Mystery: The New Dark Emperor Arrives

Chapter 769: Extra 7: The Birth of the Demonic Wolf
A certain day in the AD era.

Dr. Borlag encounters a very strange patient who is convinced that he can enter other people's dreams.

Of course, the reason why this patient seems strange is not because he has such strange thoughts.

After all, as a well-known psychiatrist and an authoritative professor in the field of psychiatry, Borlag has seen patients with all kinds of strange ideas.

Instead, he was certain when he saw the patient for the first time that he must know the young man in front of him: "Where have we met before?"

As he spoke, Borragh opened the case file. There was no photo on it, only a resume and previous cases written by other doctors.

The patient is called Freguera, 26 years old, and has been receiving treatment for a period of time, but the previous treatment plan obviously had no effect.

Fraguela, who has thick eyebrows and a bright smile, smiled and said, "Maybe, but I don't have much impression of you."

He doesn't look like a psychopath at all.

Bolag shook his head slightly, feeling that what he had just said was somewhat rash, and thought that this patient was somewhat strange. Of course, every one of his patients was somewhat strange.

He cleared his throat and said, "Let's just chat."

In Bollag's view, a very important thing in treating mental illness is to find the cause. Only when the cause is found can effective treatment be carried out.

The way he found the cause of the disease was to chat with the patient. As the conversation went on, he was often able to determine the cause of the patient's mental abnormality.

Because of this special way of questioning, he didn't even look at the medical records written by the previous doctor.

"When did you feel you could enter other people's dreams?" Bollag asked.

Fregola said without hesitation: "From the moment I was born."

He went on to explain: “My father told me this, he said that he and my mother had the same dream that night.

“I dreamed that I was born, and the next morning I was actually born.

"My father said that the moment I was born, all the animals around our house felt uneasy.

"Later, I often dreamed about that scene."

Borrag asked curiously, "Which scene?"

“My own birth.”

"Oh." Bolag casually wrote on the medical record: suspected mild paranoia.

He continued to ask: "The ability to enter other people's dreams must have caused you a lot of trouble, right?"

"That's right." Fragra immediately sat up straight. "You are a competent doctor, unlike those other bastards who just classified my thoughts as delusional."

Borrag smiled and glanced at the words he had just written down.

I only heard Fregla continue: "When I was young, I couldn't tell which places in my dreams were safe and which were dangerous. Because I occasionally encountered danger, my mind was very unstable.

"More often than not, I can't tell which are the real thoughts of the dreamer and which are his imaginations, so I often offend people."

He spread his hands with a helpless smile: "Can you imagine? A four or five-year-old child asked my father's good friend why he wanted to be intimate with my mother so much?"

Borrag smiled and said, "I often said the wrong things when I was a kid."

Then he asked, "So you didn't have many friends at that time?"

"Yes." Fragra said, "I have a friend named Allen."

"How did we meet?"

“At home.” Fraguela introduced enthusiastically: “Oh, yes, Alan is a border collie.

"It and I were born on the same day, and we are good friends who can talk about anything."

At this point, he gradually became a little sad, and then he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, when I was 12 years old, Alan went missing.

"Many people said that it must have realized that it was going to die soon, so it chose to find a place to face death alone."

Bolag wrote again on the case: Alan, Border Collie.

After writing this, I drew a triangle at the back to indicate that this was important information.

"You must be very sad, right?" asked Borrag.

Fraegra took a deep breath and said, "Fortunately, I often see it in my dreams."

Borrag smiled and said, "I had forgotten about this ability of yours.

"Has your life changed since Alan was gone?"

His experience told him that the dog should be suffering from Freigra's disease in the initial mapping, so he planned to ask Alan a few more questions.

"There are some changes indeed," Fraguera replied, "As I get older, I can gradually distinguish which places in my dreams are safe and which are dangerous.

“I also understand what the dreamer imagines or what they don’t want others to know, so I try not to mention it.

"So my spirits improved a lot, and I gradually stopped being annoyed by others."

This change surprised Bolag a little: "Now, there are new problems troubling you?"

Theoretically, if the patient's logic becomes self-consistent to a certain extent, the symptoms can be improved, and at least most of the time they will look relatively normal.

