Chapter 1 The Living Jesus
"You mean, from the time you were born to now for more than 20 years, you have been able to control your dreams at will?"
"Yes, since I was born, I have been killing people, robbing people, causing various murders, gunfights, robbing banks, or hijacking planes and blowing up two buildings at the same time in my dreams."
"To put it bluntly, if the crime in my dream was true and I was arrested"
The sky was bright and it was drizzling outside.
Morning, 5:29
The two men were sitting at the breakfast stall, talking about the salty tofu in their bowls.
"All the police officers in the three cities of Jiangsu will receive collective promotions."
Xu Hao's voice echoed in the corridor.
The short-haired man next to him was full of admiration and gave a thumbs up.
"Then my brother is in a fortress!"
"By the way, what's your name, buddy? Forget it, my name is Wang Chao. Let's wait until I take a few bites of salted tofu."
Wang Chao lowered his head and kept murmuring. After a long while, he raised his head and said while chewing: "In addition to killing people and not breaking the law in dreams, what unique skills can you have?"
"Precognition."
Xu Hao lowered his head and ate the sesame seed cakes and said vaguely.
"What about?" Wang Chao was confused.
"For example."
Xu Hao chewed the food in his mouth carefully, then his throat rolled and he looked up at him.
"Three"
"Three? What three?" Wang Chao paused, his face full of confusion.
"Two"
"What the hell?"
"One."
Don’t wait for Wang Chao to ask again, next second.
"Ah!!!!"
A sharp sound that pierced the whole world cut through the morning!
At this moment, the whole world seemed to have come to a standstill, and the rain was still in the air. Everyone stopped and turned their heads to look towards the center of the road at the intersection.
Wang Chao looked subconsciously.
There were four bodies there.
Four corpses dripping with blood, nailed to the cross, looking up to the sky!
The corpse was stiff and cold, with bright red scars all over the body. A hole was cut out of the abdomen. Intestines, blood, feces and urine flowed out of the hole like water, mixed with rainwater, and slowly flowed on the ground
The nails were smashed into both hands, and the tendons, bones, flesh and blood were clearly visible!
The corpses were kneeling on the ground, with the cross behind their backs supporting their reclining bodies. In the drizzle on a cloudy day, they raised their heads, their eyes were empty, their mouths were open, and they let the rain drip down on them at the crossroads.
These are four cold corpses.
Four bodies of Jesus.
"Ah!!!"
"Beep beep beep beep!!!"
"Fuck, kill someone!"
"Call the police, call the police!!!"
In an instant, the cold morning was completely boiling.
Noises, screams, roars, car horns, mixed with raindrops, buzzed around the four silent bodies.
"Crack."
Wang Chao at the breakfast stall was stunned, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground and rolled slowly.
He turned to look at Xu Hao, his face full of astonishment.
Xu Hao stared into his eyes and smiled.
"Just like this."
5:30
2003, September 1st.
Xu Hao slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the alarm clock beside him.
Early morning, 4:01
[Host: Xu Hao]
【Age: 23】
[Skills learned: killing skills lv5, firearms lv5, gambling lv5, theft lv5, murder lv5]
(Note: The full level is lv5)
[Buff skills: none]
[Achievements achieved: Bloody Massacre, Gangster Thief, Outlaw, Public Enemy of the Police, Undocumented Crime.]
"Well~ It's such a hearty dream."
Xu Hao yawned and dismissed the blue screen in front of him that only he could see.
He stood up and sat in front of the computer, turned it on, entered the password, clicked on the page, and coded words all at once.
It has been twenty-three years since he was reincarnated into this world since he was killed by the son of the world, the great fortune, who was extremely lucky in his last life.
Of course, he lived a very ordinary life in the past twenty-three years. He was an orphan and had no capital to start a business in advance, although he had a golden finger.
But the golden finger was just a thing that allowed him to dream freely and lucidly.
In a dream, he can be the master of the entire world, or he can be a madman fighting in the city with the police.
Or something as mundane as making a bomb to blow up two buildings.
