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Chapter 135

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The sound of waves came from behind him.

Gu Jun looked around. When he turned back, he could see a vast sea behind him. Was this an island?

The soil under his feet was very dry, and the forest around him was covered in layers of shadows.

A calling drifted through the wind. It was low and chaotic, like a mumble.

He walked forward through the fog. His mind seemed to be clear, but at the same time, he seemed to be in a daze. He walked into the eerie forest. No matter how tall the trees were, they all drooped like they were dead, and there was no sign of life. But he seemed to see something wiggling between the leaves …

When he walked through the forest, he saw an old manor standing at the foot of the mountain. The manor looked to be made of wood, and its design was very unique. It was not a building style that he had seen before, and it did not feel like it belonged to the foreign civilization.

It looked like the carcass of some strange creature, ancient and decrepit.

Before the old manor's open front door, a figure stood there. He was wearing a black outfit, and he was looking in Gu Jun's direction.

Gu Jun continued to walk forward, and the calling gradually stopped. When he was about ten steps away from the figure, he got a good look at the person's face. It was the face of an old man. Every inch of his skin was wrinkled like a mummy, like he had died many times.

The old man's eyes were a blur, and it reminded Gu Jun of the eyes of the patients of Nightmare Illness during surgery …

Gu Jun took another few steps forward. The old man seemed to study him, and the blur in his eyes changed. He said slowly, "You're here."

'Do we know each other? ' Gu Jun could not make a sound. He could only watch as the old man turned around and walked into the old manor.

But at that moment, he was suddenly reminded of something that he had learned from Commander Yao. Every patient of Nightmare Illness would have an old man in their nightmare … It felt like an electric current was coursing through his body. Gu Jun was jolted awake, and a chill crawled up his heart.

'Am I still in that nightmare?

Is this old man … '

Gu Jun could feel the scene around him shaking, and the dream was about to collapse. He struggled as if he was being held down by a ghost. Just as the old man was halfway through the door, he finally shouted, "Old Dog Uncle?!"

The old man's footsteps paused slightly, but he did not turn back. He continued to walk into the old house and disappeared into the darkness.

"Old Dog Uncle, is that you? Was it you who created the Nightmare Illness? What's going on? "

Gu Jun hastily chased after him, but at that moment, his body suddenly sank and his eyes widened. The scene before him was completely different.

Above him was the ceiling, and around him was the dim dormitory bedroom. That was just a dream …

Gu Jun remained motionless with his eyes wide open. He was at a loss. Did I have that nightmare?

After a short while, he took a deep breath and reached out to press the switch on the ceiling light in the room. His surroundings lit up. He picked up the phone on the bedside table and looked at it. It felt like he had only slept for a short while, but it was already three in the morning.

His finger clicked open his contact list. He skipped over Professor Qin, Commander Yao, and Tong Ye before calling Wu Shiyu.

Her theory of twins was a bit exaggerated, but they did have a trained ESP connection.

After several beeps, the call was picked up, and a lazy female voice said, "Ah, don't you know that many murders start with disturbing people's sleep?"

"Shi Yu, did you feel anything strange earlier?" Gu Jun asked immediately. "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamt that I was sleeping, and just as I was about to fall asleep, you woke me up."

"I think … I had that nightmare."

"Ah?" Wu Shiyu gasped. "Don't tell me!"

But she soon realized the severity of the situation. "Oh no … I knew a call at midnight would not be good news. Hurry up and find Tong Ye!"

Gu Jun listened to the girl's antics, and his heart relaxed. He did not panic anymore. "Wu Shiyu, actually, you are a talent from the Recreational Department."

"I told you, the Recreational Department has always been my dream," Wu Shiyu said helplessly. "Hurry up and find Tong Ye."

After ending the call with Wu Shiyu, Gu Jun immediately called the few leaders.

Soon, a few members from the Action Department came to the dormitory and led him to the Nightmare Illness Research Center on the 12th floor of the Psychology Building.

There were researchers working through the night, so no one knew about his condition. However, the atmosphere inside the confidential conference room was heavy. Professor Qin, Yao Sinian, and Tong Ye, who were in different images on the screen, did not look too good.

Gu Jun was their hope, the key member in the research of spells, and the main force that could fight against this illness.

If not for Gu Jun, who knew how many more people would have died during the lobotomy yesterday, and the current results would not have been achieved.

If he were to fall as well …

But Gu Jun did not know the details of the dream. Even if he did, and he was in the Eastern State, some people would be affected, and some would not. The mechanism was still unknown. Professor Qin and the rest did not fall ill, so why did Gu Jun fall ill? It was just a similar dream, right?

However, this hope was slowly shattered by Gu Jun's narration. The sea, the deserted island, the old man … that was the dream.

Earlier, when Gu Jun said he saw the illusion of the giant in the autopsy room, they had no idea what it was. Was it because of this? Or was it caused by the patient's mental attack?

"Then the old man told me, 'You're here,'" Gu Jun continued.

This caused Professor Qin and the rest to look at each other. After listening to the story, hope was rekindled in their hearts.

"Ah Jun, your dream is different from the patients." Professor Qin's face was still serious. "The old man tells the patients a number. So far, we have found three different numbers, 74, 31, and 12. After that, the patient would wake up with a start, feel thirsty, and have a strong need to drink water. About one minute later, they will hear knocking on the window. Even in the windowless room, they can still hear it. We believe it is just their imagination. "

"I did not feel thirsty, and I did not hear the knocking on the window." Gu Jun understood. This was not a typical situation.

You're here? Why did it sound like Old Dog Uncle knew him?

"Could it be a new, subtype of nightmare?" Yao Sinian was not so optimistic. "Targeted at people with high spirituality and mental power like Ah Jun?"

With that said, everyone in the room who was in Eastern State was in danger. The atmosphere in the conference room became heavier.

"I don't think so." Tong Ye's eyes betrayed his thoughts. "Ah Jun is not a normal person, he is different from us. He has some talent and background that we don't have. He entered that dream, but it might not be someone who wants to consume his mind. There might be other reasons. "

Whether it was true or not, they would have to wait for a few more days to find out.

But they could not just wait for good luck or bad luck to arrive. They had to do what they had to do.

"What do you think about those numbers?" Professor Qin asked Gu Jun.

Yao Sinian knew this was not the doctors' specialty. The research center had tried many theories, but they could not come to any conclusion.

"This seems to be …" Gu Jun looked at the three sets of numbers on the screen. The dream appeared before his eyes because of his childhood.

He had a feeling about these numbers.

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