"You like costume history?
No problem, Dream Changan guarantees your satisfaction... But what the heck is this smallpox, the door god, the real and fake empress, the ghost land that the village has turned into, and the most important thing is how my Kaiyuan prosperous age has turned into a fragment of time. "
"Do you like fairy tales?
No problem, how about Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale... But what about the little girl who sells people's hearts, the white-blooded princess who doesn't have human skin, and the heavily fantasy Cinderella?
...
"Um, you like horror and thrillers! ! ! !
Okay, okay, this is good, this is no problem, I won't be surprised even if Cthulhu appears... Hey! Why is there a golden light in your hands, and who is singing "Like sunshine passing through the night,...".
Wang Mandrill, who creates dream travel for others and uses it for his own cultivation, thinks that having a dream is just a matter of skill.
But Wang Mandrill didn't expect that there would be ghosts in his dreams, which made his dreams become weird.
Wang Mandiao, who had caught up with the great fortune, came to a strange world as soon as he opened his eyes, and then saw a group of people in uniform surrounding him.
"Hello, you have crossed the line, please come with us. "
Wang Mandrill, who had no time to react, was taken to the Extraordinary Management Bureau. After various tests, he was confirmed to have the ability to create dreams and was assigned to the Dream Management Bureau.
"Uh! This can be regarded as a different kind of landing. You can become a member of the government department after traveling across time. This is no easier than taking the public examination.
It's here now, isn't it?"
Wang Zhao comforted himself silently.
Reader comments
The writing is quite good, but it took you too long to read just one copy, and my patience was exhausted after reading it.
The writing is quite good, but it took you too long to read just one copy, and my patience was exhausted after reading it.