(Stories from another world, please do not take the seats in the right place!)

Fang Mu lay on the train to the university, listening to the girl talking to Balabala next to him, his face full of disbelief.

The girl is about 20 years old and is named Yan Qing. She is a college classmate of Fang Mu. After the winter vacation, the two of them happened to be in the same city, so they made an appointment to go to school together.

"I'm not kidding. We are now in a fantasy." The girl saw Fang Mu's unquestionable look and looked serious: "Why don't you believe it?"

Fang Mu shook his head and said, "This is outrageous, how can I believe it?"

Just half an hour ago, he was lying well in the sleeper of the train, playing with his cell phone, preparing to sleep until he was sleepy, but the female classmate in the sleeper next to him suddenly talked to him, and what he said was very bizarre.

Yan Qing told him that countless illusions will appear in this world, with demons everywhere in the illusion, and they are triggered randomly. If ordinary people are in the illusion, they will be in danger.

Fang Mu curled his lips and stared at Yan Qing in the sleeper opposite, saying, "I believe you want to travel through time, but this illusion is too outrageous. If this is true, there will definitely be large-scale casualties. How can it be covered up?"

He believed it when traveling through time, after all...

But this danger is full of people and the illusion that is raging with demons does not believe anything.

If these things really happen, they will definitely cause large-scale casualties. After all, they are all ordinary people, can this be hidden?

Yan Qing sighed and said, "Because this is an illusion, and it is the origin of this name. If you are killed by an illusion, after the illusion is over, everyone will return to the beginning, like a dream."

"What else are you afraid of? You just have a nightmare." Fang Mu touched his phone. After a long time of playing, the phone became hot. After all, it was a bargain. He was going to take a break and then play so that the phone would not explode.

Yan Qing smiled bitterly and said, "If the illusion cannot be broken, then the illusion will repeat itself. If it cannot be broken, it may become real one day. This happened before."

Fang Mu found a cable, plugged it in casually to charge his phone, and then said, "Who are you? How do you know about the illusion? Why do you still tell me about it?"

Yan Qing sighed: "I am the executor who is specifically responsible for dealing with illusion. This is a special department. The members are all people with special abilities. Our purpose is to solve the problem of illusion. The memory erasure of illusion is invalid for us."

"Because the illusion appears silently and unpredictable, every time we travel, we take public transportation, increase the possibility of encountering illusion, and tell you the reason..."

Yan Qing paused and continued: "Because the result of breaking through the illusion is successful or not, it will return to the original starting point. In addition to people with special abilities, you will lose your memory. I hope you can know in advance that you can help me if you encounter something that needs to be solved."

"I'll help you?" Fang Mu pointed at himself and said, "How can I help you?"

It’s okay to talk about something outrageous, but I’m an ordinary person in your mouth, how can I help you?

Yan Qing sat up, fetched a book from her backpack hanging on the carriage, and searched in the book, then said: "I found it, the book said that ordinary people can also become surprise weapons that reverse the fantasy. In the latest fantasy, they were ordinary people..."

Fang Mu didn't listen because he saw the name of the book with his pretty good eyesight - "One Hundred Solutions for Newbies to Encounter Illusions".

With his face twitched, Fang Mu turned his back to Yan Qing, and said in a muffled voice: "Let's talk about it then."

Sure enough, as a college classmate, I still can’t do it properly without caring about my classmates’ mental health...

...

The train was still driving forward. After talking for a few words, Yan Qing saw that Fang Mu didn't believe it, and she was tactful and didn't continue to say it.

Nothing to say along the way.

With the rumbling sound of the train, Fang Mu felt sleepiness gradually arise, his consciousness began to blur, and he was about to fall asleep.

It was already 2:30 in the morning. Because this carriage is a sleeper, in addition to the sound of snoring and breathing, there are only the sounds of contact with the track when the train is running.

"Boom."

A clear sound suddenly came from outside the train, which was the sound of the train changing tracks.

The passengers in the train still slept like dead pigs, but Fang Mu's sleep was relatively light, especially in unfamiliar environments, which easily woke up when he slept.

"Um……"

Fang Mu opened his eyes in a daze and planned to go to the toilet. When he got up from the sleeper, he found that there were hazy lights shaking on Yan Qing's sleeper opposite.

"It's so late, are you still playing with your phone?" Fang Mu said softly.

Yan Qing put down her cell phone, glanced at Fang Mu, and hummed without answering.

"Are you still angry?"

This is getting angry because Fang Mu doesn't believe what she says.

Fang Mu shook his head and walked towards the toilet with his shoes.

The train toilet is located in the link of the carriage, and the Fangmu sleeper is located in the middle, so it takes a while to get there.

