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Just now, Ribis woke up from his sleep.

At this moment, he was leaning against the wall, sweating profusely.

Although it was just a dream, it was too real, as if he was really carrying a turtle shell and went all over the prison just to find a stone.

He looked at his right hand, as if star power would sprout in the next moment, he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"What the guy in the dream said is true or not. Can the demons really be recognized by the star realm?"

He also secretly made up his mind that tomorrow he will take a good look at that newcomer.

On the other side, just as Ye Qiong returned to his dream, he saw Clay who had been waiting for a long time.

After seeing him, he showed dissatisfaction:

"Why did you go to explore the dreamland alone? You have already made an appointment."

"Sorry, I fell into the dream a little early, so I went to explore it when I have nothing to do."

"Forget it, it's still early anyway, go collect dream crystals now?"

Ye Qiong nodded, agreeing, just now, he has experimented, even in a dream, he can collect emotions, trigger the skill of ghost potential, and enhance his own strength.

In this way, there is a lot of room for manipulation. He only needs to stimulate other people's desires in the dream.

However, this approach is getting closer and closer to what the devil does, and I don't know if excessive absorption of other people's emotions will cause any sequelae?

It's okay now, in the reincarnation dungeon, he can do experiments as much as he wants.

Follow Clay to the dream of the next person.

In the same way, first manipulate the dream to expand the desire in the dream owner's heart, and then use the power of wish to make the dream crystallization pure.

Looking at the demon man who was indulging in the wine pool and meat forest in front of him, a black energy invisible to the naked eye gathered into his body.

When the pure dream crystallization is completed, it is announced that this dream is about to shatter.

Ye Qiong and Clay have seen such a scene countless times, without the slightest hesitation, they went directly to find the dream of the next person.

After many times of cooperation, he and Clay have their own methods on how to collect pure dream crystals.

After one night, I earned a full twenty-seven yuan.

After the division, Clay opened the space vortex with satisfaction, chose to leave Ye Qiong's dream, and did not forget to say before leaving:

"Remember, it's still time to gather tomorrow."

After saying this, he took a few serious glances at Ye Qiong.

"Speaking of which, did you use some secret method, why is the breath on your body not so annoying?"

Ye Qiong just shook his head and replied:

"Maybe it was your illusion from the beginning."

"Maybe."

After saying this, the black goblin stepped into the space vortex and chose to leave.

In fact, Ye Qiong understood the reason for Clay's question just now.

Probably the power of lust played a role.

The dreams they went to that night were very similar to the wishes of their masters, which was to indulge themselves to the fullest.

Because of this, he gained a lot of power of lust, thus transforming his body.

The change in Clay's attitude is probably because of this.

In addition, from Rebis' body, he also gained a power of greed. This power gathered in his hands, causing the hands to gradually transform.

As for the specific abilities that can be obtained, it will only be understood when one leaves the dreamland.

The dream space gradually began to collapse, and Anaconda returned to the real world one step ahead of him.

Ye Qiong's consciousness began to blur, and he left the dream with just a moment of closing his eyes.

Waking up from the thatched bed, his body felt a little sore. After all, he had only run 200 laps the day before, and he was still living in this environment.

He has reason to believe that if he hadn't gone to the dining hall to eat a big meal, which inspired the power of gluttony and healed his body, otherwise it was still unknown whether he would be able to get out of bed today.

The anaconda next to him seemed to smell something, and kept approaching Ye Qiong, licking Ye Qiong's index finger with a snake letter.

He sniffed his right hand, also quite surprised.

Obviously she was sweating all over last night and hadn't taken a shower yet, so why did she wake up with a scent.

Was it the power of lust that played a role?

It's a pity that there is no mirror now, otherwise Ye Qiong would be able to take a good look to see if his appearance has changed.

Looking at his hands, carefully feeling the changes in them, a force gathered in the veins of flesh and blood in his hands.

Looking at a small stone outside the iron gate, just thinking about it, the stone appeared in his hand.

Mind control?

No, the power just now is more like fetching objects from a distance, taking what you see into your hands.

Ye Qiong can feel that this is not the limit of the greedy hand. If he grows to a certain point, he can take out the enemy's heart through the flesh and blood, and even take away the magic power of others and use it for himself.

It can only be said that the name of greed is indeed worthy of the name, as long as it is everything that the heart desires, it can be obtained by plunder.

This is just the power of the greedy hand. If he can control the power of the other six organs, he might be able to completely transform into a ghost, right?

In addition to the joy in my heart, I can't help but doubt it.

Such a powerful power, bestowed on him by Chaos, would it really cost nothing?

After closing his eyes for a while, the ear-piercing voice sounded as promised. This is the usual method used by Rust Prison to wake up prisoners.

Prisoners who have stayed here for a long time have long been used to it, swearing and waking up from their sleep.

Only a "click" sound was heard, and the iron door that imprisoned Ye Qiong was opened, and his handcuffs were also split into two.

He patted his sore body, stood up, walked out of the iron gate, and walked downstairs.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when I went downstairs, there were more eyes staring at him.

It was normal for him to be so eye-catching on the first day, after all, he was imprisoned on the top floor, and it was normal for the prisoners to be a little curious about him.

But he made such a big commotion yesterday, logically speaking, not to mention the whole prison, at least 70% of the prisoners should already be familiar with him.

Why is it still attracting so many people's attention now? Was it the power of lust that played a role?

What he didn't know was that in the eyes of these prisoners, Ye Qiong had indeed undergone earth-shaking changes.

Although there is no change in appearance, the change in the breath on the body is completely different from yesterday.

Yesterday's Ye Qiong exuded an aura that belonged exclusively to the high-level demon clan, and he refused people thousands of miles away. Many prisoners were curious and afraid of him.

