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 "Ah~"
 "Comfortable."
 In the morning of the next day, Gu Chi stretched his arms and stretched his waist after waking up. It was rare that he didn't have a dream. He slept very soundly this time.
 He had rarely had such a good night's sleep since learning to control his dreams.
 An excellent lucid dream player is equivalent to the master of his own dream, he can change everything in the dream at will, and do anything without restraint. Only after experiencing it will you know that this feeling of doing whatever you want is really exciting, but you will be more tired after waking up, as if you are serious about carrying a gun into battle, killing seven in and seven out in the enemy's lair, bleeding into a river.
 According to a survey by a well-known dream club, more than 85% of people will feel worse every day when they first learn to control their dreams. This is closely related to the dreams they have every night. What kind of dreams are they...
 In short, it's not the same as gambling and drugs.
 Many people think that in dreams, some senses will lose their function, and you won’t feel pain if you slap yourself, but in fact, in this respect, dreams are no different from reality. You will have emotions and perceptions, but The strange feeling when I first fell asleep will be washed away by the familiar pain brought by this slap, and the dream will become more stable and real than the previous second.
 So "slap" can't wake yourself up, on the contrary, it's actually one of the ways to let yourself blend into the dream faster.
 If you want to know the dream in the dream, the best way is to start with the details.
 Experienced dream controllers can set a dream totem for themselves, and judge whether they are in a dream through the change of the totem.
 Today is Monday and there is a class in the morning.
 Gu Chi lay in bed for a while as usual, and slowly got up at nine o'clock, dressed and washed, ready to go out for breakfast, and then went to school to teach his students.
 Gu Chi is a teacher.
 "Dream Psychology" - this is a new elective course offered by the school in the first half of this year. Gu Chi was just about to graduate at that time, and he was more interested in this aspect. In addition, the university life is good, and the sweat shed after exercise is worthless. It was the taste of youth, so he stayed in the school under the recommendation of Dr. Chen.
 Because of his lack of qualifications, Gu Chi's salary is not high, only 4,000 a month, at least a little less, but at least he is self-reliant, and Baishi Town is cheap, 4,000 yuan is enough for Gu Chi to live on. Can have leftovers.
 Came to the breakfast shop on the street.
 Gu Chi habitually glanced at the clock on the wall.
 Nine o'clock sharp.
 He was slightly taken aback, his expression became a little subtle.
 The business in the store was as good as ever, it was bustling, and there was only one empty table left.
 The proprietress surnamed Ai still had a charming charm, and greeted Gu Chi warmly.
 "Teacher Gu, here we come."
 "Yeah." Gu Chi smiled and said, "It's still the same."
 A spicy sausage roll, a bowl of chilled tofu nao.
 Don't eat too spicy breakfast, it's not good for your stomach, and don't eat it too cold, it's easy to make your stomach cold.
 So Gu Chi chose to have one of the same, to neutralize it.
 Taking out his mobile phone to scan the code, and after paying the bill, Gu Chi skillfully opened the browser.
 He was going to browse the campus forums to see if anything strange happened.
 If there is no accident, there should be an accident.
 Enter the forum.
 Sure enough, the original green homepage turned gray, and the background image was changed from a forest to candles. The red headline of the top post was particularly glaring in such a dim color—【Victims List】.
 This kind of school-wide mourning style happened once two years ago.
 A mountaineering club went out for activities, but unfortunately encountered a landslide, all of them were killed, and no one survived.
 What is the reason again this time?
 Gu Chi clicked into the post.
 The reason was not explained in the post, only the basic information and photos of the victims were posted.
 [Information Technology Class 1, Wang Anpeng]
 [E-Commerce Class 3, Lin Pei]
 [Second Class of Financial Accounting, I have more money]
 【Business English Class 7, Liu Xueshen】
 【Third Class of Tourism Management, He Zhai】
 【…】
 The small TV on the counter is also broadcasting related news.
