New Night, Old Dreams

The wise villagers all know: never go out at night.

So, even if players are anxious and have nothing to do, they can only wait until the Dark Sun rises the next day to search for Eupusca's whereabouts. Thus, how to spend the night becomes the first problem facing the players.

This is actually not a problem at all, because players who have gone through various Trials can rest almost anywhere, whether it's a swamp, Coffin Camp, or a sewer. As long as there is a piece of ground where they can lie down, they can have a space to rest.

The problem is that some people simply don't want to waste this long night and want to go out and continue gathering information about the Trials.

Where there are rolls, there are also displays, and thus the disagreement arises.

Cheng Shi, currently the member with the most influence in the team, proposed the following solution:

I don't care what you guys do, I need to sleep eventually.

So he lay down again and pretended to fall asleep once more.

After he rested, Hong Lin and the Puppeteer sat down and closed their eyes one after another. Only the Hunter and Zuo Qiu showed slight changes in their expressions and quietly pushed open the door and went out.

Clearly, these two were looking for some fresh stories in the darkness.

After they went outside and found no one there, they exchanged a glance and then went their separate ways.

Not long after, Jiang Wu Mei, who had walked to the other side, returned. He looked in the direction Zuo Qiu had left and pondered for a moment before turning his gaze back into the room.

"Night has fallen, sweet dreams begin."

He muttered something to himself, then pushed the door open again and tiptoed inside. Seeing the three people resting peacefully in the room, he hesitated for a moment, then walked to a spot not far from Cheng Shi, quietly sat down, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Just then, a noise came from outside the door again. The Historian who had just disappeared quietly opened the door a crack and looked at Jiang Wu Mei sitting next to Cheng Shi, revealing a knowing smile.

"Interesting, Dream-Peeking Ranger!"

Dream-Peeking Ranger, the Hunter of Memory.

At this point, the Hunter who had been disguised all along finally revealed his true colors, but at the same time, he had also gotten what he wanted.

Because when you peek into someone's dreams, you're looking for interesting dreams.

As for whether Cheng Shi's dream was meaningful or not, Jiang Wu Mei felt it definitely was. After all, Cheng Shi was a ruthless person who had once tricked Zhen Yi, and the dreams of ruthless people are usually meaningful.

So let me see what interesting things are hidden in the Fate Weaver's dreams.

Jiang Wu Mei woke up and found himself in what seemed to be an elementary school classroom. There were dozens of children sitting in the classroom, and a middle-aged woman with a fat face and a mean look was standing on the podium.

The middle-aged woman was talking to the children, while the Hunter stood at the classroom door, looking inside, as if he were invisible.

Gradually, his hearing began to return, and he heard the noisy chatter of young children and the harsh scolding of his female teacher.

"Shut up, all of you! Stop arguing! Sit down!"

Don't blame me for not telling you, the uncles and aunties coming tomorrow don't like noisy children. If you want to have moms and dads like the other kids outside, you'd better be An Jing and don't cause any trouble!

With that, the middle-aged woman left, grumbling and cursing. As she reached the door, she spat out a look of envy.

"Pah, a bunch of bastards! I wonder who's so lucky to be chosen by such a wealthy family!"

Jiang Wu Mei frowned as he watched the middle-aged woman walk away, and then he realized, oh, so this is an orphanage.

"Cheng Shi, an orphan..."

He turned to look around the classroom, searching for Cheng Shi, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anyone who looked similar. Then, a little girl in the front row, right under his nose, cautiously asked her deskmate:

"Little Ten, our uncles and aunts will be coming to see us tomorrow, why aren't you taking off your mask yet?"

Mask?

Jiang Wu Mei taken aback. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the little brat standing right in front of him was wearing a lifelike Human Skin mask!

No, how could something like this appear in an orphanage?

Did the little kid make this himself?

How could such a tiny kid make something like this? What did he use to make it? Why didn't he even notice?!

Jiang Wu Mei was immediately intrigued by the child. He abandoned his search for Cheng Shi and moved closer to examine the little boy.

To be honest, his principle in dream voyeurism was not to find the protagonist of the dream, but to collect interesting things from all over the place. This could satisfy his special hobby and also allow him to present these interesting stories to his Lord of Grace, which was a win-win situation.

