Mythological origins

Two people with different ideas sat in different corners of this overlapping dream, and the atmosphere became strangely quiet.

"I seem to be waking up soon, little friend, see you again if we are lucky."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Zilin's figure began to become illusory, a bit like a TV with poor signal reception.

Some information about the black tide was also forced into Lin Cheng's mind by her in a flash of inspiration.

"Huh?!" The sudden influx of a large amount of information made his brain crash for a while.

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At the same time, it was not only the woman in white that became illusory, but also everything in the dream.

The floor, chairs, bed, everything began to melt. Soon, only half a piece of wood was left at the corner of the bed where Lin Cheng was originally sitting, and he lost his balance instantly.

He felt that he was falling into the endless darkness outside the room, and his hands and feet swayed around involuntarily, trying to grab any support, but he couldn't grab anything.

"Ahhh..."

I don't know how long the fall in the darkness lasted before Lin Cheng woke up from the nightmare.

The bed was a mess.

There was the quilt that he kicked aside with his dancing, and the pajamas and mattress soaked with cold sweat.

He subconsciously touched his body.

"Fortunately, I didn't pee."

"What a strange dream..."

Unlike normal dreams, Lin Cheng could actually remember all the conversations and details in this overlapping dream.

In ordinary dreams, there is very little information that can be remembered after waking up.

He looked around and confirmed that this was his dormitory, and there were no strange things.

"How much preparation should I make?"

In the dream, Zhao Zilin mentioned that she would be invaded by the so-called black tide soon.

Although that thing can definitely be solved when the legendary true immortals come to the rescue, what about before they come?

The empire has thousands of Daqian flagships, each of which is home to tens of billions of people, and the size is equivalent to a planet, but there are only a few dozen true immortals.

How long will it take for them to take care of this relatively remote world?

There have been similar accidents in the past. When a noble of the empire was looking for a suitable plane to cross the tribulation, he almost attracted an invasion from the other side.

By the time the nearest True Immortal knew about the accident and personally came to deal with the problem, more than five million people had been killed or injured.

The problem was indeed solved quickly, but the millions of people who were killed by the accident could not be resurrected.

"Should I be a 'whistleblower' and take the initiative to remind everyone?"

Lin Cheng was struggling in his heart.

After all, it was a piece of news that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

If it was true, and he reminded correctly, then perhaps many people could be saved in the first wave of impact, and he would become a hero.

If it was false, and he reminded incorrectly, the Empire would punish such rumors that created social chaos severely. Not only would his college career end from then on, but he would also become a laughing stock for everyone.

Even if he didn't die socially, he would most likely be laughed at for many years.

This was a gamble.

...

"Forget it."

Lin Cheng thought for ten minutes and finally decided to give up and choose to be alone.

First of all, he didn't know the specific time of the outbreak, only a vague range of a few days to more than ten days.

Secondly, he was a weak person, and even if he posted it online, few people would care. There was no definite evidence, only a dream, and it would not be accepted if he reported it to the Empire.

But even if he gave up, it did not affect his implicit reminder to those who were close to him, asking them to pay attention to stocking up some daily necessities and weapons.

"Food... drinking water... colonization suit..." Lin Cheng opened his terminal and prepared to buy various necessities for disaster response online.

The dream just now was too real and too clear. He might not be able to convince others because he could not show any evidence, but Lin Cheng himself believed it 100%.     In the next week or two, the black tide will definitely come.

He checked his bank account and the amount of various loans by the way. After knowing the situation, he first opened the online shopping page of colonization suit.

Colonization suit is a biological mecha developed by the Empire, divided into military grade and civilian grade.

After wearing colonization suit, the user can get a great combat power bonus.

Although the Empire is a cultivation society dominated by extraordinary people, it is also very happy to develop such equipment.

As for ways to enhance combat power, no one has too many.

Moreover, colonial suits can quickly train a large number of cheap basic warriors.

Ordinary people wearing second-level military colonial suits, after equipping weapons, can basically be equivalent to the weakest second-level combat power.

A cultivator with ordinary talent and ordinary resources will spend at least ten years to cultivate to the second level, but ordinary people wearing second-level colonial suits can do it in less than ten minutes...

If it is not a higher-level colonial suit, the user's physical fitness requirements are too high. Ordinary people will die from physical overload at any time. The empire wants to continue to equip soldiers with higher-level ones.

As for the publicly sold civilian-level colonial suits, they are also limited to the range of combat power within the second level. This is also the strongest "weapon" that ordinary people in the empire can buy.

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The maximum speed on land is 120 kilometers per hour.

The flying speed is 60.

The underwater speed is 30.

The endurance is 12 hours at full speed.

The lifting weight is 500 kilograms.

Equipped with a storage space of 200 liters and a load capacity of 300 kilograms.

Immune to ordinary firearms and bullets.

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"120,000 imperial gold yuan..."

Lin Cheng looked at the data of the K-93 model colonial suit, which ranked first on the best-selling list, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Then he clicked on the virtual reality simulation test provided by the merchant and test-drove it for a few minutes.

"It's a little expensive, but it's a must-have for escaping."

For ordinary people, the civilian colonial suit is no different from the previous car, except that it is a single-person car that can be used on land, sea and air.

Going up to the sky, into the ground, climbing mountains and wading through water are all no problem.

Many ordinary people with financial permission will buy one, which is very convenient for transportation.

But for Lin Cheng, an ordinary student who is still studying, using 120,000 imperial gold yuan to buy a "car" is not a small number.

"I only have 30,000 in savings, and choosing 24 installments can barely last for a few months... Let's do it!"

He made up his mind and pulled the colonial suit into the shopping cart.

"Fortunately, it will arrive tomorrow. Please don't delay the delivery."

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"I don't know if that little guy can escape the first wave of black tide, but it's great to have a world with true immortals, at least it's not as desperate as ours."

In the Yuanyang Realm, Zhao Zilin, who woke up from the overlapping dream, felt a little emotional.

The monsters that emerged from the black tide were invincible, and the people of Nan Yazhou, whether they were monsters, were forced to temporarily put aside all their prejudices and hatreds and stand together to fight against the black tide.

In the face of equal death, no one mentioned entering the pass or internal circulation for a while.

Death does not solve the problem itself, but it can solve the people who caused the problem.

PS: I'm very sorry, I was dealing with some personal matters in the past few days and I haven't had time to update.