There was dimness in front of me, only the lights on the train were illuminated. Because they were all asleep, the lights were dim. Looking at it, it felt a little cunning, and Fang Mu unconsciously remembered what Yan Qing said.

"If Yan Qing said this secluded look was true, it would be quite decent."

Fang Mu shook his head, threw away these unrealistic things, and walked towards the toilet.

"Click."

A slight sound came, especially abrupt in this quiet car.

Fang Mu looked closely and realized that the person close to the toilet had gotten up and walked towards the toilet.

"So I was woken up like me and went to the bathroom."

The man walked to the link and was about to push open the toilet door when an abnormality suddenly appeared on his left side.

Fang Mu stood in the aisle. Although the lights around him were dim, he could see what appeared next to the man.

A figure, a figure who is at least three meters tall, is hunching over at this time, stretching out his hand to put it on the shoulders of the passenger who is using the toilet.

"Sleeping time, sleeping time... Those who don't sleep seriously are disobedient passengers, kill them!"

The sound was like a whisper, but it was clearly transmitted into Fang Mu's ears, as if he was whispering softly beside his ears.

Then, Fang Mu saw the most unforgettable scene.

After the passenger's shoulder was put on, he kept pushing the door motion motionless, like a puppet being held by someone.

"Squeak..."

The door at the link was closed. After about half a minute, the door opened again. At the same time, the light at the link was lit up, and the black shadow more than three meters high gradually became clear.

The only difference between the train crew dressing is its height.

It was more than three meters high, and even the carriage was not that high, so he lowered his head slightly.

His face was covered with scalding marks, crooked like a reptile covering his entire face, his body was thin, his hands were like chicken feet, and long nails grew at the ends of his fingers.

Overall, this guy is not a human.

Fang Mu felt as if he fell into an ice cellar, his whole body was chilling. He suddenly remembered what Yan Qing said in his mind, and turned around and ran back to his sleeper.

When Fang Mu rushed back to his position, he found that Yan Qing was sitting and flipping through a book called "One Hundred Solutions for Newbies to Meet the Illusion".

"Are you here?" Yan Qing closed the book and was about to speak.

Fang Mu raised his hand and interrupted, "Stop talking, you will be my good brother from today!"

Yan Qing: "..."

"Actually, you don't have to be afraid. Once the illusion is over, everything will return to its original state, and you will forget all this."

Fang Mu twitched: "That's a matter in the future. To be honest, I'm afraid now."

Yan Qing opened the book, searched on it for a long time, and finally patted her head, as if she remembered something, and then took out her cell phone to search.

Fang Mu leaned over and looked strange when he saw the content on the phone screen.

"The train horror incident (class d) only happened once. E-class executive Zhang Hao encountered it by chance. The execution failed. The three-meter-high alien will kill the passenger who has not fallen asleep..."

After searching for a while, Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that it's okay, it's just a D-level incident that happened once and will not evolve into reality."

"D-level event?"

Fang Mu looked at Yan Qing in confusion.

Yan Qing nodded and explained: "We define the fantasy event as SS to E. D. Level is not difficult, and we have the experience of our predecessors, although it failed."

Speaking of this, Yan Qing flipped through the book again and then said: "Every alien has weaknesses. Find the weaknesses of aliens, and then click to break from the weak."

Fang Mu touched his chin: "Wouldn't that mean that as long as I sleep well, I'll be fine?"

Judging from the content on your phone, as long as you sleep well, this monster who looks like a flight attendant will not attack him.

"I think beautifully." Yan Qing rolled her eyes: "If the illusion is not broken, it will always exist. Can you sleep for the rest of your life, aren't you hungry?"

"but……"

As soon as the topic changed, Yan Qing smiled. The beautiful girl's face and this smile were a bit inconsistent: "I told you about the train before, and now it's time for you to help me."

Fang Mu unconsciously took a step back: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Qing raised her right hand and put a paper on her hand. The paper was rectangular and had red stripes on it: "My ability is to make talisman paper. This is an explosion talisman. You will take it with you later, and then you will be discovered on purpose. After the monster drags you away, I will detonate..."

Fang Mu didn't care about Yan Qing's ability and pointed at himself: "It's detonated, what about me?"

Yan Qing smiled and said, "I am the only executor. I can't die. After you die, no matter whether I solve the illusion or not, I will return to the starting point, not afraid or afraid."

Fang Mu turned to the sleeper, without saying a word, and lay on the bed pretending to be asleep.

Yan Qing said anxiously: "Help me."

"It doesn't exist, even if you can forget everything and start over after it is over, at least I still remember it now."

"Then if you carry the talisman paper, it will be better than torture if you are caught."

Fang Mu turned over and took the talisman paper: "This one can be there."
Chapter completed!