Please ask the dream.

Chapter 65 What is the New Era Eagle Nest?
"It seems that the strength of this organization is really not simple!"

Following other students back to the dormitory area, Feng Xue found an ID card with the name "Feng Xue" on it, and found her dormitory based on the information on it.

This dormitory is a four-person room with a toilet. There are two bunk beds against the walls on both sides of the room. Opposite the door are four tables that look more like workbenches than desks. The walls of the dormitory are clean, with only a map with various functional points marked on it. But judging from the layout of the room, it is obvious that only one person lives here.

Since there are four beds, it is obviously not a single room from the beginning. So excluding the small probability that this person is lucky enough to run into an empty dormitory, there is no need to say where the other people in the house have gone.

Even further, if one follows the settings of the killer movies and TV shows that Feng Xue has seen, perhaps he was killed by this body itself under the rule of "one alive in each dormitory".

But there was no point in thinking about these things now. Feng Xue searched the room roughly, but didn't find anything like a diary or a secret compartment. Although he rarely looked in the mirror in the node, he could only see that this face didn't belong to him, but he couldn't see anything at all...

"wrong!"

Feng Xue frowned and looked at the face in the mirror. Although he was only a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, he felt vaguely that this face was slightly familiar.

In his previous life, Feng Xue was a typical face-blind person. However, in this life, with the support of assassination techniques, anatomy and other technologies, he can analyze a person's facial features from a more medical perspective. However, it is still difficult to tell what an adult will look like from the face of a teenager.

Suppressing this sense of déjà vu for the moment, Feng Xue took out the file bag and began to read his task.

"Fortunately, it's not the mutual hunting I imagined." Looking at the contents on the task list, Feng Xue breathed a sigh of relief. His mission target was a businessman from Qingyun Country. The file recorded his living habits and diet in detail, and also included several life and work photos in different occasions. Even if Feng Xue didn't know Qingyun, he could easily sort out a lot of assassination plans from this file.

However, after roughly browsing the document, Feng Xue shook his head again. Although his mission was normal, it was difficult to guarantee that the missions of other students were normal. What if there were missions targeting other students hidden among the group of killers? What if this organization deliberately arranged obstacles to cultivate crisis response capabilities, or even leaked the news?
Even the rule of "not telling others about the mission" is most likely intended to alienate the students and make them suspicious of each other...

Although it seemed a bit redundant for Feng Xue to think so, he was living in a killer organization after all, and his impression of killers was basically outrageous settings such as "training a group and only keeping one" and "playing hide-and-seek with your life at stake from the time you can walk".

As for the assassination technique...he only learned it, but he didn't know what kind of life the people who used it lived!
After tidying himself up, Feng Xue focused his attention on the map on the dormitory wall.

Based on the route taken from the classroom to the dormitory, it can be basically confirmed that the map is of this base. On it, one can find signs such as "library", "shooting range", "study room", "anatomy room", "equipment warehouse", "mission handover center", "entertainment street", "airport", etc., whose purposes can be known just by looking at the names. This saves Feng Xue the effort of tracking other students.

Memorizing the entire map in his mind, Feng Xue took the file bag containing the task with him and walked out of the dormitory.

He did not go directly to the so-called equipment warehouse to collect weapons, but planned to tour the entire base. After all, he did not think that this "Lost in a Dream" was simply for him to experience the life of a real killer. Even if it was, there should be a main task. Otherwise, if there was not even a pass standard, he couldn't just die and get out, right?

……

A day passed quickly, and Feng Xue walked around the base, which was only the size of a small urban area. "Small but complete" is the most accurate description of this place. Feng Xue also saw many colleagues of different ages on the road, but without exception, everyone had a weapon-like aura, and only in the entertainment street could they show different expressions.

Yes, the entertainment street, although it is a bit strange, there are entertainment venues in this base, and they are the kind with all kinds of entertainment. There are aunts, sisters, little sisters and little girls of all skin colors and characteristics. Drugs with stimulant and anesthetic effects are also rampant, and there are many kinds of casinos, bars and the like, which makes Feng Xue feel like he is in a "modern eagle's nest (Note ①)".

However, it seems that the payment here is not made with money, but rather some kind of points in the ID card. Needless to say, this should be a reward for a mission.

Of course, there are free places in this base, such as dormitories, study rooms, and cafeterias.

Although the food provided in the free canteen only considers nutrition.

As for the equipment warehouse, although the access is open, it is not actually "free" but "loanable", that is, only when you take the task order to the other party, will they give you a certain share for you to choose, and will deduct the corresponding fees after the task is completed.

Feng Xue's task this time didn't seem too difficult, but he still armed himself to the teeth without affecting his activities. Although he also wanted to try the "one-on-one tutoring" here, he had to give up because he had no money.

Lying on the bed, Feng Xue read the mission information in his hand over and over again. He felt it was very easy no matter how he read it. However, considering that his assassination skills had reached the expert level, he really couldn't bring them directly into this world for a rookie who had just completed basic studies.

He put away the mission information again. Although destroying it directly was the safer option, Feng Xue did not understand the rules of this organization. What if the information was to be collected tomorrow? Wouldn't he be doomed if he burned it?
Feng Xue's mind gradually became foggy as he thought about what to do in case he was attacked by his colleagues or the news leaked out.

Although sleeping in a dream sounds a bit outrageous, Feng Xue did slowly stop thinking under the invasion of sleepiness...

...After one night...

Feng Xue suddenly opened his eyes, with a little confusion in his eyes. Although his body felt that his eyes were opening and closing, the sunlight outside the window undoubtedly showed that it was already daybreak.

"It feels so strange to sleep in a dream..." Feng Xue muttered to himself, quickly got up, took out the pistol from under the pillow, and then hid the weapons on his body one by one.

The skills from a certain killer group in Hongying played a good effect at this time. Feng Xue, who was twelve years old and less than 1.6 meters tall, managed to hide two pistols, four magazines, three different types of daggers, one kilogram of plastic bombs, a remote-controlled detonator, and two wire-controlled detonators under a set of casual clothes. This did not count the various small tools hidden in the corners of clothes, buttons, hair, and under the collar.

In fact, Feng Xue originally planned to take a sniper rifle disguised as a violin, but considering that he didn't know the security status of the mission area, he finally decided not to bring such a conspicuous thing -

Although his outfit is actually quite eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)