"Tsk, that's really interesting!"

Standing on the top of a twenty-four-story high-rise building, Feng Xue faced the cold wind of late autumn and overlooked the night view of the city.

Although he had not found any traces of the phantom object so far, he could clearly perceive that there was something unusual in his mental state.

Although he has been "deprived", or "blocked", of most of his extraordinary powers, the state of mind accumulated by martial arts practice, as well as the knowledge attached to a large number of labels, still allow him to clearly grasp his state.

He didn't feel that he was really so unlucky, he happened to smash in the face of a strange story, compared to this situation, he preferred to believe that there was a world-class strange story at the level of an infinite city in this world.

In other words, he thinks that the worlds corresponding to the rooms above the fifty floors should have at least one such world, and the scope of ability covers the entire world.

And if you think about it from this perspective, it is very likely that the ability of this strange talk is to build a world in a dream, and let everyone enter this world while they are asleep.

"But the question is, why don't I remember the memories of the previous two dreams...... Is it because he died? ”

Feng Xue pondered the possibilities and at the same time thought about the right way to exit.

Assuming that this dream rule is not directed at you, it means that there should be a normal way to exit this world, otherwise there would not be so many awake people in the real world.

"At present, it seems that the most likely thing is that if you fall asleep in the dream world, you will wake up in reality, and the two sides are completely different sets of lives or something."

Feng Xue thought about it, but didn't try it immediately, because he didn't know if a normal withdrawal would still accumulate that kind of mental pollution.

If the pollution value will increase every time you enter and exit, then you must maximize the benefits of each entry as much as possible, so as not to wait for this pollution value to pile up to a certain level, and irreversible things will happen.

Feng Xue is not afraid of death, but if it is similar to corruption, or simply like he burned the martial god with firewood, and used his strange talk as firewood, it would be really miserable.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xue took the elevator back to the ground, this feeling of powerlessness brought by the mortal body made him somewhat understand why he had such uneasiness and palpitations the moment he woke up.

"What, where is it more dangerous around here, take me around?"

Feng Xue couldn't find a clue for a long time, so he turned his attention to the ghost hand, and when he heard Feng Xue's words, the ghost hand made a "figure-eight" gesture, as if he was thinking, and then after a short pause, it finally made an OK gesture, and then hooked his hand at Feng Xue, signaling him to follow.

"Sure enough." Feng Xue was immediately happy when she saw this, although the ghost hand would be obsessed with killing himself with his own hands, but considering the fact that a dangerous place was easier to get hold of than a peaceful environment, it was not surprising that the ghost hand would agree.

"The question now is, what will this dangerous place look like? Is there a connection to my previous two withdrawals? Feng Xue sorted out his thoughts, followed the ghost hand and moved towards the corner of the city, and then, he saw a bar surrounded by a police cordon, but he didn't see the police car and the crowd of onlookers, it shouldn't have just happened.

"A murder scene? You can't steal the police's gun and kill me, do you? Feng Xue looked at the ghost hand suspiciously, and the ghost hand immediately waved his hand vigorously, but looking at its sudden shaking for a moment, Feng Xue even felt as if he had heard the exclamation of "There is still such an operation".

"Tsk, I feel like I've been with you for a long time, and I can learn sign language level 12."

"......" The ghost hand spread his hands, as if it was none of my business, and then raised his index finger again, pointing to the bar surrounded by a police cordon, as if he was about to go over and take a look.

Feng Xue looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that he didn't find any strange people, he came up, he originally planned to find someone to inquire about what happened here, but at this moment, several incongruous things suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, refocusing, Feng Xue really saw a string of short numbers:

Name: Phantom Beast Wible's Dung

Elements: [Weird], [Searing], [Alienation], [Mineral], [Metabolite]

Description: Rumored to be a fecal crystal excreted by a great being named Vibul, it is highly radioactive, causing malignant burns and an intractable spoilage on direct contact with the skin.

Notes: You see, it's not just people who don't like this thing.

……

"......" Feng Xue's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he instinctively wanted to throw the salt out of his hand, but his empty hands made him not know how to express his desire to complain for a while.

"Damn, I'm used to throwing salt."

But perhaps it was his strange reaction at this moment that made the man with the phantom object notice him, a middle-aged man with a peaked cap and a thick trench coat, the text of which happened to be derived from a sapphire badge pinned to his chest.

The other party swept Feng Xue at a glance, to be exact, the ghost hand on Feng Xue's shoulder, and then showed a clear look, first glanced at the surrounding situation vigilantly, and then stepped up and whispered:

"You're here to investigate the Grey Pine Tavern?"

“？？？” Feng Xue had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest expression on her face, but nodded as a matter of course and said:

"Come and see what's going on."

"It's not easy this time, it's not something that one or two people can eat." The man lowered the brim of his hat slightly, and Feng Xue didn't say much, just nodded slightly:

"I wouldn't mind sharing the harvest with you if you can prove that you're reliable enough."

"It's nature." The man nodded, then took a step, bypassing the separation line with ease, and got into the bar from the side and back, the whole action was smooth and even a little dazzling.

Immediately realized that there was a test in this, Feng Xue lightly touched his toes, although there was no internal force, but under the unfolding of Shengxuan's fixed observation step, the whole person seemed to turn into a ghost, and directly entered the bar, moving a few points faster than the man.

The other party was obviously a little surprised by Feng Xue's skills, but Feng Xue was looking at a few people in the dark bar at this time.

Yes, in this unlit bar, there are still two people sitting at the bar, as if they are exchanging something.

Feng Xue didn't even look at their looks, because at this moment, he was already attracted by those two strings of words.

Both of them have phantoms!

(End of chapter)