Chapter 1 Lee Ang carefully put away the paper, and then heard Xing Hechou solemnly say, "Just like psychologist Carl Gustav Jung divided personality into three layers: conscious, personal unconscious, and collective unconscious,

The Shengnan King's dream also has these three layers.

We are now in the collective unconscious layer,

Wandering everywhere are various urban legends from all over the world, which are the outermost sediments of the Shengnan King's mind.

The next layer, the personal unconscious layer, will also be monster-type stories.

According to theory, those fragments that Shengnan King has suppressed and forgotten are groups of suppressed emotional concepts.

As long as you can discover the emotional core of the second layer of monster stories, you can gain insight into the essence of the Shengnan King."

Wanli Fengdao was stunned for a moment, "Uh, what do you mean?

If the next level is all stories like *Home Alone*,

Then the Shengnan King would be a mischievous brat?

If the style is all about obsessive men and women, loving and killing each other,

Then the Shengnan King likes to read romance novels and is a literary youth?"

Xing Hechou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Um... pretty much that's the idea."

Wanli Fengdao sighed and muttered to himself, "Then let's pray that the Shengnan King is a harmless otaku, so that the next layer will be some harmless youth romance daily campus dramas."

Xing Hechou ignored Wanli Fengdao's muttering, walked to the second-floor tatami room window, took out a tube of ordinary green and white solid glue, and smeared it on the window a few times, as if drawing a pattern.

Lee Ang asked curiously, "What's this?"

"A special prop used internally by the Special Affairs Bureau for communication,"

Xing Hechou explained casually, "By marking it in advance here, other Special Affairs Bureau colleagues who come to this city can immediately notice the information about this house."

"Huh?"

Wanli Fengdao raised his eyebrows, "Are we waiting here?"

"No,"

Xing Hechou shook his head, "There is more than one entrance to the third layer of the Shengnan King's dream. It is possible that colleagues have already arrived at the second layer in advance. Continuing to wait here is meaningless.

On the contrary, it is possible to wait for some players with ulterior motives, creating trouble for yourself for no reason.

It's better to hurry up and grab some time now."

Seeing that the other three companions had no objections, Xing Hechou took out another sheet of A4 paper and handed it to Wanli Fengdao, "This paper registers my information.

I'll go down and take a look later. If there is no danger after a while, you can come down again.

If I encounter danger, I will directly teleport away from the Shengnan King's dream. At that time, the color of this paper will darken slightly,

But it will not wrinkle, shrink, or break."

"Okay."

Wanli Fengdao took the paper, watched Xing Hechou fully armed, slowly walked towards the floor in the middle of the tatami room, squatted on the ground, and stretched his finger towards the pool of water.

The next second, Xing Hechou's figure was taken away by the water stain, just like the previous few white rabbits.

Wanli Fengdao stared nervously at the paper in his hand, waiting for 10 minutes, but did not see any changes in the paper.

"Old Xing should be fine. He didn't encounter danger and teleport away, nor was he injured or captured."

Wanli Fengdao folded the paper and looked at the two companions, "Then let's go too."

"Okay."

Lee Ang nodded, and the three of them walked to the middle of the tatami room together, and at the same time reached out and touched the water stain.

The moment they touched the water stain,

That familiar, soul-sourced drag feeling descended again,

Unable to control the body, the eyes were pitch black, feeling like being thrown into a flushing toilet and spinning wildly.

This feeling was fleeting,

When they opened their eyes again, the three of them had appeared in the middle of a turquoise lake surrounded by mountains, about ten meters apart from each other.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and the lake water had a hint of temperature, not very cold.

Suddenly entering the water, Lee Ang's weight, which did not match his appearance, immediately dragged him to the bottom of the lake. Fortunately, Miss Chai immediately came out of his body, grabbed his wrist, and allowed him to float on the water.

"This way!"

Xing Hechou's voice came from a distance. The three players turned their heads and saw him standing on the shore of the lake, looking wet as well.

The three players quickly swam to the shore (Lee Ang was dragged by Miss Chai, speeding across the water surface), and reunited with Xing Hechou.

"Is this the second layer?"

Wanli Fengdao wiped the water from his face, removed a piece of dead branch stuck to his sleeve, and complained unhappily, "Tsk, we got a bath as soon as we came up. What a welcoming wash."

Liu Wudai didn't know what skill she used, but a pile of steam quickly emerged from her skin and clothes, and the residual lake water on her body was evaporated cleanly in the blink of an eye, refreshing.

She looked at Xing Hechou and asked, "Have you found any useful information?"

"Like the third layer, you can't use electronic products without extraordinary elements from the real world here."

Xing Hechou said, "I just turned around the lake a few times. There is a small dirt road on the east side of the lake leading to a large rape flower field, and there are terraced fields scattered on the mountain on the south side, but I didn't see any other humans..."

"Guests..."

A man's voice came from a distance, and the four players unhesitatingly picked up their weapons and faced the direction from which the voice came.

On the dirt road on the east side of the lake, a middle-aged man with a hunched figure and wearing brown cloth clothes stood there, staring at the four players with turbid and dull eyes, "Are you here to attend the celebration too?"

Celebration?

Lee Ang raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

The four players were not rookie newbies who had not experienced the baptism of battle.

Even if they had just fallen into the lake for a bath, and were standing together exchanging information, they did not relax at all.

They watched in all directions and listened to all sides. Even snakes, insects, rats and other creatures that were good at hiding could not approach the four people silently without being discovered.

How did such a big living person suddenly appear there without attracting the attention of the four players?

Or...

The expressions of the crowd changed slightly,

The few of them happened to be in the downwind of the east side of the lake. A breeze blew by, and the four of them clearly smelled the fishy stench of rotten meat in the air.

The source of the smell was the middle-aged man in brown clothes.

Seeing that the four of them did not answer, the man didn't care about the blades and longbows in their hands, and walked towards this side on the low grass.

As the distance narrowed, the smell of rotten meat became stronger and stronger, choking the eyes and nose.

"Sorry to let the guests catch a cold."

The man stopped in front of everyone, handed four gray towels in his hand, and squeezed out a smile on his stiff face, "Fortunately, you came in the afternoon. If you come at night, the lake water will be very cold."

Xing Hechou frowned. While the other party was handing over the towel, he clearly saw that the middle-aged man's nails were sharp and narrow, cyan-purple in color, shaped like short daggers.

The tips of his fingers were pitch black, as if they were diseased and rotten, completely unlike a normal person's appearance.