The sub-personality took control of the body and began to use his super information processing ability to view the replays of these people's worlds at ten times the speed. He was surprised to find that this monster covered in pus appeared in the worlds of four people.

In the world where Gao Huihui appears most frequently.

It almost never appeared in Tian Xin's world. It only flickered once when Ye Tingbai and Curly City Lord were there. At that time, the main personality controlled the body without any awareness. Only by watching the replay did we know it.

This Tian Xin... has a big problem. First of all, she was the first to arrive here, and she was the only one who was not given fruit. And the ghost did not haunt her?

Did she make a wish before everyone arrived?

Ye Tingbai asked the city lord who was directing the building of the wall: "Can I go back into the world of these people?"

"No, they have to open the door themselves."

Ye Tingbai stretched out his palm and whispered: "Is this a dream?"

Then he walked up to the wall and punched the wall, which looked extremely fragile, with everyone's horrified eyes. The wall that was already broken was smashed by Ye Tingbai's punch, and a hole as tall as a person appeared.

Behind this hole is darkness that can't be seen.

But at the moment when the darkness appeared, Ye Tingbai's familiar feeling came back. He had been here before, the time when he met Zuo Liuno. Zuo Liuno once said that that space did not belong to her, it was between reality and

The mezzanine of Dreamland is a public space.

The monster town of Zoruno is only built there. Outside of that town, there is a real nightmare, so this so-called dream city is probably similar to this kind of building. It was built between reality and dreams.

In the mezzanine, only the wall of this strange material isolated the influence of the mezzanine, so Ye Tingbai never noticed it.

So those strange worlds are indeed dreams, but this place can always affect reality. In other words, that Chen Lan is Chen Lan in Ye Tingbai's mind, and it was Ye Tingbai who was chosen by the City of Dreams.

, and Ye Tingbai relied on the image of the mother in her heart to create a woman with no flaws at all.

The moment the wall shattered, a mummy with dark yellow bandages suddenly appeared. The sub-personality took its claws with one hand, then pulled it in and smashed its head with its elbow, but the bandage

There was nothing underneath.

The Curly City Lord collapsed and shouted: "Are you crazy? What are you doing? We will die, we will all die."

The sub-personality looked back at him, slapped him and rolled him to the ground, and the next second he stepped out of the wall.

After arriving at the periphery, my vision became much clearer. The inside and outside of the wall were like two worlds.

There are blue sky and white clouds inside, but there is darkness outside, with gray light everywhere. The barren land is full of pits, and this dark and barren land is filled with graves, and there are many unburied bodies among the graves.

Corpses, corpses exposed in the wilderness.

The Lord of Curly City had already started to organize people to re-build the wall, and Ye Tingbai did not stop him. The last source of light also disappeared. The outside of the city was like a mass grave, and among the corpses thrown on the ground casually, there were

Many people will pretend to be dead, get up and move around a few times, and then fall to the ground again.

Ye Tingbai saw a thatched house among the graves at a glance. He leaned towards the house and heard a faint breathing not far away, indicating that there was a living person.

Crunch~

The door of the old room seemed to have not been opened for some days, and the room was filled with a strange stench. It was an indescribably simple room without even a bed.

Just on the floor lay an old man with unkempt hair and dirty face, so dirty that he couldn't tell the difference between male and female. He may have heard the noise Ye Tingbai made, and he said in an extremely hoarse voice.

"Ahem~ Has someone finally come to take over? I'm relieved..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed up his tired body. He didn't know where the strength came from and wanted to hit the wall to death. The secondary personality was one step ahead of him and grabbed his shoulders. This person was the only source of information he could see at the moment.

Already.

"Speak clearly, I'm dying."

The old man seemed surprised by Ye Tingbai's skill and was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't anyone tell you clearly when you came out?"

Sub-personality: "What are you talking about?"

The old man sneered again in a hoarse and weird voice.

"Oh, let's talk about how to bury a body."

The sub-personality slapped the old man on the face, spinning him around twice.

"I'm not taking over for you, please make it clear to me."

The old man was also beaten blind and lay on the ground without making a sound for a long time. Just when the sub-personality was about to go up and cut off his limbs, the old man opened his mouth.

"Everyone will have a tailor-made dream, and the dream will produce people. Regardless of whether they are important or not, these people have been created. When the dream is abandoned, these people will become useless walking corpses scattered in this city.

My job is to bury the bodies around them so that their resentment will not be so heavy."

The main personality controls the body. He is more curious about this topic, and he has always wondered whether these dreams are real or false.

"Are these people you mentioned real?"

The old man laughed sadly twice.

"If you think they are real, they are real. If you insist that these people are fake, just destroy them."

The old man paused and looked at the wall next to him. Ye Tingbai also looked over. There was a color photo of a beautiful young girl hanging on it. It was a rare decoration in this dilapidated house.

The old man continued.

"But when they were created because of you, they already existed, had their own emotions, and were no different from a real person."

This interlayer is between fantasy and reality. The definitions of falsehood and reality are inherently unclear. According to the old man, everything created by everyone's dreams and the people involved are independent individuals, even if they are

When you give up, these people will still exist, they just won't be able to survive in this desolate wilderness.

So this place is a living meat grinding ground. Every ten years, a group of people are created out of thin air. Then, like tools, they will be abandoned and die after being used.

Over time, this pile of corpses naturally gave rise to resentment. These resentments caused the City of Dreams to lose its normal living environment, so the profession of corpse buryer was born. Like the city lord, it was appointed by the City of Dreams.

Outside this dark city, bodies are collected and buried day after day, year after year.

Ye Tingbai: "Are you so willing to do these things?"

The old man sighed and looked at the photo on the wall. It seemed that this man loved that girl very much.
Chapter completed!