I Like to Kill in Dreams!

The laboratory.

A group of people in white coats wearing Dream Control Helmets twitched, then sat up in front of the many onlookers.

Ji Tianhe clicked the mouse and released the command!

A few seconds later, the volunteers reached out, groped around beside their beds, and grabbed the apples.

The sounds of crunching apples rose and fell, as the volunteers obediently held and ate them.

Amid the perfectly synchronized apple-eating, there was only one anomaly.

Song He picked up an apple, but did not take a single bite. Instead, he actually put it back down!

"What's going on? Is the spell ineffective against the boss?"

"The boss didn't eat it. Where did it go wrong?"

"Does the boss have higher magic resistance?"

Everyone curiously gathered around Song He, while some ran over to look at the computer in front of Ji Tianhe.

"The boss's brainwave pattern is a little different from everyone else's." Ji Tianhe scratched his head in confusion. "I'll send the signal again. Maybe it wasn't strong enough."

As he spoke, he clicked the mouse.

The command to eat the apple was sent again, and the signal grew stronger!

A few seconds later, the scene in the laboratory changed. The white coats gnawing on apples sped up, eating faster and faster!

Song He's hand moved, seemingly about to reach for the apple, but he quickly pulled it back and resisted the temptation.

The watching colleagues were secretly amazed.

"Holy crap, the boss really is born extraordinary. Even his dreams are different from everyone else's?"

"The boss has maxed out his magic resistance. Even this helmet can't control him."

"Terrifying. Is this the self-control of a top academic genius?"

Fan Tao turned to Ji Tianhe and suggested, "Can you increase the dosage? Use something stronger? It won't be dangerous, will it?"

A group of white coats immediately echoed her. Everyone wanted to see how long Song He could hold out, and whether he could continue resisting the urge to eat apples in his dream. His self-control was simply unbelievable!

Ji Tianhe hesitated. "The intensity has already been doubled. Should we increase it again?"

"We can increase it three more times," Ding Yangze said. "Didn't we test it on the Red-haired Gorilla at the zoo? Even at thirty times the intensity, the Red-haired Gorilla showed no adverse reaction. Humans can definitely withstand more than Red-haired Gorillas. Let's use five times as our safety limit. That's only one-sixth of the tested intensity. There's absolutely no problem!"

"If he feels uncomfortable, he'll wake up." Fan Tao was filled with anticipation. "Increase the dosage and see how long the boss can resist the temptation!"

Ji Tianhe hesitated for a moment. Indeed, the Dream Control Helmet's initial signal intensity was very weak. Since the Red-haired Gorillas had been fine under thirty times the intensity, five times should definitely be safe for humans.

He clicked the mouse and increased the dosage!

He could not increase it for Song He alone. All the helmets were controlled together, so the other volunteers immediately reacted after he clicked the mouse, gnawing at their apples even faster!

After hesitating for a moment, Song He really did grab the apple and clutched it tightly in his hand!

"It worked!" Fan Tao exclaimed in delight.

Suddenly, Song He's arm swung violently. Like a baseball player throwing with all his strength, he hurled the apple!

The apple shot out in a blur and slammed into Fan Tao's forehead with a bang. Her shrill scream sent the brainwaves on all the computers into a frenzy, and quite a few volunteers nearly woke up from her howling.

His colleagues were dumbfounded, staring in disbelief.

"Did the boss wake up?" Fan Tao clutched her forehead, stars spinning in her vision, and staggered to the desk, gripping its edge to keep herself from collapsing onto the floor.

"No, he's still asleep. His brainwaves are still those of sleep, but the pattern is very strange." Ji Tianhe struggled to keep a straight face. "This is what you get for egging me on to increase the dosage. Retribution came pretty quickly!"

Fan Tao grimaced in pain, sucking in hissing breaths and unable to say a word.

"The apple's shattered." Someone picked it up. "The boss's muscles aren't just for show. If that had been an iron ball, Sister Tao would be getting a funeral."

