I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 227

The mechanical puppet was getting closer and closer, and Han Dong found that his physical fitness had dropped so badly that he might not even be as good as an ordinary person by now. If converted into a digital body in the nightmare world, Han Dong's physical fitness is probably only four at most. point, or even three points.

"Are you going to die?" Han Dong already felt dizzy, and double images appeared in his eyes.

This is not the world of nightmares. They can still be resurrected after death. Once they die, they are probably really dead.

At this moment, a dark red mark suddenly appeared on Han Dong's wrist. Three lines of uneven thickness were arranged horizontally, which looked like the scratches of wild animals.

【Stab, stab~】

[The host is in danger, stab it, stab it~]

[It has been judged that there is a 98% chance of death. Do you want to summon Francis, a follower from the nightmare world, to protect you? 】

[Please make a choice within 10 seconds, yes/no, if the time is exceeded, yes will be selected by default. 】

……

Suddenly, a cold mechanical voice came from Han Dong's ear. The voice sounded like an old-fashioned radio with poor signal reception, and there was a noise of electric current in the words.

"I, what's wrong with me, is there an auditory hallucination?" Han Dong had a dull look on his face. Although he had already guessed in his heart, the result of the guess made Han Dong feel chills all over.

The mechanical puppets were getting closer and closer, and the nearest mechanical puppets had stretched out their right arms, and a sharp blade more than a foot long protruded from the right arm. This sharp blade was slightly curved, and it looked like a scimitar.

Han Dong gritted his teeth and remained motionless without making any choices.

If everything he heard before was an auditory hallucination, no matter what choice he makes, he will not have any reaction, but if it is not an auditory hallucination, then even if he does not make any choices, there is a high probability that he will not die in the end of.

Sure enough, when the fastest moving mechanical puppet was less than five meters away from him, the cold mechanical sound rang out again.

[The selection time is up, the host has not made any choice, and the default choice is to summon followers! 】

A wry smile appeared on Han Dong's face, "Is it really what I thought!"

This is a test by Han Dong, a test that he made with his own life. If the test result is the same as he thinks, then Han Dong will probably make different decisions about many things in the future.

Just when Han Dong couldn't hold on anymore and was about to fall headlong into the soil, a bright light suddenly burst out in front of his eyes. A mysterious magic formation diagram appeared in front of Han Dong out of thin air. In the magic formation diagram, there was a man wearing steel armor all over his body, The warrior holding the knight's spear used his strong body to block Han Dong.

"Anyway, I don't have to die this time, Francis, I'll leave the rest to you." A smile appeared on the corner of Han Dong's mouth, and his whole body fell headlong into the soil, his consciousness plunged into darkness middle.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Han Dong finally woke up from his coma. He found himself lying in front of a thatched hut, and the shadow just covered his entire body.

Francis stood motionless in front of him.

As if realizing that he had woken up, Francis turned around. At this time, Francis was still wearing full body armor and holding a knight's lance in his hand, but the visor on the helmet had been uncovered.

"I originally wanted to put you in the thatched huts, but these huts are all made of fine steel, and I can't open them..." Francis explained with some embarrassment.

Han Dong smiled slightly, turned over and stood up. At this moment, he felt a little sore all over his body, as if it was the sequelae of excessive exercise.

"Francis, thanks to you this time, otherwise, I'm afraid I'd be dead." Han Dong looked into the distance and said softly.

Francis knelt on one knee and said firmly: "Master, Francis will always be the shield and long sword in your hands. As long as I exist for a day, you will not suffer any harm."

Han Dong nodded, still shocked at being able to summon Francis.

You know, when choosing Francis as a follower, he had already hoped to be able to summon Francis in the real world.

This is not impossible. In the nightmare world, there is summoning. Han Dong originally thought that as long as he got a summoning skill scroll in the nightmare world, he could summon Francis into the real world. ,did not expect……

Glancing at the mechanical puppet that had been disassembled into a pile of scattered parts in the distance, Han Dong realized that he was not very happy to summon Francis to the real world.

"Is this a real world, or is it the same as the nightmare world? It's just..." Han Dong couldn't help but think in his heart: "And who is that voice that rang in my ears before, and it called me Host, then what is it that parasitizes me?"

Han Dong looked up at the sky of the plantation. At this moment, there was a sun hanging high in the sky, but the sun shone on Han Dong, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

Sitting in the shadow of the thatched hut, Han Dong thought for a long time, finally stood up with his teeth gritted, and kicked the door of the thatched hut fiercely.

"What's the use of breaking your head now, it's better to improve your strength as soon as possible, reach the level of a high-level spiritual master, or even surpass a high-level spiritual master... At least, when the time comes, the strength of the resistance will be stronger..., damn it, The gate of this thatched cottage is really made of steel, it really hurts!"

Han Dong's face was a little ugly, and he limped towards the plantation. The mechanical puppets had all been wiped out, and all that was left was to collect these herbs.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Han Dong slumped on the ground panting, looking at the empty plantation, his heart filled with contented joy.

Whoever obtained so many precious herbs would probably be in the same mood as Han Dong at this time.

"Master, the herbs here are very precious, and many of them are the ingredients of extraordinary medicines..." Francis showed a confused look in his eyes, as if he was recalling something, but the memory seemed to be biased, which made him look a little painful .

"Okay, don't think about it, the past is the past, it doesn't matter if you don't remember it, you have to look forward." Han Dong glanced at Francis.

Being able to identify these extinct herbs, it seems that Francis' identity is not simple.

"Yes, master." After hearing Han Dong's words, Francis seemed to be a lot more relieved, and nodded.

"These thatched huts are all made of fine iron. Do you think there are many good things hidden inside?" Han Dong's eyes fell on the few thatched huts next to the plantation again.

These thatched huts look crude from the outside, as if they could be blown down by the wind, but in fact, under the thick thatch, they are actually made of steel. Even the windows are made of reinforced bulletproof glass. It exists, and it is not transparent, but like frosted glass, it is impossible to see what is in the house.

"Master, do you need me to break them open?" Francis asked softly, holding the knight's spear tightly in his hand.

"Try it, just make a hole." Han Dong pondered for a moment, then stepped back a few steps and said.

I originally planned to use a blue fireball to boil it, but if I am not careful, the whole house may be burnt down. At that time, even if there are any precious items inside, I am afraid it will be buried in the sea of ​​fire. Why not let Francis break it open , so as not to destroy the treasures that may appear inside.

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(End of this chapter)