Perhaps some people don’t quite understand what “dreams are mapped into reality” means.

To put it bluntly, it means what you dream about. In reality, the same experience will occur in your body. For example, if you are punched in your dream, in reality, your stomach will appear bruised. In the dream, you are cut by someone. In reality, a big hole will appear on your body out of thin air!

And Freddy Kruger seems to have such ability.

So let's talk less.

Hannibal and Ziliang looked at Andrew with their tongues hanging down, unconscious.

"Well... In essence, deep sleep and deep coma are two different things..." Hannibal hesitated and said.

"I know, but it shouldn't have any effect on you."

"Of course not. In fact, I just want him to enter the dream, so it's good if his will is temporarily out of control."

"That's all." Quinn leaned the baseball bat to the ground without any worries: "Then let's see you next."

Hannibal nodded, then put his hand on Andrew, ready to enter his consciousness.

But suddenly...

The young man in front of him suddenly shuddered and then began to twitch.

This shocked Ziliang and Quinn.

"Uh... is he... sleepwalking?" Quinn asked.

"Obviously not." Hannibal replied: "According to my guess, he should be in the junction of dreams and reality." As he said that, he touched Andrew's hand with his hand, and then quickly pulled his hand back as if he was burned: "Sure enough, if the dream he mentioned was not biased, then he might be struggling in the sea of ​​fire now."

"So... aren't you going to go in and save him?"

Hannibal shook his head: "No, my mental strength is too strong. Forcibly controlling him when he is nervous may cause some unnecessary impact."

“What about it?”

"Insomnia, forgetfulness, high blood pressure, brain pain, mental breakdown, vegetative, I don't know what he is in his dream, so it's possible."

Ziliang scratched his head: "Your span is too big, so what should I do now? Should I wake him up?"

"No need." Hannibal shook his head and said, "The guy in the dream probably doesn't have the ability to kill a real person yet. And he repeatedly let Andrew dream of the same scene, which must have his purpose. So, we can do nothing and see what he wants to do. As for Andrew... I think he should be in no danger."

"The plan is good...but are you sure he is really not in danger?" Ziliang asked hesitantly: "I think his skin is almost smoking."

Hannibal shook his head seriously: "Unsure..."

"Ah?" Ziliang shouted, "You are too irresponsible, then what should we do if he is really roasted here?"

Just then...

With a bang, the hospital door was kicked open, and then a group of people rushed in. "Bad bastard, what are you doing!!" one person shouted.

Ziliang and others turned around... Since Hannibal's office was facing the hospital gate, they saw the group of people rushing towards them with a visible anger.

The man in the lead was a very strong man and a policeman. It can be seen from his police uniform that there were also a group of fierce and vicious people following him.

When Ziliang saw this situation, he was a little confused. He thought that you group of people suddenly rushed into my hospital in a mighty way. I also wanted to ask, "What are you going to do?"

So Ziliang walked over to those people, but just as he was about to speak.

The policeman in charge pushed Ziliang aside, walked directly to Andrew, quickly took off his police uniform and wrapped him up, and then picked him up.

"Uh... this police officer, maybe you didn't realize that this child is our patient." Hannibal said politely.

At this time, the police were holding Andrew and about to walk out of the psychological counseling room. He turned around and looked at Hannibal with a warning...

"I warn you outsiders, if you still want to stay here, don't mix things with our town, or don't blame me for being unreasonable." He said with his eyes wide open.

Hannibal was silent for a second and smiled: "Ha, unreasonable? Then can I think you are threatening us?"

Well, everyone who is familiar with Hannibal knows that he doesn't like unreasonable people, and these citizens... seem to be the kind he hates the most.

At this moment of crisis (for this group of townspeople), Ziliang immediately stood up: "Okay, we don't want to have any conflict with you, but this child is having a fever."

"We know, but we can solve this kind of thing ourselves, so there is no need for you to help." The policeman yelled, and then walked towards the gate.

"Oh, by the way." Suddenly, Ziliang said to the backs of the group: "This child just kept calling another name, saying...what? Oh, it seems to be [Freddy Kruger]..."

Before he finished speaking, the bodies of the townsmen seemed to froze suddenly.

And a township closest to Iron Ziliang suddenly turned around and pulled his collar.

"Don't say that name..." He yelled in his voice: "No matter what you heard or saw just now, I forgot it!"

Ziliang raised his hands: "Oh, okay, I get it, don't be so impulsive."

The man stared at Ziliang. After a few seconds, he finally took his hand away from Ziliang's collar, and turned around and followed the others.

"..." Quinn looked at Ziliang for some reason: "Well, this doesn't mean your style."

"This has nothing to do with style." Ziliang shrugged and said, "This group of people knows what they know at first glance. They are very nervous about Andrew's condition, and are very sure that he is not sick... I also tried it just now, and it turned out that all of them knew that there was a person like [Freddy Kruger], but strangely, Andrew, who grew up here since childhood, had never heard of this name."

Hannibal nodded: "Well, this is indeed a bit unreasonable,"

"What are you waiting for?" Ziliang said with a smile: "Follow up and see what's going on in this town."

"Okay..." Hannibal responded casually.
Chapter completed!