Mo Yun didn't expect that he could walk into the penalty area for a casual walk, which was speechless.

If he hadn't made some reputation in the academy recently, he might have been beaten to death.

He was very sure just now that if he acted rashly, the other party would definitely shoot!

He hadn't felt that terrifying sense of threat for a long time.

Fog…forbidden area…

These things made him lose the interest in walking and simply return to the dormitory.

After Mo Yun returned to the dormitory, he pondered for a while and then went to bed.

Although the fog made him feel a little weird, he didn't think much about it. The reason why the academy was built surrounded by mountains is naturally a secret.

He is just a newcomer here and does not intend to participate in the affairs of those official team members.

The so-called restricted area should be related to Du Zhicheng and his mission.

But Mo Yun did not think deeply about what kind of restricted area it was and why it was prohibited to enter.

After sitting in the living room for a while, he got up and walked towards the bedroom.

He felt a little sleepy and planned to lie down for a while.

The darkness slowly came, Mo Yun turned off the light, quietly allowing the sleepiness to surge up, slowly covering him.

It seemed as if he slowly sank into his dream.

I don’t know how long I slept, but flashing scenes suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yun’s eyes.

The vibrating cabin floor, outside the narrow porthole, the surging clouds... the smell of fresh blood, and the tangled and tangled horror plants.

He stood up slowly and saw a primitive jungle wrapped in mist in front of him. The vines here grew wildly, as if they were injected with hormones, and the rhizomes were as thick as trees. A personal outline appeared in the green ocean.

Immediately afterwards, a scorching flame rose.

Hot, very hot.

He felt hot all over his body, and the heat seemed to fill his chest, squeezing into his chest, trying to release it but couldn't.

He wanted to open his mouth, but he sprayed a gust of fire!

Mo Yun suddenly opened his eyes. The familiar darkness was still above his head, and he was still lying on the bed in the dormitory.

The bed opposite is still empty, and Du Zhicheng has not come back yet.

He lifted the quilt and felt his body hot. He seemed to have a force that had nowhere to vent and was blocked in his chest.

Did I have a nightmare?

Mo Yun jumped out of the bed, walked to the living room, and poured himself a glass of water. The electronic watch on the coffee table was still jumping, and the time showed that it was three in the morning.

Dream……

Mo Yun leaned against the sofa and couldn't sleep anymore.

Feeling extremely clear-headed.

Dreams are a preview of the future.

Dreams can help you imagine the worst and allow you to be mentally prepared when facing real bad situations in the future.

This is a way of interpreting dreams by Mo Yun.

The various images and the strange calories just now made him feel very uneasy. After drinking a few sips of water, the uncomfortable feeling slowly disappeared.

The light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, using his hallucination ability and the help of some remaining memories, he recreated his nightmare in front of him.

Vibrate, body vibrate. The base plate of the cabin, wake up and look out the narrow porthole, the surging clouds... smelled, the smell of fresh blood.

There are also tangled and tangled horror plants...

He stood up slowly, and in front of him appeared... a primitive jungle wrapped in fog, with vines growing wildly, thick rhizomes, and a human outline faintly appeared in the turquoise ocean.

Immediately afterwards, a scorching flame rose.

This is……

The second survival game he participated in.

He remembered that the fog, the fog smell, he had smelled it before!

Even in the second mission, I encountered similar fog!

Thinking of this, Mo Yun couldn't help feeling a little chilled.

Although he didn't know if there was a connection between the two, since the source of the fog was the forbidden area of ​​the college, the senior management of the college must be very clear about the harm or characteristics of the fog.

There is no need for him to worry too much.

However, the mere fact that there is a connection between the two is enough to make him feel uneasy.

then……

Looking back, Connor, as a psychic or a special physique, seemed to have had the power of the second level of blood burning, which was equivalent to the return of the base world.

he……

Suddenly, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, interrupting Mo Yun's thoughts.

The lights in the corridor penetrated into the living room, and a tall figure was standing in the corridor and pushing open the door.

"Old Du?"

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, "Your mission is over?"

"Um."

The light shone in from behind Du Zhicheng, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only seeing him nodding slowly.

"Have your confession succeeded?"

Mo Yun suddenly remembered the conversation at noon and asked.

"Failed." Du Zhicheng sighed and walked in, "I want to sleep for a while."

"Then you have a rest."

Seeing that Du Zhicheng seemed to have no desire to talk, Mo Yun tactfully did not continue to talk to him.

Du Zhicheng didn't turn on the lights either, as if he was very tired. He walked straight into the bedroom and groped and climbed onto the bed.

So the dormitory became quiet again.

My thoughts were interrupted, and Mo Yun had no intention of continuing to think.

Anyway, he is just an assistant teacher at the college now. He just needs to improve his strength step by step and wait for the next task to arrive. There is no need to meddle in other people's business.

But speaking of this time, the interval between tasks seems to have become longer.

Perhaps after becoming a novice investigator, the interval between tasks will become longer?

Thinking of this question, Mo Yun decided to ask others next time he had a party with other investigators.

This time he simply sat cross-legged on the floor of the living room, put his hands on his knees, and his fingertips changed into thin flames.

The flames kept changing their postures, twisting and rotating in his hands, but maintained the same level of energy.

Slowly, he closed his eyes and entered a state similar to deep sleep.

Bang.

In a state of sleeping but not sleeping, Mo Yun suddenly felt the energy in his body vibrate, and a discomfortable feeling extinguished the flame in his hand.

After the flame was extinguished, he also noticed it, so he retreated from his state of cultivation and opened his eyes.

A tall figure was standing in the living room, opposite him.

The living room door opened at some point, and the orange light outside the corridor shone into the dark living room, leaving a slender shadow on the floor.

"Old Du?"

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment.

Du Zhicheng stood in front of him in silence, motionless.

"Don't you want to sleep?" Mo Yun asked again.

Du Zhicheng still did not answer, but just looked at him silently.

Mo Yun was surprised. He didn't know which nerve Du Zhicheng was wrong, so he stopped talking and became a stalemate with Du Zhicheng.

The living room was quiet for another half a minute.

Waiting and waiting, Mo Yun suddenly felt something was wrong.

Du Zhicheng's body seems to be bigger than usual.

Although Du Zhicheng is indeed a strong man, his body seems to be too huge at this moment?

The top of his head seemed to be close to the ceiling, and his strong body blocked his view.

Because he was in the dark before, he didn't pay attention and thought it was a shadow, but when his eyes slowly adapted to the darkness, he realized the abnormality.

"Old Du?"

A bad premonition slowly emerged in Mo Yun's heart.

He held the table with his hands and stood up slowly.

At this moment, the tall figure in front of him suddenly let out a low moan.

"Mo, Mo Yun."
To be continued...