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Chapter 342
"Mr. Mellon, do you still remember how you got here?" Cobb stepped forward and asked.

Mellon was affected by this question and opened his eyes, and looked at Cobb inexplicably: "Didn't I come here when you were on the street..., Jie...?"

"Think again, how did you show up in the office?" Cobb asked.

"Appear? I'll just ride in the car, get out of the car, and walk..."

As he spoke, Mellon felt something was wrong.

His previous memories were still at his mistress's house in a small town, but suddenly he was back in his office in New York, and a large part of his experience was blank.

In an instant, Mellon recalled the anti-dream-stealing training he had experienced.

Then look at a few people around.

Tall, short, fat and thin, both male and female, they are not professional gangsters at first glance.

That's right, I am in a dream now, and these people are intruders.

But why do they need to remind themselves?

"It seems that Mr. Mellon has understood."

"Ah."

Mellon nodded and gradually calmed down.

According to the content of the training, being hijacked in a dream is actually no big deal, you just need to find a chance to commit suicide.

"Mr. Mellon, first of all, I want to remind you of one thing. We are using a strong sedative this time, so don't do stupid things, otherwise no one will be able to save you."

When Cobb saw his eyes rolling around, he understood what he wanted to do.

"Strong sedative? What floor are we on now?"

Mellon may not have known the effects of powerful sedatives before he came into contact with Shi Qiang and Owen, but since hiring them, he has become very aware of the disadvantages of powerful sedatives.

Reminded by Cobb, he instantly gave up the idea of ​​suicide.

"On the first floor." Cobb replied.

He wasn't telling the truth.

When they were hijacked on the street just now, they were on the first floor, but not now.

Now they are hiding in a residential house on the first floor. The five of them and Mellon are all lying on the floor, and the sedative injection integrator loaded with the automatic control system is in the middle.

With brain-computer cooperation, they no longer need to keep one person on each floor.

"What do you want to do?" Mellon asked.

"What we want is very simple, who do you intend to inherit the property in the will." Cobb replied.

"I won't tell you." Mellon frowned and turned away from them.

"It's useless. You know our purpose now. In the next level of dreams, the answer will be protected by your subconscious. As long as we find it, we will know the answer."

Cobb laughed.

Mellon, who has been trained in this principle, also knows that in dreams, the more secrets you want to hide, the more clearly they will be revealed. Although they will be protected by the subconscious, it will also allow the dream thief to have a clear goal.

There are no impregnable fortresses.

With a goal, the Dream Thief always has a way to steal it.

"You don't want to succeed. In the next dream, my guards will be even stronger. When the time comes, let them send you all into the Lost Realm."

"Then we'll see."

The pharmacist began to prepare the equipment, and Cobb stepped forward to fix Mellon again, and tied the syringe for him by the way.

The machine is automatically controlled, and after everyone is ready, the injection device is activated, and everyone falls asleep together, entering the third dreamland together.

Under the subconscious influence, everyone and Mellon were directly separated.

Mellon entered a large villa on a small island. The entire villa was guarded layer by layer. The defense was so strong that even a mouse couldn't get in.

Cobb and others were assigned to a yacht.

"Everyone, let's encourage each other."

Cobb cheered everyone up.

"I haven't been to Lost Land yet, so this time I'll go and have a look." Eames said naughty words to adjust the atmosphere.

"You don't have to worry too much. I have tested it. Even if we enter the lost domain, the brain machine will still exist, and we won't let us stay for too long."

Everyone remembered that when Cobb was tested before, it only took a few seconds to wake up, so there is really no need to be too scared.

"Let's get started, this mission can be said to be the easiest one in my career."

"Hahaha, that's right!"

The yacht was launched and sailed towards the island.

The guards on the island quickly discovered the sudden appearance of the ship and began broadcasting to drive it away.

"This island is a private area, please leave immediately."

"This island is a private area, please leave immediately."

...

The yacht did not stop, but continued to move forward with the sign of S0S.

The guards on the island did not attack after seeing the sign, allowing the yacht to dock smoothly at the small pier.

Everyone on the yacht checked their weapons and equipment and began to attack.

Under the surprise attack, all the guards near the pier were wiped out, and everyone began to attack the big villa.

Whoosh!boom!
There was a violent explosion.

The villa actually launched an RPG towards the pier.

The pharmacist was blown to pieces in an instant, and the others escaped unharmed because of their scattered actions and quick dodging.

"Get the grenade!"

Eames loaded his rifle grenade launcher with a grenade, aimed at the spot where the missile had just been fired, and fired a cannonball.

boom!sound.

The little house was engulfed in a fireball.

The crowd continued to attack.

The two sides shot wildly, and the bullets were tilted towards each other as if they were free of charge.

The cover of Cobb's attack was not as good as the defensive guards. Adrian and Arthur were shot to death one after another.

Only Cobb and Eames are left alive.

"Die too fast."