Except for dream control and another function of writing plots, Xu Hao didn't see any other uses of the system.
So far, there are only dreams.
It’s as if the system can only dream.
"New book, released"
Xu Hao pressed a few buttons and looked at the publish button on the web page with a smile on his face.
【Chapter 1, Jesus in the Real World】(Published)
This is a novel website, the Destination Novel Network.
When he can control his dreams, dreams may replace reality and become his place of nostalgia, so he needs several realistic anchors, such as a career and a few friends.
Being a novel author is his profession, as for what he writes about.
Naturally, it is a scene in a dream.
His golden finger is called [Mystery Writer], except that he can learn and acquire skills by himself in the dream world.
You can also get [buff skills] by writing dream plots in reality, but unfortunately, after writing countless plots, you still haven't obtained the so-called skills.
Now Xu Hao simply regards it as a career that can bring good income.
After all, let’s put it this way, it doesn’t look like what others wrote, and it doesn’t look like what Xu Hao wrote.
"Ahem~"
A beep came from the computer. Xu Hao adjusted the mouse and clicked on the comment.
[Chew a bubble gum: Wait, wait a minute. No, no, bro, where did you write this? 】
[The flashlight is out of power: Something is wrong. Why are all the lines on the body so clear? Dude, is this a novel or a narrative? 】
[Love to drink bone soup: Last time I read his book about robbery and murder, I felt something was wrong. The writing was a bit too real. It couldn’t be an autobiography! 】
[Crazy is not crazy: No, brother, if it doesn’t work, let’s surrender and strive for leniency. 】
【.】
Seeing these comments popping up like bamboo shoots, Xu Hao had a smile on his face.
Daily scare readers (1/1)
"How can dreaming be said to be a crime? So what if you do whatever you want in the dream."
Xu Hao smiled, then turned off the computer and walked out.
He doesn't think that he is a criminal if he does whatever he wants in the dream. Even if he is, the crime in the dream should be handed over to the police in the dream. What does it have to do with reality?
Furthermore.
"Criminals? Only those who are arrested are called criminals. I just had a dream. Why should I be called a criminal if I am not arrested?"
Xu Hao opened the door, felt a gust of cool breeze, put on his coat and walked outside. As soon as he went out, a drizzle came towards him. Xu Hao subconsciously squinted his eyes. He thought it looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it and continued walking towards the breakfast stall in front.
It rains a lot in Jiangsan City, but this kind of drizzle that is light enough not to affect daily travel is not common.
It's only 5:19 now.
It was just dawn, there was a dark cloud overhead, and the road was very cold. There was no communication between passers-by, and they walked silently on both sides, stepping on the mud.
Only the white mist steam that rises frequently on the roadside looks more lively.
“Boss, let’s have a bowl of tofu nao.”
Sitting in the shed set up by the breakfast stall, Xu Hao raised his hand to signal.
"Okay, is it still the same?"
The boss, wearing a white apron and white sleeves, raised his head, revealing a smiling face and a warm mouth hidden behind the steam.
"Same as usual, salted tofu puffs, sesame cakes, and a plate of pickles." Xu Hao said.
He has been eating in this store for a long time, and he calculated carefully that he has been eating there for twenty years since he was born, and he has come here almost every day.
With a warm smile on his face, the boss handed over the tofu noodles, then placed the sesame seed cakes and the like, and finally placed a plate of pickles on the table.
"Eat more."
Xu Hao paused and began to eat skillfully.
Breakfast restaurants open very early, and few restaurants can fill all the tables at 5:30. However, this breakfast restaurant has cultivated regular customers for decades, so even at around 5 o'clock in the morning, the business is very prosperous and there are people queuing up. .
"Brothers, can we share a table?"
A voice suddenly came to mind. Xu Hao looked up and found a man with very clear eyes and a short haircut walking towards him with a tofu bag.
Xu Hao chewed something and nodded subconsciously, but then he suddenly stopped.
"Have we met somewhere?"
Looking at the man in front of him, Xu Hao frowned, feeling that he looked inexplicably familiar.
