A Strange Phenomenon Appeared in Reality, a Terrifying Horror

The current situation is clearly heading in a direction of disorder.

Gao Linzhi was well aware that if this continued, the economy would rapidly decline until it returned to the era of universal rationing.

Because people lack confidence in spending.

The current corporate system will collapse.

Gao Linzhi observed for a while, about an hour, Yao Li the city when suddenly, a belated alarm blared, tearing through the sky.

The alarm sound was spreading outwards from the large screen at the intersection.

Gao Linzhi was speechless.

The city's management company is far too slow to react to this strange situation.

A full hour passed before they finally sounded the alarm.

Wait a minute, Gao Linzhi suddenly understood.

This wasn't because they were slow-witted; rather, they wanted to use ordinary people as a shield to buy themselves time to escape.

Otherwise, if the alarm sounds, there will be traffic jams on the roads, and although there won't be any traffic jams in the air, the aerial targets will be too large.

They are easily targeted by strange individuals.

Gao Linzhi leaped onto a tall building and, sure enough, saw dozens of luxury cars speeding along the highway leading out of the city.

Clearly, they were Company Executive who had known the news well in advance.

And the direction they were running towards was naturally the rural refuge.

Meanwhile, people in the city who heard the alarm were fleeing in all directions.

Cars suddenly surged out of the city, and they were quickly stuck in traffic.

Many people had no choice but to abandon their cars and leave on foot.

Run!

"We can't escape! We need to get to the nearest shelter right away!"

"Go to the air-raid shelter."

"Damn it, that's weird. What's the point of air-raid shelters?"

"It's better than being exposed on the ground."

And so, many people rushed into a subway shelter.

In a corner of the subway, people huddled together nervously.

Gao Linzhi, on the other hand, remained hidden, standing atop a tall building.

He sensed it; a strange creature was about to appear.

Sure enough, not long after, a cloud of White Mist suddenly appeared on the large screen at the intersection.

After the White Mist appeared, it quickly took shape.

A huge, white monster began to roam the city.

Gao Linzhi recognized the strange creature's true nature at a glance.

That was the Dream Eater —a monster born from collective fear.

It is slowly wandering through the city; the greater the fear, the faster it grows.

Therefore, it doesn't rush to devour every exposed person, but instead launches a surprise attack from time to time.

It can be said that people can adapt quickly to the appearance of demons and monsters.

What most people fear most is that one second everything is fine, and the next second, a strange creature, a skeleton, or a demon appears right in front of their face.

Therefore, many websites banned such sudden-face attacks from filming long ago, as this could potentially kill a heart patient.

For example, in the novel "Young Justice Bao," when Bao Qingtian dreams that a beautiful woman suddenly turns into a skeleton, it became a childhood nightmare for many people.

And now, this Dream Eater is just that.

It transformed into various shapes, suddenly appearing before one fleeing person after another.

"Ah! Ah!" The crowd was terrified.

Their panic exacerbated this bizarre growth.

Gao Linzhi observed coldly, showing no intention of making a direct move.

He's not going to be Superman.

They won't become Zu Guo People either.

At this very moment.

In that subway shelter.

First, the water stains on the ceiling started to wriggle, as if something was breathing on the other side of the wall.

Then came the smell—not a putrid stench, but a more primal, metallic scent, sweet and metallic with the scent of amniotic fluid, filling everyone's lungs.

Then an eye, more than half a meter long and bloodshot, was forced out of the void.

The pupils were vertical slits, like a cat's, but colder than any feline.

Its sclera was even covered with tiny, wriggling tentacles.

Each of the filaments has a smaller, blinking eye at its end.

Just one glance is enough to make someone lose their mind.

No one dared to scream.

Everyone held their breath at that moment.

The one-eyed creature suddenly blinked.

The closest person to it was a young mother pushing a stroller.

She tilted her head back, her mouth open.

Her skin suddenly started to break out in large blisters.

Tiny eyeballs emerged from those bubbles.

Those eyeballs were wriggling, trying to pop out of her own flesh.

It's absolutely terrifying for people with trypophobia.