This patient showed a clear tendency to recover after the age of 12. His condition must have worsened recently for some unknown reason, so he came to see a doctor again.

"That's right." Fregla took a deep breath as if out of habit: "I have encountered a very strange problem recently. Sometimes I dream that I appear in a strange world.

“At first, I would only stay in that world for three or four days, then a week, and now I can stay in a strange place for a month.

“Every time I fall asleep and wake up, I feel a strong sense of disconnection.

“你可以想象的到么？躺下的时候是6月1日，醒来的时候明明是6月2日，但是却有种7月1日的感觉了。”

Bolag wrote on the case: Has the condition worsened?
He asked: "Can you tell me in detail what kind of world it is?"

“Just a normal modern human society,” Freiguera replied, “but not in America, but in an Asian country.

"I don't know why I am so familiar with the living habits there. I had a pretty good time there."

Bolag asked again: "Has there been a similar situation before?"

"Yes, but it only lasted a few hours, or even a few minutes. Before I could figure out what was going on, the dream ended."

"What do you think that is?"

"I think?"

"Yes, you think so." Bolag said, "Because I don't have the ability to enter other people's dreams, I lack the corresponding professional knowledge."

Fraguera praised again: "You are a competent doctor."

Then he paused and said, "I have had some ideas, wondering if I could connect someone's dream with reality.

"But I'm not sure if this is the case, so I want to find a professional to confirm it."

At this point he shook his head and said helplessly: “But people think that they are illusions.

"I saw that you have published several papers on dreams before, and I got a lot of inspiration from them, so I wanted to hear your thoughts."

Borrag stroked his hair and smiled, "That was a long time ago, but I did do some research on dreams, and I think dreams can be used to treat mental illnesses.

"Unfortunately, we have no way to manipulate dreams."

He continued to ask: "Have you tried to find the area where your dream appeared?"

"I did look for it." Bollag said, "I also found my 'role' in the dream."

At this point, he suddenly said seriously: "But when I found that person, he was already dead!
"And the time of death will probably be when I wake up from my dream."

Borrag understood: "So, you lived for a month from the perspective of a stranger, and when you woke up, he was dead?"

"Something like this."

Borrag couldn't help but frown, then wrote "delusional disorder" on the medical record, but then put a question mark behind it.

At this time, Fregla asked: "Doctor, do you have any suggestions?"

Bolag was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly crossed out everything he had written on the medical record, and then said, “To be honest, I don’t think dreams are connected to the real world.

“The reason you feel connected is because you are connected to another person’s dream, and through the dream you are connected to another real world.

"As for the time difference issue, I don't understand it either."

He put the case and pen on the table and said, "But as a doctor, I have to tell you that you are also very likely to suffer from severe paranoia.

“I suggest that you search for the scene in your dream again with your family. If the result is the same as your previous search alone, it is beyond my understanding.

"If you don't find the places you dreamed of, I suggest you come to me for inpatient treatment."

Fregola nodded and said, “So far, the advice you have given is the most pertinent.

"Thank you very much for your advice. I am sure that I am not delusional."

Then he asked: "Doctor, if you are asked to continue studying dreams without interrupting your work and life, are you willing to continue doing relevant research?"

Borrag smiled and shook his head: "Dreams are not something I can continue to study just because I want to. It requires a lot of high-end and professional equipment.

"The key is that I have to design some of the equipment myself. After all, there are currently no very professional instruments for dream research."

Fragra smiled and said, “These are not problems, I just want to ask if you are willing?
"Well, I will try my best to provide you with the conditions you need. All the research results are yours. I just want to clarify some issues."

Borrager was somewhat moved, as if he had regained his ideal of finding a new way to treat mental illness when he was young: "I'll think about it."

Fraguela nodded: "I'll come back tomorrow."

Bolag was slightly stunned, and just watched the patient in front of him get up and leave.

Just as he was about to organize the patient's files and rewrite the case, Bolag suddenly opened his eyes.

He is awake!
……

Looking at the already bright curtains, Bolag was a little dazed. The diagnosis and treatment process just now turned out to be a dream!

But...it's too realistic!
For a moment, Bollag couldn't tell whether what was just now was reality or what is now reality.