So he began to study the little boy's mask, and upon closer inspection, he discovered the mask's roughness and ingenuity.

This was not a lifelike Human Skin mask, but a disguise made of dough and mud. And the disguise was not perfect, but the boy was clever. He hid almost all the flaws under his fine hair and in the shadow of his jawbone, so that at first glance, it was indeed impossible to tell that there was something on his face.

After hearing what the little girl said, the boy called Little Ten immediately covered her mouth and whispered, "Keep your voice down, or if Granny Rong catches you, my mask will be confiscated again."

"But you won't be chosen because you're dressed so ugly. I heard from Little Seven that uncles and aunts all like pretty kids. You're clearly pretty, so why..."

"Hehe, Little Seven is lying to you. He went to the office to eavesdrop on Granny Rong's conversation. When he came back, he told me that these two uncles and aunts don't like good-looking children. They are rich and want to keep a low profile, so their children can't be too pretty."

Look, this new mask I worked on all night doesn't look as good on me, does it?

"Huh? Why is he like this? Then I want a mask too."

"?" The little boy was stunned. "How can that be? If I give you one, I'll have done it for nothing!"

"Oh right, then forget it, you can have the chance. I'll wait for another uncle or aunt who likes pretty kids."

"That's true, but there's something odd about what you're saying..."

The two children's innocent words made Jiang Wu Mei to laugh. He looked around for a while and found that this Little Ten was very likely the Cheng Shi he was looking for, so he was even happier.

"Cheng Shi was interesting when he was a child."

Not long after, the children dispersed. Jiang Wu Mei followed the little boy to the restroom outside the classroom and watched him peel off the thin mask from his face bit by bit. A glint flashed in his eyes.

It really was him!

Cheng Shi!

His eyebrows and facial features are exactly the same as the one in the Trials!

But it's obvious that Xiao Cheng Shi is more refined and cuter. No wonder he covered his face. With his looks, any adopter would choose him at first sight.

If Little Seven's information is correct, then he really should hide his face.

As soon as Cheng Shi took off his mask, the dream gradually dissipated. Jiang Wu Mei was not surprised at all, because he knew that this was the real dream. There is never a complete dream in a person's mind.

All Memory are rearranged in a scattered and disordered manner, and then one scene after another plays out in the consciousness of the sleeping person.

Jiang Wu Mei's vision went dark as Cheng Shi's consciousness faded. When he woke up again, he was already standing downstairs at the orphanage.

Standing before him was a distinguished-looking couple. The refined husband was confirming adoption details with the orphanage, while his gentle wife was comforting the child.

The lucky winner was a little boy who nervously fidgeted with his fingers, seemingly at a loss, but Jiang Wu Mei clearly saw an undisguised glee in his eyes.

Oh, by the way, this little boy is very handsome, but he is obviously not Xiao Cheng Shi, but the one in the orphanage who is the second most handsome after Xiao Cheng Shi.

Jiang Wu Mei some impression of him, but didn't know what the boy's name was.

By this time, the hospital staff had finished explaining everything. The hospital director, with his large beer belly, laughed heartily, patted the young boy's head, and instructed his refined husband:

"In that case, Little Seven will be left in the care of you two, Director Du. Little Seven, now that you're at Uncle Du's house, oh no, you should call him Dad now, hahaha."

"Dean Hu, please don't joke with the child. Let him go home and get to know the child for a while. I think this child is pretty and has kind eyes. He must be a good child. The education here in the hospital is very good."

"Haha, of course! I'm not bragging, but the education in our institute hasn't been neglected for a single day. Of course, this wouldn't have been possible without the support of donors like you. I'd like to thank you all..."

Watching the two men complimenting each other, Jiang Wu Mei smiled knowingly.

"Little Seven, that's interesting."

He turned to look at Xiao Cheng Shi, who was peering out of the window of the orphanage, and suddenly wondered what he was thinking.

So he lightly jumped, and his whole body floated like a feather to the window where Cheng Shi was, and then he heard the most interesting sentence of the night.

Xiao Cheng Shi stood by the window, gazing at Little Seven who had been adopted. He gently stroked the mask in his hand, neither crying nor angry, his composure completely unlike that of a child his age. He nodded as if he understood, muttering to himself:

I was scammed.

Little Seven lied to me.

So this is how lies are used.