Chapter 162: Nightmare God and Sweet Dream God
Although it was a good thing that Snorlax was willing to help him, Heath's scalp felt numb when he thought about having to sing a folk song with Explos. After all, he had never heard of the folk songs in the Pokémon world, and he didn't know how to sing the folk songs in a duet.
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. I have to get up early tomorrow morning, so I'd better go to bed early today." Heath yawned and didn't continue to worry about this problem. He was already very tired today and had to get up early tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Heath turned off the bedroom light, then lay down on the big bed of the Wind Speed Dog he bought, and soon fell asleep. What Heath didn't notice was that before going to sleep, the unwilling Zoroark was holding a familiar black crystal in his arms...
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"Ah, what a pure nightmare atmosphere, such a great nightmare, I rarely see..." In the Quartz League at night, a Pokémon that was completely black with some white on its head flew over at a high speed from a distance, and then stopped in front of a high-end apartment, looking down with curiosity. It could see through these buildings and see Heath who was frowning on the bed below.
A strong black nightmare aura emanated from Heath's body. The black nightmare aura looked so tempting that the nightmare god Darkrai couldn't help but drool at the corners of his mouth. He was very curious about what kind of nightmare Heath was having that would produce such a great nightmare aura.
Darkrai slowly stretched out his hand. As the God of Nightmares, Darkrai had some special abilities, such as entering other people's nightmares and watching the contents of the nightmares at will. This was Darkrai's little hobby. Good nightmares would be recorded by Darkrai and then become templates for Darkrai to make other people have nightmares.
So after seeing such a high-quality nightmare , Darkrai couldn't help it anymore, and his hand got closer and closer to Heath. Because of Darkrai's influence, Zoroark next to Heath also had a nightmare. Darkrai's hand trembled, and he accidentally reached into Zoroark's dream.
It was a pure white dream. In the dream there was a large and luxurious-looking castle, an amusement park, beautiful maids, and a handsome butler.
Darkrai spat, then quietly exited this terrible dream. Darkrai looked at the little fox beside him suspiciously. He suddenly became curious about what on earth would cause the little fox to become like this, and was this a nightmare? Why did the fox seem to be even more excited?
Darkrai shook his head, thinking it must be an illusion . This was the first time Darkrai had seen such an abnormal Pokémon. The Pokémon nightmares Darkrai had seen before were all about being tortured or abandoned by their trainers. This kind of nightmare was really rare.
Darkrai took a deep breath and then stretched out his hand. This time he had seen carefully and would definitely not be wrong. Darkrai did not want to see Zoroark's dream again. The nightmare of this little fox was too terrible.
"Darkrai, what have you done to these innocent humans again!" With an angry voice, Darkrai raised his head, and then he saw a familiar old opponent, the dream god Cresselia.
"Of course I'm enjoying a wonderful nightmare. This human's nightmare was not caused by me." Darkrai rolled his eyes, then opened his mouth and absorbed the nightmare breath of Heath. Otherwise, it would be a pity if he was stopped by Cresselia.
"You still say it's not? What is this?" Cresselia pointed angrily at the thing in Zoroark's arms. Darkrai curiously leaned over to take a look, and was immediately shocked. It turned out to be the crystal of his nightmare? But how did this human get it?
"I swear I didn't give him this thing." Darkrai quickly raised his hand. Although it was true that Darkrai was the God of Nightmares, he would not take the initiative to take action in the Quartz Alliance. After all, this was the headquarters of the Human Alliance. When Darkrai came in, several powerful Pokémon opened their eyes and looked in the direction of Darkrai.
The powerful Darkrai needs to be cautious when facing so many Pokémon. Although it is okay to eat nightmares, it is not allowed to make the humans here have nightmares on their own initiative.
Although Cresselia still didn't quite believe it, it also knew Darkrai's character. If it was Darkrai who did it, Darkrai would just say something like "Yes, I did it, so what" with a look on his face that asked for a beating.
" I'll just take a look, and then I'll leave." Darkrai stretched out his hand and touched the dream, while Cresselia stood aside and waited. It planned to wait until Darkrai left and then let this human who was tortured by nightmares have a sweet dream.
As soon as Darkrai entered Heath's dream , the whole Pokémon was in trouble, because as soon as it entered, it was caught by a dark-faced dean and thrown into a classroom. Heath was sitting next to it, looking at a book with a painful expression. Darkrai looked down and saw that it was a book called "Advanced Mathematics".
Darkrai immediately didn't want to stay in this dream anymore. He had seen such dreams before and they were extremely boring and meaningless.
But when Darkrai was about to slip away, its shoulder was held down. When it turned around, it saw the teacher with a sullen face.
"My classmate, you cannot leave before you finish your studies. Now that you are here, you should stay as a guest." The dark-faced teacher smiled and dragged out a small truck filled with study materials, including Chinese, mathematics, English, chemistry, biology, etc. There were even strange books like "Postpartum Care for Sows" and "Learn C Language Well, from Beginner to Graveyard".
Darkrai's face turned pale. It actually couldn't get out! Who is this black-faced teacher?