While eating breakfast, Bolag saw his three-year-old daughter looking at the street outside the window, so he seriously told her to eat seriously.

But my daughter suddenly asked, "Dad, can I have a puppy?"

Borrag casually said, "Don't we already have Piccolo at home?"

Bick is the poodle they raise at home.

"That's different." The daughter said in a baby voice, "There is a puppy on the road outside. It is very obedient and we had a very happy chat."

Bolag was slightly stunned: "Did you have a good chat?"

This reminded him of the description of the patient Fregra he met in his dream last night.

At this time, the eldest son was eating breakfast and laughing: "When did you learn the language of dogs?"

The daughter said seriously, "It can speak."

Borrag contacted again and asked, "What did it say? When did you meet it? What breed was the puppy?"

"It said it was waiting for a friend, and that friend is receiving treatment from you." The little girl thought for a moment and then said, "It seems like it was yesterday, and it seems like it was today."

Finally she shook her head: "I don't know what kind it is."

Borg's expression gradually became serious. At this time, his daughter was still not very clear about the difference between yesterday and the day before yesterday, so sometimes she was not very clear about the question of which day it was.

So he took out his phone and searched for several photos of border collies for his daughter to identify. Finally, his daughter pointed to a black and white collie and said, "It's similar to this one."

Bollag immediately fell into deep thought and had no appetite even for his meal. He immediately drove to the hospital and contacted several of his classmates and friends, hoping to learn the latest information on dream research.

But then he discovered that humans had done too little research on dreams. The friends he found were all scientists with cutting-edge research topics, but he didn't get much useful information.

This incident made him lose focus on work for the whole day and he even suffered from insomnia at night, but in that instant he fell into a deep sleep.

……

When Bolag came to his senses, he found himself sitting in the office again. At this time, Fragera pushed the door open and said, "Doctor, what have you thought about?"

Borrag stood up suddenly: "You, you really have the ability to enter other people's dreams!"

Fragra pursed his lips and smiled: "You finally believe it?"

Borrag sat back in his chair and asked, "So the border collie that was waiting outside last night, no, last night, was Alan?" "Yes."

Borrag asked again: "So, you and Alan 'talk about everything', you talk about everything in your dreams?"

"Yes."

Borlag sat there motionless, thinking for more than half a minute before asking, "How are you going to fund my research?"

"As long as you have used the equipment, I can show you in the dream." Fregla said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand the principle.

"If you have only heard of it but never seen it, but you know where it is, I can help you find it.

“As for the instruments that need to be designed, I will enter the dream of the relevant designer and ask him to help you design it.

“All the research is done in dreams, so it won’t interfere with your life and work.”

Borrag nodded: "Okay, I am willing to do the corresponding research. Can I go out directly from here and study the dreams outside?"

"It's best not to leave the hospital." Fregla said, "Because there are many unknown dangers outside.

“I’ve thought about this idea a long time ago, but it’s not a good idea because your research on the outside world is just like your research on the entire universe in the real world. It’s hard to achieve much.

"I will simulate a laboratory for you in the hospital so that you can use instruments to study the second layer of dreams. The research results there will be the same as studying the current dream in the real world."

Borlag said he understood: "That is to say, the experimental results here are universal with those in the real world."

Fraguera nodded.

Finally, Borrag asked again, "What do you want to know?"

"I really want to know why my dreams have become so unstable recently?" Fregla said, "I don't know why, but some time ago, there were some changes in the dream world.

“It was also from that time that I began to enter unfamiliar environments uncontrollably and stayed there for a month or two.

“Well, I took a nap during the day and ended up on another planet for two months!

“I think as time goes on, I might spend more and more time in my dreams.

"I think that finding the cause of my unstable dreams should help me understand my current situation."

Borrag nodded and said, “I need a few test subjects, preferably those that are related to the recent instability of the dream.

"For example, people who are affected by the instability of dreams."

"No problem." Fraguera said, "I'll provide it for you."

Borrag asked again: "Did you go to an alien planet this time?"

"Yes." Fregola took a deep breath and said, "Originally I thought that the changes in the dream world would at most make me appear somewhere on Earth. Now it seems that I might visit any planet with intelligent creatures that can produce dreams."