"Hey, me too, brother. Have we met before? We can't be destined to be in the past life!" The short-haired man sat down. He was a bit talkative and couldn't stop talking.
"I think it looks familiar to you, no matter how you look at it, it looks familiar."
The short-haired man felt as if he had met a close friend, and he spoke as he spoke.
Xu Hao ignored him, frowned, and looked around.
Ever since he went out today, he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Xiaoyu, the breakfast stall, the food, even this short-haired man, it seems like he is there
Wait
Xu Hao was silent. He straightened up and looked directly at the short-haired man.
"What's your name?"
The short-haired man slurped the vermicelli under his tofu head, swallowed it and said with a grin:
"My name is Wang Chao."
Wang Chao?
Xu Hao suddenly paused. He turned on his phone and saw a bright yellow screen with a few words clearly written on it.
5:30.
An indescribable feeling of suffocation enveloped Xu Hao.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wang Chao lowered his head and frowned, looking up at Xu Hao with doubts on his face.
"Three"
Xu Hao moved his dry lips.
"Three? What three?" Wang Chao paused, his face full of confusion.
"Two"
"What the hell?"
"One."
5:31
Three numbers dropped and nothing happened.
Wang Chao tilted his head and looked at him with confusion.
Xu Hao breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he was a little sensitive.
"The boss pays the bill."
Xu Hao raised his hand, called the boss over, and then took out the money to pay.
"Do you want to pack it?" The boss looked at the uneaten food on the table and asked.
Wang Chao looked at his bowl, then at Xu Hao's unfinished meat cakes, sesame cakes, etc., and also looked up at him.
"Forget it, I'll give it to you." Xu Hao said, and then turned around to leave. He was overjoyed when he saw the boss putting the food on him.
"Brother, please wait a moment."
Wang Chao spoke quickly and stopped the other party.
"What's wrong?" Xu Hao frowned.
"I saw there was something wrong with your phone just now. Brother, you didn't seem to notice it. I'll fix it for you now."
Wang Chao was greatly moved by the act of sharing food, and quickly adjusted the settings after taking his cell phone.
Return the phone after ten seconds.
"What's wrong with my phone?" Xu Hao frowned.
"Hi, it's nothing, it's just that the time has gone forward a few minutes."
Wang Chao grinned, "That's what this kind of phone is like. You don't care for two or three days. It's either a few minutes faster or a few minutes slower. Just pay attention later."
How many minutes faster?
Xu Hao suddenly paused.
If it's a few minutes faster, that means it's now
Don't wait for him to finish thinking.
The next moment.
"Ah!!!!"
A sharp sound that pierced the whole world cut through the morning!
At this moment, the whole world seemed to have come to a standstill, and the rain was still in the air. Everyone stopped and turned their heads to look towards the center of the road at the intersection.
Wang Chao looked subconsciously.
There were four bodies there.
Four corpses dripping with blood, nailed to the cross, looking up to the sky!
The corpse was stiff and cold, with bright red scars all over the body. A hole was cut out of the abdomen. Intestines, blood, feces and urine flowed out from the hole like water, mixed with rainwater, and slowly flowed on the ground. The red light of the signal light blended with the blood on the ground.< br>
The nails were smashed into both hands, and the tendons, bones, flesh and blood were clearly visible!
They are like Jesus crucified.
At 5:30 in the morning, sanitation workers uncovered four Jesus figures at the intersection. People holding umbrellas gathered in a circle, and their car lights kept flashing
A loud din surrounded the body.
"Ah!!!"
"Beep beep beep beep!!!"
"Fuck, kill someone!"
"Call the police, call the police!!!"
Looking at the scene in front of him and listening to the noise in his ears, Xu Hao suddenly seemed to be isolated from the world and filled with a sense of dream.
He lowered his head and looked down. The phone lit up and emitted a yellow light, and drizzle fell on the screen. It was hazy, but he could still read a few words clearly.
5:30
Dream.come true.
Suddenly, a voice appeared in Xu Hao's ear.
【Ding】
(End of chapter)