He wanted to light a cigarette to calm down.

Recently, he has been thinking about the lucid dreams of his previous life. The only time he can think of now, except for the time he met Nanatsuki Koshimizu and the time he climbed over a wall and became a monk in the middle of the night and wandered the streets, is this time.

Not in Japan, but in the UK.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was standing in what looked like a park, under a tree. Not far away, there was an old man with a bare head looking at him silently, having some confusing conversations, and then...

Being knocked down, I woke up from my dream.

He thought it was outrageous in his previous life. The hypnotic gas dissipated quickly in the air, and the content of the hypnotic ingredients was not too high. Whether it was inhalation anesthesia or pouring anesthetic on a handkerchief, it would require inhalation through the mouth and nose for a period of time.

Let the other person inhale a sufficient amount of anesthetic ingredients.

Even if it is a hypnotic gas, it should be released in the space and ensure that the hypnotic gas in the space lasts for a period of time before it can achieve the effect of making people sleep.

In an open place like a park, spraying unknown gas on a person's face will cause them to collapse in an instant. This is unscientific!

That's why he wasn't prepared for the 'gas attack' in his dream, so he couldn't help but say 'the technology is good' before being knocked down. When he woke up, he thought it was a dream and didn't find it strange. Anything could happen in the dream.

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And now that I think about it, in this world, this bit of ‘unscientific’ doesn’t seem very strange…

Last night, when he was researching "Does human nature love oneself?", he saw a picture of a certain scene in a movie from a pile of information. When he saw the picture of the male protagonist standing under the tree on the riding path in Hyde Park, he suddenly felt

Reminds me of this lucid dream.

Once recalled, such dreams seemed to be very clear. He still clearly remembered the rain-wet ground under his feet, the dull prosthetic eye in the left eye socket of the old man, and every word in the conversation between the two.

I guessed that this was someone from the organization because the other person mentioned 'Ambev'. Although it might be a foreign name, Amberfu is also a kind of beer from Brazil. The output and sales volume are very amazing. When I think of 'Anbefu',

Bev', he inevitably remembered.

Coupled with the two men dressed in black at the intersection, the old man talking to them has a prosthetic left eye...
Chapter completed!