Eames sighed.

"It's time to get serious," Cobb reminded.

"it is good."

"Brain machine, shooting assistance!"

"receive."

In an instant, the scene in front of the two of them changed, and many auxiliary images appeared in front of them, and a front sight suddenly appeared where the gun was pointing.

Exactly the same as playing games.

With the help of brain-computer assistance, the shooting accuracy of the two men was greatly improved, almost killing one person with one shot.

Soon they entered the villa.

But it doesn't stop there.

Eames was killed directly by the melee grenade.

Cobb was better, because Mellon gave the order to stay alive. After he was shot in the shoulder, he surrendered.

The injured Cobb was escorted to Mellon.

"I didn't expect you to be so weak."

Mellon was smug, and now he felt that the anti-dream training that he spent a lot of money on was really worth it.

"This time I'm unlucky, I admit it."

Cobb pretends to be a bachelor.

"Do you want to go to Lost Domain?" Mellon asked.

Cobb had a tangled expression on his face, as if he was making a difficult decision. Finally, as if he had figured it out, he sighed and shook his head.

"That's right, as long as you answer a few questions for me, I'll let you go, and we will return to the real world safely. You don't want to get lost, and I don't want to waste too much time here for nothing."

"it is good."

Cobb nodded.

"Who sent you?" Mellon asked.

"We were hired by an agency." Cobb replied.

"I don't believe you don't know anything. You dream stealers, without detailed information support, the risk of failure will be much higher. You must know something. Tell me, maybe I will let you go in reality. " Mellon seduced.

"Really?"

"See if you can provide valid information."

"I'm not sure, but from all indications, it should be your child who hired us." Cobb replied.

"My daughter? Impossible." Melon didn't believe it.

Although the two daughters are rebellious, as daughters, it is impossible for them to do such thankless things.

In this world, the tradition of patriarchal patriarchy, boys inheriting family property, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, is inexplicably very unified.

"I know you have an illegitimate child." Cobb replied.

"Which one?"

Mellon remembered that he was recruited at the mistress's house, which meant that the mastermind behind him must know a lot.

It is very likely that this mistress has messed up.

But it does not rule out that someone framed her.

"We don't know about that." Cobb shook his head.

"The value of your information is too low." Mellon recruited his subordinates: "Perhaps under torture, you will know more."

"No, I have another piece of news."

"Say!" Mellon asked.

"The person who hired us is probably not your own." Cobb replied.

"what!?"

Mellon was taken aback.

He knew full well that every illegitimate child he had had a paternity test.

"Take him down and have a good trial."

The guard next to him stepped forward obediently, but Cobb suddenly exploded and rushed towards Mellon.

The guard stepped forward and tore off Cobb's collar.

Mellon could see that there was a thing the size of chewing gum on the man's chest, which was shining with red light.

boom!
A loud bang.

Mellon woke up from his sleep.

The feeling of being blown to death is all too clear.

He was so frightened that he was sweating profusely.

He sat up from the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked in the room, only him and his mistress.

Are you dreaming just now?

Or was it really invaded by dreamers?

He looked at the sleeping woman next to him and frowned.

Is this woman doing something?
He got up and walked out of the bedroom, down the stairs to the living room.

Everything is arranged as usual, and there is no sign of being invaded at all.

Walk into a small room next to it. There are four display screens on the wall of the room, showing the surveillance images around the villa.

Mellon retrieved the monitoring records in the computer, everything was as usual, and there was no problem.

"Looks like a real dream!?"

After a while, the scene in the dream has become more and more blurred. I only remember that many people invaded my dream and asked questions about my heir.

When he had cancer treatment before, he had indeed made a will.

Only he and his lawyer know the contents of the will.

Anyone want to know the contents of a will?
It doesn't make sense.

I am in good health now, and my will can be changed at any time, so what's the point of stealing it?

"It's really a dream."

Mellon confirmed that he was dreaming.

"What kind of rotten dream is this?"

As he was getting older, it was difficult to fall asleep after getting up in the middle of the night. Instead of going back to the room, Mellon came to the bar in the living room, poured himself a glass of wine and lay down on the sofa.

Looking back on my life, I can see that my offspring are quite abundant. Besides the two daughters on the surface, there are six illegitimate children, four boys and two girls.

Eight children in total.

Because of his limited energy, he doesn't spend much time with his wife and lover, except that his wife is not sure, those lovers follow him for money.

He knows that very well.

However, he himself is not a good person. Spending money to find a lover is not only for the sake of having a son, but also for his young body.

So both sides get what they need.

Because of this, he doesn't trust his lover. Every time a child is born, he will arrange for a paternity test.

Fortunately, the four lovers still have professional ethics, and they did not cuckold themselves in the matter of having children.

As for whether he cheated or not, I don't care about it.

He heard several times that his lover had stolen someone, but they all let it go because there was no conclusive evidence and they were the mothers of his children.