Next, they began to plan the laboratory, and after obtaining the corresponding instruments and experimental subjects in an instant, Borlag's research began immediately.

In the blink of an eye, a week in the real world passed. When Borrag was doing research in the laboratory in the dream, Fregola suddenly pushed the door in.

He looked very tired, and his previous sunny and cheerful look disappeared.

"Some results!" Bollag said immediately: "I found that the instability of dreams has a source, which is probably in Europe, but the specific location cannot be determined yet.

"I need you to bring one test subject from each European country. We should be able to find the source of the instability soon."

"Okay." Fraguera pinched his forehead and asked, "How many more days will it take?"

"A week." Then Borragh said, "You look tired."

"Yeah." Fregola took a deep breath: "I spent five whole years in a dream yesterday. I almost thought that life in the real world was a dream."

He touched his face with his hand and said helplessly: "This feeling is really wonderful. When I woke up, I almost forgot about the research I asked you to do."

Bollag was stunned for a moment. It was hard to imagine what it felt like to sleep for five years.

He paused before saying, "My suggestion is that you prepare some notes by your bed so that you don't forget something important."

Fragra smiled helplessly again: "I will."

At this time, Bolag saw a border collie at the door: "Is that Alan?"

"Yes."

Borrag asked curiously, "Did you... did you 'create' it in your dream?"

Fragra was suddenly stunned: "I... I seem... I seem... to be with it... in the real world?"

He pinched his forehead and found that he really couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality!

Seeing that the other party was in a bad mental state, Bolag suggested: "You'd better go out for a walk and relax yourself."

Fraguera nodded: "I will...I will..."

As he spoke, he left in a daze. The border collie looked at Bolag deeply and left as well.

Another week later, Fregla came to the hospital, looking very haggard and drinking. He asked Bolag, who was sitting in the office, in a hoarse voice, "Are there any results?"

This time the border collie followed in, closer to Fraguera than last time.

"Got it!" Bollag said, "But before I tell you the exact location, I need you to promise me that I can continue my research in my dreams."

Fraguela gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine and said, "Okay, go ahead."

Bolag then said, "In the Kiev Oblast of Ukraine, probably in Pripyat."

Fragra was stunned: "Pripyat?"

"You might know another name better," said Borragh. "Chernobyl."

Fragra nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Then he stretched out his hand, and Borrag suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

In the face of Bolag’s surprise, Fraegra took another sip of wine and said with a crazy smile: “Sorry, I don’t have any patience for this world anymore.

“You may not know that the day before yesterday, I spent a hundred years in a strange world!

“From the birth of a creature, to its growth, to adulthood, and then to its death.

"Hehe, you can't imagine the pain."

He walked out step by step with the bottle of wine, and the Border Collie looked at Bolag with some regret, then followed him out.

Tomorrow morning, Dr. Bolag will be found by his family, having died of a heart attack during the night.

……

Fraguera woke up suddenly, and he first reached for the bedside table to find some wine.

At this time, his eyes were red and his face was pale. He had not slept for two days and two nights.

Just now, Fregra was wandering in a dream. He entered the dream on his own initiative, which could not be considered sleep at all. Every time he woke up, he would feel more tired.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to sleep, but that he doesn’t dare to sleep.

Based on the superposition law of the previous dream world, he estimated that if he entered the dream world again with normal sleep, he would stay there for at least 200 years. When he returned to this world, he would definitely go crazy.

Gudong Gudong~
Fregola took a few sips of wine and saw the border collie not far away: "Hey, man, many times I doubt whether I really have delusions. Why are you always by my side?"

The dim room fell into silence.

"I'm really crazy." Fraguera took another sip of wine before starting to pack his luggage and rush to the airport.

After buying the corresponding ticket, Freguera was preparing to go through security to enter the terminal hall. While queuing, he suddenly found a strange instrument at the security check entrance. It had a huge base and the middle part looked like a giant printer. There was a soldier operating the instrument next to it.

Fraguera suddenly had a bad feeling.

The next second, the soldier who was looking at the computer suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of Fregra.

Fraguela immediately put the soldier into a deep sleep, and learned from his dream that this instrument came from the research of the Chernobyl Institute, and could actually detect fluctuations of supernatural powers!
Chernobyl!
Fraguela sneered and immediately left the queue waiting for security check.

