The soil was wet and soft. Yu Xing regained consciousness and felt the cold raindrops continuously hitting his face.

The sound of rain poured into his ears. Yu Xing opened his eyes and saw tiny water droplets formed by condensed mist on his eyelashes.

It was raining.

Judging from the situation, the rain was heavy, just like the sudden heavy rain implanted in his memory.

He raised his hand to shield his face from the rain and realized that he was lying on the ground. Fortunately, the ground was covered with grass and not too muddy.

"Awake?" A rough male voice sounded beside him. Yu Xing quickly sat up and stood up neatly, looking at the person who spoke.

It was Nightmare, who looked like Longzhou.

"Awake." Yu Xing opened his mouth, and raindrops floated into his mouth. It tasted bitter, and his wet hair stuck to his forehead. "What do you call this ability of yours?"

"Dreamscape." Nightmare admitted generously. She held a gun and leaned against the trunk of a tree. "What about you? Is what you said about cooperation true?"

Before Yu Xing could respond to Nightmare's question, he felt dizzy because he got up too quickly. He shook his head a few times.

"What's wrong with you?" Nightmare looked at him inexplicably. Did her Dreamscape suddenly gain the ability to harm enemies?

Then she heard Yu Xing covering his head and calmly saying after a while, "Anemia."

Nightmare was relieved.

The darkness in front of Yu Xing's eyes faded away. He picked up a black broadleaf and put it on his head to shield himself from the rain. He took a good look around.

They were still under those few trees. Prophet Song Quan and Carlos, who looked like a doctor, were still lying on the ground, unconscious. The members of Team 2 were nowhere to be found, and they were not hanging from the trees as shown in Nightmare's false world.

After all, the actions in Nightmare's Dreamscape were all imagined by her, so she didn't go to save them.

Just now, Yu Xing asked Nightmare in the Dreamscape, "Cooperate? While your nightmare-like ability is still effective, let me out, and I will kill the prophet."

Nightmare replied, "What's in it for me? The magician is my hunting target, and you and the magician are together. After using me to kill the prophet, you will kill me?"

"Your ability must have limitations, such as when you bring someone into this false world, you can't harm others in the real world." Yu Xing was full of confidence in this. "So when your ability expires, you won't have this opportunity. Rest assured, if you choose to cooperate, I guarantee that you won't die."

He was right.

Nightmare's Dreamscape could only bring the other person into the dream world one hundred percent for the first time.

And this ability actually leaned more towards self-preservation. By simulating a scene in advance, it could be seen what the person brought into the Dreamscape would do as things developed.

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But for balance, the people in the Dreamscape would not suffer any real harm. Nightmare could leave the Dreamscape in advance but couldn't harm the person who fell into a coma. Otherwise, there would be a backlash from the rules, and the consequences would be dire.

So Nightmare agreed and brought Yu Xing out of the Dreamscape.

"Aren't you going to release the magician?" Yu Xing pointed to the unconscious Carlos.

"No, I have to keep him as a hostage. In case you kill the prophet and then break your promise and want to kill me, I would rather take someone down with me." Nightmare raised her chin, unable to say the word "I" this time.

"Okay, as long as you are at ease." Yu Xing smiled slightly, not caring about the rain-soaked Carlos.

Nightmare was a quasi-righteous player.

Although her name had a faintly terrifying meaning, surprisingly, her thoughts were very upright.

Yu Xing deliberately mentioned earlier that the prophet needed to use human flesh and blood as a sacrifice, implying and silently making Nightmare disgusted with the prophet.

If Nightmare chose to cooperate, she would be spared and allowed to survive for five days. When the final settlement came, only fifty percent of her points would be deducted.

Better than losing her life.

Nightmare had no objections to this. If the hunting target was not from the fallen line and had acceptable values, she would rather lose fifty percent of her points than kill someone.

Killing was just a trick played by the fallen line audience!

She coldly watched Yu Xing walk towards the unconscious prophet and said, "You can't harm him while he's unconscious, or I will be backlashed. I will put his consciousness back later, and you can take the opportunity to attack."

"Okay."

The moment Song Quan opened his eyes, he felt the air in his chest suddenly imprisoned, and then a huge force came from his neck.

He widened his eyes and saw a young curly-haired man with a smile on his face, looking at him gently.

"Goodbye, prophet. If you weren't killing people to raise little ghosts, I actually have many ways to avoid your attacks and let you leave alive. Unfortunately..." Yu Xing exerted force with his hand. He was the one being choked just now, but now the roles were reversed.

"Little prophet, did you predict that you would die here today?"

Tear.

But it wasn't the sound of Yu Xing breaking the prophet's neck.The little paper man, which had somehow crawled into the Prophet's coat pocket, emerged and destroyed itself.

The Prophet stopped struggling for a moment, a crack appearing on his face, extending into his clothes.

Yu Xing let go.

Hunting required personally killing the target, otherwise it wouldn't be considered a successful hunt. Therefore, he couldn't kill the Prophet himself. Instead, he allowed Carlos to subtly slip the little paper man into the Prophet's pocket while taking advantage of A Bai's cheerful personality and the Prophet, Song Quan, acting like brothers. The paper man self-destructed, killing the Prophet.

Yu Xing didn't know what conditions the paper man needed to meet to do this. All he knew was that the paper man had three abilities: "Disaster Prevention", "Scouting", and "Curse".

This was Carlos's secret. Yu Xing was quite envious of Carlos having such a practical offering.

Nightmare observed his expression, unable to discern his thoughts for a moment.

She felt that Yu Xing and the magician didn't seem very close... If Yu Xing decided to kill her regardless of the magician's fate, she would be helpless!

Yu Xing walked towards her.

Nightmare felt an inexplicable eeriness from him and took a step back.

"Um..."

Yu Xing smiled, appearing very friendly.

But Nightmare had just seen Yu Xing kill the Prophet with this same expression...

"Wait!" she said.

"Hmm?" Yu Xing looked at the suddenly panicked Nightmare with some surprise. He didn't recall saying he was going to abandon her... He just wanted Nightmare to wake Carlos up.

Nightmare took another step back. "Wait, wait, you don't have to kill me. I'm willing to deduct fifty percent of my points. I won't hunt."

Suddenly, Yu Xing became interested.

He didn't say anything, just smiled and watched her.

He wanted to see what Nightmare's survival instinct would make her say.

"Don't come any closer, Xing. I'll wake Carlos up now. You go check on him." Nightmare raised her hand, almost lifting her gun.

"What if I turn around and you shoot me?" Yu Xing asked.

"I won't!"

Nightmare threw her gun away, stood her ground, and said confidently, "I'm not that kind of person. And do you know why I agreed to cooperate without much hesitation?"

"Oh? Why?" Yu Xing asked.

Nightmare was very serious, recalling the eyes in her illusion and the feeling deep in her soul spreading to her heart. "I like you! I fell in love with you at first sight."

"That's right, you heard right. I fell in love with you at first sight!"

Yu Xing was taken aback.

He was momentarily stunned. After all, in this kind of deduction competition, everyone was in competition with each other, naturally wary of each other. It was hard to develop feelings like liking someone.

So, this must be Nightmare saying whatever she could to save her life, right?

But such a lie was useless.

Hmm... Girls really do think differently.

At this moment, the bullet screen started to laugh.

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