Demon Lord 3

Although he wasn't in this dream, I understood it pretty well. My companions were vying for him, and one of them wanted to enter the dream with me. Recently, we also brought Xing Zhichuan's good-for-nothing son with us. After all, he's one of our companions, and now none of us can let him go. This time, I thought of him. If he came into the dream, would he be able to help me? But there's also a possibility that he would make things worse and cause me trouble. But I didn't think too much about it. I still thought about him helping me do some good things. When I saw his son this time, it suddenly occurred to me: If I could bring him along, could he help me do a lot of things? I have already thought of what kind of work to assign him. The first thing is to help me clear the obstacles. In that dream world, I can give him energy, and I can also make him become an ordinary person like me. If we are in the state of an ordinary person, then the level in the dream will also be downgraded. We can use the thinking and world of the lower class to judge the dream. Xing Zhengqi was very happy to hear that he would be rewarded after finishing the work this time. He asked me what benefits I could give. I saw that he seemed to attach so much importance to interests, so I smiled helplessly and said, "Don't worry, you will definitely benefit. When the time comes, I will train you well and let you work with your father. "You can become the master of this world no matter what. Forget about not having enough to eat or not having warm clothes. Not only will you have a big house to live in, but you can also have a good life. If you can be smart in many aspects in the future, you can also share your father's worries and be in a management position in this world. Although you can't become the master of the world, you are already invincible in this world, thanks to your good father. Don't worry, I will definitely protect you this time. Even if you go there, nothing will happen." After hearing this, Xing Zhengqi rushed in front of me without hesitation. He said that he would protect me this time. He was also interested and curious. How would he protect me? He'd been right in front of me this time, always shielding me from danger. Seeing anything bad happen, he'd help me out. Especially before entering this dream, when we started this Dream Maker company, he'd been incredibly helpful. While I couldn't directly participate in the renovations, and I didn't have the skills, he was on the ground floor, and over time, he'd been able to keep an eye on things. I asked him if he was tired, and he shook his head, saying not at all. If he were ever needed in the future, he'd definitely be the first to rush in. There was nothing I could do about it. Maybe it was fate. Maybe he was just unlucky before, but judging by his abilities, he probably had no major issues. Entering the dream, the first thing I saw was the house, now practically a skyscraper. Perhaps our discussion, or the disruption caused by the other two of us entering, had complicated his dream. Inside, the classic design still stood out from the tall buildings. Perhaps I misunderstood. It wasn't originally like this. Time has passed, and perhaps things haven't changed. So why would the later parts be different from the previous ones? Could it be that in this dream, you can level up and do normal things? Ethically acceptable things, especially the replacement of generations, may be transformed from a small shabby house into a big house, and from that ancient-style building into a modern-style building. These are all the replacements of the old and the new, generation after generation. So why is it like this in the dream? Is it imagined, or is it built by the dreamer? When Xing Zhengqi came here, he also looked around, pointed to the front and asked me if I wanted to go in. The door in front was obviously locked. The previous lock could be opened by smashing it, but now it is a password lock. I curiously asked him what the password was. He shook his head and said that he didn’t know the password either, and asked me if there was any good way. I thought about it, and from the person’s date of birth or the information he gave, I could roughly figure out the password. I entered it, and it was indeed his date of birth. Combined with some of the time he had always remembered clearly, I had a general understanding of his investigation. Xing Zhengqi also reminded me, "Sister, then make sure to ask that kid to change his bank card password when you go back. Don’t come back. Once we know it, our future will be difficult."