Chapter 448

While a more plausible guess is that if someone dies in a dream, they will be replaced by something, Feng Xue has already suffered amnesia at least twice. According to this theory, she should have been replaced long ago. Therefore, he felt that even if she was replaced by something, it would be a gradual process.

So the question is, why don't we die in real life?

Judging from the Ghost Hand's act of killing by lifting tiles, it would do anything if there was even the slightest chance, but in reality it doesn't move at all. This undoubtedly means that death is impossible in reality, or at least not accidental death.

But this seems to contradict the normal operating logic of a world.

Feng Xue had certainly considered that this world was reality, but that would raise questions about the concept of death and resurrection, not to mention the absurd idea of him becoming a "real person" in this world.

Ouch—my head is so itchy, I need to grow a brain!

As Feng Xue's mind raced, the other three were clearly startled by this sudden "attack," with Qing Jin frowning and saying:

"Doctor, your Obsession Item..."

"Obsession Item? Is that what this world calls Phantom Object?" Feng Xue pondered inwardly, but spoke with an air of nonchalance:

"I'm used to it. The more powerful something is, the more side effects it has, isn't it?"

"The side effect is that it can cause unexpected attacks on its owner..." The three of them grinned slightly, speechless for a moment. If it were them, they would definitely not want such a thing, no matter how powerful it was, otherwise they would probably not even be able to sleep peacefully.

Feng Xue didn't explain this, but continued to ponder the connection between immortality in reality and death in dreams. In fact, he could have directly asked the three investigators about Obsession Item, monsters, and the like, but his current persona was that of a fellow investigator. Asking such a question would not only fail to elicit an answer, but might even arouse unnecessary suspicion.

For example, something like the Corruptor.

As the four men, each lost in their own thoughts, slowly passed, suddenly, the detective jolted awake, pinched his brow hard, and pulled up until a bluish mark appeared before releasing his grip and saying:

"There's a consciousness in the sewers; it's not heavily polluted, but it's very perceptive."

"I'll try to lure it out." Snake Pupil nodded and whistled in a slightly low tone. The small Poisonous Snake immediately began to slither on the ground and finally disappeared into the corner of the room.

"I'll help you pinpoint the location." As if they had known each other for a long time, the detective immediately spoke up. Although Feng Xue no longer possessed any supernatural powers, she could still clearly sense that the two people's auras seemed to have changed slightly. If one had to put it in perspective, it would be that they had each shifted a little towards the other's aura.

"Is it an ability like mental synchronization? Is it a technique developed using the power of Phantom Object, or a mental mutation caused by long-term use of Phantom Object?"

Feng Xue pondered the power system of this Dream World, outwardly following Qing Jin and two others whose strides were identical. But just then, Snake Pupil's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a rather pitiful cry of alarm—

"Qing Qing!"

The sound was so shrill that it sounded like one's own child had been beaten.

Wait, child?

Feng Xue suddenly remembered the note on the other party's Phantom Object item and couldn't help but gasp.

However, not everyone was lost in thought like Feng Xue. As Qing Jin prepared for battle, the detective, rubbing his forehead, shouted:

"That thing is coming up, but it's not the Heart Devourer! It's very fast and impervious to poison!"

At this moment, Snake Pupil also realized what was happening. Her face was filled with intense anger, but she spoke very quickly:

"Go outside, Qing Qing will bring it out!"

After saying that, Snake Pupil took out a small pistol from his bag, flipped over and jumped out of the narrow window of the men's restroom. Detective and Qing Jin followed closely behind, and Feng Xue immediately caught up.

The four walked through the narrow alley and, led by Snake Pupil, stopped at a dark place. The only distinguishing feature of this place was a manhole cover.

"Almost there! In about five seconds..." The detective had already pinched his nose and forehead until they were bruised, but he still insisted on giving out the location.

"I understand!" Upon hearing this, Qing Jin immediately opened his palm, and a ball of white and blue flame, lacking warmth, slowly condensed in his palm. Then, the sewer cover was suddenly smashed open, and the green snake, missing half of its tail, hurriedly darted out. Looking at its small body, it was hard to imagine that it could smash open such a heavy sewer cover.

But this didn't seem like the time to ponder that. Before the so-called thing even showed itself, Qing Jin threw the ball of flame into the hole the Qing Jin snake had emerged from.

There was no explosion or dazzling flames, only a foul, sour smell wafting from under the manhole cover.

"Careful!"

Although no one made any predictions like "Did it succeed?", the detective's cries still signaled that the attack had failed.

Feng Xue slightly bent her knees and lowered her body. Just then, a shadow with a faint firelight finally rushed out from the dark sewer.

Only then did Feng Xue finally see the monster's appearance clearly. It was about the size of a small dog. Perhaps due to the corrosive flames of the Qing Jin, its skin had a nauseatingly rotten look. To describe it, it looked like bloody internal organs mixed with red and green paint were thrown into a blender and rolled for a few minutes. For a moment, it was impossible to tell what this thing actually looked like.

In that instant, as if seizing an opportunity, the ghost hand slammed down hard. Feng Xue felt her unwavering balance instantly shatter, and instead, she was thrown headlong into that disgusting thing that looked like something that would make an ordinary person never dare to eat meat products in their entire life.

However, Feng Xue obviously wouldn't die because of this, or rather, the Ghost Hand's inherent characteristic of "being destined to fail in killing its master" made this surprise attack doomed to failure.

The foundation of martial arts is balance. As Feng Xue fell, his body made corresponding adjustments. In the eyes of the three investigators, every joint of Feng Xue's body subtly twisted at that moment, allowing him to land firmly on his next step. Before they could even utter a word of "be careful," Feng Xue twisted his waist and threw a punch.

Although it may look like just a hook punch at first glance, anyone familiar with combat would find it strangely awkward.

That punch seemed to have no bones at all, twisted and bizarre. Compared to the monster that pounced like a wild beast, Feng Xue at this moment was more like a demon wielding tentacles.

These are the Heavenly Demon Aspects!