Dream Guide

Bian Ziyuan was speechless for a moment, but he felt it made sense, but he couldn't figure out what the truth was. Only the alcohol surged up with his thoughts, rolling like ocean waves.

Lao Yu clinked the glasses with him and said, "Don't go too far, Transformers, those are all imaginary."

Bian Ziyuan said: "That's not necessarily the case. The Internet is conscious, my Cronus is also extremely smart, and the Transformers are not far away!"

Lao Yu said: "You are talking drunkenly. The Internet is interesting, that is, you young people find it interesting, playing games, chatting, and watching movies. How can it be boring? Your bitter meat and glutinous silk will not do it. No matter how good the pork shreds are, it will not be interesting." Are soybeans and pig’s trotters delicious?!”

Bian Ziyuan said: "You don't understand! That is to say, the professor does not allow the space box to be connected to the Internet. As long as it is connected, my Kronos can understand the principles and rules of consciousness parasitizing in the online world..."

Lao Yu said: "He won't let you connect to the Internet, why don't you build your own Internet?"

Bian Ziyuan said: "How can the Internet be built as soon as it is built?!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, he reached across the table, knocked over the wine bottle on the table, grabbed Lao Yu's shoulders, and looked at Lao Yu excitedly, but then his eyes became cloudy with alcohol again, and he shook his head. Head, let go of his hand, sat down slumped, and said:

"It's useless. Even the virtual Internet in dreams cannot be built. Dream Guide is an independent game. Everyone builds their own world and is not connected to each other. It's useless and useless..."

He felt like he couldn't open his eyes, his whole body was limp, his head dropped forward, and he lay on the table, and then he vaguely heard Lao Yu say:

"Sooner or later we will be connected!"

…

Bian Ziyuan was driving his car on the empty city road. The green light in front of him flashed a few times and then turned into a red light. Seeing that there was no car or pedestrian within a few hundred meters of sight, he simply rushed through.

There are no cameras at this intersection. This was a thought that came to his mind before running the red light. He didn't know how he knew it, but he was very sure of it anyway.

But the lack of cameras does not mean there are no police. As soon as they passed the intersection, a traffic policeman rushed out of the street and waved at his car with his white-gloved hand.

Bian Ziyuan secretly cursed bad luck, parked the car, rolled down the window, and saw the traffic policeman walking towards him. He felt that the traffic policeman's face was a bit familiar, and at first glance, he thought it was Lao Yu!

Traffic policeman Lao Yu came to the window and said, "Take out your driver's license and driving license and take a look."

Bian Ziyuan said: "Uncle Yu, what are you doing? Why is there a traffic policeman here? It turns out you are pretending to be one!"

Old Yu added: "Take out your driver's license and driving license and take a look."

Bian Ziyuan felt something was wrong, so he lowered his head to get his driver's license. When he looked up again, he saw that the traffic policeman outside the window had disappeared and turned into a yellow Transformer.

"Bumblebee!" he recognized it immediately and exclaimed in surprise.

Bumblebee said angrily: "Hey, brother, do you dare to compete?"

Bian Ziyuan said: "How to compare?"

Bumblebee pointed to the straight road ahead and said, "Let's see who gets there first. If you lose, you'll get an energy block!"

Bian Ziyuan said: "I don't use energy blocks."

Bumblebee said, "What do you want?"

Bian Ziyuan said: "Invite me to a drink!"

Bumblebee said yes, and squatted down, transforming into a yellow sports car. The paint on the car body shone in the sun, the engine roared, and the car surged forward. It looked like it had a lot of horsepower. Full.

Bian Ziyuan did not show any weakness, and the second-hand Toyota he drove turned into a silver-white sports car. He just moved his mind, and the car's clutch and gear moved automatically. He felt that his body disappeared, or became one with the car. His heart was no longer beating, but was turning like a motor, making a roaring sound; his butt was farting profusely, bringing up a stream of black smoke. With another thought, the clutch was released, and the car roared and sped out like a ignited rocket.

Bumblebee kept pace with him, one moment you were ahead, the other moment I was ahead, no one could surpass the other.

Bumblebee said: "Hey, buddy, that's good! Looks like I'm going to buy you a drink!"

Bian Ziyuan really wants to change the bet back to energy blocks, because he won't drink anymore and he needs energy. He was a little bit disappointed that he could no longer drink, and he always felt as if life had lost a little fun from now on.

This is a straight road with no end in sight. The scenery on the roadside is constantly changing, and the distance in the distance is always hazy, like a layer of gray fog.

The air flow brought by the car whizzed by Bian Ziyuan's ears, stronger than any wind. He spoke against the wind, "Bumblebee, I want to ask you a question."

"Ask," cried Bumblebee.

"Why are the Autobots and Decepticons fighting? You won't die, and you don't need money or women, so why are you still fighting?"

"Because energy, energy will be exhausted. As long as resources are limited, the struggle will never stop."

"But you were already fighting before your energy was exhausted. What were you doing at that time?"

"For...freedom-" Bumblebee's words were dragged out by the wind for a long time.

"free?"

Suddenly something hit Bian Ziyuan's consciousness. As soon as he was distracted, the car slowed down. Bumblebee sprinted, crossed the finish line, stood up, stood alone again, stretched out his hand and said:

"An energy block."

Bian Ziyuan also wanted to stand up, but his body was so heavy that he couldn't stand up.

"I can't shapeshift!" he said.

"Then why don't you go back to your old self?" said Bumblebee.

Bian Ziyuan became a human again, sitting in his old second-hand Toyota car. He knows that he is not a Transformer after all, he is just an ordinary person. Even if his consciousness is attached to a car, he cannot become a Transformer.

He rolled down the window, stretched out his head, and looked up at the bumblebee, only to see the shining golden Kronos floating in the sky.

"Ah, Cronus, why are you here?" Bian Ziyuan felt something was wrong.

"Have you been drinking?" Cronus said.

"Drink?" Bian Ziyuan seemed to have thought of something, but felt dizzy.

"Don't play with your helmet after drinking."

Cronus' words struck Bian Ziyuan like lightning. He suddenly woke up and said in shock: "Ah, I'm using the space box? Am I in a dream? But... the space box can't keep people awake. ? Why don’t I know I’m dreaming?”

"No, you are not using the space box, and you are not in the Dream Guide game. You are just dreaming." Cronus said.

When Bian Ziyuan heard the word "dream", his heart was shocked, and suddenly the world began to spin, and his whole person fell into darkness.

However, no matter how the space twisted and transformed, Cronus always stood well in front of him. He saw Cronus opening his hands, standing in the wind like a real god, and a powerful force emanated from him, freezing the surrounding space.

Bian Ziyuan finally understood that this was really a dream. After staying in Mei's laboratory for so long, he knew more or less about lucid dreaming and mental power.

"You...how did you come into my dream?"