Chapter 1 What is a Dream Wanderer?

A topic on Hummingbird has attracted a lot of attention.

Under this topic, there are many videos, including Garouluo's, taken by different people, in different places, and in different countries.

The only thing they have in common is that they all mention the word 'Dream Wanderer'.

The reason this topic has attracted so much attention is because the owner of the account offered a high reward for any information about Dream Wanderers.

The reward is as high as one million Eagle dollars! One piece of information is worth one million Eagle dollars!

Under the huge gimmick, of course, it attracted countless onlookers, and at the same time, it also attracted the attention of some Dream Wanderers.

Soon, the first Dream Wanderer appeared on Hummingbird, telling his experience.

"It was a day more than ten days ago. I played games all day and went to bed... I don't know how I entered that dream, but it wasn't a beautiful dream..."

"The people in the dream were very fierce, even more terrible than the enforcers of the Golden Eagle Country. They bullied me severely, robbed me of my wealth, and broke my legs! God, I didn't do anything, just shook hands with a beautiful lady when I greeted her..."

"Savage, fierce, and uncivilized! They are a bunch of barbarians. God, you don't know what I encountered. There are corpses everywhere on the road, wild dogs eating corpses, and murders are everywhere..."

"God, please save your most devout believers. I haven't closed my eyes for three days. Once I close my eyes, I will dream of that nightmare..."

The personal experience of a suspected Dream Wanderer quickly resonated with a large group of people, especially after the first person received a million-dollar reward, the second and third appeared...

However, what surprised countless people was that this group of Dream Wanderers were in dire straits. Many couldn't even get enough to eat, and some even died in the dream.

But even if they died in the dream, they would still dream when they went to sleep again, and it would be much worse than the first time.

The personal experiences of the Dream Wanderers, who were in dire straits, revealed a layer of mystery about the Dream Wanderers while selling miserably.

A 'dream' with a time ratio of 30:1 to reality, 100% real, and may even bring back power, seems to only appear in movies, novels, and comics.

Made countless people envious.

This is equivalent to extending a person's life by thirty times, and witnessing another completely different world. What a fortune?

What an adventure?

"Riding a horse with a sword, treating thousands of gold coins like dirt, walking on dangerous peaks in a blue shirt, accompanied by beauties, searching for fragrance under the moon, such a world, such a world..."

"Thirty times the time, I can't live to be a hundred years old, rounding it up, that's three thousand years!"

"Curious, a group of 'non-white' people can go, why can't this hero go? Ah~~"

"Hate it!"

Suddenly, a group of Dream Wanderers who were selling miserably were sprayed into dogs. Everyone thought they had wasted such a precious opportunity and wished they could go themselves.

Especially the countless Da Xuan netizens who climbed over the wall or saw the reposts, their eyes were red with jealousy.

A group of 'non-white' guys can all enter, but they can't get in. They have no connections. How can they not beat their chests and stamp their feet?

Not to mention the heaven-defying effect of bringing back power, nor the fact that sleeping for one night adds ten days to one's life, just a 100% real 'dream game' that doesn't affect study or work can make countless people envious, jealous, and hateful.

Unfortunately, even Da Xuan and the Golden Eagle Country, which possess such powerful computing power as artificial intelligence, cannot deduce what conditions that 'Royal Power Dreamland' uses to select Dream Wanderers.

Is it really random?

......

"Hoo~"

A slightly turbid stream of air flew out of the opened door like a sword, drifting for dozens of meters, gathering and not dispersing.

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes. The events that had happened in the world in the past ten days had already flowed through his mind, and the voice of the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child also sounded at the right time:

"Mr. Monster, I have been watching you for thirteen days..."

Perhaps it was because An Qisheng resisted Russell's first suppression, the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child seemed to be more gentle towards An Qisheng.

"Your aura is getting stronger day by day, and the range you can influence is getting bigger and bigger. Such progress is really enviable."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child said.

In the past thirteen days, it was the only one that witnessed An Qisheng's progress.

It could clearly feel what kind of changes had taken place in An Qisheng's body. This change was not only in his physical body, but also greatly reflected in the entire world.

If An Qisheng's aura was scattered in many regions of the entire planet like stars a dozen days ago, now, those countless stars have been connected.

It's like turning into a big net.

If he could fill in all the loopholes on the 'big net', he would become the uncrowned king of this planet, in the words of this planet.

That is the God King, God, the Creator.

Every move can cause changes in the celestial phenomena, changes in the world, the birth and death of species, and the process of biological evolution.

In the Youlin Great World, or rather the Witch God Realm, such a person already has the possibility of being promoted from a 'short-lived species' to a 'long-lived species'.

Even, given enough time, opportunity, and luck, there is even the possibility of becoming an 'immortal species'.

"It's a natural result, what's there to envy?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He is not as amazingly talented as Gu Changfeng. Not counting the non-stop deduction in the dream, it has already exceeded one hundred and fifty years.

With such an achievement, it is indeed not worth envying.

