Fairyland, Big Problem

"I said it all, my dream is to be rich! You show me my dream self!"

Boss Zhang thumped his desk irritably, "Isn't the firm you mentioned that people can see the image of themselves in their dreams? What about business ability?!"

"You calm down first."

Wen Jiu opposite the desk had a gloomy expression on his face. First, he stabilized the customer's mentality that was about to explode.

Open the game interface, the slightly pixel-style backpack bar is bleakly empty, and there is only one game item:

Crescent Feather.

Based on the blessing of the God of Beautiful Dreams, Wen Jiu can see other people's ideals of himself, or the image of himself in dreams.

Boss Zhang, who is in his forties, keeps saying that in his dreams, he is a rich man...

However, in Wen Jiu's field of vision, the translucent image of the dream beside the other party is...

Masked Superman.

A tough mask with a strong sense of justice, a full set of compact combat uniforms with shoulder pads, knee pads, leggings and boots and other parts, and a cloak floating behind.

A very distinctive masked superman type hero image, a hero character that children and even adults like.

That is to say, no matter how much Boss Zhang emphasizes that he wants to get rich... Until the age of forty, the purest dream in his heart is to become a Masked Superman.

Or... use the Crescent Feather.

This thing is an important item in the normal version of Pokemon, it will not be consumed, and its role is to dispel nightmares.

In the current version, the number "3" is indicated behind the Feather of the Crescent Moon, which is a consumable item.

The function is to refine the ability of the image of the beautiful dream that Wen Jiu saw.

Having never used it before, Wen Jiu guessed that the so-called "refinement" should mean seeing the essence through phenomena.

For example, the image of Masked Superman, who uses the feathers of the crescent moon to see his true face, is actually a rich man who likes to play justice hero games in private?

The guess is a bit outrageous. There is no way. First, you have to win the first customer who has value in making friends, otherwise the business will not be able to do in the future.

Click on the game interface with your mind, and the player confirms the use of Crescent Feather, and the number of corresponding items in the backpack column is reduced.

Quickly turning his attention back, Wen Jiu stared at the Masked Superman behind the guest.

Feeling the unusual serious gaze, the uncle stopped complaining and looked puzzled.

Wen Jiu locked onto the translucent image of Masked Superman, and under the influence of Crescent Feather, he...

Masked Superman... He made a transformation? !

Like the sound of "king", the armor on Kamen Rider is even more gorgeous.

Second stage transformation? !

Wen Jiu opened his mouth wide, it was like the hero character in the animation was suppressed by the villain, there were children nearby cheering, and then Masked Superman took out the second stage form and beat the enemy violently.

"Mr. Wen."

The originally irritable middle-aged man was frightened by Wen Jiu's rich expression changes.

As a normal person, I found that Wen Jiu first looked behind the other party with deep and serious eyes, but the other party turned around and found that it was empty, and then saw that Wen Jiu had another startled expression...

It's really scary, it sounds like some kind of weird talk about yin and yang eyes.

The situation froze.

Wen Jiu didn't know how to explain it. He consumed the new moon feather to improve the ability to read the image of the dream, but the result was still Masked Superman.

It means that in the purest dream of the other party, he should become a hero of justice.

"Boss Zhang."

The other party is the owner of a small supermarket. His surname is Zhang. The place where Wen Jiu is is actually the living area on the top floor of their warehouse behind the supermarket.

"Ahem, I confirmed your image of a beautiful dream, it's..."

"What is it?"

"Masquerade..."

Wen Jiu's muscles were tense, for fear of being beaten.

No way, the God of Dreams said that in order to see the ideal self, people must recognize and realize their pure dreams.

So I can only tell Boss Zhang the truth.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Boss Zhang looked up at the sky and smiled. Just when Wen Jiu thought he had fully understood, a very realistic answer popped out from the other side.

"I trust you, gui!"

Wen Jiu held his forehead, there was no way, he tried his best.

"Forget it, it's my bad luck, it's my own bad luck, so I get angry everywhere."

The business of the small supermarket has not been able to expand for many years, and Boss Zhang is in a bad mood. In addition, the little electric donkey rolled over today, and he has no energy to make trouble with the inexplicable young man in front of him.

"Hey, I shouldn't have the same knowledge as Xiao Young."

Wen Jiu knew that he was wrong, "Boss Zhang, why don't you do this? As compensation, I'll go with you to push the electric car back."

The electric car has been sent for repair. The repair shop is not far from the small supermarket. Boss Zhang's hand is still numb, and it is difficult to hold the handlebar.

"Okay, I don't ask you to lose money, but ah, young man."

Walking out of the supermarket, Boss Zhang warned earnestly, "Young people should be down-to-earth and start a dream agency. Can you see the image of yourself in other people's dreams?!"

Wen Jiu's suffering can't be said, but we can really see it.

The streets are a lot more lively than before. At 17:00 in the afternoon, the nearby primary school closes.

Boss Zhang was still muttering, "Young people are really tough. Let me tell you directly, my dream is to be rich. You also replied that Masquerade, you can't cheat if you lie."

"Boss Zhang, I really didn't lie to you..."

Wen Jiu reconfirmed that the translucent Masked Superman beside Boss Zhang was in a position of emitting light waves.

"Heh." Boss Zhang shook his head, "My child is in the third grade of elementary school nearby, and he will believe what you say."

"Hey." Wen Jiu gave up explaining.

If you can't face the pure dream in your heart honestly, you won't be able to see the image of your own beautiful dream.

"Boss Zhang, it's get out of class time now, or I'll accompany you for a longer walk to pick up the child."

"No, last year he went to school and dismissed himself in the second grade. I'm busy making money. How can I make my children happy if I don't become a rich man."

Boss Zhang's words were a little heavy. Wen Jiu was not good at evaluating other people's affairs, so he had to silently launch an electric car in a car repair shop.

"dad!"

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In the direction of the source of the sound, the little boy with a schoolbag rushed over with surprise on his face.

"Dad, are you here to pick me up today?"

The little boy was lying on his father's lap, his head was close to his thigh, and he looked up and giggled.

Boss Zhang subconsciously wanted to answer the truth, but Wen Jiu coughed quickly, prompting him to change his words.

"I, oh, oh... I happened to be free today, so I came to pick you up."

Picking up his son lovingly, Boss Zhang kissed the little boy's tender face, "Let's go home."

"Well." The boy turned around, "Where's Big Brother?"

"He, he is... Dad's good friend."

The father walked in front of him with his son in his arms, and Wen Jiu silently pushed the car. He only felt that the little boy was very simple and had no concept of money, but was more attached to his father.

Passing by the anime house on the corner, the floor-to-ceiling window displays the figures and models, the little boy looks at the masked superman, his eyes are straight.

Boss Zhang felt guilty and asked with a smile, "Son, do you want Dad to buy you a Masked Superman?"

The child's clear eyes stayed on the window, then quickly turned around and hugged his father's neck.

"do not want."

"Why not?"

"Dad is my Masked Superman."

At that moment, Boss Zhang's body froze, and Wen Jiu also stopped a meter away.

Three seconds later, Boss Zhang, who had tears in his eyes, felt a call in his heart and turned his head.

The translucent Masked Superman figure made a victory gesture, flicked his cape, and flew to the clear sky.

Just like Boss Zhang when he was a child, even though he only had a towel behind him, he felt that he was in the sky and could do anything...