Xia Xiu's foot ravaged Hilde a few times before letting it go. At this time, Hilde's pale face had already left a very clear shoe print.

"Ahem~"

When Xia Xiu's soles were removed, Hilde couldn't help but start coughing loudly. His nose flaps were beating wildly, and he breathed in fresh air. The pain in his mind, as if he had been struck by an axe, was still stirring.

It's affecting his brain, and he can't rest for a moment now.

Clang——

Hilde heard the sound of a bench moving in front of him, and his heart was instantly filled with fear. He raised his head in panic and looked forward.

In front, the blond young man pulled the bench next to him, and then sat down directly. He looked down at Hilde like a bereaved dog, and Hilde couldn't help but look at the other's golden eyes.

Started to sweat profusely.

"Don't be so nervous. Just relax. It will be more convenient for us to chat later." Xia Xiu comforted Hilde, who was so nervous that she was shivering, in a warm tone.

"...You are right." Hilde replied with a forced smile.

Looking at Hilde with a forced smile, Xia Xiu didn't pay much attention. He needed to get more information about this dream from this guy before his memory was repaired by the dream, so that it could be single and independent [

Dreamland] has its own set of internal operating rules, which are fundamental to maintaining the existence of the dreamland.

Xia Xiu glanced at the other person's clothes up and down, and then asked:

"What's your name and what's your current occupation?"

"Hilde, sir, my name is Hilde." Hilde quickly replied, and then he continued to say to Xia Xiu:

"My current job is as a [Correction Security Officer] at the [Institute of Truth]. My duty is to correct those patients who have objections to the [Institute of Truth] system and are dissatisfied with the management of the head nurse."

Institute of Truth, Thought Correcter, Head Nurse...

It seems that Atliff's dream is really a mental hospital. Xia Xiu said secretly in his heart.

"Go on, I am very interested in what you are talking about [the Institute of Truth]."

The blond young man crossed his hands, placed his chin on the crossed hands, and looked at Hilde quietly with his golden eyes.

Hilde became even more nervous under the other party's gaze. He raised his head and began to tell the other party what the [Institute of Truth] was.

Xia Xiu sat on the bench and listened quietly to Hilde's description. He soon determined the core structure of the [Institute of Truth].

In this mental hospital, the head nurse has absolute power, and her words are almost equivalent to orders. Patients must abide by the hospital rules, otherwise they will be punished. These punishments may include injections of punitive drugs, electric shocks, or even forced confinement.

Confinement.

The head nurse has comprehensive monitoring and control rights, and can even suddenly punish a patient, while other patients have to watch all this obediently.

In this mental hospital, there is a special violent institution, the Thought Correcter.

Their task is to maintain the order of treatment and correct patients' ideological problems, even if they show any abnormal behavior. They will often carry out violent acts to suppress patients, such as forced electroconvulsive treatment, abusive methods, etc., and even

Beat the patient to death to let other patients know who is the ultimate truth.

The class divisions in [Truth Hospital] are very clear. The head nurse is the controller of the entire mental hospital and has absolute power, while other staff such as doctors and nurses are in a lower status. The head nurse can decide the treatment and treatment methods of patients at will.

, and can even punish patients and deprive them of their freedom.

As for why such an absurd power structure exists, of course it’s because this is a dream, or a dream specifically maintained by Atliff. However, sometimes reality is more ridiculous than dreams. It’s not like things like this have never appeared in the real world.

Pass.

In addition to the head nurse, she is a violent institution and corrector who maintains stability in the hospital.

Correctors are mainly divided into two categories: one is ordinary correctors who are responsible for investigating and arresting "thorn heads". They wear blue uniforms, also known as "blue robes", and are usually held by other nursing staff in the hospital;

The other category is higher-level correctors, known as "black robes". They wear black uniforms and have higher privileges and powers. They are responsible for monitoring and suppressing dissidents in the court.

"Such a high-pressure structural system, it seems that [hide] relies on this to maintain the rule of this dream." Xia Xiu rubbed his chin and said secretly in his heart.

[Dreamland] is a parallel space composed of subconscious mind and imagination. The physical laws in it are very different from reality. Dreams are reality. In [Dreamland], in addition to the main four continent areas, other phantom fragment areas

They are all self-defined rules. The dream makers set the rules and maintain the rules.

The creators and maintainers of the phantom fragments will gain power from it. After all, dreams are also part of the [Ether Ocean]. Drawing power from dreams is equivalent to drawing power from the [Ether Ocean], but the way it is drawn is different from that of the [Ether Ocean].

A bit convoluted and dangerous for a regular thaumaturge.