 "As of now, the 'ghost shop' incident in Baishi Town has resulted in the death of people. The victims were all college students. They died strangely. Their abdomen and brain were hollowed out. According to the forensic examination, the deceased had no obvious injuries on his body. It is intact and the intestines and brain are missing, which can preliminarily rule out the so-called 'supernatural' events. We also call on everyone not to believe in rumors, not to spread rumors, to promote scientific truth, and to break feudal superstition..."
 "Boss, another iced brain tea."
 Someone at the next table suddenly yelled.
 The sound of the TV suddenly disappeared, and the chatter stopped, just like chatting students saw the head teacher enter the classroom, the originally noisy air suddenly quieted down because of this sentence, and the atmosphere became a little weird for a while.
 Gu Chi glanced sideways at that person.
 The other party seemed to notice his gaze, looked at him as well, and laughed.
 "Teacher Gu."
 Looking at the expression alone, the boy's smile is undoubtedly sunny, like the spring breeze in March, warm and warm, but his face is bloodless, and his skin is sickly white, like a dead person.
 This boy, Gu Chi, has just met him - on the "Victims List" on the forum.
 "Ms. Gu, don't you remember me? I'm He Zhai." The boy smiled, "I went to your class last month."
 "I've heard it too." The boy next to He Zhai said.
 "And I."
 "We have all listened to Teacher Gu's class."
 The diners in the store turned their heads one by one like screwing screws, their complexions were pale, and the flesh on their necks was wrinkled into toothache.
 Not only He Zhai.
 Qian Youyu, Wang Anpeng, Liu Xueshen...these people are all there.
 Gu Chi counted, no more, no less.
 So, it's because my lectures are so bad, and you ghosts won't let me go?
 Looking at the student's harmless smile, Gu Chi understood.
 This store is the "ghost store" mentioned in the news.
 He raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall again.
 09:00
 It was still exactly nine o'clock.
 "Mr. Gu, your breakfast."
 The proprietress' voice suddenly sounded from behind, and she walked without making a sound.
 Gu Chi's eyes drooped slightly, and he saw the proprietress Dailu's floral dress.
 It was empty under the skirt, and there were no feet.
 A pale arm reached from the side of his neck and placed a plate on the table.
 On the plate was a group of neatly folded intestines that were more crystal clear than freshly killed goose intestines.
 On the side of the intestine is a piece of fresh and tender blood, which is made into the shape of a pepper.
 She softly whispered in Gu Chi's ear, "You want spicy rice rolls."
 Then, he took out another bowl, which was filled with bloodshot brains.
 The proprietress smiled sweetly: "This is iced brain tea."
 Gu Chi leaned back, leaned on the chair, folded his arms, pursed his lips and said, "Naohua was ordered at the table next door. I want tofu nao. You ordered it wrong."
 "That's right." The proprietress pointed to He Zhai and explained, "His nickname is Tofu."
 As he spoke, He Zhai's head suddenly split open.
 His face was like a glass that had been hit hard, and cracks quickly covered it.
 He Zhai himself was still laughing.
 It's just that this human smile is gradually ferocious, and it's incompatible with his cracked face, and it looks very oozing when it sets off.
 then……
 Gu Chi also laughed.
 He looked at He Zhai and smiled even more pervertedly than He Zhai.
 I saw the corner of Gu Chi's mouth crooked, and he accidentally used too much force, the gap between his lips was torn to the base of his ears, and his face fell off piece by piece like an old yellowed jigsaw puzzle, revealing a dark white complexion. cheekbones.
 He Zhai: "...?"
 "Patter."
 Something is missing.
 Oh, it's Gu Chi's eyeballs.
 The two big eyeballs rolled down to the table, flicked twice, then turned half a circle to adjust the direction, staring straight at He Zhai and the others.
 The expressions of the ghosts were slightly stiff.
 Gu Chi raised his legs, his sunken eye sockets revealed an indescribable depth: "Smile, why don't you smile?"
