Chapter 429 Purpose

Lying on the sofa bed in the living room, Fatty tossed and turned.

He was very tired, very tired, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

This mission was a brand new experience for both Jiang Cheng and Fatty, and Fatty felt that the doctor had changed during this mission.

A very subtle change.

He couldn't explain it, it seemed that he had become more humane.

He had never doubted that the doctor was a good person, the doctor just buried the kindness in his heart too deep.

The first time he met him, he felt that the doctor was very reliable. He looked unkind, but Fatty understood.

That was a means, not an end.

This was necessary to survive in a nightmare.

But the only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was that after leaving this mission, he felt that the doctor had become much more distant from him.

He turned his head and looked at the bedroom door.

The door was closed.

Inside and outside the door, it seemed like two different worlds.

On the mattress, a figure lay flat.

Jiang Cheng was the same as Fatty.

He couldn't fall asleep at all.

He was wet and trembling all over. He clenched his teeth and tried his best to suppress the sound of panting. His heartbeat was like a drum.

Veins on his forehead were stretched, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He raised his left hand tremblingly, tore off the wet towel wrapped on it, and a door vaguely appeared in the position of his palm.

What's more strange is that this door is alive!

He can even feel the heartbeat of this door.

A strange feeling he had never had before fermented in his heart. According to the kind-faced man, this door was a gift to him.

But in Jiang Cheng's view, this door was more like a curse.

And he had a deeper premonition that after owning this door, his life would also usher in a change.

The face of a middle-aged man appeared in his mind.

The middle-aged man next to Xia Meng.

As a reward for the last mission, the middle-aged man had answered some of his questions about nightmares.

One of them was what benefits could he get from entering a nightmare?

She had been wondering about this before. It was fine to be involved in a nightmare without knowing it, but why would there be people like Xia Meng who took the initiative to enter a nightmare and used clues to keep having nightmares.

It was like brushing a dungeon in a game.

This was not simply to save a blank sheet of paper, or to explain the clues.

The middle-aged man explained that nightmares were a deformed and distorted history, or in other words, a projection of real history in the dark.

This history was deprived of light and beauty, leaving behind regrets, blood, brutality, and those ghosts were the products of nightmares.

Every distorted history is an independent nightmare, and every nightmare will breed corresponding ghosts.

And these ghosts are the biggest benefit.

Jiang Cheng looked at the door in his hand, and his guess seemed to be becoming a reality little by little.

But now, he has a more difficult problem.

Slowly turning his head, he looked at the wall not far away.

His sight seemed to be able to see through the wall and see the person behind the wall.

Fatty

Or Wang Fugui.

Who is he?

Not long ago, he actually used brute force to open the bronze door that was about to close. If it weren't for him, his situation would not be optimistic.

He had long suspected the fat man, and it had never subsided.

He was just waiting.

Waiting for the other party to show his hand.

There were too many suspicious points about him, and it was hard for him not to doubt him.

The first time he entered the nightmare, he was fully armed and even brought a huge umbrella.

What's even more strange is that he actually followed him back to his studio.

This even violated the rules of nightmares.

After the mission was over, they should have gone back to their own homes, so why could he follow him?

The fat man explained that he just felt kind and thought it would be nice if he could follow him, and his wish really came true.

Lucky fat man.

Treasure boy.

Jiang Cheng knew at the time that this person was definitely not simple.

But then, what puzzled him even more, and even made him feel unreasonable, was that he actually had an inexplicable sense of closeness to the fat man.

This was incredible to him.

He had no interest in most people, and work was just for work, not for emotions.

He had his own plans for keeping the fat man by his side. He wanted to see what the fat man wanted to do, so as to dig out him, or the people behind him who sent him.

But after so long, he still couldn't confirm the fat man's purpose.

Because he didn't take any substantial action.

This fat man was stupid and silly, and he couldn't be described as simple. In Jiang Cheng's words, he was a fool, and this fool was very kind.

As his understanding of nightmares deepened, he once suspected that the fat man was sent by Crimson, Night Watch, or even the forces represented by Xia Meng.

Undercover by his side.

But no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think so.

Those people didn't seem to be people who talked about friendship.

But the fat man was different. He took these things very seriously. Even this man who was very cowardly was willing to fight with dangerous people in the copy for an NPC.

This was a normal thing in his opinion, because the other party had helped him before.

But now this problem can't be delayed any longer and must be solved.

Because he felt that this fat man was changing himself subtly in a very strange way.

And what's even more bizarre is that he actually has the power to fight against the door.

The black-clothed man has already taught him a hard lesson about how terrifying that power is.

That guy is different from all the ghosts he has encountered. If Jiang Cheng wants to describe it, he is no longer a ghost.

In the world behind the door, he is a creator-like existence.

Jiang Cheng suspects that these are the real reasons why the fat man is undercover beside him.

He is waiting, and the people behind him are also waiting.

Waiting for the door to appear.

This is their real purpose.

What they want is the door.

Of course, there is a slight possibility that the fat man is really an ordinary person, just an ordinary person who is not so ordinary.

Jiang Cheng is very willing to believe this.

He just has a special body, just like choosing a character to add points in a game, the fat man's skill points are all in the lucky talent.

Except for being a little stupid, Jiang Cheng doesn't dislike him at all.

He stretched out his right hand and took out the mobile phone from his pocket. Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment, but still sent a message that had been edited long ago.

The fat man curled up on the sofa bed outside, as if he sensed something, shivered first, then turned over and wrapped the quilt tighter.

Xu Yi, Liu Guo, Jiao Tailang, Wan Yuanning, Hua Luo, Chu Jiu, the faces flashed in his mind, and the fat man couldn't help but secretly wiped away tears.

Everyone is trying their best to survive, even in the face of despair, everyone has not given up hope.

In the soil of despair, flowers of hope can still bloom.