Suddenly, he realized a problem.

For so many years, the person responsible for the paternity test for himself is his assistant Brand.

This person has been with him for 20 years, and he always thought that his loyalty was fine.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of a very scary thing. If something went wrong with Brand, would the paternity tests he had done before still be credible?

No one's loyalty is absolute, the difference is only the price tag.

Compared with inheriting his huge wealth, the money invested in buying Brand in the early stage is very insignificant.

With just one bribe, your business empire may be inherited by outsiders.

Thinking of this, Mellon felt his cold sweat break out.

At dawn the next day, he immediately flew back to New York.

Then all eight children were found in the name of a family gathering.

These children knew something vaguely before, but they really didn't dare to think about all of them getting together.

Mellon's move is also unprecedented.

When the illegitimate children meet, the atmosphere is really awkward.

After everyone arrived, they did not see their father, but were guided by the housekeeper for a physical examination.

More than a dozen family doctors were busy and checked their bodies from the inside out, and a lot of blood was drawn along the way.

then…

They were sent back again.

Simply inexplicable.

Regardless of what these children think, Mellon is satisfied anyway.

He saw all the blood drawing process this time, and he collected the blood drawn. He can be sure that the source of the test will not be compromised.

Asking the doctor to draw some of his own blood, Mellon divided the original blood into six parts and sent them to six authoritative laboratories in the country and abroad for testing.

Half a month later, the test results came out one after another.

After getting the result, Mellon felt his world collapsed.

Eight children, including six illegitimate children, were not his own.

This magical result once made him wonder if he was still in a dream and hadn't woken up.

There were a few times when he wanted to give himself a shot to see if he could wake up in reality.

This result is too scary.

Then, he hurried to the hospital for a physical examination, and concluded that he was infertile.

All his sperm are dead, and it is impossible to have offspring.

Mellon felt hopeless.

This world is too dirty, everyone is deceiving him.

He wanted someone to arrest Brand to vent his anger, but when his men arrived, they found that Brand had committed suicide.

As for whether he was afraid of suicide or was silenced by the mastermind behind the scenes, it didn't matter anymore.

Mellon has only one thought now, that is, death cannot let the mastermind succeed.

"Don't you want money? I'll let you get nothing."

Mellon, who was already insane, then started his own show operation.

First, he cut off the financial support of his wife, all lovers and all children.

Then start selling your business.

Because most of them involve monopolies and are absolutely high-quality companies, they sell very quickly.

Mellon never refuses anyone, whether it is state-owned assets, former opponents or enemies, as long as he gives money, he will sell it.

No one can persuade you, just one word: sell.

All kinds of media reported on his behavior and commented that he was crazy.

The companies that take over the offer don't care whether Mellon is crazy or not, they are bastards if they don't pick up the bargain.

In less than two months, Mellon sold all his assets, even the houses where his lovers lived and where he usually lived, leaving only a string of numbers in the bank.

Twelve digits.

Astronomical numbers.

This is a national carnival. Everyone wants to know what Mellon wants to do and what is the purpose of holding so much cash.

In the end, Mellon's operation stunned everyone in the world.

He donated all his money.

Various charitable foundations all over the world have received donations that they have not been able to raise for decades in one day.

Mellon, on the other hand, only left himself $100 million.

O saint!
Mellon, who was almost naked, disappeared from the sight of the media and hid.

After another month,

Police found Mellon's body on the edge of a wild beach.

……

"Boss, Mellon committed suicide."

Meng Donglai, who returned from the dream world again, received a report from the Jade Document just after washing his face.

"It's quite resistant. I thought he would commit suicide after donating naked." Meng Donglai was not at all surprised by the news.

For a person, the relatives of the previous 20 years were all false, and the blow was too great.

In fact, Mellon has suffered many threats to his life during the revenge process, and his coquettish operations have damaged the interests of too many people.

It was Meng Donglai who escorted him along the way, allowing him to complete the nude donation smoothly.

In order to complete the task, Meng Donglai was heartbroken.

Fortunately, the result was good, and the goal was finally achieved.

"Next, we just need to concentrate on completing the research and improvement of the dream sharing system."

After half a year of research and improvement, Meng Donglai not only mastered the world's most advanced dream sharing system, but also upgraded it.

The previous system could accommodate at most one squad of soldiers for training.

Now after the upgrade, it can accommodate 1000 people.

Meng Donglai discovered that after the number of people reached 1000, the entire dream system changed from quantitative to qualitative, and dream builders could no longer easily change the buildings in the dream.

In other words, with the joint efforts of all dreamers, the dream world has been strengthened.

Like in the movie, Adrian's ability to fold the earth has become impossible in Thousand Dreams.

The rules in Thousand People's Dream are very close to the real world.

In addition, after the number of people sharing the dream reaches 1000, the system reaches its limit. If anyone wants to add more people, a second dream world will be separated by itself.

(End of this chapter)