"Hey, follow me. Don't be stupid! they all treat us like monsters!" Wang Yicheng said to everyone.

Dong Xuan Zhenren stared at a woman in a red miniskirt who came from the opposite side at this time, blonde hair and blue eyes, snow-white skin and thighs, and the most exaggerated red lips, as if she had just sucked blood. In the eyes of Dong Xuan Zhenren, this is a monster.

Wang Yicheng led everyone into a remote alley, which was not so attractive to the attention of people on the street. Here, Halloween is coming, and people often dress up strangely, so the group did not cause a sensation, otherwise, the image of any demon king would be scared to death.

Wang Yicheng led the crowd to a place famous for its red light district. It was his dream, he had lived here and met some underground gangs. If Nightmare Blood can replicate his dreams exactly, then these acquaintances should be able to see them as well.

"Hey, David, is that you?" At the door of a bar, a smug of a young white man embraced Wang Yicheng, whose English name was David.

Wang Yicheng hugged him heavily, he was very happy in his heart, he was afraid that there would be some changes in this dream space, and his previous acquaintances would not recognize him, which would be very annoying.

The two walked into the bar side by side, leaving a group of demon kings and elders at the door of the bar.

The streets were full of scantily clad street girls, as well as ruffians, hooligans, thieves, gangsters and the like. The strange images and clothing of the demon kings and elders quickly caught their attention.

Two plump white women, dressed in extremely revealing clothes and painted with glamorous heavy makeup, walked in front of everyone with cigarettes in their hands and twisted extremely exaggerated steps.

A woman became interested in the curved horns on the demon king's head, and asked with a smile: "Hey, macho man, this curved horn looks good, how much did you buy it?"

The other woman became interested in Dong Xuan Zhenren's Taoist attire, put one arm on Dong Xuan Zhenren's shoulder, spat out a smoke ring at him, and asked, "Are you an Asian Taoist priest?"

In the distance, a young man was whistling and laughing: "Annie, he knows kung fu, and he will teach him in bed at night." ”

Anne laughed, put her bulging chest on Dong Xuan Zhenren's arm, and said, "Two hundred dollars, a full set of services, you will be happy." ”

"Annie, this old man may still be a virgin, but now you can make money!" shouted another young man, and half the street burst into laughter.

Although Dong Xuan Zhenren couldn't understand what these people were saying, he probably understood the meaning. Dengshi's face was flushed, he had lived for more than a thousand years, and there were not many opportunities to blush.

At this time, Wang Yicheng came out, drove away the two women, and rescued a group of demon kings and elders who were extremely embarrassed.

Wang Yicheng led everyone into the bar, the bar was full of smoke and miasma, loud music, spherical beam lights were spinning around, and the eyes of the people who were shaking were spent. A group of men and women at the bar were drinking and laughing from time to time. On the stage, two women wearing only briefs, snake-like wrapped around two steel pipes, circled around, attracting a cheer from the men below.

Wang Yicheng took out a bag and said to everyone, throw all the gold into these bags. Although the Demon King and the Elder were a little strange, these useless metals were generally only used as refining materials, and they didn't collect much. However, seeing that Wang Yicheng seemed to attach great importance to it, he put all the gold in the storage ring in these cloth bags, gold bricks, gold ingots, and the most exaggerated is the gold crown of a demon king, this crown alone weighs hundreds of catties, and all the gold adds up to hundreds of catties.

Wang Yicheng asked several demon kings to carry these bags full of gold and walked into a private room. On the sofa in the middle of the private room sat a big fat man, ten thick carrot-like fingers all with huge rings, and a thick cigar in his hand, and two bewitching women snuggled up to him.

Wang Yicheng asked the demon king to put the gold in front of the fat man, the fat man opened the bag, and was overjoyed, the fat on his face trembled, and said with a smile, "David, you are really a trustworthy person." Do you have to sell all this gold?"

Wang Yicheng nodded and said, "The price is still the same as before. ”

"Well said, well said!" the fat man smiled and rubbed his hands, the sale was a lot of money.

Wang Yicheng walked out of this bar with a deposit of 100,000 US dollars given by the fat man. He has a very strong relationship with this fat man, the total value of this batch of gold is about 100 million US dollars, if the transaction is successful, Wang Yi will become a billionaire, but it can only be consumed in this dream space, and it is of little use.

Wang Yicheng led a group of people to find a hotel that was known for being expensive, paid for it, and instructed the guest room to bring them some modern clothes so as not to look so strange.

In the luxurious suite, Wang Yicheng comfortably took a hot bath, which is also one of the enjoyments that Wang Yicheng has always dreamed of, this dream space is the same as the real world.

