Reincarnation Dreamland [Unlimited]

Tang Ji thought that "everyone is waiting for you" means that everyone is waiting to meet him in a large conference room, or there is a place similar to an office, and a collective welcome.

In short, there must be a formal place and a formal ceremony.

After all, a professional dream interpreter like him is rare!

But he was wrong again.

The senior brother led him directly to the restaurant on the sixth floor.

Or cafeteria.

All the key employees are chatting and eating their own meals right now!

The senior brother took him with him, holding the plate in one hand and holding the vegetables in the other. He introduced one person to another, and he met all of them in one meal.

Tang Ji glanced at his senior brother, hesitated to speak, he didn't know where to start complaining.

Fortunately, he still felt that he was valued.

Sitting opposite Tang Ji, Zhang Jianshan took a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth: "This is delicious! Every time the chef always sets a limit, you won't be able to eat it if you come late."

Tang Ji was eating pasta in a dull manner. The food tasted very good, and there were many styles and it was fresh.

"How many people are there in the base?" Tang Ji asked.

"Hundreds of people," Zhang Jianshan introduced, "everything is included, including chefs, cleaning and security guards. There are only less than 10 people who can interpret dreams."

Is the proportion of people who really participate in dream interpretation so small?

Tang Ji said, "What are the others doing?"

"Psychological counseling," Zhang Jianshan pointed to the downstairs, "Dream Therapy is on the first, second and third floors. They work there. Oh..."

Zhang Jianshan thought about it, Tang Ji was the person he introduced, and he had nothing to hide: "The other half of the people are actually doing customer service work."

"Customer service?" Tang Ji said.

"It's...to put it simply, it's—accepting dreams and selling them for money."

It really is an industrial chain.

Tang Ji thought to himself, it seems that this thing can still make money.

Zhang Jianshan continued to explain: "Some people exchange the content and information of dreams, but the main thing is not to exchange money."

"Medicine?" Tang Ji figured it out, the medicine in their red and blue tubes can make people stop dreaming.

As long as you don't dream, there is no danger at all.This is naturally more cost-effective than money.

"Yes, the medicine I sent you is called Dream Suppressant—" Zhang Jianshan said with a smile, "Everyone calls it hard currency. If you have money, you can't buy it. If you don't have information about dreams, no one will exchange it."

Now that there is a medicine that can stop dreams, why do these people set up a dream interpretation team?

Zhang Jianshan probably saw Tang Ji's doubts: "Dream suppressant has side effects and cannot be used continuously. Generally, the longest safe period is about one month."

The meal is almost finished, "You can move around freely and move around," Zhang Jianshan stood up, "The ground below the fourth floor is the site of the clinic, and the fifth floor is used by insiders. The dream interpretation team has very limited authority." Big, you can go to all the office rooms."

In this way, Tang Ji entered retirement life ahead of schedule.

The air here is so good that every morning he can hear the crisp and melodious chirping of birds, and after getting up, he runs around the grassland, rockery, gazebo or that small lake.Three meals a day, a buffet, a variety of dishes and styles, delicious.

There is a library on the seventh floor, which is full of books on psychology and medicine. He goes to read books when he has nothing to do.

After a few days of living like this, he met Yao Hui in a restaurant—the beautiful woman who had her first dream playing mahjong in a small country hotel.

Yao Hui, with long wine red curly hair and a dress that highlighted her figure, found Tang Ji with a smile.

"Hey, I heard that you are coming over, I have had fun for several days!" Yao Hui was very happy and excited: "It's a pity that I didn't catch up when I went back to my hometown a few days ago. Hey, what a pity."

Tang Ji thought to himself, what a pity this is, and what are you happy about?

Next, Tang Ji knew what Yao Hui was having fun with.

"Playing cards?" Yao Hui took Tang Ji's hand familiarly, "You still remember, you owe me a game of cards!"

As Yao Hui said, she dragged Tang Ji to the chess and card room next to the library on the seventh floor.

At the beginning, Tang Ji thought that he hadn't had fun for many years, and he felt itchy in his heart, so he hit it off with Yao Hui and sat down at the poker table.

When Tang Ji was studying, he participated in eating, drinking and gambling. He had never seen anything strange, but this was the first time he encountered playing mahjong.

In this way, Yao Hui pushed him to sit at the poker table for seven days and seven nights.

Iron poker table, flowing poker players.

Except for the two of them, the other people have been rotating. The whole base knows that Yao Hui is back, and he brought a little fresh meat, and is opening a game.

Handsome men and beautiful women are eye-catching, and everyone who has nothing to do comes up to join in the fun.

"The quintessence of the country! This is the quintessence of the country!" Yao Hui shouted loudly, as if afraid that others would not hear, "That stupid Simon doesn't understand the essence of our Chinese country!"

Tang Ji: "..." Is it really okay for you to complain about the boss in front of other employees?

It was dawn and then dark, and it was dark and bright again. Sister Hui was always in high spirits, her eyes sparkled, and the pile of money in front of her almost covered her head.

"I can't do it, I really can't do it," Tang Ji supported his waist and shook his head again and again, "Sister Hui, let's change."

"No?! No, no!" Yao Hui said confidently, "How can a man say no?!"

Tang Ji: "But I..."