She collapsed very quickly.

The empty stroller overturned.

We should be thankful that the father ran away with the baby early on.

Panic is delayed.

In the first second, people were like a videotape that had been paused.

The next second, someone started vomiting, and the vomit contained black, stringy substances.

In the third second, someone finally made a sound—not a scream, but a squeezed, forced "clucking" sound from deep in the throat, like a chicken's last struggle before its trachea is cut.

The eye moved again.

It merely gazed at the crowd without directly hunting them down.

At that moment, a man in a suit came face to face with the one-eyed man.

He was just on his phone making a call to let his family know he was safe.

His wife's voice came through the receiver, asking, "Hello? Hello?"

But his body had already lost the ability to respond.

He began to fold—not bend, but fold, like a piece of paper, folded in half and then in half again by an invisible hand.

His bones cracked like firecrackers, eventually turning into a twitching lump of flesh no bigger than a suitcase.

The phone fell to the ground and the screen shattered.

The wife's voice still stubbornly came through. "Husband, why aren't you saying anything?"

Where are you?

"Come back soon!"

However, there was no response.

The bizarre and terrifying is revealing its full form.

And the void beneath that eye continued to tear apart.

The larger part of the one-eyed creature is trying to squeeze into this world.

It keeps changing color.

Its body gradually emerged, like a deep-sea fish, like an embryo, like the sum of all the forms that humans have ever feared in evolutionary history.

Venomous snakes, crocodiles, spiders...

It has no fixed shape.

It merely flickers between "existence" and "non-existence," and with each flicker, a dozen or so people die in different ways.

Some people melted instantly.

Like a candle, bones were the wick, fat was the fuel, flowing on the tiled floor as a pool of blood with hair.

Someone suddenly multiplied.

They grew another version of themselves from behind, then two versions of themselves, and then each of them grew a new one, like paper figures being folded in half repeatedly.

Until the limit of cell division is reached, each copy directly turns into fragments.

Some people, however, have had their existence forgotten by the world.

They stood still, their skin gradually becoming transparent, revealing the muscles beneath. The muscles became transparent again, revealing the bones. The bones became transparent again, until finally only a human-shaped outline remained.

They were like pencil sketches erased by an eraser, even the process of falling was omitted.

Brave people still exist.

A security guard hiding behind a vending machine bravely pulled the trigger.

The bullet pierced the eye.

But there was no blood, only a viscous, fluorescent liquid slowly seeping out.

The one-eyed man frowned slightly.

This is probably the first time it has been attacked and harmed in this new world.

Many anomalies are immune to physical attacks, but of course, some are not.

It looked at the brave security guard.

The security guard's gun fell to the ground.

His hands were still in the grip of the gun.

But the part below his hands had suddenly left him, like disassembled Lego bricks, neatly arranged behind him.

From fingers to shoulders, each piece maintains perfect spacing.

He looked down at his broken shoulder, a confused expression on his face, before realizing he was about to scream.

However, his lungs were no longer inside his body; they were above the trash can three meters away, slowly deflating like two punctured balloons.

The terrifying single eye continued to scan its surroundings.

It seems to be creating different kinds of fear.

It is learning and understanding the "fear" law of this world.

It begins to create a "delayed" death.

It keeps some people alive, but plants something inside them.

Soon those people transformed into one physical monster after another, spreading fear throughout the city.

Gao Linzhi naturally noticed this.

He arrived at the subway shelter where the riots had broken out.

He wanted to see how the anomaly behaved in the real world.

At this moment, the many monsters created by the one-eyed creature began to move around along the passageways of the subway shelter.

They searched the tunnels and rooms of the subway shelter.

Inside a branch tunnel of the subway.

"It's coming down," someone said, trembling.

Suddenly, a metallic twisting sound came from inside the ventilation duct.

Then came the heavy sound of footsteps, "Thump, thump, thump."

The iron door of the tunnel shelter began to deform, revealing fist-shaped marks.

No, no... A mother hugged her child tightly.

"Boom!" A loud explosion followed.

The iron gate flew off.

