In dreams, individuals possess the same strength as in reality.
This is because the self within the dream is a projection of the real self.
If the dreamer can maintain a clear consciousness, they can also gain significant power bonuses.
However, as dream creatures, nightmares possess a greater advantage.
Within dreams, even a newborn nightmare has disaster-level strength.
Adult nightmares can contend with Upper Sequence supernaturiors, and some elite-level nightmares can even invade the dreams of True Sequence powerhouses!
Facing such opponents, ordinary people are practically defenseless.
The fate of encountering a nightmare depends entirely on the nightmare's mood, but even with the lightest touch, it is a terrifying, hellish experience for the victim.
However, nightmares generally do not proactively seek trouble from supernaturiors, because for nightmares, it is not the strongest things that are most delicious, but the most fearful.
Supernaturiors are troublesome, and their wills are generally more resilient than ordinary people, making dealing with them a thankless task. Only supernaturiors like Dream Speakers are the delicious delicacies for nightmares.
Within this dream, there is a strong scent of a Dream Speaker, akin to a delicious Dream Speaker who, after being meticulously prepared by a top chef, was presented to the nightmares. This was an irresistible temptation for Meng Lan.
Facing such a feast, Meng Lan decided to savor it over ten days. No... it would be best to stretch it to twenty days, hoping it wouldn't spoil by then.
The dream monsters, cloaked in silver-black robes, traversed the containment facility, searching for the dream's owner.
Once they found the dream's owner, they would follow Meng Lan's orders and show him what true fear is.
When normal people dream and sense such a commotion, they would try to evade it.
But Wen Wen had no such intention. He moved a chair to the most conspicuous spot, assuming a very defiant posture, waiting for them to find him.
The fastest dream monster was the first to spot Wen Wen. It extended its shriveled tongue, twitching it erratically. Perhaps it was licking its lips.
Then, the silver-gray robe on its body rapidly transformed, eventually making it a hunched-over old man who hobbled towards Wen Wen, leaning on a cane.
Dreams do not need to be logical, so most people would not suspect the sudden appearance of an old man.
Once close enough, the dream monster would transform into a mass of writhing tentacles, intending to scare Wen Wen half to death first.
"Young man, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Wen took out a special rifle. It was a grenade launcher with a large drum magazine filled with powerful rifle grenades.
Boom!
A rifle grenade struck the old man. The old man's entire body exploded, his anthropomorphic disguise vanishing. Silver-gray flesh began to writhe rapidly, attempting to regenerate.
A few more rifle grenades were fired. The nightmare monster's body completely collapsed, and it would take some time to recover.
Ordinary weapons, no matter how powerful, could not kill dream monsters. However, Wen Wen didn't care if he killed them; he just wanted to have fun.
Wen Wen produced a cigar from somewhere, stuck it in his mouth, and puffed away, waiting for other dream monsters to arrive.
This was the good thing about dreams; whatever Wen Wen thought of, the surroundings would manifest it.
The sound of the rifle grenades attracted other dream monsters, and they swarmed towards Wen Wen.
Some transformed into beautiful women, some into terrifying beasts, some into unnamable entities, and the most audacious even turned into walking excrement.
Wen Wen held a grenade launcher in each hand, with a cigar in each corner of his mouth, initiating an unstoppable rampage within the containment facility.
Under his powerful accuracy and reaction speed, no matter what form these dream monsters took, they would be hit by grenades.
What was even more outrageous was that Wen Wen's two grenade launchers were the infinite ammunition model!
Meng Lan waited for a while, but no fear energy was transmitted, causing her to feel confused. She began to move towards Wen Wen's location.
She was not originally interested in the containment facility, but she occasionally saw some cells along the way, and her eyes were captivated.
In these cells were imprisoned monstrous creatures with missing parts, performing mechanical movements. Some even had only a tail writhing around.
This was because the dream's owner did not have a deep memory of these, so these creatures could not manifest their complete forms in the dream.
Even so, this was enough to shock Meng Lan. The parts of these monsters that were visible were incredibly realistic, far beyond what could be imagined through mere fantasy.
This indicated that in some corner of the world, such a place truly existed, and the owner of this dream had seen such a place.
Could such a person be an ordinary person? Would they be biting off more than they could chew this time?
As Meng Lan pondered, a rifle grenade struck her, but it didn't make her flinch.
Even among all nightmares, Meng Lan was among the top echelon. She was a True Sequence-level nightmare!
And due to the special nature of nightmares, within dreams, she could exert strength far exceeding that of a typical True Sequence. A mere grenade launcher could only deal with her underlings; it posed no threat to her.
"Tsk, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you."
Hearing this, Meng Lan's heart sank. This person was likely targeting her, but she wasn't afraid, as she had complete confidence in her strength.
Seeing Meng Lan, Wen Wen felt a sigh of relief. It was good to see a nightmare.
Nightmares could traverse within dreams, and this traversal only required two seconds of focused concentration. Before the nightmare appeared before him, Wen Wen dared not fully display his strength.
Because once a nightmare sensed danger, it would immediately leave the current dream, making it extremely difficult to track it down afterward.
However, with Meng Lan appearing before him, Wen Wen was confident that she wouldn't have the opportunity to concentrate for two seconds and leave this dream.
"Here, put this on first."
Wen Wen threw a lab coat at Meng Lan, causing her to slightly freeze.
"I don't fight indecent women, as it's scandalous. So, you'd better put on some clothes."
Wen Wen actually liked opponents like Meng Lan, who were so 'bold.' If this were the real world, he would definitely have fought her for three hundred rounds.
However, this was still a dream. Outside, Meifuna and Moyadi were guarding his body, and one couldn't control their body while dreaming. If he dreamt of overly stimulating content and his body reacted, it would be quite embarrassing.
Understanding Wen Wen's meaning, Meng Lan's face turned red. She felt insulted by Wen Wen.
After being angry for two seconds, Meng Lan suddenly let out a seductive laugh. The style of the clothes rapidly changed. The upper part transformed into a small, unbuttoned vest, and the lower part became a split skirt with minimal fabric.
"So, this is your weakness. I will exploit it well!"
Wen Wen's face turned red. Angrily, he threw away the grenade launcher in his hand, his expression furious: "You woman, you are truly wicked. You need a good lesson."