"Take out the arrogance you used to hate me!" Yao Hui still remembered the first time he met Tang Ji, his aggressive look.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong," Tang Ji sighed, women are scary, and women who like to play mahjong are even more scary!

Just when the two were bickering, Zhang Jianshan appeared to rescue Tang Ji.

"I'm going to work on the tenth floor," Zhang Jianshan smiled cautiously, and looked at Yao Hui, "Shall I take him away first?"

Yao Hui gave Zhang Jianshan a sideways look, and snorted softly, not knowing whether she agreed or not.

Zhang Jianshan winked at Tang Ji, and hurriedly dragged him away.

"What's your situation?!" The two walked upstairs, Zhang Jianshan advised, "Don't mess with Yao Hui, hide as far away as you can."

Tang Ji: "...I understand now."

"You don't understand!" Zhang Jianshan sighed, "Yimengji was created by her. She is in charge of all the medicines in the base. Don't mess with anyone! If you take the wrong medicine one day, you will die!"

Tang Ji: "..."

Women can't be messed with!Tech-savvy women should not be messed with!No wonder she dared to speak ill of Simon in public.

Zhang Jianshan didn't lie, he dared to "save" Tang Ji only when there was a real mission.

The entire floor of the tenth floor is covered with densely packed instruments, which are scattered high and low, and the inner three floors and the outer three floors surround a small open space.

In the middle of the open space, there are five black leather lounge chairs.

The threads of the instrument are intricately intertwined, and eventually all extend around the chair.

"This is?" Tang Ji asked.

"Precautionary measures," Zhang Jianshan explained, "If you encounter life-threatening things in your dreams, these devices will make predictions based on various data of your brain's operation, including signs such as blood pressure and heartbeat, and then forcefully wake you up through electric shocks. you."

"Awesome!" Tang Ji admired, "This way you won't die in your dreams, right?"

"No, if the time of death is too short," Zhang Jianshan said, "such as shooting, or one-knife killing, the instrument will not have time to measure it, and the awakening will not be so fast."

"But even so, the death rate can still be reduced, right?" Tang Ji stepped forward and carefully observed the chairs and the connecting wires.

"Well." Zhang Jianshan said, "I'll take you here first to get acquainted with the way. You can prepare for it. We will fall asleep together in two hours."

After finishing speaking, the two of them took the elevator down, "It's us who will fall asleep later, Simon, you, me, Chen Lijun and Lin Qiao." The brother explained as he walked.

Oops!

Tang Ji spent two weeks here really comfortably, only then did he remember what he had forgotten——

Simon's test report came out.

And he told Simon half a month ago to return for a follow-up visit in about a week...

I haven't seen Simon in this period of time, and he has completely forgotten about it!

·

"This time we have two main purposes, one is to explore the road and collect information, and the other is to protect individuals by the way." Zhang Jianshan is in charge of the dreamland's contact with outsiders at the main studio on the base side. He took out a photo, " This guy is in big trouble and offered us money to protect him."

A few people gathered around, and the photo showed a middle-aged man in formal attire, with a slightly fat body, with a big back comb, jade ring fingers hanging on his fingers, and a large gold chain hidden around his neck.

Just a fat middle-aged uncle.The appearance is not very distinctive. Once this kind of person is placed in the crowd, it is really not easy to recognize him except for the standard ring and necklace of the nouveau riche.

"How much did he pay?" Tang Ji clicked his tongue twice, never thinking that he would have a day as a bodyguard.

Zhang Jianshan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of eight.

"80?" Tang Ji said, looking at Zhang Jianshan's indifferent face, he added, "...800 million?"

Everyone was indifferent, and seemed to be familiar with it.

"No, eight digits." Zhang Jianshan replied calmly.

"...Damn it?" Tang Ji was dumbfounded. The bodyguard fee is too expensive, eight figures? !

"A full set, including 5 years of medical expenses." Zhang Jianshan waved his hand, "He didn't provide any useful information, that is, there is a large jungle, and someone wants to kill him. There are shotguns and cars. Protect yourself first, and then protect others. .”

Zhang Jianshan was looking at Tang Ji when he said the last sentence.Others had more than one experience as a bodyguard, but Tang Ji was the first time, so he had to explain it specifically.

Each of them drank a whole tube of blue potion, lay down on a leather recliner, and connected sensors to their limbs and heads.

All kinds of machines around were buzzing at the same time.

Red, yellow, blue and green various displays and small lights flash back and forth.

In this slightly noisy environment, Tang Ji felt a sense of security, and slowly closed his eyes.

·

When Tang Ji opened his eyes again, his face was pressed against a piece of dirt.

The cold and sticky yellow soil covered his whole body.

Limbs and bones all shut down at the same time, making a sharp roar.When I came back to my senses, there was only one feeling left: pain.

It hurts very much, it hurts everywhere, and the bones may fall apart.

Then shouts like a tide eroded in. I couldn't hear what those people were shouting, but it could be judged from the voice that it was an excited and excited shout.

They seem to be saying, fight, fight, keep fighting.

"Pfft—" A pair of big feet without shoes appeared less than 20 centimeters directly in front of him.

The feet were dirty, covered with dust and bacteria, and small cuts, with cracked and bleeding edges.

"I won." The owner of that foot knelt down and said this to Tang Ji.