Dream Guide

Qingmu took two steps forward, and the sound of tapping footsteps made Zhao Pengcheng feel very uncomfortable. He felt like his body was about to fall apart, but the spiritual energy that enveloped him held him tightly, preventing him from moving at all.

He had no ability to resist, because he had shot out his spiritual power through the knife just now. Originally, in his own dream space, this power could be recovered, and at most it would be lost in the battle with the opponent. But now it was like stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Not only was he unable to hurt the other party's hair, but the mental power he had released was gone, as if it had been absorbed by him.

Zhao Pengcheng remembered a martial arts novel that specialized in absorbing the power of others. He began to wonder if there really were such people among the strongest human beings. Could the internal power in the novel refer to the power of consciousness or spiritual power?

Aoki walked up to Zhao Pengcheng and took the scalpel from his hand. The small scalpel was shining brightly, with no trace of blood at all. There is no spiritual power attached to it. It is just an ordinary object created by Zhao Pengcheng in his dream based on his memory.

However, Aoki just touched it lightly with his finger, and the scalpel glowed. This light is a bit dazzling, making people unable to look directly. But Zhao Pengcheng had to watch, because the light was not just in front of him, but everywhere.

The light became more and more powerful, and suddenly it was like a dazzling white hole in Aoki's hand. Zhao Pengcheng could no longer see Qingmu's face clearly, nor could he see everything around him clearly. There was only a white light left in the entire dream.

Zhao Pengcheng knew that this was not real light, but spiritual power. This mental power is hundreds of times stronger than the power he had just when his blood condensed on the knife. Only then did he believe that the blow he had just made was really worse than a three-year-old child in front of others.

"Kill me." Zhao Pengcheng said a little desperately.

The light shrank slightly, and Aoki's dim shadow could be seen. He said: "You are also afraid of death, right?"

"Joke!" Zhao Pengcheng said proudly, "Only you people on earth are afraid. We have no such thing as fear."

"But you are scared now, you are in fear." Aoki smiled.

"That's the emotion produced by this body. It secretes too much adrenaline." Zhao Pengcheng said.

"But you must admit that this is caused by your consciousness. Without the source of consciousness, the judgment of danger in the memory cannot be activated," Aoki said.

Zhao Pengcheng argued strongly: "But this is ultimately because humans have such a physiological response mechanism."

"Okay, just pretend you're not afraid of death." Aoki said, "But since you tried so hard to get a chance to get a reprieve in the end, it means you don't want to die, right?"

Zhao Pengcheng said: "This is the instinct of life."

"Instinct?" Aoki shook the glowing knife in his hand, "Then survival should also be instinctive."

Zhao Pengcheng felt a hot air burning him. This is a kind of spiritual erosion that consumes you bit by bit, just like the ancient execution of beheading, which cuts you on the body one by one without letting you die. It is 10,000 times more painful than beheading.

"Who are you?" Zhao Pengcheng asked painfully.

"I am Aoki." Aoki still answered briefly.

Zhao Pengcheng shook his head: "You are not human."

Aoki smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"

Zhao Pengcheng said: "It is impossible for humans to have monsters like you. Your spiritual power is so strong, you are like the legendary ancestor of our race."

Qingmu said in astonishment: "What kind of ancestor?"

"I can't tell clearly. You know we are pure consciousness and have no memory."

"Then how do you know about the existence of 'Legendary Ancestor'?"

"This is just a noun. We gave him a name based on human culture after parasitizing on the earth."

"At least this thing does exist. That means you have memories. Otherwise, where did this information come from?"

"I don't know. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."

Aoki was sure that Zhao Pengcheng was not lying this time, so he relaxed his mental pressure a little and asked: "Then who told you all this?"

"Organization." Zhao Pengcheng felt that his body felt much more comfortable. Although he could not move yet, he seemed to be able to twist his neck. "This is also a term chosen based on the common language of you humans."

"Oh, organization. Is it a dream meeting?" Aoki asked.

Zhao Pengcheng stretched his neck and twisted his head left and right, as if his conscious body had cervical pain, and said, "Since you know everything, why are you still asking me?"

"Is Cohen your leader?"

"have no idea."

"How long have you been on Earth?"

"I don't know, I just know how long I'll be here."

"How long have you been here?"

"According to your time, it will be less than a year."

"Our time? So you have another time system?"

"No, no, we don't have time."

"there is no time?"

"Yes, there is no time. Time is a concept created by you, and it applies to living beings like you. Since you can dream, you should know that conscious bodies have no concept of time in dreams. Dreams are the only thing you can do to a certain extent. The opportunity to be free from material constraints, and also free from the constraints of time.”

"If you put it this way, by parasitizing people, aren't you tying yourself up and making yourself uncomfortable?"

"In a way it is."

"Then why do it?"

Aoki looked at Zhao Pengcheng, waiting for his answer, but Zhao Pengcheng fell into deep thought. After a long time, he still shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"How did you parasitize into the human body?"

"Don't waste your efforts, I won't tell you."

"You've already said a lot, haven't you?"

"That's all irrelevant."

"Okay, let's talk about irrelevant things. For example...why did you choose you? Oh, I mean, why did you choose Zhao Pengcheng?"

Zhao Pengcheng was stunned for a moment: "Choose me? Of course... No, I don't know, this is not my decision."

Aoki nodded: "Well, that is to say, you have a strict organization. There are strict disciplines on when to come, who comes first, and who to parasitize, is that right?"

Just as Zhao Pengcheng was about to speak, he was interrupted by Qingmu: "I know you want to say you don't know or have no comment again, okay, you don't have to tell me, let me guess by myself. In your dream, I Facing your conscious and subconscious minds at the same time, you can't lie to me in this situation, because I can tell if you are lying. The most you can do is hide what you know from me, but you can't stop me from guessing. "

Aoki paused and laughed, "So, next, I will ask you to do a true or false question to see if I am right. Of course, you can also refuse to answer. You can remain silent, this is Your rights.”