pain Brand", Yuan Mingkong still dodged the blow.

"I'm going to kiss the old man's life, and I'll have so hard to hide with a casual slap."

Yuan Mingkong didn't dare to retreat into the stairwell, after all, the guy in front of him could tear down most of this teaching building with a single slap. Yuan Mingkong's speed of going downstairs is definitely faster than that of normal people, and the best luck is that he didn't get stoned to death when he got to the 1st and 2nd floors, and then he was trapped in a small space that couldn't move, and when the time came, he waited for the "Fear Demon" to slap him again, praying that death in the dream space would not affect reality.

However, not retreating into the stairwell is also a dead end.

Fighting?

Yuan Mingkong's mind quickly flashed his own means, and he found that in addition to the physical enhancement given by the "Pain Brand", there was only the "Spartak Fighting Technique" that was used by Fog Shiling to beat him every day for the past 8 days.

According to Misty Ten Bells, the Spartak Fighting Technique is the first self-defense technique that has never been seen before or since, the technique of not killing through thousands of years, and combined with the "Pain Brand" that I have as an "Awakened One", even if I don't have the ability to brand, the average Level 2 "Brander" would not dare to despise it. Uh-!!shh

It's a 15-meter giant! I wasn't scared to death because I read a lot of Octopus stories (the Cthulhu Mythos series) and a well-known comic book (Giants of XX).

Yuan Mingkong struggled to dodge the monotonous palm attack of the "Fear Demon", and after a few times, he gradually lost his strength.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Thinking that even if he was sent to death, his momentum could not be lost, so Yuan Mingkong shouted: "Come on, Sun thief!" ”

"Shoot Me !!"

With a "snap", a soft and warm little hand unceremoniously slapped Yuan Mingkong.

The bewildered Yuan Mingkong raised his head and saw the gray cat mask that was looking down at him, and he was stunned for a while before he reacted.

"You guy! Why did you slap me? ”

Kirishiro straightened up and replied coldly, "You were yelling 'slap you' to death." ”

"Tsk-why do you get heard every time I talk in my sleep!?" Yuan Mingkong covered his face aggrievedly.

Mist Shiling hugged his arms and snorted coldly, and briefly told Yuan Mingkong what he had encountered.

"Tell me what you've been through."

Yuan Mingkong told the fog ten rings truthfully. By the time Yuan Mingkong finished speaking, Wu Shiling didn't move for a while, probably still thinking - because Wu Shiling was now wearing a gray cat mask, so even if Yuan Mingkong had already started "Wu Shiling Micro Expressions", there was no way to know what she was thinking. After a few minutes, Yuan Mingkong felt that Fog Ten Bell's body seemed to have slight movements, and while sighing that he had entered the "Fog Ten Bell Micro Movement Science" again, he suddenly thought of something.

"So you moved here in the 'Dream Realm'?"

"That's right."

The location where Yuan Mingkong is located is the rooftop where the "dream" ends, but there is no Zhou Mianmian's corpse here, and there is no "fear demon". Such a situation made Yuan Mingkong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Ruling out the possibility that Misty Ten Bell prank him moved here, there is one conclusion that has to be mentioned: behavior in the dream space can indeed have an impact on reality.

This is certainly not a good thing.

Yuan Mingkong, who was helpless in the dream space, could only be slapped to death at that time, if he hadn't been woken up by a slap from the fog Shiling, he would have been resurrected after 10 days of shit luck, but he wouldn't have survived for 10 days and would have died again.

Something is wrong, according to the black personality of the fog ten rings, how can she not mention that she saved me, and then squeezed me hard? Could it be that she is also blinded?

"You-"

"If you count this time, you should owe me two lives?"

“？？？”

"In other words, is 'butterfly' really Zhou Mianmian?"

"Butterfly" is the code name that Yuan Mingkong gave to him in the narration for the "mutant" Zhou Mianmian, and Yuan Mingkong, as the first participant in the incident, has every right to give the "mutant" a code name. Kirishiro has no opinion on this.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Kirishiro nodded, "But the branding ability is so strange that I still need further contact to be sure." ”

"That's right...... So we're taking a break now? Yuan Mingkong saw that the people on the ground woke up one after another, and resumed his bedtime movements in doubt.

"The dream space isn't over yet."

"It's not over?" Yuan Mingkong quickly thought, "Is it the dream space I experienced?" ”

"Hmm."

"What will happen then?"

"Four days ago, my imprint saw today's mutation incident, and there are two core characters, one is useless waste, and the other is a 'mutant'."

"You don't seem to mention it, and if I ask casually, that useless piece of shit—it can't be me, right?"

Kirishiro nodded solemnly.

“......”

"Looking at Zhou Mianmian's performance in the dream space, she should be the 'first fulcrum' that supports the operation of the dream space. If she weren't a 'butterfly', the dream space wouldn't have been running after she died, but if she was a 'butterfly', the act of suicide would be even weirder, and now the dream space is moving-"

"Anomalies? What's the change? You don't want to say that the fear demon and Zhou Mianmian are one, right? ”

Kirishiro pulled out two small sticks from her waist, and with a flick of it, the two sticks immediately magically unfolded and turned into glass knives. In her left hand is a wide, short glass knife, about 20 centimeters in size; In the right hand is a thin and long glass knife, about 50 centimeters.

"I'm only sure that the power of the dream space is condensing."

"Then should I, as a waste, retreat first?"

Misty Shiling didn't reply, staring intently at a location, which was exactly where Yuan Mingkong saw Zhou Mianmian's death in the dream space.

"Ah!!h

The 15-meter-tall Dread Demon appeared out of thin air, but he did not appear where the Ten Rings of Misty were staring, but appeared above Gen Mingkong's head.

Yuan Mingkong helped the mask on his face and reconfirmed that he had left the dream space.

"Oh no!"

Brand "Mist" - "God's Domain".

......

8 days ago.

The collapse moved southward for 200 years, November 24.

Wick Province, Wick Middle School.

"Yuan Mingkong, guess who I am?"

The girl who appeared quietly covered his eyes and called his name in a gentle voice, the faint fragrance and soft touch that made him unable to move.

The girl has short ear-length hair, fair and dazzling skin, peugeot facial features, and a figure far beyond the average female high school student. During the 3 years in school, every moment is a well-deserved school flower.

Finding that Yuan Mingkong suddenly did not react, she seemed to understand something in hindsight, and hurriedly put down her hand.

Yuan Mingkong turned his head and saw the redness on her face.

Her name is Tang Kui, and she became acquainted with Yuan Mingkong, who arrived early, on the first day of school.

A sweet smile and a gentle voice, short hair swaying gently, a white dress dancing, and an angelic personality. This is Yuan Mingkong's first impression of Tang Kui.

One is a school flower who is loved by others.,The other is a weirdo who has stayed by the school flower for 3 years.,The class image of marginal characters hasn't changed.。 Although the relationship between the two is quite ambiguous, no one sees them as a real couple.

After all, in terms of appearance, achievements, abilities, personality, and even rumored family background, Tang Kui crushed Yuan Mingkong. Of course, it's not just Yuan Mingkong, the above 5 items, even if someone can barely see Tang Kui's back in some of them, when they are all listed, they can only bow down.

"Yuan Mingkong?" Tang Kui shouted softly again.

"Huh?" Yuan Mingkong replied calmly.

Tang Kui rubbed the corners of his clothes, looking very nervous. In this regard, Yuan Mingkong couldn't help but feel puzzled, and he glanced at it and found that many people were watching them.