Chapter 425 Nightmare

Zhang Zian dreamed that he was on a snow-covered plateau, the sky was gloomy, the wind was like a knife, and the surroundings were covered with white snow. There were a few vague figures lying beside him, all of whom seemed to have lost consciousness, only he himself was awake, and a huge sense of loneliness wrapped him tightly.

He held the steel gun in his arms, even if he was shivering from the cold, he would not throw the gun away.

Something moved around him, and he looked down. It was Femas, which was lying beside several figures, as if using its body to warm them.

The snow kept falling, and the snow piled up thicker and thicker. It seemed that there were only two living creatures left in the world, he and Feimas.

Suddenly, Fei Max's ears twitched, and he stood up from the lying position, staring at the distance covered by the wind and snow.

"What's the matter, Femus?" he asked, and listened like it did.

No sound was heard, but the wind and snow brought a strange smell, like the rotten smell emanating from some kind of beast.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he clenched his steel gun and lay down on the snow wall built by his comrades to defend against the enemy's attack, staring at the direction the wind was blowing.

Green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps appeared in pairs one by one in the snowstorm, their muscular bodies outlined in the dark sky, they stopped silently outside the range of the steel gun, and surrounded him in a fan shape. They don't have to take the risk of attacking, they just need to trap these humans until they all freeze to death—perfect hunting cooperation, they must have a leader as cunning as a fox.

His heart beat faster and faster, and he looked back at his wounded comrades. Facing the siege of wild beasts, he can't last long on his own. If this continues, everyone is destined to become a delicious meal for these wild beasts.

"Femas, run, only you can escape." He said to Femus.

Fei Max stared at him, then shook his head, suddenly jumped onto the snow wall, and roared provocatively at the beasts in the distance!

The beasts were enraged, no matter how organized they were, they were still just beasts.

"Femas, what are you doing?" He asked in astonishment.

Fimas turned his head and looked at him calmly, his eyes were very pure, without the slightest fear of facing death.

"Femas, want to be an angel," it said.

Without waiting for him to stop him, Fei Max jumped off the snow wall and ran in another direction.

Shouting while running.

The wild beasts were like iron sand attracted by a magnet, their formation was thrown into chaos, and countless figures chased towards Fei Max under the drive of instinct.

"Femas!" he yelled.

...

"Fly... Ah Choo!"

Zhang Zian sneezed loudly, and sat up from the bed in a jerk.

It was not yet full light, and all the elves in the bedroom were awakened by his sneeze, and eyes of various colors stared at him silently—fortunately, there were no green eyes like those in nightmares, although Fina's eyes were green Yes, but the opals are as green as glowing, which is completely different from those eyes like will-o'-the-wisps.

He looked down and saw that he was sitting on the bed, and there was no steel gun in his arms. Besides, where is my quilt?

Looking to the side, Richard actually pulled the quilt onto itself. It seemed that his clothes alone couldn't satisfy it. Who knows how this bird got so much energy!

No wonder I had this strange dream of being in a snowy field, no wonder I was sneezing from the cold...

Zhang Zian wished he could throw Richard out of the window right now, but it would imitate the girl's voice and shout for help. Instead of punishing it, it would cause a commotion!

"I accidentally had a nightmare..." He laughed innocently, "If you want to blame it, you can blame Richard, it took my quilt away."

He looked towards the position of Femus, and met his gaze.

Zhang Zian didn't know why, but he always felt that Fei Masi seemed to know the dream he had just had, and the wet black eyes conveyed a reassuring meaning.

He touched the chest of his pajamas, and it was drenched in cold sweat. He had to change quickly, otherwise the cold might get worse. There was a spare pair of pajamas by the bed, pressed under the pillow to prevent contamination by Richard. He reached out and pulled out his pajamas, and a booklet next to his pillow fell to the floor with a clatter. It was the script of "Dogs of War".

Thinking day by day, dreaming at night, he was so engrossed in reading the script yesterday that he had a nightmare at night.

The drowsiness of the elves was also startled away. Anyway, the sky was getting brighter, so they got up one after another.

Practice boxing in the morning, move your body, clean the store a little, and then go to pick up breakfast for the elves, and the time passes quickly.

Lu Yiyun came to work early today, much earlier than the time Zhang Zian set for her, holding a digital drawing board and carrying a backpack with Jasmine in it.

"Mr. Store Manager, you don't look very well? Did you not sleep well last night?" She put the drawing board on the table at the cash register, turned her head, and keenly noticed the strange expression on his face.

Zhang Zian was startled, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, "So obvious? I had a nightmare in the morning."

"I feel paler than usual." She pointed to her thick glasses and said, as if she was afraid that Zhang Zian would not believe it, "Although I am short-sighted, I am very sensitive to colors."

This explanation was very convincing, and Zhang Zian couldn't help but believe it. He has seen some of Lu Yiyun's works. As a professional painter, she has a very precise grasp of color and can always color the works just right. When she was in the shop, she only drew drafts, and the coloring had to wait until she got home, because the monitor in her rental house was a professional drawing monitor, which was much more upscale than the ordinary monitor in Zhang Zian's store—for his monitor, She simply used the word "spicy eyes" to evaluate.

It's really not Zhang Zian's fault, no one would equip the cashier's computer with a professional graphics monitor, right?

Lu Yiyun took Jasmine out of her bag, and Zhang Zian handed over a food bowl, "Has Jasmine eaten breakfast? There are still some skewers here, without salt, let's eat it while it's hot."

"Eh... this... how embarrassing..." she murmured.

"It's okay, this is employee welfare. From now on, you don't have to prepare breakfast for Jasmine at home, just bring it here to eat, anyway, there are always leftovers here." Zhang Zian didn't wait for her to refuse, put down the bowl and went gone.

Jasmine smelled the aroma of barbecue, broke free from her arms, walked to the food bowl, sniffed it, and ate voraciously.

"Is it delicious?" Lu Yiyun stroked Jasmine's neck hair, showing a reassuring smile.

Jasmine was so comfortable being touched by her, she narrowed her eyes and let out a meow.

When it finished eating the barbecue and Lu Yiyun went to clean the bowl, a police car stopped in front of the store.

Sheng Ke looked solemn, took a kraft paper portfolio from the passenger seat, and trotted into the store.

There was no number on the portfolio, just a surname - "Guan" scrawled on it.

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