After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

He looked at the team members with eyes that Dou Ning could not understand, and his rough hands groped the frost that had appeared on the surface of their skin at some unknown time.

Dou Ning was shocked, but thinking about Shuangpo's strength, it was not surprising.

Only S-level dream hunters can perform special methods in reality.

"Did he say anything to you?" the chief murmured to himself, as if he was asking a question, or as if he was expecting something.

Dou Ning was stunned. Although the chief did not mention any names, he knew who the 'he' the chief was referring to.

While reminiscing, he looked at the few S-level bosses he had only met a few times. These people were probably here for 'him', right?

"He just asked me...whether I want to live or die..." Dou Ning blushed, and the snow-white beauty appeared in his mind again.

"He didn't ask anything? He didn't mention us. Tell me why..." At this time, a man with short fiery red hair rushed forward, and his powerful hands tightly held Dou Ning's shoulders.

Dou Ning let out a small "hiss". Although they entered the dream as souls and the injuries would not appear on their bodies, the pain that penetrated deep into their souls would not go away for a while.

"Liao Yuan! Calm down, they are still wounded." Feng Si next to him stepped forward to stop him.

"How can you ask me to calm down! Shuangpo finally showed up... I thought I would never see him again!"

As the name suggests, Liaoyuan is influenced by the fire ability and has an extremely hot temper, which can easily get him angry.

"Do you know the boss? Who is he? Why have I never seen him in the organization?" Yu Shi's eyes lit up.

Logically speaking, even a deceased dream hunter would leave traces in the headquarters' files, but he had never seen a man like the boss, and it was impossible for him not to notice such a good-looking man.

Dou Ning also pricked up his ears and paid special attention.

The chief was about to speak when he suddenly frowned and signaled everyone to be quiet.

After a while, the patient lying on the bed with tubes inserted into his body had his eyelids twitched and slowly opened his eyes.

The indicator light in front of the bed began to buzz and hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

A doctor in a white coat and a crew cut walked in with a tired look on his face. He was no longer surprised to see so many people in the room.

He lifted his eyelids, pressed various parts of the patient's body, and checked the indicators displayed on the small screen, performing a special routine examination as if no one was around.

"Do you remember who you are?"

The patient was dazed and seemed to be unable to adapt to the strong light, blinking constantly.

"What did you dream about?" the doctor asked a different question.

When asked about this, the patient reacted immediately. He showed surprise on his face and gestured with his hands towards the air: "Snow, snow, such beautiful white snowflakes... I saw him smiling at me..."

"Okay." The doctor smiled and stroked his forehead. In just five seconds, the patient fell asleep again.

He stood up, turned his back to everyone and sighed, "That's great. He will recover soon, in less than two weeks."

"Why did you come here in person? Wen Yi." The chief raised his glasses.

Wen Yi raised his eyebrows: "Only you are allowed to come."

Wen Yi, director of the Dream Hunter Analysis Department and a top analyst.

By interpreting the symbols, patterns and energy fluctuations of dreams, we can infer the potential threats behind dreams, provide detailed intelligence support and strategic suggestions for dream hunting operations, and help the team better understand the nature and laws of dreams.

Analysts are like the think tank of the organization and the main department for issuing tasks.

"It was my mistake anyway. Of course I have to come and take a look at the victim's back in person~" He smiled and glanced at Dou Ning's neck.

Dou Ning felt a chill on his neck and took half a step back.

"Haha--" Liao Yuan sneered. This plague used to follow behind Shuangpo as weak as green tea, but now he has become a decent human being.

Wen Yi ignored the angry and brainless Liao Yuan and turned his gaze to the chief: "Let's go to another place to talk. It's not a good idea to have so many people crowded here."

The chief nodded.

It’s not that I don’t care about the few members of the team who just recovered from the dream with injuries.

Instead, all injuries suffered in dreams, as long as a certain limb part is not far away from the body, after the injury is controlled, returning to reality will only cause symptoms such as shortness of breath, fatigue, loss of appetite, palpitations, etc.

The only difference is the length of the break.

Everyone came to a lounge and sat down. Wen Yi took the lead and said:

"The patient just now really suffered from paranoia, and after his dream was invaded, he developed a strong tendency to attack."

"As for how those people quietly invaded the dream, we speculated that they planted the nightmare seeds while our personnel were sleeping during the day."

"The purpose..." Wen Yi smiled and looked at Dou Ning: "Of course it's the treasure on Dou Ning's neck..."

Doctor Wen used the word "baby" with such affection that Liao Yuan got goose bumps all over his body.

Dou Ning covered the cold pendant reflexively. He felt that after waking up, the whole world was coveting his necklace!

Just now, the chief seemed to be concerned about his injuries, his hand was touching the frost flowers, but his eyes were fixed on the pendant, which made Dou Ning very panicked.

There is also the case of Liao Yuan, whose behavior was the most obvious, almost like robbing someone openly.

Feng Si couldn’t tell for the time being, but this S-level expert never cared about worldly affairs. Since he came, it meant that he cared about it in his heart.

What's up? Are you guys clowns too? Do you all want to grab the pendant?

"So...what's going on?"

Dou Ning now urgently wants to know what is going on and who he is.

"Since you have already seen him, there is no need to hide it..." The chief sighed: "Shuangpo, he is your ancestor."

"???"

Dou Ning's heart was broken when she fell in love at first sight.

"Don't look at us like that. Shuangpo's original name is no longer traceable. We only know that his last name is Dou. We don't know exactly how old he was, when he died, or how he died."

Frost Soul became famous at a young age. When he appeared in front of everyone, he was already invincible at the same level and could fight across levels at will. In that era of group hunting dreams, he kept to himself for more than 20 years and became a top S-level powerhouse.

Later, he began to lead new members of the organization under the instructions of the old chief.

The current chief, Wen Yi, Liao Yuan, Feng Si and Shi Pan who came with them were all brought to their current strength by that stunning man back then.

There are far more members here than just a few of them. They are the last batch. There are also many old monsters who have already hidden themselves away and are sleeping in some dreamland.

Everybody worships him and everybody covets him.

Frost Soul is too indifferent.

Although they were brought up by him, they did not have the kind of affection between family members. Instead, they wanted to attract each other's attention and add a different color to that snow-white face.

The more we get along, the more rampant this idea grows.

During the time when Frost Soul disappeared, everyone was frantically entering and exiting dreams, just to find that pure snow scene.