At this moment, he suddenly looked towards the top of the tall building opposite.

bang~
The sniper rifle fired, and the sniper on the roof of the opposite building shot at Fraguela who had left the team.

The sniper immediately reported into the headset: "Killed!"

But there was no response from the other end of the headset, and the sniper was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the space in front of him suddenly cracked like a broken mirror. His hand was still on the trigger and he hadn't fired a shot at all!
The target had already fled the scene.

This surprised the sniper. Was he hallucinating just now?
The soldiers at the security checkpoint were equally surprised. The enemy had escaped in the blink of an eye.

However, the target certainly could not run far, and his whereabouts could be quickly found through surveillance.

At this time, Freguera was hiding in a narrow street not far from the airport, surrounded by garbage and excrement.

But he was too sleepy to walk.

Fregla had just expended a lot of energy. If he maintained the dream for a long time, he was afraid that he would fall asleep. Therefore, both the sniper and the soldier woke up from the dream quickly.

He had already cut a deep gash on the palm of his hand, relying on the pain to stay conscious.

At this time, sirens sounded all around, and it seemed that there were police cars on the surrounding streets.

Fraguela struggled to his feet and continued to run away with the border collie.

He turned around suddenly and let the soldiers who were chasing him fall asleep.

Bang bang~
But soldiers came from another direction and fired two shots at Freguera, one of which hit him in the chest and knocked him to the ground.

Freguera suddenly felt dazed, not knowing whether he was going to fall asleep or die.

Then he felt that everything around him seemed unreal. Was he still in a dream?
At this time, the border collie walked forward with a leisurely pace, an invisible ripple spread out, and all the soldiers around fell asleep.

The shepherd looked at Fraegra and suddenly said, “Let me tell you a story.

“Once upon a time, there was a sheepdog and a little boy who were born on the same day, almost at the same time. The birth of the sheepdog made all the creatures around him sense something was wrong, and there were signs of confusion for a time.

“Back then, people thought the abnormalities were caused by the birth of a little boy.

“The collie grew up with the little boy and became a good friend both in the dream and in the real world.

“Later, the little boy showed some amazing abilities, and he would appear in almost anyone’s dream.

“But people overlook the sheepdog that was with the little boy.

“People think that the little boy has the ability to enter other people’s dreams, but it is actually the sheepdog that has these abilities.

"Until the boy was 12 years old, one of his classmates became jealous of his ability, lured the boy into the wild, and then shot him to death with a pistol."

Fraguela's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the sheepdog in front of him in some disbelief. He seemed to have suddenly remembered a lot of things!
The soldiers who came to support fell into a deep sleep, but the shepherd dog still looked very calm, and continued to tell the story: "When the shepherd dog learned all this, it often entered the murderer's dreams and gradually changed some of his subconscious thoughts.

"With the gradual changes, the murderer gradually believed that he was the little boy! Until today, until now!"

"Hehehe~" "Freguera" tried hard to say something, but he couldn't say anything at this time. He raised his hands hard, but caught nothing.

The sheepdog finally said: “The little boy is called Alan, and the sheepdog is called Fregola.

“Yes, actually my name is Fregra.

“After the little boy died, I explored the dream world more deeply and found that my appearance was more like a change in the dream world, and my situation was actually very dangerous.

“So, I gave you some ability to control dreams and called my name.

"Today, more than a decade later, this approach has finally paid off. After the dream world suddenly became unstable, you eventually replaced me. You were affected by the distortion and madness of the dream world and fell into a long dream.

"And I was hardly affected at all."

As he spoke, he grew larger and larger, and grew four more legs, until he became more like a wolf than a sheepdog.

This is the gradual mutation of its body that has occurred recently under the influence of the dream world.

"I can feel that the world is about to undergo a huge change, and my change is the best evidence." The eight-legged demon wolf said, "So I took back my name and became Fregola again!

"In this way, I will be able to establish a close connection with my dreams again, and use the dream world to resist the drastic changes that will occur in the world in the near future."

After saying this, it took a light step with its eight legs and ran a long distance.

The man on the ground looked at Fraegra's back and took his last breath.

(End of this chapter)