467: Chapter 7: Dreams of the Past_3 467: Chapter 7: Dreams of the Past_3 He turned off the TV, stood up from the sofa, and walked toward the door.
The thick door automatically opened, outlining the visitor’s muscular figure in the light against the dark night.
He was dressed in a black shirt, leather jacket, and jeans, the backs of his exposed hands bearing traces of prosthetic modification.
He wasn’t as tall as Budman, but he had an even more daunting presence than the blue-haired man.
This aggressive aura did not solely stem from his muscular build and sinister gaze, but also from his face…
A face so disfigured that no intact flesh could be seen, resembling a terrifying skull.
Mo Yuankai calmly looked at the visitor and stepped aside, “Long time no see, John.”
“Let’s talk,” the skull-like voice was still hoarse.
Mo Yuankai knew why; during the time when John first fought alone, his face and vocal cords had been destroyed by the power of his adversaries.
The one responsible for disfiguring him had long since become a corpse, but the scars of battle remained to this day.
“Sure, come in and take a seat.”
The retired intelligence dealer, who had taken up a new job, led the recently released gang leader to sit down in the living room.
These two had been adversaries numerous times in the past, but now there didn’t seem to be as strong a hostility between them.
Perhaps it was because they no longer had a position that required them to fight…
or perhaps because they had known each other for a long time.
“I thought you’d go and get used to Unit Three first,” Mo Yuankai said, “to get your power back.”
The skull-headed man didn’t respond directly to his words.
“I haven’t had much time, and I’ve been thinking a lot,” the skull-headed man spoke slowly, as if pondering.
“Starting from ten years ago, I’ve been looking back all the way to three years ago…
and to this day, I’m still shrouded in fog.”
“I don’t know much more than you.” Mo Yuankai admitted candidly, “You know how bad my attitude was back then, otherwise Ah Ce wouldn’t have been forced to step forward and do it himself.”
The skull-headed man chuckled darkly.
“Let’s talk,” he repeated.
Mo Yuankai pulled out two bottles of cola from the refrigerator and tossed one to his old adversary.
let’s talk about what I know.”
So, they began to recount the past.
The next day, early in the morning, six o’clock.
Gongsun Ce’s eyes were bloodshot.
He lay on a bed painted with ink, firmly bound by iron chains, the center of the bed and the sheets covered in spells, looking like a live offering in some sinister ritual.
“I’m going to have a Clarity Dream, right?” Gongsun Ce said, horror-stricken.
“I’m not being sacrificed to some god, am I?”
“Which god would fancy you?” Yan Qi said with a laugh, “Close your eyes and dream!”
“You’ve got to tell me why you won’t let me sleep?!”
“Tsck!” Yan Qi clicked his tongue loudly, explaining reluctantly, “It’s both clarity and healing!
Why didn’t you have an episode before?
Because that person threw you into Shiyu Ling’s dream, using her mental strength to share your erosion.
Now, we’re using dreams for healing, on the same principle.”
“We use drugs to adjust your state, and the fatigue from a long period to suppress your mental strength, so we can fully integrate you into the final node.
Letting you immerse yourself completely in the dream of that node once more, letting the past you heal the current useless you!”
This was honestly the first time I’d heard of such self-help.
Gongsun Ce closed his eyes helplessly, “Fine then…
how long do I need to sleep?”
“Let’s start with a month,” Yan Qi said casually.
The black-clothed painter slapped his palm and, with a burst of laughter, knocked Gongsun Ce unconscious.
The Superpower User only had time to curse in his mind before reluctantly sinking into the dream.
He knew what he was going to dream about.
The last node was inevitably the event that occurred at the end of that summer three years ago when he had just returned from Supibia, the encounter with a certain girl…
The frenzied struggle that swept the whole city, involving all the Superpower Users of the highest danger levels.