"Are you going to report my situation to the head nurse later?" Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Hilde.

In this dream, every new "patient" who enters the dream must stay in Room 101 to be tested by the black robes. The black robes will rate them based on the patient's response, from high to low: [Good], [Normal]

, [Control], [Danger] four levels.

[Danger]: Patients with serious illness need to stay in 101 for a long time to correct their thoughts. Only in this way will the patients become more rational.

[Control]: Relatively dangerous patients need medication assistance and direction advice. Patients at this level are in a semi-conscious and semi-awake state. They always think that they are awakened. This is a sign of terminal illness.

[Normal]: Normal patients need to take medicine on time. As long as they take medicine on time, I believe the patient will recover soon.

[Good]: Patients who are in good condition will consciously take their medicine on time, will consciously help the correctors to "cure" other patients, and have the right to enjoy the radio frequency room 24 hours a day.

Oh, the radio frequency room is a room with TV bottles on all sides. The TV in the room will continuously play programs that can make you laugh and forget about time. Hilde said that even the advertisements inside are very lively and interesting.

ah.

"...Yes, we all need to report the situation of new patients to the head nurse. This is necessary, reasonable, and correct..." When hearing Xia Xiu's question, Hilde naturally asked

He replied.

In his mind, the head nurse is the absolute authority and the rule that cannot be disobeyed.

"So what's my rating?"

The blond young man looked at Hilde with great interest, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Think from your perspective, answer me objectively and ideally, what level of patient am I?"

Hilde looked at the blond young man tremblingly. He didn't know whether he should lie. No matter how he looked at the man in front of him, he looked like a terminally ill madman who could not be saved. He was no longer a "dangerous" existence.

"Ah hahaha, of course you are good, you can only be good in this way."

Hilde finally chose to answer "honestly", and his honesty made Xia Xiu feel very satisfied.

"Well, that's good. I like honest people."

Xia Xiu stood up and came to the kneeling Hilde. He wanted her to honestly tell the head nurse the report, otherwise he would not be able to integrate into the dream she had created.

"I need you to tell the head nurse my report. In order to prevent the head nurse from seeing anything unusual, I need you to cooperate with me in doing a small thing."

"You...what do you need me to do?" Hilde raised his head and looked at Xia Xiu with confusion.

Xia Xiu looked at Hilde with a smile, and he said to Hilde:

“Have you ever heard of [reset]?”

“Reset??”

Hilde repeated the words Xia Xiu said in confusion. Looking at Xia Xiu with a smile on his face, a strong uneasiness surged in his heart. He felt that something bad was going to happen next.

And soon, his inspiration was verified.

"The dream world actually excludes people from having lucid dreams. You are more or less awake now. If nothing else happens, you should be [personality reset] by this dream world, but you have to reset it anyway.

Well, instead of letting this dream reset you, why not let me help you."

Soft and magnetic, a voice that seemed to carry magic came to Hilde's ears.

Hilde, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at the blond young man in confusion. Although the distance between the two of them was so close, he felt that there was an abyss between them. The blond young man's gentle eyes watched quietly.

At the same time, he raised his steps and slowly walked towards him.

Under Hilde's gaze, a right hand similar to that of an artist approached him. The light was projected on the ground through the gaps between the fingers, forming some soft light spots. Before he could react, the slender fingers were

Buttoned it on his forehead.

"Hilde, see you later."

Xia Xiu's [Absurd Control], which entered reading mode in advance, had finished reading the text at this time, and the [Concrete Materialization Process] was launched at this moment.

[Absurd Pollution·Message Bombing]

The messages that Xia Xiu had customized before began to superimpose crazily in Hilde's consciousness. Under the pollution of such a powerful Mi Mu, Hilde's body began to become distorted. At this time, his body and the environment around him

Like a twisted mosaic, small squares of different colors flash alternately, making it colorful.

Poof——

Along with a strange fever sound, a new Hilde appeared in place.

The newly appeared Hild's missing teeth and bruised face had all disappeared. He looked just like the one Xia Xiu had seen before entering Room 101, except that his expression now seemed a little confused.

"Mr. Hilde, are you okay?"

A magnetic voice came to Hilde's ears, and he looked up at the speaker.

In front of him was a young and handsome young man.

His golden mane fell gently on his forehead, shining softly under the light of the room. His eyes were clear and bright, like two stars, exuding a kind and warm light.

The closed lips give people a sense of calm. The entire face has clear contours, exquisite facial features, and no flaws. It exudes a charming and handsome temperament.

Well, it's the wound on the forehead that makes people more concerned. It looks like it's a new wound.
To be continued...