Dreamland Guide

Bian Ziyuan was speechless for a while and felt reasonable, but what was the truth in it, but he couldn't figure it out. Only Jiu Jin came up with his thoughts, rolling like a sea wave.

Lao Yu touched the cup with him and said, "Don't pull it so far, Transformers, that's all people imagined."

Bian Ziyuan said: "That's not necessarily true. The Internet is conscious. My Cronus is also extremely smart. Transformers are not far away!"

Old Yu said: "You are drunk, the Internet is interesting, that is, you young people find it interesting. Playing games, chatting, watching movies, can it be boring? What kind of bitter meat and waxy silk will not work, no matter how good the silk is. There are soy trotter 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 Cronus can understand the principles and rules of parasitic consciousness in the online world..."

Old Yu said: "He won't let you connect to the Internet, so you still don't build an Internet by yourself!"

Bian Ziyuan said: "How can the Internet be built?!"

His eyes lit up suddenly, his hand reached across the table, knocked over the wine bottle on the table, grabbed Lao Yu's shoulder, and looked at Lao Yu excitedly, but then the turbidity of alcohol appeared in his eyes, shaking Head, let go of his hand, sat down slumped, and said:

"It's useless and useless. Even the virtual Internet in the dream can't be built. The Dreamland Guide is an independent game. Everyone builds their own world. They are not connected. It is useless and useless..."

He felt that his eyes could not be opened a bit, and he was soft and prone. With his head drooping forward, he fell on the table, and then dumbly heard Lao Yu say:

"Sooner or later, it will be connected!"

...

Bian Zi drove the car far away, galloping on the empty city road, the green light in front of him flashed a few times, and it turned into a red light. He saw that there was no car or pedestrian within a few hundred meters of vision, so he simply rushed past.

There is no camera at this intersection. This was a thought that came to his mind before he ran the red light. He didn't know how he knew it, anyway he was very convinced.

But the absence of a camera does not mean that there are no police officers. Just after crossing the intersection, a traffic policeman rushed out of the diagonal stab, and his white-gloved hand beckoned to his car.

Bian Ziyuan cursed unlucky secretly, pulled the car over, rolled down the window, and saw the traffic police swaying around. He felt that the traffic police's face was a bit familiar, and at first glance, he was not old!

The old traffic policeman came to the window and said, "Take out your driver's license and driving license to take a look."

Bian Ziyuan said: "Uncle Yu, what are you doing? I said, how come there are traffic policemen here, so you are the one who pretended to be!"

Lao Yu said: "Take out your driver's license and driving license to 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 police outside the window had disappeared and turned into a yellow transformer.

"Bumblebee!" He recognized it at a glance, and cried out in surprise.

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

Bian Ziyuan said: "How to compare?"

Bumblebee pointed to the straight road ahead and said: "Look at who comes first, and lose an energy block!"

Bian Ziyuan said, "I don't need energy blocks."

Bumblebee said: "Then what do you want?"

Bian Ziyuan said, "Please drink a bar!"

Bumblebee said yes, so he squatted down and turned into a yellow sports car. The paint on the car body was shining in the sun, the engine was roaring, and the car was towering forward and it was horsepower. Full.

Bian Ziyuan did not show weakness, the second-hand Toyota he drove turned into a silver-white sports car. He just moved his mind, and the clutch and gear of the car moved on its own. He felt his body disappear, or it was merged with the car. His heart no longer thumped, but turned like a motor, making a roaring sound; he fart suddenly in his butt, bringing up a black smoke. When he thought about it again, the clutch was released, and the car banged and rushed out like a ignited rocket.

Bumblebee goes hand in hand with him, for a while you rush forward, and for a while I rush forward, no one can surpass others.

Bumblebee said: "Hey, buddy, not bad! It looks like I want to buy you a drink!"

Bian Ziyuan wanted to change his bet back to the energy block, because he would not drink anymore and he needed energy. He was a little bit disappointed about not being able to drink anymore, and he always felt as if life had lost a bit of fun from now on.

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

The air flow brought by the car rang in the ears far away, stronger than any wind. He faced the wind and said, "Bumblebee, I want to ask you a question."

"Ask," the Hornet called.

"Why do Autobots and Decepticons fight around? You won't die, and you don't need money and women, why do you fight around?"

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

"But you were fighting before the energy ran out. At that time, what did you do for?"

"For... freely--" Bumblebee's words were dragged long and long in the wind.

"free?"

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

"An energy block."

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

"I won't be deformed!" He said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then why did you not change back to the original appearance? "Bumblebee said.

Bian Ziyuan became a human again, sitting in his dilapidated second-hand Toyota. He knew that he was not a Transformer after all, he was just an ordinary person, even if his consciousness was attached to the car, he could not become a Transformer.

He rolled down the car window, stretched out his head, and looked up at Bumblebee, only to see the golden Cronus floating in the sky.

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

"Did you drink?" Cronus said.

"Drinking?" Bian Ziyuan seemed to think of something, but was dizzy.

"Don't play with helmets after drinking."

Kronos’ words hit Bian Ziyuan like lightning. He suddenly woke up and was shocked: “Ah, I’m using a space box? I’m in a dream? But... a space box can’t keep people awake. Why? Why don’t I know that I’m dreaming?"

"No, you are not using the space box, nor are you in the dream guide game, you are just dreaming." Cronus said.

When Bian Ziyuan heard the word dreaming, his heart shook, and suddenly he turned around and fell into the darkness.

However, no matter how the space was twisted and changed, Cronus stood still in front of him. He saw Cronus spread his hands, like a real god, standing in the wind, a powerful force radiated from him, and the surrounding space was instantly frozen.

Bian Ziyuan finally understood that he was really dreaming. After staying in Mei's laboratory for so long, he knew a little about lucid dreams and spiritual power.

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

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