Everyone has experienced the experience of being awakened from the heat from sleep in the hot summer. When they sleep soundly, it is the time when their consciousness is dissipated. The hot air wraps every inch of the skin on their body and pulls people out of their sleeping dreams.

"call--"

Feng Liang gasped heavily, feeling extremely hot all over, and some hot particles stuck to his face.

With difficulty opening his eyes, Feng Liang reached out to wipe his face and saw that his fingertips were covered with rough sand.

"This is..." Feng Liang raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the scorching sun in the sky.

I am located in a desolate desert. Under the scorching sun, I have nothing except the vast sea of ​​sand, no cactus, no rocks, and no shadow of clouds...

After licking his lips that were about to chapped, Feng Liang was already a little scared.

In this hot desert without any obstruction, he didn't have to worry about being thirsty - it won't take long to die of heat or be roasted into a human dry place by the venomous sunshine.

"Assistant?" Feng Liang shouted tentatively without responding.

It seems like the boundless Black Sea I have seen before, and this place is like a dreamlike place. But Feng Liang dared not follow his last experience and thought that as long as he dies, he can leave this nightmare - what if he really dies?

He felt that his skin had begun to crack. Without a thermometer, he didn't know how high the temperature in this ghost place was, but Feng Liang knew that he would never be able to hold on for too long.

Feng Liang remembered the barbecue he had eaten - now, he is the piece of meat on the iron plate, and the things under his feet are slowly heating, evaporating the moisture in his body.

You have to find a place to hide from the sun.

Looking around, nothing can provide a piece of shade within the field of view. Then, you can only...

Feng Liang frowned and bent down to grab the sand. The sand was rough and hot.

Having endured the pain, Feng Liang began to dig a hole on the ground with both hands.

He wanted to dig a hole like a lizard and get in and hide from the sun.

He digs, digs...

The rough sand grindled Feng Liang's skin, and his hands, which were originally well-maintained, were devastated at this time.

Feng Liang grinned, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and took off his shoes.

This will not only dry your feet, but also use shoes as tools, so as not to aggravate the injuries on your hands.

The efficiency of sports shoes is not much higher than that of hands. Fortunately, the sand on the ground is loose and it is not laborious. When Feng Liang digs out a hole that can penetrate half a person, he is already so tired that he is dizzy and confused.

“So hot…”

Feng Liang muttered, licking his cracked lips, unable to bear the scorching sunshine anymore, and stuffed his upper body into the sand cave like an ostrich.

"call--"

Feng Liang let out a long breath, and the cave was very stuffy, but at least he didn't have to endure the direct sunlight anymore.

I am not a plant... Even plants cannot perform photosynthesis in such excessive sunlight.

Feng Liang thought and began to dig deeper, hoping to get his whole body underground.

At this moment, the cave collapsed.

The heavy and hot sand buried Feng Liang's upper half. He was startled first, closed his eyes nervously, and then calmed down.

Fortunately, the hole is not particularly deep, so it is better to climb out and dig another one. Both legs are outside, and with a little force, you can pull it out...

Um?

Feng Liang exerted force on his waist and suddenly realized that things were not simple.

The pile of sand that he buried himself was much heavier than he expected, and...

He lightened his body, and before Feng Liang could try to escape again, he found that his body suddenly began to slowly sink!

This is………quicksand?!

Feng Liang was panicked and struggled with his hands and feet, but he fell deeper and deeper.

He felt his whole body sink into the warm quicksand, the sound of fine sand flowing tightly against his ears, and a small stream of sand had already flowed into his ears.

He didn't dare to open his eyes or open his mouth, but there were still countless sands taking the opportunity to drill into his nostrils. The pungent smell and burning temperature rushed into his nasal cavity and trachea. The lungs felt the attack from external objects and instinctively began to cough. The opened mouth immediately poured into his cough.

"Cough...um!um!um..."

Feng Liang groaned, his ears, nose, and mouth were filled with sand, and even began to rush into his lungs. Compared to the last time he was drowned in the sea, it felt even more painful to be overwhelmed by the sand.

The sand surrounding Feng Liang was getting heavier and heavier, making him unable to struggle anymore. Feng Liang felt his lungs filled with sand, and his chest was unprecedentedly heavy. He gradually lost consciousness due to high temperature and suffocation, and the feeling of pain gradually became blurred...

