Su Mu stood up and sat in front of the table. Bright red blood dripped from her nose and fell onto the white paper of the notebook.
A sickly red hue appeared on his cheeks and a severe headache caused his body to tremble unconsciously, but he was smiling as if he had found an interesting prey.
He picked up the pen and wrote quickly on his bloody notebook: "Seven days! I have seven more days left!"
When I woke up from my dream for the 368th time, my mental strength increased again. As I had predicted before, my mental strength would increase with each dream I had. This improvement is not a fixed mental strength. ....but a percentage increase!
"The specific amount of dreaming cannot be measured by data. I do not have a standard at present to determine the value of mental power. Estimates are that the increase should be about one percent."
After writing this, Sumu paused and finally added a summary: "Fourth summary regarding dream assumptions.
Dreams have the ability to restore and enhance mental power. Even if all mental power is used up while awake, a dream can restore it and increase total mental power by one percent! (The increase in total mental power has nothing to do with whether mental power is used up or not.)"
He stopped writing and looked at the summary of his previous dream predictions.
Article 1: As long as you sleep, you will dream. After waking up from a dream, the total amount of mental power will inevitably increase. This can be prevented by not sleeping.
Article 2: Reading and working in dreams, frightening and encouraging, enjoying indulgence, destroying dreams... and other things that consume energy and cause mood swings can effectively consume mental energy.
Article 3: The physical body is a vessel and mental power is water. When mental power exceeds the limit that the physical body can bear, serious damage will occur to the physical body, such as headache, tinnitus, nosebleed, weakness in the limbs, muscle atrophy, etc. ....
Blow it up!
Su Mu had a very clear understanding of his current situation. In one sentence, he had a strange disease that could increase his mental strength infinitely. He couldn't bear it. His mental strength was increasing day by day, and he would die in seven days.
The way to treat the disease is very simple, that is, to increase the strength of the physical body so that the physical body can withstand the tyrannical mental force. But the problem is that with his physical condition, ordinary exercise methods have no effect. It is like making a seriously ill patient do intense physical exercise, not only does not alleviate the disease, but also causes a faster death.
Now he can only rely on consuming a lot of mental energy every day to relieve the pressure on his body.
To give an easy to understand example, the physical body is like the bladder, and the mental power is the urine. Now Sumu is in a state where her bladder is about to burst every day. After returning to normal and sleeping, my bladder filled up again and I even increased my urine output by one percent.
That was why he had found twelve dazzling beauties in his dream before, read books to study, and blew up his dream world, because it was… consuming mental energy.
Now that he had woken up, his mental strength was full and strong.
Feeling the pain that was about to tear her head apart, Su Mu lay down on the table, her chest heaving violently and her forehead covered in cold sweat.
At the same time, a simple and luxurious black car was parked in front of a dilapidated residential building.
Pedestrians on the road couldn't help but raise their eyebrows when they saw this car because they rarely saw such expensive luxury cars in the 13th district.
When the people in the car got off the bus, the passersby changed their facial expressions and quickly looked away, not daring to look again.
I saw two thin men in black suits with black snake tattoos on their necks get out of the car. They looked around, and the pedestrians around them quickly looked away before they dared to look at them.
These two people have a fierce aura, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe them as wild.
But what really scares pedestrians is not the angry temper of the other party, but the black snake tattoo on his neck. Everyone living in District 13 knows what this tattoo means.
Viper Gang!
He is the most notorious gangster in District 13, and no one targeted by the Viper Gang will survive the next day.
The two Viper Gang members ignored the fearful looks of the pedestrians around them, took the wheelchair out of the car, and then entered the dilapidated residential building.
Once he disappeared from everyone's sight, everyone dared to breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't help but whisper.
"Why are the Viper Gang people here?"
"Someone must have borrowed money from loan sharks and they're coming to collect their debt!" Someone said in horror: "Did you see that wheelchair? They must be getting ready to come and break your legs."
"Hey, you're confused. No matter how hard you try, you can't borrow money from the Viper Gang. Isn't that asking for death?"
"Maybe we really are helpless. In today's messed up world, hey..."
"Let's go quickly. We can't see the excitement of the Viper Gang. Be careful, you might get blood all over your body."
Pedestrians scattered like birds and animals and stayed away from here.
After a while, the door of Su Mu's house opened, and two men in black suits pushed a wheelchair and entered the room.
Their eyes swept across the room and finally locked eyes with Su Mu's bedroom. The two of them looked at each other and then walked towards the bedroom.
Su Mu, whose headache had temporarily eased, turned around when he heard the voice and saw two men with stern eyes standing at the door like door gods.
"Boss!"
Two men in suits shouted enthusiastically.
Su Mu frowned slightly: "How many times have I told you, don't use the gang's tactics and do your job properly!"
The two men in suits immediately became frightened and quickly changed their words: "Yes, leader!"
Su Mu nodded in satisfaction. He picked up the brown glasses on the table and placed them on his face. A pair of deep eyes appeared under the glasses, adding a little more to the vampire's aristocratic mystique.
The mysterious nobleman was about to stand up immediately, but just as he was about to stand up, a feeling of dizziness suddenly came to his brain, causing him to fall back onto the stool.
Two men in suits stood like wooden figures.
Su Mu said expressionlessly: "Help me."
After receiving the order, two people hurried over and carefully helped Su Mu into the wheelchair.
After a while, Su Mu sat in the wheelchair and was carried to the car by two men in suits.