But today's him has an extremely gentle aura, making people want to get close and communicate with him unconsciously.

Even the few prisoners who were beaten by him yesterday, including Rebis, had less malice in their eyes.

The younger brother beside him asked:

"Boss Ribis, are you going to teach him a lesson?"

When asked about this, Rebis just glanced sideways at his younger brother.

"How about you go?"

"Old, boss, this guy is a little bit capable of fighting."

"You also know that he can fight well?"

After saying this sentence, looking at Ye Qiong's leaving back, he added a sentence:

"Don't worry, this guy must be weird, otherwise, how could he defeat more than 20 of us when the magic power is blocked."

"Yes, yes, the boss is right, he must have played some trick."

"Okay, since you're so keen on dealing with this kid, I'll leave it to you to monitor him."

"Boss"

"What, is there a problem?"

The little brother showed bitterness, but seeing his boss's sullen expression, he could only grit his teeth and replied:

"No problem, the boss's task must be completed."

Leaving the prison cell and coming to the square, two jailers stood on the high platform, counting the number of people.

One of them, Ye Qiong, was no stranger to him, it was the old jailer who gave him a bottle of water yesterday.

After counting, he ran off the stage and reported to Morel.

"Director, the prisoners are all here, shall we start the routine exercise now?"

"Don't worry, tell me about the situation of that guy yesterday."

Hearing this, Old Mobi showed a look of hesitation, and the young man named Ahan beside him couldn't bear it any longer. He took the words and replied:

"Head of the prison, that guy named Ye Qiong must be weird.

Did you know that he actually finished the two hundred laps you told him to do. "

Morel showed surprise on his face. With the magic power blocked, even high-level demons may not be able to complete this punishment, right?

Immediately, he became interested, because he was a prisoner who was asked to take care of by the Moon Witch.

"Tell me carefully what happened."

As if asking for credit, A-Han told Ye Qiong about running two hundred laps with ease, and after completing the punishment, he was singled out with more than twenty prisoners.

Morel asked:

"Have you confirmed it? The magic power on his body is really sealed?"

"Of course I've confirmed it. It's because his magic power has been sealed that he can still do this kind of thing. Old Moby and I find it strange."

"That's it"

Morel didn't express his opinion too much, but looked at Ye Qiong in the crowd from afar.

For some reason, he somehow felt that this prisoner was much more pleasing to the eye than yesterday, and the disgust in his heart was also less.

However, the task assigned by the Moon Witch must be carried out to the end.

He wanted to see what was so special about this prisoner.

Stuffing out the cigarette butt in his hand, he walked up to the high platform without haste, and looked down at the prisoner below. His glance was more like looking at his own property.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Ye Qiong.

"I am very satisfied. Yesterday you completed my punishment for you, which also proves that you are not hopeless."

Although the words were full of appreciation, they revealed a superior arrogance.

Then he changed the subject and continued:

"However, this is not a reason for you to gather crowds to make trouble.

Prisoner number 4127, 3782 out! "

The serial numbers mentioned by Morel are all the prisoners who fought with Ye Qiong yesterday.

Facing the authority of the warden, the prisoners whose numbers were called walked to the front of the line one by one.

"Tell me the details of what happened yesterday, and then I will punish you one by one."

The intention of these questions is extremely obvious, that is to quickly throw the blame on Ye Qiong.

Some smart prisoners already understood what Morel meant, and hurriedly said:

"My lord, the newcomer is all to blame. He just said that we are in the way, and we have to do it."

"That's right, that guy Hull is right, relying on his ability, he bullied us honest people."

The prisoner at the front, you and I distorted the facts, and it turned out that Ye Qiong took the initiative to provoke, and then there was a crowd fighting later.

Morel looked serious, as if he was really listening to the prisoners stating the facts.

They clapped their hands to make them stop, and then set their eyes on Ye Qiong, still carrying an inherent sense of arrogance, and asked aloud:

"What they said is true? Prisoner 6875."

Facing this question, Ye Qiong answered very casually.

"Whether it's true or not, does it really matter?"

"Presumptuous, who do you think you are talking to?"

An iron whip struck, leaving a long scar on Ye Qiong's body.

Morel was unwilling to let go, and continued to wave the magic iron whip in his hand vigorously.

"What do you think you are? Just a fraudster pretending to be a high-level demon, and dare to speak like this to the descendants of the great Rast?"

The words in his mouth showed the arrogance of belonging to the high-level demons.

A black air invisible to the naked eye gathered in Ye Qiong's eyes.

The power of arrogance was causing his eyes to change. If Ye Qiong hadn't lowered his head at this time, someone would be able to see it.

There was a flash of purple light in his eyes, cold and ruthless.

Although blessed with magical power, Morel's physical fitness is not very good, and after only waving for a few minutes, his breathing began to tighten.

Put away the iron whip made of magic power, and looked at Ye Qiong, but found that he still didn't admit his mistake at all.

Just about to say something, but suddenly saw his pupils.

The purple and coquettish pupils are shining brightly, making people addicted to them unconsciously.

What I was about to say just now has become:

"The running exercise has officially started, and, prisoner 6875, add 20 more laps."

After saying this, he turned and left.

The jailer Ahan who received the order showed surprise.

Why does the punishment seem to be lighter today?

Even the old jailer Moby didn't understand what the warden meant for a while.

Only Ye Qiong understood that this was the effect of the eyes of arrogance.

Those whose life level is lower than their own, obey orders unconditionally.

Although he is now a human being, under the transformation of the Chaos Apostle skill, his life level is already much higher than that of ordinary high-level demons.

Naturally, it can be successfully launched against Morel.

Forbearance is not his character. The moment he knew the power of the arrogant eye, he chose to launch it on Morel and manipulate his mind.