"Thanks."

The man known as Nightmare put down his briefcase and looked like a traveling businessman everywhere. He leaned on the sofa in the independent lounge and seemed tired: "I need to rest for a while. Please don't disturb me.

Okay?"

"Okay, sir."

The waiter took two steps back and thoughtfully closed the door for him.

As a result, only the man and the water mist rising from the tea cup were left in the silence. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, there was a busy scene on the airport apron.

Airships that rise and fall like buildings travel through the sky, traveling in all directions.

He is not going to the empire tomorrow, but tonight, and after completing this order, he will leave quickly.

And the destination was not the empire, but the islands outside of Middle-earth.

Just like what his employer's subordinates told him, safety comes first. No one knows if those guys know too much and want to use this 'last order' to silence themselves.

Whatever you do, always be cautious.

Over the years in Haizhou, he has accumulated a considerable amount of savings in an bearer account in the bank, enough for him to buy a mountain and a fishing ground there, then hire a few employees and go fishing and surfing comfortably.

Die of old age.

This temporary order and subsequent business are just to improve the configuration of the yacht to a higher level in the future.

Do you want to add a singing set? I don’t like singing very much, but girls from the Islands are famous for their melodious singing voices...

So, in the midst of scattered thoughts, he held the tea cup and took out the document that had been delivered to him a long time ago from his briefcase. Looking at the photos and records on it, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.

I originally thought that it was possible to catch a big fish of the Chosen One and sell it to others, but I didn't expect that I was a stupid boy who didn't know anything.

He is also a cursed person whose possibility of evil transformation is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people.

Is that old guy Jiang Jin really an old fool, or is he seeking medical attention because he is sick?

It has nothing to do with him.

At least, I can still have a good time.

Feeling the hunger and thirst he had not felt for a long time, he leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, his breathing gradually slowed down, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

But before his eyes closed, the evil look in those eyes disappeared one step earlier.

At this moment, here and here, there is only an empty shell left.

The dream-eating tapir set off from his dream to a new playground.

At the same time, Ji Jue, who had just returned home and took a shower, couldn't help but yawned. Suddenly, the sleepiness that was still within the tolerance range suddenly surged like a tide.

So much so that there was no time to dry it completely.

"Wait, it seems, not quite..."

Satisfied?

He staggered two steps forward, half-lying on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep before he had time to climb up.

Snoring sounded.

Due to the long-term lack of spiritual quality and weakness, he was unable to even react. Before he could react, he had already fallen into the dream created by the tapir.

There is no resistance.

Then, in the void, endless nightmares rise like a tide!
Chapter completed!