Wang Yicheng was lying on the soft big bed, and when he saw the telephone at the head of the bed, his heart suddenly moved, is this world real? Then everyone he knows should be in this world, and suddenly thinking of his former relatives and friends, Wang Yicheng's heart was warm. He picked up the phone and dialed a call with trembling fingers. There was a busy tone on the phone, and the phone didn't work.

Wang Yicheng was disappointed for a while, put down the phone, it seems that the scope of this nightmare space is limited, and it is estimated that it has reached the limit of being able to replicate a huge automobile city.

This nightmare space is copied according to the memories in one's own dreams, and it should contain one's own knowledge system. Can I copy something I don't understand or have never seen?

Wang Yicheng picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV, a black president on the TV was giving a speech, and some people under the stands cheered and applauded from time to time. If you dial another station, it will be a snowflake.

Wang Yicheng groaned slightly, in his previous life, he only watched political news and spy war-related movies, so there were only two TV stations. Wang Yicheng thought about it, suddenly took out his tools, and began to disassemble the TV. He wondered how Nightmare Space replicated something he didn't understand, and the construction of the television set was within the scope of what he didn't understand.

Unscrewed a few screws and opened the back cover of the TV, Wang Yicheng's face became very strange, and there was only a bare circuit board in the TV. Wang Yicheng is a layman, and he also knows that it is impossible for such a circuit board to send out sound signals. But just now the TV is obviously broadcasting a program, which proves that everything in this world is a simulation of energy, and the basis of the simulation is your own memory.

Wang Yicheng casually picked up the public telephone book next to the TV, the phone book was very thick, but one number, 911, was clearly visible, and the rest of the numbers were blurred. Wang Yicheng nodded slightly, this world is not the real earth world after all.

Wang Yicheng closed his eyes slightly, pondering in his heart that the blood of nightmares created this world according to his dreams and memories. Then it has acquired its own body of knowledge and capabilities. It is possible that the soldiers in the barracks are all copied according to their own abilities, and they are all copies of themselves. Thinking about it, he had to compete with 2,000 of himself, Wang Yicheng felt a little numb in his scalp.

So, is there any weakness in this space created by the Nightmare Blood? Wang Yicheng first checked from himself, he is a very good agent, if you only look at the system on the earth, Wang Yicheng is already very perfect, fighting, shooting, the use of various weapons, including mentality, the ability to deal with urgent matters. It's hard to find weaknesses.

Suddenly, Wang Yicheng thought of a question, the Nightmare Blood was just a simple copy of this world and his own agent ability, but he was also a cultivator, a formation mage, this was a part of the ability of his own agent, maybe he could use it.

Wang Yicheng's eyes flashed the scene of the demon king self-destructing in the sewer, and when he blew himself up, the demon king exerted the power of the second-level spell, which shows that this world cannot completely suppress the true yuan force.

Wang Yicheng took out the Inner Pill from Elder Peng from the storage ring, which was surging with a huge amount of True Yuan Power. Wang Yicheng's heart moved, he might be able to use the formation to stimulate the power in this inner pill, and maybe he could temporarily break free from the suppression of the power of the nightmare.

After Wang Yicheng thought of it, he immediately began to make it, a array disk that absorbs energy, just like a flashbang made by himself, is not complicated. However, his true yuan power is still too weak, and it took a lot of effort to portray only a little, and it is estimated that it will take more than ten days to complete the portrayal. Fortunately, there is plenty of time.

After 10 days at the hotel, Wang Yicheng came to the bar again.

"Haha, David, let's have a toast and celebrate the birth of a billionaire and a multi-millionaire!" the fat man shouted happily as he raised his glass, and the sale made him a fortune.

Wang Yicheng smiled, looked at the number on his bank account, and suddenly threw the card back into the fat man's arms.

"What's wrong?" the fat man was very stunned, "Can you tip me with 100 million US dollars?"

Wang Yicheng took a sip and said with a smile: "You have at your disposal this money, I want a lot of weapons, and mercenaries, I want to fight a war." Naturally, the more powerful the better, and it's better to have tanks and missiles or something!"

This is another loophole that Wang Yicheng discovered in the nightmare space, although it copied this world, but did not understand the rules of this world. Otherwise, there would be no place like a sewer, and when the world was made, it would have been simply erased. So Wang Yicheng can use the rules of this world to increase his strength.

"It's easy to say that there are many people, but weapons are in short supply recently, and only some light weapons can be bought, heavy weapons can't be bought, and tanks and missiles and the like don't think about it!" said the fat man.