After sending him into Shambhala, Zhang Heng sensed that the dream thread was still there, connecting the two ends.
"I don't know what material this is, but it can stretch infinitely. Once it's too far away, I can't even see it.
But it's good. As long as the dream thread connection is still there, I can pull the other party's consciousness into the eternal dream at any time. "
Lan Mu transformed into Bi Fang and headed west.
At an altitude of five thousand meters, his mental power constantly scanned the area below.
Whenever he encountered a dead soul, it would become a nightmare, quickly pulling at his consciousness.
"Well, the number of dream threads has increased to one thousand … but the efficiency is still too slow.
However, as more and more people enter the dream, they died unnaturally. Although their consciousness is incomplete, they have many negative emotions. The huge number of them together is a rich tonic for me.
I divided half of the island in the dream for them to live in. When I absorb all their negative emotions, they will live in the dream as normal people.
This is only seventy thousand people. If I absorb the consciousness of seven million people, the number of dream threads can be increased to at least one hundred thousand, right? "
Lan Mu crazily collected the souls of the dead. No matter if they had died in the Dark Hour or had died of natural causes, he found them all and pulled them into his dream.
A large number of people appeared on the island in the dream world every moment, and their pain and fear were all absorbed by the nightmare.
Although their memories were incomplete, it did not prevent them from living in the dream. Modern cities were empty, and they randomly appeared in houses in the city, with the Key of their own apartments.
Workers who died in the real world also appeared in factories. All the facilities were available, and as long as they operated, production could be resumed and all kinds of food could be produced.
Raw materials were everywhere, and the entire plain was farmland. Many people were positioned as farmers and began to harvest.
There were all kinds of ownerless cars in the parking lot. The Key was on the car door, and they were dazzled by it.
As the consciousness of the dead had their own position in the dream world, they gradually restored their order of life.
"Fortunately, their memories are incomplete. I can just use the power of the dream master to tell them that this is the underworld."
After the negative emotions of the deceased had been absorbed, they were in a daze. The existence of the world after death made them think that they had come to the netherworld of their own beliefs. After all, they could continue to live in a new world after death. This was completely in line with myths and legends, or the description of the world after death in religions. The reality was right in front of them, and no one dared to doubt the existence of God.
In Lan Mu's original plan, he planned to use the magic pen to create artificial consciousness from the corpses. Now that there were so many dead people, not only could they fill up the population of the Eternal Dream, but their negative emotions could also strengthen him.
"Before this, there shouldn't be any afterlife on Earth, right? Perhaps my Underworld is just a fake Underworld, but it's still very simple to provide them with eternal life after death. "
The metropolis of the afterlife was built according to the population of ten million people, and these less than a hundred thousand people were just the first batch.
More than seven million people had died during the Dark Ages on Earth. Other than that, there were people dying all over the world every second.
About one to two people died every second, and 150,000 people died in a day.
If he really wanted to build a complete Underworld, he would need at least 200,000 dream threads to guide the consciousness of the dead people from all over the world into dreams.
However, Lan Mu could not do this. Just guiding seven million people would require him to travel all over the world.
"After 30 days, the souls of the dead will dissipate. Even if there are seven million people, I can't do it …"
"About two million people have died in Asia. Let's take in a continent first?"
"Including Russia, I should be able to do it in eight days. After all, as the ability of the Nightmare gets stronger, my efficiency will also increase."
…
"This is the Middle East Palast base. We have detected a high-speed creature at an altitude of five thousand meters. It is flying towards Dubai at a speed of three hundred and fifty meters per second."
"No abnormalities detected in Dubai. The satellite has lost the target!"
A large bird flying at the speed of sound was finally discovered by CANC.
However, every time Lan Mu found a soul of the dead, he would stop and absorb it. From time to time, he would become a Nightmare and disappear for a while.
CANC's tracking was extremely difficult. If not for the fact that the bird often appeared in densely populated towns, they would have lost the target long ago.
Four satellites were deployed to carry out the tracking mission. With their large coverage, they were able to discover the bird as soon as it appeared.
"Found the target. It is moving at high speed and leaving Dubai."
"Did something happen in Dubai?"
"No … no! It disappeared in Dubai for about eight minutes before suddenly reappearing and leaving. "
"It must have done something … whether it did or not, we have to take it in."
"Do we attack it? The target is flying across a desert. "
"Attack! Use missiles to intercept it. The task force will arrive at the scene in ten minutes. "
A certain base in the desert suddenly fired missiles, aiming directly at the large bird flying at the speed of sound.
"Boom boom boom!"
Through precise calculations, the missiles exploded about ten meters in front of the bird, drowning it.
However, the bird flashed past, ignoring the flames and rushing out of the explosion range. There was still a trace of smoke on its feathers.
"They finally attacked, but they definitely don't know what I'm doing."
Lan Mu ignored the explosion. The high temperature and flames did not harm him at all. Even the impact was blocked by the Bastet metal attached to his vitals.
He flew high in the sky without hiding at all. It was just that the naked eye could not see him on the ground.
The satellites continued to lock onto it. The bird did not even stop. The missiles were completely ineffective against it. The CANC personnel frowned and gave up on using missiles to intercept it.
"Request for supersonic aircraft."
"Already set off! Determine where the target is going? "
"Unable to determine, we have lost the target again!"
"Could it be that it flew randomly?"
"No, it seems to have visited every city and only left after visiting the entire country."
…
In Russia, Lan Mu finally felt tired. He had already taken in more than four million souls.
"It's too slow. People are dying in every country. Although my target is only Asia, the actual number of souls I can take in may reach ten million."
Lan Mu was about to transform soon. He felt that he could not make it in time to take in all the souls.
The color of the next transformation was white. The interval was nine days. Eight days had passed since then. He still had Russia and Sino to complete.
Russia was vast and sparsely populated. Most of the time, he was flying and was often disturbed by supersonic aircraft.
He deliberately left Sino for last. Only a small part of the country was affected by the Umbral Realm. Most of the souls died for other reasons.
"The negative emotions of the four million souls have provided me with a lot of nourishment. The number of dream threads is almost reaching fifty thousand …"
"But the territories of these two superpowers are too vast …"
"It's too late!"
Lan Mu suddenly turned. The supersonic aircraft could not be as agile as him. The other party was basically played by the Bi Fang along the way.
Transforming into a Nightmare, Lan Mu hid in a mud hut in the snow.
He investigated the situation in the Dream World while waiting for the transformation to happen.
"The longer the interval between transformations, the stronger the target."
"This time it's nine days. It's longer than a Nightmare, second only to the Balrog's eleven days …"
"Damn it, it'll be good if it's not too passive."
Lan Mu silently counted down. The supersonic aircraft in the sky flew past and could not find him at all.
At five o 'clock in the afternoon, Lan Mu's eyes lit up and he growled.
"Time's up! What is it? "
He looked at himself blankly. There was no change.
"Impossible! I clearly feel like my genes have been refurbished! "
Every transformation would have a unique experience of gene refurbishment. This time was no exception. However, Lan Mu did not show any abnormalities on the surface.
"What's going on? Am I transforming into a human? Impossible! My transformation target is only non-human. This was mentioned in the information obtained from the mutant energy in Shennongjia. "
"In the vast gene pool, there are no human genes."
Lan Mu checked his body everywhere and found that there were some changes.
His bones had become thicker and his pores had become more exuberant.
"That's all?"
Lan Mu was baffled. He did not believe that the transformation this time was so simple.
Thus, he quietly waited for night to fall.
He had a premonition that his transformation would only appear at night.
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