Before Song Kefeng could bring his team of detectives back to the police station, he received news that something had happened to Long Xiang’s convoy.
At that moment, Song Kefeng’s first thought was that Sun XiaoGuai had used some items from the dream world. However, he quickly dismissed this idea—Sun XiaoGuai’s powers were likely tampered with by Wan Mei, making them unusable. Otherwise, Wan Mei wouldn’t have allowed Long Xiang’s group of ordinary people to escort Sun XiaoGuai for reporting.
So, who was behind this attack?
Feeling uneasy, Song Kefeng decided not to return to the police station. He instructed Zhang Zhi to drive them to the hospital where Long Xiang was being treated.
During the ride, Song Kefeng received more detailed information about the convoy incident, and his anger grew immensely. Out of the four cars in Long Xiang’s convoy, only the one he personally escorted, which had Sun XiaoGuai inside, was affected by the explosion. All four well-trained soldiers, including Sun XiaoGuai, were killed instantly, leaving Long Xiang severely injured and fighting for his life.
The explosion also injured seven innocent civilians, making it an extremely heinous act challenging social order. This was an outright challenge to society’s order.
Song Kefeng’s face turned cold. “Lao Liu, call Sizhe and thoroughly review all the surveillance footage from the convoy. Don’t let any suspicious person slip by. I’ll take a look when I get back.”
An experienced senior detective in the police car immediately nodded and started making calls.
When Song Kefeng arrived at the military hospital, Long Xiang was still undergoing emergency treatment. Three other soldiers from the convoy stood outside the operating room, each with red eyes, a mix of restrained grief and anger. They stood straight beside the operating room, waiting for the final outcome.
“Zhou Linyun,” Song Kefeng approached a soldier he knew, “how is Long Xiang doing now?”
Zhou Linyun had always been with Long Xiang and was also the vice-captain of their team. He saw Song Kefeng and finally showed a hint of vulnerability on his tense face. “Captain Song, Long Xiang suffered more than 80% full-body burns and internal organs were impacted by the explosion. The doctor said… he might not make it.”
At the end of his words, tears welled up in Zhou Linyun’s eyes, and he took several deep breaths to hold back from crying.
Song Kefeng’s heart sank.
According to Zhou Linyun’s words, Long Xiang might not survive this time. Moreover, Long Xiang’s body was similar to his own. Though both had strong constitutions, they had previous hidden injuries from past missions. This severe injury could trigger all those previous issues, causing even more harm. No matter how strong their bodies were, they might not be able to withstand it.
He clenched his fists, feeling a burning rage and unwillingness, wishing he could find someone and beat them up. While they had already prepared themselves to sacrifice for the country, their sacrifices had to be meaningful; he couldn’t accept such thoughtless and manipulative deaths.
Suddenly, the lights in the operating room turned off, and everyone outside was startled.
Song Kefeng and Zhou Linyun rushed forward, and the tired-looking doctor responsible for the surgery removed his mask and shook his head gently. “I’m sorry, his injuries were too severe… You should bid your farewell.”
Zhou Linyun and the other soldiers couldn’t hold back their tears and started crying. Meanwhile, Song Kefeng took a deep breath and forcefully pushed the doctor aside, rushing into the operating room. He not only entered the room but also firmly closed the door behind him, “No one is allowed to come in! I don’t believe he can’t make it!”
Everyone assumed Song Kefeng couldn’t accept the death of his former comrade, but as he stood in front of the badly burnt Long Xiang, he looked at him and said firmly, “You do whatever I tell you to do later, understand? If you don’t want to die, you’d better listen to me. If you die, I won’t avenge you!”
Even though Long Xiang was in excruciating pain all over his body, he managed to grin and choked out, “Haha… I won’t, won’t die…”
Song Kefeng couldn’t be bothered to talk to him anymore. He communicated with 110 in his mind, “You split yourself, and do it fast. I want to guide him into the dream world.”
