Please ask the dream.

Chapter 531 Too Many Elements
[1-4, The Voice of the Nation's Destroyer is not satisfied with the existence of the current actor's mask. He goes to the school to work with the singer's mask, intending to teach a group of actors who meet his requirements.]

[1-5, The Disaster of the Dead summoned thousands of dead souls, who put on masks and started working, accumulating a large amount of wealth in a short period of time. Based on this, a mysterious casino hidden in the shadows of the city, which could bet everything, was opened.]

"As expected, you are the one who can do things!" Feng Xue looked at the two lines of text that popped up almost at the same time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. The Scourge of the Undead directly recruited thousands of dead souls to work, which gave a bit of absurd feeling of "When I become a necromancer, I will cast the forbidden spell of the Scourge of the Undead to move bricks." As for opening a casino later, it was a normal operation. Well, at least he didn't create a Seahorse Company or a Seahorse Paradise for you, right?
In comparison, Feng Xue felt that the calls for the destruction of the country were even more outrageous.

Although it is logical that as a top artist, he cannot stand being assigned actors with masks, and there is nothing wrong in finding good seedlings to teach himself, but the problem is that the Voice of Destruction of Nations has the two characteristics of [Idol Producer] and [Yellow-robed Follower]!

If this guy opens his mouth in music class, wouldn't he be regarded as a group of freaks like "Crazy idol who lost his cow"?
"Forget it. I'm not the one listening to the class anyway. Well, sirens are all good at singing. They shouldn't be unlucky enough to be noticed by the Voice of Nation Destruction, right?"

Feng Xue secretly grumbled in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. At most, he could wait until tomorrow to return the oregano to them. As for the san value issue... after all, he has nightmare bloodline, so it shouldn't be a problem, right? (At most, he can just switch jobs from Mr. Ke [dog head])
However, while Feng Xue was watching the pixel sandbox, the people in the sandbox were not having an easy time...

For example, at this moment, Yun Zaozhengxun has become completely stiff as a rock, as if he may die at any time and anywhere.

“Beep! Why is he here? And teaching? How is that possible? Wait, I remember this is a music class?!”

Yun Zao, who was sitting in the classroom wearing a student mask, was staring in a daze at the young man who had just walked into the classroom. Although they only looked somewhat similar, he still recognized him easily!
He was the first musical genius who destroyed the entire Hongying in the synesthesia dream, and he was also a strong man who had fought with him at the bottom of the dreamland. Even though his clothes and identity were different, and he was even wearing a mask, his voice with the unique magnetism and sense of paragraphs of a musician, and the temperament that could not be concealed just by standing there, had already exposed his identity!
"I didn't expect to meet Feng Xue's true form here! No, according to previous speculation, his true form should be the giant nightmare in yellow... Could it be similar to my dragon transformation ability? In normal state, he is a human architect, and in explosive state, he is a giant nightmare? No, I can't reveal my identity. Oh, by the way, in his eyes, I am just a small follower. As long as I don't reveal my identity, there will be no problem! Well, maybe I can even get some information!"

Many thoughts began to rapidly arise in Yun Zaozhengxun's mind, but his body remained stiff, and even his breathing, which was maintained out of instinctive habit, stopped unconsciously. If it were not for the slight rise and fall of his chest that could still be seen, anyone would have thought that this was actually a wax figure.

……

On the other side, Ju Fei, who had already entered the ideal country, was now looking at the familiar mermaid not far away with a gloomy face. Although he knew that the real culprit was that damn ocean nightmare, there was nothing he could do. His memory of that nightmare was limited to the sailboat that rolled into a ball and crashed into him, the loud music played on the boat, and the scars that still made him hurt when he woke up in the middle of the night.

In comparison, it is the voice of this siren that he can never forget even if he becomes a ghost!
After all, that was the one who was responsible for singing on the ship that turned into a golden ball and crashed into the ship!
"Since this siren is here, then that ship, that nightmare, might also show up. My appearance now is completely different from mine, so that siren shouldn't be able to recognize me. According to the underlying logic of the Dream Realm, as long as I can ensure that I play the role, I won't be exposed! Maybe I can even use this to find the whereabouts of the Source Codex!"

... [2-1, As time goes by, people who enter this city find that living with a mask is much easier than imagined. People who just want to live a peaceful life can use this to get rid of unnecessary social interactions and disguises, and those who have other purposes gradually realize that masks may be the best means to achieve their goals.]

【2-2, In this city where everyone lives with a mask, people gradually get used to the peaceful and quiet daily life, but all this is broken at a certain moment - a certain existence has lost his mask. In this city, the mask is a symbol of identity. Without a mask, it means losing the identity. In order to find a new mask, he began to work hard everywhere, but people without masks have a hard time in this city. They can only wander around the corners of the city like zombies, not recognized by people, and unable to communicate with people. All they can do is find a usable mask before they disappear completely.】

"Oh? After losing the mask, you are not exposed immediately, but there is a buffer period?"

Feng Xue looked at the newly appeared text. Although the dangerous mode had been relatively normal so far, he had a vague feeling that something was not so simple.

Sure enough, just as he was thinking about why the setting of exposure and siege at the bottom of the Dreamland was not triggered, new text appeared -

[2-3, after countless failures, the man who lost his mask finally sank. He put on a faceless mask and transformed himself into a faceless man who stole other people's masks. During the day, they would put on the stolen masks and disguise themselves as humans. At night, they would take off their masks and launch the most brutal protest against this city built on false masks! ]

“Zhao! Why the sudden change in style? This Faceless Man has a strong sense of déjà vu… Shit! I get it, this is the principle of damnation!”

Feng Xue suddenly realized that he was busy providing a suitable stage for Rebellious Piano, but he forgot that although his own Utopia blueprint had dismantled the Sacred Bull War and the Death Idol Elimination Tournament, its three cornerstones of decline, daily life, and explosion were still hanging on the stage cornerstone!
In other words, I was directly rehearsing the feeling of the perfect version of the Utopia! The only difference was that what I was experiencing now was not a character card, but a nightmare and a living person!

"So this Faceless Man is the spontaneously evolved path of sinking? Then what is the corresponding path of outbreak? It can't be the Grim Reaper or the White Dove or something like that, right?"

Feng Xue complained, but he stared at the scenery ball with countless pixelated people moving around, and soon, the answer he was expecting appeared...

(End of this chapter)