"Increase the dosage again!" Fan Tao gritted her teeth. "I refuse to believe this. Everyone else is gnawing on apples, so why won't the boss? The abnormal White Mouse must be studied carefully!"

After saying that, she immediately hid behind Ji Tianhe.

"Then we can increase it at most two more times. No more after that. If we want to go further, we'll have to wake the boss and ask for his consent." Ji Tianhe nodded. "Give the boss another apple!"

"Use a small one. Don't accidentally kill someone." Ding Yangze rummaged through the Apple Bag. "The boss really has become someone who likes to kill in dreams."

"Wouldn't a small apple have a higher initial velocity?" someone asked.

Everyone seriously considered the question, and no one said a word.

Ding Yangze found the smallest apple and cautiously walked over, placing it beside Song He's folding bed.

It was as if a time bomb had started counting down. The white coats in the laboratory collectively panicked, scrambling to hide behind their colleagues. The scene looked like a mass dance of turning in circles, with everyone spinning this way and that.

Ji Tianhe clicked the mouse again.

The effect was immediate. The volunteers' dreamwalking apple-eating sped up once more!

Song He remained unmoved. His legs swung rhythmically, as if he were walking in his dream.

After waiting for a while, Ji Tianhe clicked again. "This is the maximum dosage!"

The scene in the laboratory had become utterly absurd.

A group of white coats huddled tightly behind Ji Tianhe, like a large-scale game of Eagle Catches Chickens. Many stared at Song He fearfully. Song He was merely sitting there asleep, yet he made the cowards cower as though he were a tiger or wolf!

Beside Song He, a group of volunteers were wolfing down apples, their mouths opening and closing at high speed. The crunching sounded like a pack of hamsters that had gone three days without food. The scene was especially comical.

Everyone else was being controlled completely by the Dream Control Helmets, biting into apples nonstop like zombies attacking people. Song He alone had a completely different style. He had no intention of picking up an apple at all, merely swinging his legs and muttering under his breath.

"What's the boss saying?" someone asked.

"I don't know. Go listen."

"Me? Why me? Can't you go?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Obviously I'm afraid he'll pick up an apple and crack my skull with it! He's like an auto-aiming turret!"

"Sister Tao, get in there! You were the one who suggested increasing the boss's dosage. Go over and listen to what he's mumbling. This is very important for the experiment!"

"I... I'm dizzy from being hit!"

A group of useless people shoved and pushed one another. Not a single one had the courage to go over and listen to the boss's dream-talk. The laboratory echoed with the cowards' whispered attempts to egg each other on.

Ji Tianhe sighed and clicked the mouse repeatedly. The volunteers gnawing on apples gradually slowed down.

Hundreds and thousands of apples covered the corridor, round and rolling across the floor. The sight was so spectacular that it looked as if an apple-picking truck had overturned in the hallway.

Song He was dumbfounded.

Dreams really were prone to chaos. It seemed that his obsession with eating apples had already invaded this dream, making apples appear everywhere.

"Song He! Eat an apple!" Zhao Yiyi's voice rang out from the classroom.

"Old Song, eat an apple!" Ning Mo shouted.

"Eat apples! Eat apples! Eat apples!" the entire class shouted.

Immediately afterward, one small apple after another was thrown out of the classroom door. More and more came bouncing out with a clatter, as lively as a reservoir opening its floodgates and sending a torrent of fish surging forth!

Song He ran forward until he reached the neighboring classroom, then looked inside.

Liu Lu stood on the podium teaching biology, with a giant apple drawn on the blackboard.

"Eh, Song He?" Liu Lu turned her face toward him. "Can't find any apples? I have one here. Catch!"

With that, a small apple appeared in Liu Lu's hand, and she tossed it over with a whoosh.

Song He did not even try to catch it. He turned and continued running forward. He wanted to see what other tricks this bizarre place could pull!