Dreamland Guide

A dream is a multi-dimensional space created by consciousness. What dimension is presented depends on the memory that constructs the dream and the spiritual energy of the consciousness itself. Therefore, human dreams seem to be three-dimensional, but they are essentially a multi-dimensional space in which time and space are superimposed. Aoki's powerful spiritual power allows him to dismantle and change the rules of dreams from the perspective of spiritual ontology.

The place where Aoki and Crow are now is a zero-dimensional space with no dimensions, there is no exchange of matter and energy, and there is no time. No matter how long they have been feeling here, it's just feeling. Time has no meaning here.

Zhao Pengcheng may be smug in his dream at this time, or slowly regain his mental power, and when his mental power has recovered to a certain level, he can leave the dream.

At that time, he will wake up, and Aoki's consciousness across the table in the interview room is still trapped in zero space. It looks like a vegetative with a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Human beings are alive, but they will never be able to wake up. NS.

"Then we can never go back?" the crow asked.

Aoki said: "Zhao Pengcheng and us are not in the same time and space. He and us will not have any influence on each other in space or time. Maybe we feel that after a hundred years, only one day has passed by him, or he After serving three to four decades in prison, we only said a few words."

"I fuck!" the crow jumped and called, "I fuck, I fuck, I fuck, I fuck... This is terrifying! We can say a few words, he has been in prison for decades? Then I The elbows of the sauce are about to grow hair! Oh no, decades of elbows in the sauce...and...and like a flower, don’t you have become an old woman? Oh and...and you and me, we are here Where? Crouch, I mean where is our flesh embodied?"

"It's hard to tell." Aoki smiled, "Maybe I have been cremated, and you... don't know if it will be made into a specimen or made into soup..."

The crow shook his head desperately, croaked, and sobbed: "I don't want to be boiled in soup... croak... I'm still young... I'm still..."

It quacked, suddenly thought of something, looked down at Aoki and said, "Why are you looking for me for? You don’t just want to find a cushion, let me stay here with you for centuries, until Ruhua finds a veterinarian to give me an injection. Right... croak!"

Aoki said, "I came to you because I wanted to go out."

The crow said, "How to get out? If you can get out, why don't you get out? Why are you looking for me?"

Aoki said: "Dreamland is impossible to be enclosed. There are always zero-dimensional spaces around it. Otherwise, we will not be able to enter other people’s dreams so easily. I don’t know what method they used in this corridor. This zero-dimensional space is visualized, or there is such a trap-like zero-dimensional space naturally. So when Zhao Pengcheng disconnected the dreamland from this zero-dimensional corridor, he thought I would be trapped here, but he couldn’t think of me. There is also a bird as capable as you..."

"Crack, yes, you are right, this is the most correct sentence you have said in your life, I am very capable, croak!" Crow cried happily, "but...what can I do?"

Aoki said, "Did you forget your own abilities?"

The crow thought for a while and said, "Besides your consciousness, wherever I can find this mess, what else is there?"

Aoki said, "That's it, it means you can ignore the spatial distance."

The crow still didn't understand: "What's the use?"

Aoki said: "My mental power cannot go out of an independent zero-dimensional space, unless it happens that this zero-dimensional space floats near someone's dream space, but the probability of that is more than the probability of you winning all the lottery tickets in the world. Low. But you can, because you don’t care about the distance. Although you may not be able to find another space accurately without conscious coordinate positioning, you can shuttle in the nearby zero-dimensional space."

The crow said: "You don't want me to fly and bump you like a headless fly until I hit a zero-dimensional space connected to the dream of the man named Zhao Pengcheng, right?"

Aoki said, "Well, that's what it meant."

"I think it's more reliable to wait for the boss's wife to take me for an injection, although it will—" Crow's buttocks shrank, and his tail feathers trembled twice, "It hurts!"

Aoki said: "If you are in a normal dream, then of course it can wake you up. But you are now in a zero-dimensional space where time does not exist, and the confusion of time and space may invalidate this induction. And You can't bring my consciousness directly to the real world. We are not in the same place. I must return to myself from a certain dream."

Crow said: "But if one by one zero-dimensional space is found, how long will it take to find it?"

Aoki said: "In theory, it may take infinite time because you may fly farther and farther. But it doesn't matter, we have time. Here, we live the same life as the universe."

"Crack, crazy! Crazy!" cried the crow.

Qingmu smiled and said, "In fact, it won't take that long, because Zhao Pengcheng's dream has been connected to this place, and it will definitely leave clues. As long as you can find it with your heart, maybe you will find it in a few hundred years."

"Qua... hundreds of years..." The crow still felt that Aoki was crazy. "At that time, Zhao Pengcheng's tombstones were all turned to ashes. Are we going to crawl out of his tomb? What about going out? There is no scum left!"

Aoki said, "No, it won't. As long as we go back, the two time spaces will re-superimpose, and the superimposed moment will affect each other, and his time will return to the moment I left. Therefore, I must find me and leave him. That location in his dream."

"Oh, okay, okay, I hope you are right." The crow stopped talking nonsense, and screamed, his paws tightly grasped Aoki's hair and flew, flying quickly along the end of the corridor.

Aoki hung under the huge bird's paw, like a thin black silhouette of paper-cut, floating around in the endless void.

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Zhao Pengcheng laughed in the mirror for a while, then relaxedly sat down on the bench in the dressing room to rest. The scalpel fell on the edge of the bench, looking dim in color, losing its sharpness.

He bent over and picked up the knife, placed it in the palm of his hand, and gently rubbed it with the fingers of the other hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The blade gradually became brighter, and the thin blade reaffirmed its sharpness. After a while, the blade slowly turned red, as if it was sucking all the light and temperature around it.

The entire dream space is darkening, but the knife is getting brighter and brighter.

When the blade turned into a rich, wine-like purple red, the red began to flow into Zhao Pengcheng's palm, along the visible bulging veins, back to his heart.

The room became darker, and the color of the knife gradually dimmed after it was extremely bright, and all the light returned to Zhao Pengcheng. His spirit returned to its original state, and his confidence filled his entire face.

As the dream space collapsed, Zhao Pengcheng's figure was also hidden in the darkness.

Then the light fell again and he woke up.

He saw sunlight coming in from the skylight of the prison interview room, and Aoki, who was sitting across the table from him, had his eyes dull and motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

The guard next to them was looking at them with a strange look...

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