Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 105 Nightmare

The destination of the teleportation was a pitch-black train carriage, which was different from the train that Lin Guang had taken before. Whether it was the seats, windows or the ceiling above, they all looked more refined. Perhaps it was a new type of train.

But why a train?

Shouldn't he have been thrown onto a mountain or into a house somewhere?

That guy didn't choose a mountain, street, or courtyard, but a train? Although there are indeed people coming and going here, the probability of encountering the Demon Slayer Corps is also higher.

The empty carriage was shrouded in darkness. Besides him, there was no other living being in the silent carriage, so his landing was unnoticeable. Lin Guang slid off the seat and walked silently along the carriage. He walked to the door and opened it. Standing at the door was the man who had just extended his hand.

Looking up from the bottom, he was wearing long pants, a black jacket, and a white shirt. If you didn't look at his head, he looked just like the people Rinko often saw in town. It was rare to see someone dressed so conservatively in the ghost world...

The outstretched hand remained in the air as if to open the door. After a brief eye contact, the one who looked older spoke first.

"You are the legendary, Rinko."

The look on that face changed from a dazed look to a slight surprise when seeing him, and quickly turned into joy after realizing who he was. The smile on his face and the laughing tone of his voice reminded Rinko of the Upper Rank member whom he didn't like very much.

"I've heard of your name for a long time. Although I've seen you before, I didn't expect you to be in the form of a child. You don't look like a ghost at all. Not to mention you're a powerful upper rank."

The hand stretched out towards Lin Guang, with a condescending gaze and a palm spread out from top to bottom. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it took the attitude of a superior to the extreme.

"Please don't be so rude."

The hand was opened by another smaller hand before it fell on the body. The crisp sound indicated that the boy's strength was not light. In fact, the force was much heavier than Nightmare had expected.

My sight moved from the raised little hand to the face. There was no expression on his face when I saw him just now, but now, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a number appeared in his blue eyes: Upper Zero.

There was clearly no aura at all. When he appeared in front of me, I had to wonder whether I was really seeing a child. Even the presence of this child was so light, but when clear words appeared in my eyes, I inexplicably felt a huge sense of oppression.

Completely succumbing to instinct, Nightmare withdrew his hand and apologized softly.

"I'm very sorry if I offended you. I absolutely didn't mean to provoke you. It's just that this is our first time together, so I'm a little curious. Please don't take it to heart."

The attitude seemed sincere, but how sincere it was and whether it was genuine was something Lin Guang couldn't judge. However, he didn't care whether the other party really respected him enough. He just didn't like that attitude. If it happened again, he would just refuse.

Bottom string one.

It's not like we can't win.

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Consistent with Rinko's original idea, the territory chosen by Nightmare was indeed on the train, but he was not the only one on the train. There were also other weaker ghosts. Most of those ghosts did not realize that Nightmare was the master here. It could even be said that they did not realize the existence of the Lower Moon here at all. They just thought they had found a good place and then became a scapegoat.

The constant deaths on the train will attract members of the Demon Slayer Corps, and these demons that are allowed to exist on the train or between stations become the best targets, and the Demon Slayer Corps always deal with them first.

"You've got a pack of wild dogs."

Lin Guang would sit quietly in the carriage, holding a piece of food that he had picked up at an unknown station, and sit by the window near the door to watch the wild ghosts preying on humans. Whether the tragedy happened inside or outside the train would not affect his appetite.

Nightmare didn't care about Lin Guang's evaluation. At first, he was surprised that those humans or ghosts walked past them without seeming to see their existence, but when he thought of the numbers in the boy's eyes, he gradually accepted this incredible thing.

"Is it okay to eat this?"

So most of the time afterwards, Nightmare just looked at Lin Guang in confusion as he quietly ate human food.

No problem. Of course, there was no way it was no problem. He'd eat when he needed to, and puke when he needed to. Lin Guang had an amazing ability to learn most things. But this one, though, wasn't the only one. Centuries of lessons hadn't stopped him from trying. The boy still dreamed that perhaps his stomach would one day be able to accept human food.

Most of the time, their conversations are incoherent, and normal communication only occurs on rare occasions.

"You're just going to watch? Watch them take your food, is that okay?"

Of course, Lin Guang doesn't care if the humans who enter the carriage are eaten by other ghosts, but this is the territory of Nightmare. Ghosts have a strong sense of territory, so their instinct to protect food should also be strong.

"Well...it's okay. I don't enjoy tearing humans into pieces alive. That kind of predation isn't for me."

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Lin Guang didn't understand what Nightmare meant at the time, but after witnessing a more elegant hunt, he understood.

As the name suggests, nightmares can trap people in dreams and cause them to die silently without even noticing their bodies in the so-called beautiful dreams.

Although he understood what was going on, Lin Guang didn't understand why someone would be willing to indulge in a dream and even completely forget the fact that he was still alive.

"Doesn't Rinkou dream?"

When Nightmare heard his question, he asked back in surprise.

Lin Guang thought seriously for a while, shook his head and nodded.

"I used to sleep all the time, and I would dream all the time when I slept. I would wake up when it got dark...but I don't think there's anything worth staying in dreams."

That's true. Lin Guang's sleep time has always been dominated by three occasions.

Memories of the past, vague fragments of dreams, and the relatively rare time spent teaming up with Hantengou.

Memories are not worth indulging in. They are just memories forgotten by Lin Guang. But in the final analysis, they are just things that happened in the past. Maybe some of them are still somewhat novel, but they are just in the past. Lin Guang is more looking forward to the present and the future, rather than the past that has already disappeared.

Their joys and sorrows are very interesting, but when Rinko is with them, he doesn't think it is something worth indulging in. In comparison, being with Akaza or Kokushibo is more worth remembering.

As for the true dream in the broad sense, for Lin Guang, it is even less worth lingering on.

Endless darkness, snow, pain, hunger... Who on earth would like to stay in that scene forever? If possible, Lin Guang would rather kick the neck of the person holding him back and actually take his head off and kick it like a ball.

"It seems Rinkou didn't have a good dream... What a pity..."

The man who was speaking looked at him with pity, but Rinko didn't understand what was so pitiful about it. He was living a good life, and every day now was worth looking forward to. It would get even better in the future. He was getting stronger and more powerful, and every progress made Muzan happy.

Isn't all this worth being happy about? Why should he indulge in this empty dream?

Nightmare listened to his speech but did not express his agreement. Instead, he thought seriously for a long time before handing the hand with eyes to him.

"I have a good idea. How about I help Rinko have a good dream?"