When 110 heard this, he was stunned and couldn’t believe it, [Didn’t you say you would never guide others into the dream world? What’s wrong with you now?]
Song Kefeng was becoming more anxious as he saw Long Xiang getting weaker. He retorted, “Shut up! Split if I tell you to. Aren’t you happy to have a subordinate to get dream coins from?”
110 was annoyed by the way the host was yelling at him, [Bah, try yelling at me again?!]
Song Kefeng: “…”
As 110 split itself while scanning Long Xiang, it was close to losing its temper with Song Kefeng, [Damn it! Is this guy barely hanging on to life now?! Why did I end up with such a lousy host? I feel so pitiful!]
[Other guide’s hosts are outstanding talents, but I have to guide a dying cripple! God, what sins did I commit in my past life to encounter you? Sob, not only am I not making any gains, but I’m actually at a loss! I don’t want to live anymore!]
While 110 was sobbing and crying, Song Kefeng felt a bit guilty, as he had originally intended to guide Long Xiang to the dream world with a life-recovery card.
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After crying for a while, 110 finally felt better when it realized that Song Kefeng, the mastermind behind their success as mining masters, was also guiding people into the dream world. It quickly and decisively deducted 5000 dream coins from Song Kefeng and then had the smaller silver guiding ball it had split, merge into Long Xiang’s mind.
Unaware of Song Kefeng’s intentions as he stood by Long Xiang’s bedside, Long Xiang thought his friend was moved by their camaraderie. However, Song Kefeng told him, “I will guide you into the dream world. Quickly say you agree.”
This was the second time Long Xiang had heard the words “dream world” today, but this time, the impact was much greater.
Long Xiang’s eyes suddenly sharpened as he stared at Song Kefeng, who showed no signs of guilt. “Later, I’ll explain everything. For now, just say you agree. Don’t you know you’re close to death?!”
Long Xiang silently stared at Song Kefeng for a few seconds before deciding to trust his former comrade’s unwavering determination. In a hoarse voice, he said, “I agree.”
The next moment, Long Xiang felt a sudden dizziness and pain in his head. Before he lost consciousness again, he heard a mechanical voice.
[Guide 110/No.2, warm welcome to Mr. Long Xiang’s entry into the dream world.]
When Long Xiang woke up again, a day had already passed.
The doctors and nurses couldn’t believe it was a miracle. Zhou Linyun, with tears in his eyes, looked at his team leader and helped the female nurse attend to him.
However, Long Xiang’s expression seemed absent.
He was listening to 110/No.2’s introduction to the dream world. Finally, he understood what Sun XiaoGuai meant by the “dream world” and guessed that Song Kefeng must have entered it as well.
From the very beginning, Long Xiang had concluded that the “dream world” was not something good. His thoughts were almost identical to Song Kefeng’s, but unlike Song Kefeng, Long Xiang was more thoughtful and didn’t reveal all of his emotions.
He also thought about Wan Mei, his behavior in the underground parking lot didn’t seem like he was unaware of the dream world. So, had Professor Wan also entered the dream world?
He also thought about the sudden emergence of various ordinary people with extraordinary powers recently, he had been wondering if something major had happened without his knowledge. Now, all the mysteries were solved.
However, Long Xiang was not happy about becoming a member of the dream world. The moment he became part of it, he lost the chance to inform his superiors and the country about it.
So, when Song Kefeng perfunctorily brought a basket of bananas to visit Long Xiang, a seriously ill patient, not only did he not receive a grateful look but instead he received a resentful and disgusted stare.
Song Kefeng asked, “What’s with that look?”
Long Xiang smirked, “Tell me everything you know, right now.”
Song Kefeng replied, “No, Long Xiang, your brain isn’t damaged, you should know that I saved you, right? Your brain isn’t damaged, you should know that you’re my subordinate now, right? Is this how you treat your superiors, treating your leader like this?”
