Super thriller live broadcast

In the dim toilet cubicle, a cold light emitted from the mobile phone screen, reflecting my pale face.

When the call was connected, I put the cell phone to my ear and did not speak.

"Is there anyone there?" The voice came from the other side of the phone. It was very soft. There seemed to be some hope in the words: "I'm lost. This is the only way I can get through. Is there anyone?"

She is as gentle as ever, but things have changed in the outside world.

"Ye Bing?" I said in a complicated tone. I never thought that one day I would receive a call from her again in this way.

The other side of the microphone also fell into silence. It seemed that he was a person who had reached the limit in the darkness. Suddenly he encountered a ray of sunshine that he had not seen for a long time. His tense nerves collapsed instantly, and I heard the cry that I tried to cover up.

She should have heard my voice.

"Where are you? I'm going to find you." Being alone in the narrow compartment, the air seemed to have solidified, and my voice was a little hoarse.

After a long time, Ye Bing's intermittent voice came from the phone: "You can't find me. I don't know when I started to lose myself..."

"Tell me the iconic scenery around you, stay there and don't move around."

"I don't know where this place is. Don't come to me. I'm afraid..."

"Tell me about the iconic scenery around you!" My voice became louder, but my eyes slowly calmed down.

No one spoke. After a pause of two or three seconds, Ye Bing's voice sounded on the other side of the phone: "This is a city without lights. There are forks everywhere. The alleys are intricately intertwined. Everyone is... can not see."

"Is there anything else special?"

"Yes, on the streets and walls of the city, you can often see human-shaped water stains that are the same size as ordinary people. These water stains penetrate into the walls, just like human shadows embedded in them."

After hearing what Ye Bing said, I was suddenly stunned. Her description sounded a bit familiar to me!

Where have I heard this before?

A memory suddenly flashed through my mind like lightning. I remembered the scene at the beginning of my tenth live broadcast. The opening call was from Xia Qingzhi. She also said that she was lost, and the scene she described at that time was similar to that of Ye Bing. The scene described is exactly the same!

"Deep Dream?! Could it be that the uninhabited city they were talking about was Deep Dream? Could it be that the disappeared Xia Qingzhi was imprisoned in Deep Dream?!"

This clue was so crucial. I met Xia Chi during the tenth live broadcast. He said a lot of incomprehensible things to me. Now that I think about it, I vaguely understand.

"After the tenth live broadcast, the underlying meaning of Xia Chi's words was that he would contact me again in the future. So this live broadcast, will we meet in a dream? But I entered Ye Bing's dream, and they should enter It's better not to come." I thought in my mind, but another doubt arose, why did Ye Bing and Xia Qingzhi describe exactly the same place? Could it be that the shallow and middle dreams are constructed according to their own memories, while the deep dreams are Common?

"Gao Jian..." The voice on the phone interrupted my thoughts.

"What's wrong?" I replied casually. The feeling at that moment was the same as five years ago.

Ye Bing hesitated for a moment, suppressed it for a long time, and then said the last words: "Don't come to me anymore. In fact, there is no way out from here."

The phone was hung up, and the beeping busy tone echoed in the cubicle, as if with a hint of helplessness.

"Ding!"

The call ended, and the mission information for the Underworld Show was sent to the mailbox.

"Forgotten memories pile up together and ferment into this infinite and bizarre world. Here you will see the dirtiest, cruelest, and most unwilling memories to be faced. In the end, you will sink and turn into this ugly world. Part of it.”

"Think clearly, before you come in, leave your hope outside the door first!"

"Live broadcast mission: Enter Ye Bing's middle dream before midnight. Escaping from the dream is considered a success."

"Optional Task 1: Bring Ye Bing's consciousness out of the dream, reward ten points."

"Optional task two: Obtain the layout of the Buddha of Good and Evil in the dream. Ten points will be awarded."

"Optional mission three: kill a nightmare, reward ten points."

"Optional mission four: Kill the traitor, reward twenty points, and receive immunity from a live broadcast."

"Optional mission five: ??????"

"Attention: The special function of the underworld show help hotline is activated...the first call is free, and each subsequent call will cost ten points."

After reading the task information sent by the show, I couldn't calm down for a long time. This live broadcast task gave me a deep chill.

In a corner that I ignored, there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching my every move.

"If your body is injured, you will arrange to live broadcast in the dream? But what good will this do to the underworld show?" I looked at the long list of optional tasks. The second item asked me to obtain the double-faced Buddha in the dream. The layout, and the fourth task of killing the betrayer. At first glance, these tasks are related to the underworld show, but they always make me feel a little weird. I seem to smell the smell of conspiracy.

"How many forces will fight in a dream? Isn't this a bit unbelievable?"

I held the underworld show mobile phone in my hand and pushed open the door of the toilet cubicle. As soon as the wooden door leaf opened, I saw a tall and thin figure standing in front of me.

"Dr. Chu? Didn't you accompany them to dinner?" I quietly put the phone in my pocket, frowned and looked at the man in front of me. He stood facing the mirror, his eyes were sunken, but his eyes were shining.

"Did you finish the phone call?" He turned around with a hint of humor and said in a playful tone, "You still live in the last cubicle. Is this considered a habit?"

"The last cubicle? Habit?" I squinted my eyes and suddenly thought that during the second live broadcast at Xinhu High School, I also hid in the last cubicle of the laboratory building toilet; and for the eleventh live broadcast, I was in When I was in the subway station, I hid in the last compartment again. This habit was not even noticed by me.

"You like to hide in the deepest part of the darkness, which shows that your character is full of suspicion and you are always shrouded in a sense of crisis. This is not a habit that ordinary people have." The tall and thin man put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, with a smile on his face. An inexplicable smile.

"It's just a coincidence."

I strode towards the door, and when I passed by the tall and thin man, he suddenly said something in a low voice.

"Three days is a cycle. Are you going to live broadcast in that woman's dream tonight?"

My raised feet were hanging in the air, my body became stiff as if it had been filled with plaster, and I slowly turned my head: "Have you seen my live broadcast?"

Only then did the tall and thin man reveal a smile on his face: "What do you think?"

Standing at the door, many thoughts suddenly came to my mind. In fact, I had already made this guess when the tall and thin man changed his mind and prepared to treat Ye Bing.

But in my memory, the only water friend who knew very well about dreams did not match the information of the lanky man: "Can you tell me your ID?"

"I thought you could recognize me at a glance, haha." The tall and thin man looked at me and him in the mirror and spoke quickly: "My name is Truman, and my English name is fantasy. You can also call me Memory expert Fantasy, dream architect Fantasy, you can also call me hypnosis master Fantasy!"

"Is it really you?"

I met the hypnosis master Fantasy when I entered Huang Xue's dream during the fifth live broadcast. It was he who proposed the dream layering theory.

"Wait a minute, during that live broadcast, some friends questioned your academic level. You told them that you have been in the industry for 31 years and have rich experience." I glanced at him suspiciously: "But when Dr. Yan introduced you today , but said you are only thirty-one years old, how do you explain this loophole?"

I never dared to reveal his ID before, just because of this.

"Actually, it's nothing. I was born in a mental hospital. My mother is a physicist who suffers from severe schizophrenia and paranoia. So you can think that I have been conducting clinical medical research since I was born. I have been practicing for thirty-one years. Are there any flaws?" After Truman finished speaking, he tidied up his messy long hair that had not been trimmed for a long time. "Not much else to say. I basically watch every episode of your live broadcast. I have a question. I never figured it out.”