Dream Guide

When Zhao Pengcheng woke up, he found that he was still in the prison's interview room. His body became what it was when he was young again, with heavy and cold shackles on his feet. He and Aoki faced each other across the table, and neither of them spoke. The prison guard next to him was looking at them with a strange look. .

This should be...a scene from more than thirty years ago? !

He was puzzled. Could it be that the long life he had just experienced was a dream?

No, this is nothing like the dream from the past. Many things in this dream did not originally exist in his memory, and many of the deductions in the dream were beyond the ability of a conscious individual. It was impossible for the subconscious to create such a dream.

Either this was a real experience, and time and space were distorted at the moment Aoki escaped from the zero-dimensional corridor, pulling him back to the past. But if time goes back, the physical structure of the brain will also return to the past, and everything that happens later will not be stored in his brain memory; or he is in someone else's dream, but this dream is so big, whose spirit Can it support such a huge dream?

Zhao Pengcheng glanced at Qingmu opposite.

impossible! No matter how powerful Aoki was, he would not be able to create such a dream. In the long life in his memory, there were many secrets that others did not know. Aoki probably did not know Ronald Cohen, let alone met other comrades in the organization. The evolution of the organization in the future, Ronald's reincarnation, and what the hospital and morgue will look like are all so real.

Zhao Pengcheng felt deep fear. This fear does not originate from some human emotion or instinct, but from his consciousness.

He didn't know why this happened. Before the parasitism, he was carefree. Like his companions (now called comrades), he has no memory, no feelings, just like a blank sheet of paper, nothing. They only listen to the call of the tribe to find parasites so that the race can continue better.

They consider themselves to be the most advanced beings in the universe - that is, spiritual beings. Those lower creatures only provide them with material residences so that they can better evolve and continue. Like ants and wasps, they can sacrifice themselves without hesitation for the sake of the entire race. Individuals who leave the race lose the meaning of survival.

However, when he parasitized the humans on this planet, he experienced so many complex emotions. I experienced the conflict between groups and individuals, experienced the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and even experienced life and death in the long life I just experienced, whether it was a dream or reality. The taste of life and death was unimaginable among their race in the past.

"I'm poisoned!" Zhao Pengcheng said.

Of course, the poison he was talking about did not refer to the chicken soup he drank from Lifespan Flowers more than 20 years ago (or should be said more than ten years later), but to the fact that now, he is infected with all the things that humans once considered negative.

"No, I should say - you're awake!" Aoki said from the other side.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Pengcheng looked at Qingmu, "Maybe. You - who are you?"

"I'm Aoki."

"No, you're not human! Oh, no, I mean, I don't believe you're an ordinary human being."

"To be honest, I don't know who I am, but I don't think of myself as a human being." Aoki said, "To a certain extent, we are similar, but I am a little better than you. I know that I am Aoki." , but who are you?"

"Me?" Zhao Pengcheng said thoughtfully, "I..."

He wanted to say "I am Zhao Pengcheng", but suddenly realized that this and "I am Qingmu" were not completely equivalent answers. Aoki is Aoki, no doubt about it. And what about him? Is it Zhao Pengcheng? It does not seem. He represents the interests of a non-human race, and he can't tell what these interests are. Isn't it? But he occupies Zhao Pengcheng's body, and all humans who know him think he is Zhao Pengcheng.

"who I am?"

Zhao Pengcheng moved his body, which was a little numb from sitting for a long time, and the shackles on his feet clattered. The prison guard next to him seemed a little nervous, staring at his every move.

He had never thought about this before. who I am? When he thought about this problem, like many sages of mankind, he raised a series of related questions.

Where do I come from?

Where will it go?

Why do I exist?

What am I doing?

Why am I doing this?

…

In the ancient history of mankind, individuals also existed for the sake of the race. In fact, until now, most of the missions of human individuals still seem to be to serve the group and for the continuation of the race and civilization.

Every thinking of philosophers liberates human personality and makes individual existence more and more meaningful.

Is this an inevitable process in the evolution of all life?

Zhao Pengcheng suddenly began to suspect that his race might not be as advanced as they thought in the past. When survival is no longer the only goal of life, the liberation and evolution of personality may be the eternal theme, just like the universe is constantly expanding and all galaxies are moving away from each other instead of staying together.

"What do you want me to do?" Zhao Pengcheng asked.

Aoki smiled. He knew that today's meeting was more than half successful, so he relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair and said, "Cooperation."

"Become a traitor completely and help you humans?"

"No, it's not us, it's me." Aoki denied, "You don't have to be a traitor, I won't ask you to help mankind destroy your race. You just need to cooperate with me. In some aspects, we have the same goal - —Unravel the mysteries of this world.”

"Solve the puzzle?"

"Yes. To me, this world is a mystery. To this world, I am a mystery. I believe that I must have some kind of mission when I come to this world, just like you came here with a mission. I have made countless conjectures, but I have never been able to convince myself. Until I met you, I thought I had found the meaning of existence, which is to stop your aggression and prevent you from destroying the entire human civilization. However, decades from you During the changes, I saw a lot of things that were different from what I imagined. I have a new understanding of the world, and of course I have more confusion, so I am going to solve the mystery. I believe you are as confused as me now , even more than me.”

Zhao Pengcheng admitted that what Aoki said was right. He could no longer do what the organization asked him to do without thinking as he had in the past.

"What's in it for me?" he asked.

"Your scalpel is pretty good." Aoki didn't know when a scalpel appeared in his hand. The blade was bright and seemed to glow slightly with red light.

"This..." Zhao Pengcheng was shocked. Isn't this the scalpel that he had gathered his spiritual power in the dream just now?

Of course, things in dreams cannot be brought into reality, so it can only mean one thing, it is still in a dream!

Zhao Pengcheng looked up and looked around. The square room, the cold walls, the red slogans, the serious and slightly nervous prison guards, everything was no different from the interview room he entered.