Just like finding money on the ground is naturally an enviable thing. The same amount of money earned by twisting steel bars on a construction site under the scorching sun for a month will not be envied.

"In these thirteen days, more than a dozen people have come to you, and many phone calls have been made..."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child jumped out, and with a wave of its hand, it pulled out a 'wave' that ordinary people could not see from the air.

Pop~

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child flicked it gently, and the 'wave' disappeared into the void. Any information carrier was as familiar to it as its hands and feet:

"I replied to the messages and answered the phone calls in your tone."

Hoo~

An Qisheng slowly got up, and many pictures flowed through the depths of his eyes:

"The path is a bit rushed, but there is no way."

As the Qi seeds spread and the planet's magnetic field converged, his perception of the world has become many times stronger. Without leaving his house, the events happening in various countries cannot escape his eyes.

The emergence of a new force, whether good or bad, will inevitably collide with the old order until it merges or eliminates one of them.

He originally planned to take this step slowly, using ten or twenty years to do it, but unfortunately, Russell launched it in advance, and the gate of another dimension descended, so he had to do it.

But since it has already been done, he naturally has nothing to regret, and can only slowly control it.

Fortunately, the selection of Dream Wanderers is not random. It has its own mechanism, and it will not select people who are too heinous.

After the period of turmoil, it will eventually return to calm.

"At least Russell was suppressed."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child flapped its wings and comforted softly: "Mr. Monster, without you, all the creatures on this planet would be dragged into a nightmare and subjected to the despairing cleansing of the nightmare legion again and again."

And saved me.

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child was a little fortunate. If An Qisheng hadn't been able to resist Russell, it would have been doomed.

"It's too early to say suppressed now."

An Qisheng only said one sentence, then grabbed the Blue Spirit Child and stuffed it into the dream: "A complete dream needs its rules, and all the creatures in the dream must follow this rule. It only depends on whether you can defeat and suppress the Hydra under the rules."

The Blue Spirit Child was still struggling subconsciously, but when it heard the words 'suppress the Hydra', it calmed down immediately and let An Qisheng stuff it into the dream.

Buzz~

An Qisheng looked sideways and saw that the 'Royal Power Statue', which served as the carrier of the dream, was humming constantly, seeming to be a little overwhelmed.

The material is too poor. Even with the blessing of the aura, it is not a simple matter to seal that giant snake.

"Russell."

An Qisheng stretched out his arms, feeling a burst of swelling in his heart.

Dreams, in the final analysis, are built on his 'divine flower'. Everything that happens in the dream, whether good or bad, is a kind of tempering for his spirit.

The consumption is certainly great, but the benefits to himself are not small.

Especially that Russell, although he has been greatly weakened, his divine will is stronger than ever before. Even though he has been divided into countless parts and stuffed into the many years of the 'Royal Power Dreamland', it has caused a great burden on his mind.

If he wants to completely suppress it, he needs to strike it in the dream, weaken it bit by bit, until it is completely suppressed, or even eliminated!

......

Hoo hoo hoo~

In the torrent of endless information, spirits, and pictures, Russell drifted with the flow.

Nightmare rule one: follow the rules of the nightmare you are in.

As a descendant of the Nightmare Hydra, Russell has no shortage of experience in fighting with his own kind, and deeply knows this truth.

The collapse of any dream must start from the subtle.

It is already a bit unrealistic for him to destroy this dream, which is obviously gathered by the spirits of countless short-lived species, head-on.

Because this world is a desert of transcendence, without any soil for the existence of transcendence. Once both sides are hurt, he is likely to suffer irreversible damage and have to return to his ancestral land in disgrace.

And this is a path that any descendant of the Nightmare Hydra would rather die than choose.

Russell spat out his forked tongue, his face a little cold: "I will let you know how terrible it is to drag a descendant of the great Nightmare into a dream."

Boom!

The complex pictures and the river of gathered spirits crashed down, and Russell did not resist in any way, allowing it to engulf him.

Daze.

Darkness.

Chaos.

Narrow.

Scalding.

Suddenly, Russell woke up in shock.

With a slight sense, he frowned. He had been stuffed into an extremely weak body, and it was a body that had died and was about to rot under the scorching sun!

"Such means, ridiculous..."

Russell took a deep breath, feeling a faint, familiar aura in the scorching air of this desert.

A dream with transcendent soil?

Russell didn't make any extra movements, and looked up into the distance.

This is a boundless desert, with howling winds and yellow sand all around. There are no traces, and it seems that there is nothing that can threaten him.

The divine will is drawn into the nightmare, and there will be no damage in itself. Only by fluctuating emotions in the dream, or even being abused and killed, will it be weakened.

He didn't believe that the short-lived species that could construct the dream didn't know this, but what made him strange was that it seemed that it really didn't.

Even after staying for a long time, he didn't wait for anything at all. Instead, under the scorching sun.

He felt a trace of thirst and fatigue...

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ps: Recommend a book "Initial Evolution", a pinnacle-level boss of the infinite flow genre, the book of Boss Juan Tu, cough cough, you read that right, Gouzi is asking for a py.