In the darkness, a gigantic body pieced together from countless human faces squeezed in.

Every face on it screamed silently, streaming down its face with black tears.

It opened its mouth—a toothless, pure, dark maw.

"Fear..." A strange voice, like the whispers of millions, "Give me... your fear..."

The people here were instantly devastated.

Some screamed, some cried, and some tried to rush to the emergency exit but were choked by an invisible force and left hanging in mid-air.

Just then...

Excuse me.

As people panicked, a calm voice came from behind the crowd.

People turned their heads in a daze.

Gao Linzhi noticed that a young man in a white trench coat was looking down at his phone.

It was as if the loud bang was just a notification that the subway was delayed.

He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and carrying a bag of freshly bought convenience store bread in his left hand.

The multifaceted monster seemed to be enraged by this unusual calm.

Its countless faces turned to him at the same time, emitting a piercing shriek!

The young man sighed and put his phone back in his pocket.

"I didn't want to work overtime."

"The companies in this city are incredibly stingy."

"I despise them so much."

The moment the strange creature lunged at him, he moved—not backward, but forward.

He pulled a pen from the inside pocket of his trench coat with his right hand and drew a bright silver arc in the air.

"First," his voice remained calm, "since you are made of fear, therefore—"

The nib of the pen touched the face at the very center of the strange creature.

"Then you need a realistic anchor."

A burst of silver light erupted.

The monster let out a painful roar.

That ordinary fountain pen had somehow inscribed some kind of rune within it, directly fixing its form, which had been formed from nothingness, into the physical world!

"Secondly," the young man said, dodging the strange counterattack.

The bread bag he was holding in his left hand casually slipped over a strange, sharp claw.

"Now that you have mass, you have inertia."

"You must now abide by our rules of physics. Newton, the great god, will not allow you to disobey; he will come out of his coffin to speak with you."

He used the force to pull, and the strange, enormous body lost its balance and crashed into the wall with a thud.

"At last..."

The man in White Robe picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground and weighed it in his hand.

"--Your current density is approximately 1.3 times that of water."

He smiled, his eyes crinkling behind his glasses. "And here, in the subway station, water is the last thing we need."

He stomped on and broke the valve of the fire hydrant.

"Boom--"

The high-pressure water jet, like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, completely engulfed the strange creature.

Those bodies fixed by the runes could not escape by becoming ethereal. Under the impact of the water pressure, the pieced-together faces began to peel away and dissolve, emitting mournful cries of resentment.

The young man stood in the water curtain, his white trench coat soaked through, yet he calmly adjusted his glasses.

"If your density is greater than water, you'll sink." He looked at the strange creature being swept into the puddle below the track. "That's just middle school physics."

"The rigid laws of physics will destroy you."

"And another thing, the laws of thermodynamics, will cause your unstable structure to disintegrate rapidly."

The bizarre thing, just as he said, ended with a final scream drowned out by the sewage.

The shelter was deathly silent.

The man in White Robe shook the water off his hands, bent down to pick up the bag of mushy bread, and looked regretful.

"... My Tuna Bread."

"This stingy company won't reimburse you."

Gao Linzhi smiled.

This is clearly a player.

He's a player with principles.

Although this person was pretentious and deliberately mysterious, he was still fulfilling his duties.

The young man turned and headed towards the exit.

As he passed by Gao Linzhi, he suddenly stopped.

He naturally couldn't see Gao Linzhi's presence.

I just instinctively felt that there should be someone here.

"Whoever you are," he then held out a business card with only a phone number on it, "Call this number if you have nightmares later. The first three times are free."

"Of course, you might not need it."

"Then let's give it to someone else."

Gao Linzhi smiled.

He snatched the business card from thin air.

He glanced at it, then tossed the business card to a dazed office worker next to him.

The office worker blankly accepted the business card, watching the soaking wet white figure disappear at the end of the corridor.

The business card had a line of small print:

"Consultation and Handling of Abnormal Phenomena - Bai Ze"

This person is not bad.

Bai Ze is a deity in ancient Chinese mythology.