 He Zhai: "..."
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 "Our task is only to clear the suspects hiding in the building, who stepped on the horse and directly blew up the building?!" 
 "Wait a minute, isn't this a horror survival game where you try to survive for seven days? Why is he killing monsters outside alone?" 
 "Let me emphasize again, the task of protecting Ms. Sha Ya this time is very difficult. I hope everyone will keep their spirits up... Wait a minute, I will answer the phone... What? Miss Sha Ya ran off with a man?! " 
 "Damn, who is this person? Can you still play the game well!"
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 Ten years later, this is an era where everyone invades another world! 
 [Your immortal glory is looked down upon, so your cultivation speed is +100%] 
 [Your fireball technique becomes excited when you see an indescribable scene, and it is upgraded to level 100] 
 [Your ice wall turns into an ice sculpture of the fairy sister because you are too lonely] 
 Ning Mo: You have to believe me, I don’t want to hit you, it’s the skill that does it!!
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 (This book is purely fictional and involves characters, plots, institutions, religions, etc., which have nothing to do with reality. Any similarities are purely coincidental, please do not substitute them.) 
 This is an open world, where technology and magic coexist, and demons and humans dance together. The courtyard that symbolizes the other world distinguishes the pride of settlers and adventurers. Here, humans are also on the side of the predators in the endless battle. 
 When the demon lord unfolds his giant wings that cover the sky, the burning holy sword, the protection of the world, and the glorious magic power build a palace of the void. 
 Kings, witches, ghosts, brave men, devils, there are always some special beings among adventurers who hunt monsters. It is the adventurer's job to compete with monsters for possession of the courtyard. 
 Mu Hua, a member of the Dandelion Brigade, is also one of many adventurers. 
 Many people who are familiar with Mu Hua are always curious about why he always gives strange names to the Terra life he created.
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 In the survival game, Wang Shuo finally got the treasure chest mentioned in the "Diary Prophecy" after many twists and turns. 
 But he didn't expect that he only got a skill of playing with mud. From then on, "How cold the winter is, how long the winter is, da da da, da da da..." became his curse. 
 Let's see how he thrives in the survival world with his ability to play with mud. 
 PS: [Difficult survival in the early stage, struggling to build a village in the middle stage, and passionate competition in the middle and late stages]
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 Jiang Ze inherited all the authority of the cosmic wonder “Apocalypse”.
 Using Apocalypse as the server, summon Skyblue Star’s friends to become Light Warriors.
 Therefore, there is an evil force in the universe.
 Think Tank Command: The other side is a group of brainless natives, and this wave of space war is stable.
 Sand sculpture player: The real friendship is that you have been mentally retarded for many years, and I will never leave you.
 Tower defense player: The sea of ​​​​worms is here again, guard Jiang Ze’s battle speed is set up, missile launchers, lithography arrays, mortars, mine throwing speed are set, and a wild monster is missed, count me as a loser! !
 Star Civilization: What? Is there a race that can compete head-on with the Zerg?
 What? Even the demon civilization was shattered by them?
 What? We became their sub-race?
 You say it again!!!
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 In his past life, he climbed to the 69th floor, and reached the limit of his potential.
 Now, reborn, he has returned to the past, when the almighty Tower first summoned him. He will work his way up again, step by careful step.
 This time, he will climb to the top.
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 In the big universe, there are many races, and the moment the earth was discovered, it was doomed to invade by other races. In order to survive, the earth's will was awakened, and Xu Feng, who was reborn ten years ago, embarked on a magnificent journey of survival in this game-like, doomsday-like world. 
 The new book "Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm" has been released!
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 The rich boy Zhou Xing fell into a long-term coma due to a car accident and was admitted to the ICU.
 In order for him to wake up as soon as possible, his brain was connected to the world-popular immersive magical online game “Sanctuary”, and was given a hidden professional Taoist by the system.
 In the game, he started from scratch, gradually figured out the truth behind the car accident, and since then embarked on the road of self-help and revenge.
