CHAPTER 428: GOAL

Fatty tossed and turned on the sofa bed in the living room. He was very tired, but he couldn’t fall asleep. This mission was a new experience for both Fatty and Jiang Cheng. Fatty also thought the Doctor had changed in this mission. It was a unique change. He couldn’t pinpoint it. It felt… the Doctor had become more human.

He had always believed that the Doctor was a good person, but he buried his kindness very deep. During their first meeting, he believed the Doctor was very reliable. He appeared unapproachable, but Fatty understood it. It was a tactic and not a goal. It was necessary to survive in the nightmare.

However, the thing that unsettled Fatty was that he felt like the Doctor had become estranged from him after they left the mission. He turned to look at the bedroom door. The door was closed. There were two different worlds inside and outside the door.

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A person lay flat on the mattress. Similar to Fatty, Jiang Cheng couldn’t sleep. His body was wet. He couldn’t stop trembling. He gritted his teeth and tried to stop gasping. His heart pounded like thunder. Veins popped on his forehead. His eyes were red. He raised his shaking left hand and tore off the wet towel. A door appeared in the middle of his palm. The door was alive!

He could… sense the door’s heartbeat. An unfamiliar feeling festered in his heart. Based on what the kind Wu said, this was a present for him. However, it felt like a curse to Jiang Cheng. He had a feeling that after gaining this door, his life would change.

A middle-aged man’s face appeared in his mind. The man who guarded beside Xia Meng. As a reward for the last mission, the man had once answered him some questions about the nightmare. One of them was the question about the benefit that could be gained while inside the nightmare.

This had been troubling him. It was one thing to be dragged into the nightmare unknowingly. Why were there people like Xia Meng who actively entered the nightmare? It was like they were treating the nightmares as a game. The reward had to be more than the clues and white paper.

The middle-aged man’s explanation was that the nightmare was a twisted history, or a projection of real history. Light and beauty were stripped from this history, leaving behind regrets, cruelty and brutality… And the ghosts were the products of these nightmares.

Each twisted history was an isolated nightmare. And each nightmare would nurture the corresponding ghost. These ghosts… were the biggest benefits.

Jiang Cheng studied the door in his hand. The guess in his heart was slowly verified. However, he had a harder problem. He turned around to glance at the wall. He seemed to look through the wall to see the person behind it.

Fatty…

Or Wang Fugui.

Who was he?

Not too long ago, he used pure brute strength to open the copper door that was closing. Without him, his situation would not be optimistic. His suspicion of Fatty started a long time ago… And it had never faded away. He was waiting… For the man to slip up.

There were so many suspicions about Fatty that it was difficult not to suspect him.

He was fully armed when he first entered the nightmare. He even had a giant umbrella. The strange thing was that he followed Jiang Cheng back to his office. This violated the nightmare’s rules. After the nightmare ended, the survivors would be sent back to their homes. How could Fatty follow him to his place?

Fatty’s explanation was that he felt the Doctor was familiar. He wanted to follow him, and somehow that became real. The lucky child.

Back then, Jiang Cheng knew that the man was not simple. However, the thing that confused him was that he also felt a sense of familiarity with Fatty. This was unimaginable for Jiang Cheng. He was uninterested in most people. He worked because he had to. He had his plans when he had Fatty stay by his side. He wanted to see what Fatty wanted to do. Then, he’d figure out who was behind Fatty. However, after so long, he still couldn’t figure out Fatty’s goal.

Because he hadn’t done anything. Fatty was silly. He was more than innocent. Jiang Cheng would say he was gullible. However, he was very kind. As his understanding of the nightmare deepened, he suspected Fatty worked for Deep Red, the night guardian or even Xia Meng. He was a spy. However, he didn’t look like it. Those people wouldn’t have kindness in their hearts.

Fatty valued relationships and connections. This cowardly man dared to fight a crazy man for an NPC in the nightmare. This was a natural thing for Fatty because the person had once helped him.

However, this issue had to be resolved soon. Jiang Cheng noticed that Fatty was using a very strange method to slowly influence him. Furthermore, Fatty had the ability to resist the door. The evil Wu had taught him a lesson on how horrifying the door was. That man… was unlike the other ghosts he had met. Jiang Cheng believed he was more than a ghost. In the world behind the door, he was more like its creator.

Jiang Cheng suspected that was the reason why Fatty had been planted by his side as a spy. He was waiting. The person behind Fatty was waiting… for the door to appear. That was their real goal. They wanted the door.

Of course, there was a small chance that Fatty was really a normal person. Jiang Cheng wished that he could believe that. Fatty was unique. Fatty’s attribute points were all allocated to luck. Other than his silliness, Jiang Cheng genuinely liked Fatty.

He reached into his right pocket to take out his phone. Jiang Cheng thought about and sent out a message that he had drafted earlier.

Fatty, who was curled up on the couch, sensed something. He shivered and turned around. He wrapped the blanket around him tighter.

Chen Yi, Liu Guo, Banana Wolf, Wan Xiaoning, Chu Jiu, Hua Luo… The faces crossed his mind. Fatty silently wiped away his tears.

Everyone tried their best to survive. Even in the despair, they didn’t give up on hope.

In the soil of despair, the flowers of hope could still bloom.