Chapter 1: Girl's Dream

"Youmeng!"

Consciousness is as light as a feather, and it keeps climbing up and up with the wind.

In An Yuan's eyes, the hazy and illusory little world gradually moved away, until a certain moment, it seemed to break through the calm water surface, or squeeze out of a bubble.

With a pop sound.

The view in front of me is filled with bubbles of the world made up of clouds and mist.

They are like old photographs, with grayish tones. The bubbles that make up the border are twisting and shaking unsteadily, sinking or floating. Occasionally they approach each other but seem to repel each other. There is always a gap in between, and they pass by each other.

Between the countless bubbles, dreamy light pink mist rolls and unrolls. If you look closely, you can discover various colors that match your cognition.

This is the world of dreams.

"This dream is of average quality."

In An Yuan's hand, seven light pink stars with constantly changing colors were connected to form a specific pattern.

The power of dream magic is activated:

"Youmeng!"

With the help of dream magic to enhance his consciousness, An Yuan flew among many dreams, being careful not to touch the dream bubbles.

In the world of dreams, the concepts of time and space are chaotic. An Yuan didn't know how long he had been flying. When he released magic for the third time, he finally found the target.

It was a light red dream bubble, and a faint smell of blood could be smelled from the outside.

"Isn't this some perverted murderer's dream?"

An Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to touch the dream bubble. "It is a color-level dream bubble anyway. If you are sure that you cannot conquer it, then consider giving up on it."

Thinking of this, An Yuan seemed to jump into the water again, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly.

……

The walls were painted pale white, but the ceiling chandelier cast a bright yellow light that flickered constantly like a candle.

This was a secret room. When An Yuan entered, he found himself tied to a black, bloody cross with ropes attached to thorns.

Around him were a large number of mutilated human bodies, as if they had been eaten by wild beasts. Broken bones and internal organs could be seen in the bumpy wounds.

There was a pool of blood all over the floor and a distinct smell of blood lingering in the room.

An Yuan couldn't help holding his breath:

"What a perverted dream. The corpse was so realistic, and the ropes that tied me up were all thorny! But the pain wasn't that strong."

The scenes performed in dreams are created based on the cognition of the dream owner.

In other words, the corpse in the dream was so realistic that it must have been seen by the dreamer himself, and left a deep impression on him.

"Isn't the identity I'm replacing this time the guy who's going to be tortured?"

When entering other people's dreams, in order to prevent the dream owner from noticing any abnormalities, which would lead to accidents in which the dream cannot proceed normally, An Yuan would borrow the power of the dream system to replace the identity of a person in the dream.

But this time...it's like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

Thinking of this, An Yuan discovered that the wall next to the secret room had turned into a door at some point, and a gurgling sound was heard.

The handsome man in black clothes pushed the wheelchair silently.

The wheelchair seemed to float on the water, moving towards An Yuan as if it were flat ground on the surface of the pool of blood.

On it, there was a beautiful girl with a delicate body and a princess-cut hair. Her eyes were as cold as ice. She raised her beautiful chin and spoke in a clear and pleasant voice:
"Slave, you know you are wrong!"

An Yuan looked at the two of them, and as expected, the owner of the dream was one of them.

As long as they cause a huge impact on them and crush the heart of the dream master, he will lose control of the dream.

Then, it will be An Yuan’s harvest time!
So what to do?

"I am guilty."

An Yuan decided to follow the plot of the dream and wait and see how things develop.

"Call me Queen!"

The girl got angry, and a thorn whip appeared in her hand. With a snap, she slowly hit An Yuan.

His body was instantly torn apart, leaving a bloody line down the middle, but the pain was not intense.

Yasuhara said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Hmph, do you know you are wrong?"

"I know I was wrong." "Tell me, what did you do wrong!"

An Yuan thought for a moment and said, "I shouldn't have let that person get away."

The girl was at a loss for a moment, "Yes, you let the slave Ning Xue who seduced Brother Mo Fan escape, you deserve to die!"

"?"

An Yuan was shocked and looked at the girl's face carefully.

What the hell, why is it related to the male and female protagonists?

Could this girl be Ye Xinxia?

Didn’t you expect that she would play so wildly in her dream?
An Yuan has been wandering in dreams for many years and knows that many dreams are just triggered by people's subconscious mind. The various plots are also extremely absurd. He has seen a lot over the years.

It is normal for a little girl like Ye Xinxia to be a queen in her dreams.

I just didn't expect that she still had violent tendencies in her heart...

Gululu.

Mo Fan, like a cold storage bodyguard, pushed his wheelchair closer to An Yuan.

Ye Xinxia raised her pretty face with a cold expression, stretched out her hand to pinch An Yuan's neck, bringing a slight suffocation feeling:

"Damn it, I was going to kill Sister Ning Xue!"

An Yuan found that he could still speak. He lowered his head to look down at her young face, then looked at the wheel parked between his legs, and made up his mind:

This Mo Fan was just a background board. As expected, the owner of the dream was Ye Xinxia.

It's enough to just break her heart!

"My Queen, please come a little closer. I will tell you where Sister Ning Xue is."

Ye Xinxia was still a weak girl at heart. She obediently moved the wheelchair forward. The wheels got stuck in the cross and were almost worn out. She stopped and asked urgently:
"Tell me where she is!"

An Yuan looked down at the girl's pretty face so close to him, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked down, "Look."

Ye Xinxia looked over:
The wheel of the wheelchair was stuck between An Yuan's legs, crushing him in an unspeakable position.

"My Queen."

"You said, wheelchair girl, you are using your wheelchair to press my buttocks, are you doing me a favor?"

Ye Xinxia's face flushed and her mind went blank.

The dream solidified at this moment and shattered into pieces like glass.

It worked!
Now, Ye Xinxia has lost control of her dreams!
An Yuan straightened his body, flying in the dream fragments, with a slight smile on his face, "After all, they are still little girls, it is easiest to deal with them. They can't even withstand this little impact."

As soon as the words fell, forty-nine pink stars appeared, forming a mysterious pattern:

"Eat dreams!"

Puff puff puff...

It seemed as if an invisible giant beast opened its mouth wide and swallowed one third of the dream fragments, making a chewing sound.

"It's worthy of being a color-level dream, the quality is high."

"Hurry up and eat up the dream bubble before it is assimilated by the outside world."

……

Hangzhou University.

Girls' dormitory.

The sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes, her pretty face quickly flushed, and she shamefully lifted the quilt to cover her face, moaning like a little animal:
"Queen...wheelchair...why did I have such a dream!"

"It's so embarrassing!"

In the dream, the questions from the blurry face seemed to still echo in my ears.

Ye Xinxia was extremely ashamed and angry, and she gasped heavily:

"Fortunately it was just a dream, no one knows what happened inside."

"Soon I'll forget about it, too, like it never happened."

"Hmm! What's the matter with that? Why would I think that?"

Tonight, the girl couldn't sleep for a long time.

(End of this chapter)