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 He is not a born king. In fact, his origin is humbler than most people in this world, but he is a born lion-the legendary violet master Tifon Rodrini. 
 Years ago, on the Kultik Islands, an unknown female textile worker got pregnant by accident and gave birth to a sickly baby boy. Many years later, the boy became the savior of this broken world-the historical recorder, the guardian of time, the golden dragon Klossi. 
 “When the tide of destruction comes, how do you choose?” he asked. 
 “Avoid the edge for now.” I replied. 
 “What about your people?” he asked again. 
 I am silent and sacrifice is inevitable. I can’t save all my people, but afterwards, I will definitely get revenge! 
 “This is a wise man’s way, but there must be a stupid reef to stop the tide, even for a short while.” 
 This is his choice. For many years, he has been playing that stupid reef, blocking the orcs, blocking the undead, blocking everything. What we see is always the back of his charge, this is the luck of this era. 
 The final chapter of the memoir “The Lost and Glory of History” “Lion Heart King”-Archmage Jenna Rodrini 
 This should be the story of a king.
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 Question: How to run a script killing shop? 
 Jiang Qi: Simple. 
 You only need to have a script killing shop first, and then let the characters in the script killing come out to be your DM (script killing host), and then you can run a script killing shop correctly. 
 At first, Jiang Qi thought he was playing a business card game and the store he ran was a script-killing store. 
 Later he found out it was actually a restaurant. 
 A large amusement park with restaurants. 
 A shopping mall with rides and restaurants. 
 A resort with shopping mall rides and restaurants. 
 Jiang Qi:? 
 Does anyone still remember that I actually opened a script killing shop? 
 Game guide: 
 1. This game is a card game. There will be no penalty for mission failure. Players are asked to focus on cards and missions as a supplement, and work hard to collect cards. 
 2. Cards can be upgraded to a maximum of three stars. Players are asked to work hard to upgrade their cards. 
 3. This game has a high degree of freedom, players are welcome to explore on their own. 
 4. All interpretation rights belong to the game.
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 After the first year of the Chaos game. 
 All the monsters in the game have descended on the blue planet. 
 The entire blue planet has become a large Shura hell. 
 Dong Lei is reborn and comes back for his own destiny. 
 He sells off his family inheritance and spends 10 billion to recharge. 
 Enter the game and successfully obtain SSS-level talent. 
 Become an emperor admired by thousands of people!
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 Bracelet of Immortality, the mysterious sealed item that needed 26 fragments to completely unseal. Every unsealing giving an incredible power to the user.
 First Fragment, the power of Time. Second Fragment, the Power of healing. Third Fragment, the power of…
 What happens when Ryder Flynn finds the item inside the first Fully Immersive VRMMO. Why did the item follow him to the real world? Why is the Virtual World so real?
 A human-like System that knows too much? Why does it feel like my family member? Is it related to my strange memories?
 The System used to annoy me so much with its threatening quests but why is it that now I feel each of his quest saved me and my loved one indirectly?
 The memories of the past? Why do I remember being a god that created this bracelet? Why did I want to destroy everything. What did the other gods do?
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 "All scholars who study mysterious arts should understand the truth that dreams have no walls." 
 "At the end of that dreamland, there is the path to the highest divine land." 
 In 1926, on a midsummer night, a game anchor came to this world. What he saw was a haze that enveloped the entire world—— 
 Machine guns, trenches, esotericism, prohibition, mysticism; astrology, alchemy, magic, film, the path of the fire sword. 
 Four major years, twelve chen; triple spiral, tenth level of essence. 
 Ji Lan can only rely on foresight and extra points to escape from this haze, and deduce his own "player" path to reach the top. 
 "Did you know? If your gnosis is high enough and you watch a movie late at night, you will be forced into it..." 
 Keywords: Victorian dark fantasy, mysticism, esotericism, Cthulhu, occult practice, unlimited streaming, original copy
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