Soon, the body surrounded by quicksand was not moving at all. Feng Liang was drowned in the quicksand.

...

"ah!!!!!"

Feng Liang screamed and sat up from the ground.

What caught my eye was Xiao Mumu's anxious and concerned eyes, and Billy's eyes that were ulterior motives.

Feng Liang was stunned for a few seconds and realized that he was lying on the floor of his bedroom.

After sitting foolishly for a while, Feng Liang suddenly turned over and lay on the ground, coughing violently.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem—"

He still felt his lungs explode, his trachea was hot, as if stuffed with rough and scorching sand.

He coughed, coughing so much that he was about to vomit. His saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth, pulling out a long line, and tears flowed across his body.

Nothing coughed out.

Xiaomu patted Feng Liang's back with distress, trying to express something, but found that the consciousness he sent fell into the sea again, like a trickle of water entering the sea, instantly torn to pieces by the other party, and turned into nothing.

She found that she could not communicate with Feng Liang, nor could she feel what Feng Liang was thinking anymore - now, Xiao Mumu could only roughly feel Feng Liang's emotional state, relaxed, stable, or excited.

At this time, Xiaomumu felt that Feng Liang was so excited that he was about to die suddenly.

"Boss? Are you okay?" Billy rolled his eyes and saw that Feng Liang would not die suddenly when he woke up, so he immediately changed into that flattering face: "Are you getting angry? I'll pour you some hot water?"

"roll!"

Feng Liang roared and slapped the puppet to the corner.

Strangely, Billy's annoying voice seemed like a magic pill, which immediately stopped Feng Liang from coughing. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, got up from the ground, and asked worriedly: "Assistant, I..."

【Supervised that there is a slight contusion on your hands, please deal with it as soon as possible.】

Feng Liang was stunned and looked at his hands.

My hands were full of holes, as if I had been rubbed with sandpaper to bathe.

This is the injury caused by Feng Liang digging sand with his hands in his dream.

"This!" Feng Liang's eyes widened in horror, looked at his hands in disbelief, and then touched his face and lips like crazy.

It is dry and rough, and the skin has a slight pain, as if it is sunburned. The lips are dry and chapped, and the corners of the mouth are painful unbearable.

Billy got up from the corner and knew his shame before he was brave: "Boss! I'll get you some lipstick! Men should also pay attention to their lips!"

Without the mind to pay attention to this annoying puppet, Feng Liang fell to the ground and stared blankly at the same severely worn clothes on his body.

"Shui..." Her dry lips squirmed, and Feng Liang's voice was hoarse and trembling.

Xiaomu and Billy were stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed out to fetch water for Feng Liang.

Only Feng Liang was left sitting on the floor, as if he was stunned.

Why is this happening? Wasn’t I just dream? Where did my injury come from? Why did only the wound remain, but no grain of sand is brought out?!

What will happen if this continues? Will I be completely drowned in my next dream and never wake up again?

Feng Liang covered his face with both hands, his body trembled slightly, and his heart was swallowed by endless fear.

This time, unlike the various samples he had seen - puppets, aliens, disciples, masters... Although those monsters are powerful, they can all be seen. Even Feng Liang will feel helpless, but at least he can understand.

Now, he didn't know what was threatening him. He felt like a doll locked in a cardboard box. The box was thrown around, and Feng Liang was also scarred because of it. But in the dark box, he never knew who was torturing him, and could only hold himself tightly in the boundless darkness and fear.

If you dream again, can you survive it? Can you survive it?

What exactly is it? What exactly is it tormenting me?

Feng Liang's thoughts changed sharply and began to recall his previous experiences.

I remember that before I went to the desert, it seemed...

Something got stuck in my mouth!

Feng Liang sat up in shock after realizing it, groping his chest and abdomen, and remembering the piece of meat that had penetrated into his mouth!

"Where did that thing go?! Where did that thing go!!!" Feng Liang roared, searching around in a hurry. Looking back, he only saw a small dilapidated laboratory and broken glass.

It was gone. The piece of minced meat escaped the shelter, penetrated into my stomach, and then it was gone!

"Assistant! Check my body!"

【Lack of necessary components, cannot...】

"Switch things immediately! No matter how many points you get!"

【Product name: Basic medical MOD】
To be continued...