Long Xiang retorted, “Don’t sugarcoat your words. Even if you saved my life this time, don’t forget how many times I saved you during missions. I’m your senior, so don’t act high and mighty with me.”
“And about this so-called dream world, if it were easy to handle, you wouldn’t have pulled me into it. Because of our past camaraderie, I reluctantly agreed to help you. So, quickly tell me everything you know. Does this thing also have levels? I’m only level one, which is quite low. What level are you, and can you help me level up? Also, my three basic attributes are still high, all at maximum values, pretty impressive, huh?”
Song Kefeng looked at this still insolent “senior” and really wanted to laugh at his face. In the end, he couldn’t stand it anymore and said, “Now, all three of my basic attributes have exceeded the maximum limit. What’s there to boast about?”
“But, because you’ve become my subordinate, I’ll still tell you.”
In the following two hours, Long Xiang, a soldier of the new era, began the difficult process of shattering his existing beliefs and rebuilding them.
“Spiritual world things can appear in the real world?”
“In the dream world, mining can still exercise the body?”
“Love Cultivation games, mystery-solving games, and battle games?”
“No, I can understand the previous ones, but are you saying that Bai Qing, Professor Wan’s fiancé, is Mo Yang in disguise? And both of them are dream world players? That’s impossible!! We knew about Professor Wan having a fiancé years ago!”
As Song Kefeng and Long Xiang’s thoughts clashed, Mo Yang, on the other hand, was in a miserable state, crawling out of the soft bed with extreme soreness. He silently looked at the bruises all over his body, thinking about the inhumane treatment he endured last night during their encounter. In a trance-like state, he muttered.
“Beast.”
“Scum.”
“Worse than a beast.”
“Even when I was drugged, he still went so far.”
“I’m the victim here, why am I being forced to reflect on myself?”
“I can’t go on like this, I want to break up.”
Indulging in self-pity, Wan Mei walked in carrying porridge and heard his lover comparing himself to a pure white flower. Hearing Mo Yang talking about breaking up after being “plowed” all night, Wan Mei raised an eyebrow and sat at the edge of the bed, saying, “Have some porridge.”
Mo Yang coolly glanced at him, he refused to eat charity.
“Scum.”
“Beast.”
“Worse than a beast.”
Wan Mei’s lips twitched, somewhat speechless about this man’s dog-like temperament. “Alright, yesterday night you were more than willing to cooperate as well. Don’t pretend to be miserable now. Besides, if you weren’t so arrogant, Sun XiaoGuai wouldn’t have succeeded in ambushing you. Fortunately, you had the potion I gave you, without it, have you considered the consequences?”
Mo Yang rolled his eyes. He refused to admit he was cooperative.
“Even if I were to tear Sun XiaoGuai into pieces or slice her into dishes, I still wouldn’t regain the intact you,” Wan Mei’s voice remained calm, but Mo Yang could sense a touch of solemnity. “You are already a family man now, and you should think about me when you are in danger.”
Mo Yang turned to meet Wan Mei’s gaze, and suddenly, Wan Mei’s lips curled up, his eyes filled with tenderness like the morning sun. “Without you, I would be a person no one wants to see. You should also consider others.”
Mo Yang: “???” Isn’t this a threat? An outright big boss-like threat?! Shouldn’t this be the moment to beg for forgiveness and promise to let him take control next time?!
“Shameless, scum.”
Wan Mei couldn’t help but laugh, “Yes. But you like it, don’t you.”
Mo Yang’s mouth twitched, as if his destiny had been seized.
“I must be blind.”
Wan Mei scooped up a spoonful of warm porridge and placed it near Mo Yang’s mouth. “Hmm, you’ll be blind for life. Come, eat.”
The blinded one angrily bit into the food.
For this world, how much had he sacrificed! The country still wanted to sentence him? What a joke! He was practically the savior!
After finishing the porridge, Mo Yang also learned about Long Xiang’s survival. He breathed a sigh of relief but also felt somewhat heavy-hearted.
“Long Xiang should have been guided into the dream world by Song Kefeng,” Wan Mei spoke up.
“I had someone check the surveillance along the route on that day, but there was no indication of any issues. However, a man flashed briefly in the surveillance footage, he should be a player in the dream world and the mastermind behind the explosion.”
“Such a sudden explosion that could severely injure Long Xiang couldn’t have been done by an ordinary person. But I can’t figure out why he targeted Long Xiang and Sun XiaoGuai. How did he know that Sun XiaoGuai was captured and her location? Could it be someone close to us?”
Mo Yang sat on the bed, pondering, “Or… Did 006 and 009 leak information?”
[Host! Ah ah ah, I’m so angry! Don’t spout nonsense and accuse me without evidence! I’m 006, and I’m straightforward; I always retaliate when there’s revenge or injustice. I never do anything sneaky behind people’s backs, okay?! You owe me compensation for emotional distress!]
006 jumped out immediately when Mo Yang was speculating, expressing its displeasure, and 009 also showed its dissatisfaction. Then they provided an answer to Wan Mei and Mo Yang.
[Definitely, you asked something you shouldn’t have asked from the 6117 system, and before dying, 6117 informed 001. After all, 001 is the leader of all guides.]
[Although I don’t like it at all, I must admit that it’s far more cunning and scheming than 006 and I combined. I guess it’s aware of you two now. Be careful in the real world from now on, you never know when you might end up like that team leader, dead.]
This was the first time Mo Yang had heard 006 and 009 mention 001. Of course, he was very curious about this top-ranked guide, and he had considered various possibilities about 001. However, from the way 006 and 009 described it, this 001 was the type of personality he least wanted to encounter.
“So, the one who made the move is the host of 001?” Mo Yang asked.
[That’s not necessarily the case. 001 really enjoys recruiting followers. In one of the worlds, almost a third of all dream world players are its followers. It wouldn’t bother its host with such tasks, it would simply find one of its followers to do it.]
[By now, the dream world has been in existence on Earth for over two months, so it’s likely that 001 has around twenty or more followers.] 006 said, and 009 nodded in agreement. [At the very least, there should be twenty-one.]
Mo Yang fell silent.
“If 001 does this, why doesn’t its host object?”
He couldn’t believe that the host chosen by 001 would be an incapable fool. Being selected by the number one guide meant that the host must possess significant abilities. But in the face of 001’s aggression towards their fellow humans, why didn’t they intervene? Weren’t they aware of the terrible calamity the “dream world” could bring to this world?
Or was it a villain full of malice towards humanity?
“Emperor, everything has been taken care of. Rest assured, that woman inside has been blown to pieces, and there is no chance for any research.”
In a luxurious villa, a tall and slender man reported respectfully to the man sitting on the couch. After he finished speaking, the man on the couch nodded casually. “Hmm, you may leave.”
Once the man left, the man on the couch spoke, “The job is done, where’s the promised reward?”
Then, a soft and gentle female voice echoed in the villa: [You truly are the most formidable host. The next game is called “Bloody Monopoly,” a suspenseful reasoning game. I’ve sent the approximate locations of the special items and the target for you to clear to your phone. I’m looking forward to your performance, my emperor.]
Author’s Note –
Mo Yang: I’ve sacrificed too much for this world.
Wan Mei: …
001: Hehe~ No one can escape from my grasp. Unexpectedly, my voice is so pleasing, right?
006: Trashy female sphere.
009: Take a pill.
003: Sigh…
I can’t believe what they have s*x after all
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Wow, I didn’t expect 001 to be a woman, normally in stories with male MC and male ML the final villain is a man… I loved this surprise and, even better, she acts cute and humble, hiding her ferocity!!! Usually the final female villains are colder and more ruthless in personality.