The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 621

If it weren't for Zhou Yang's strong performance during the rat disaster, Pan Yueting and Chu Siwen would definitely be able to beat him out now.

It's not like bragging.

Also look at other people's dreams... Why don't you go to heaven.

However, Zhou Yang is Zhou Yang, so that the two women have strong confidence in him.

"What do you think?" Pan Yueting was a little confused.

Zhou Yang opened the bag and took out a set of machines issued by the system.

An invisible box-shaped object, and then two soft headbands stick out from the object.

"When we sleep, we wear one, and then I can see your dream." Zhou Yang said.

"Really?" Pan Yueting obviously didn't believe it.

"Could it be, you'll know if you try."

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yang and the three were lying on the bed in the big bedroom. He and Chu Siwen sandwiched Pan Yueting between them.

Zhou Yang and Pan Yueting both wear headbands on their heads.

"I...sleep!" Pan Yueting closed her eyes.

Zhou Yang closed his eyes at the same time.

I don't know how long it took, Pan Yueting fell asleep in a daze.

Zhou Yang quietly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and waited for that moment to come.

Chu Siwen took the phone and recorded the whole process.

Pan Yueting's mind was in chaos, all kinds of illogical pictures were matched together, and her eyes were shaking rapidly, which was a sign of entering a dream.

Suddenly, the chaotic picture stopped and then shattered.

Zhou Yang seemed to be drawn close to a long passage.

Finally, a light appeared at the end of the passage.

Zhou Yang is like playing a virtual reality game, his mind is very clear, but the perspective is Pan Yueting's.

Pan Yueting's body trembled. It was obvious that in her sleep, her subconscious mind told her that the scene that she must experience every day was about to begin again.

Chu Siwen was a little nervous, breathing quickly.

She is a private detective, not a psychic. Seeing such a scene, it is impossible to say that she is not afraid.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed her arm.

It was Zhou Yang's warm hand, which made Chu Siwen a sigh of relief.

Zhou Yang has always been sober, that's it.

...

Zhou Yang couldn't see the world and the direction.

He seems to be standing in a space with no position.

However, there is a glass wall in front of which you cannot see the top, bottom, left and right edges—if that can be called glass.

Zhou Yang is moving forward, but Pan Yueting is actually moving forward.

The glass wall is getting closer.

A figure appeared behind the glass wall.

Zhou Yang could realize that Pan Yueting's body on the bed began to shake violently again.

The figure gradually became clear, it was the face of a young woman, just like the picture of Pan Mingming hanging in the living room of Pan Yueting's house.

is her!

Zhou Yang's heartbeat also accelerated suddenly.

This is the first time I have been exposed to events outside the normal world since I got the system.

Pan Mingming’s face was against the glass wall.

The glass wall seemed to be elastic, and Pan Mingming's face gradually squeezed out a convex outline on the wall.

Then she raised her hands, seeming to try her best to squeeze out from the other side of the glass wall, but in vain.

Pan Mingming's face was full of anger, hope, despair, and various emotions. Zhou Yang looked very uncomfortable.

There was no sound at all, but Zhou Yang seemed to hear her shout.

The glass wall quickly retreated, and Zhou Yang jumped out of Pan Yueting's dream.

Pan Yueting also yelled and woke up.

Chu Siwen was still recording his cell phone.

"Zhou Yang, did you see it?" Pan Yueting asked Zhou Yang with tears streaming down her face.

Zhou Yang nodded: "I saw it!"

"Save my daughter, or can you let me see her?" Pan Yueting's emotions collapsed again.

Chu Siwen hugged her lightly, comforting softly.

Zhou Yang walked to the living room, glanced at the wall clock, and raised his eyebrows.

It turned out to be three o'clock in the middle of the night.

In other words, the dream just lasted for nearly four hours.

Zhou Yang sat on the sofa and relaxed.

The whispered conversation between Chu Siwen and Pan Yueting could be heard in the room.

It probably means that Zhou Yang is very good and will definitely be able to help her.

Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This task is indeed different from previous tasks.

"System, can you explain dimensional folding to me?" Zhou Yang asked sincerely.

"Simply put... Dimensional folding is like a telephony fiber used by humans."

"How to say?"

"Theoretically speaking, the fiber-optic communication frequency band can meet the needs of 100 million people at the same time. Because the width of the frequency band is large enough, it can accommodate huge amounts of data."

"The space we are in is a frequency in the optical fiber communication band."

"There are more frequencies operating at the same time, but they will never interfere with each other."

"I get it!" Zhou Yang gave a big shot. Legs, "In other words, different spaces are actually stacked together, but for various reasons we can't feel it."

"Basically." The system replied, "The mission target is in the middle of the two communication frequencies. Only mental substances can exist in that position. The body cannot pass through."

"Her dimension is beyond the current dimension of the host, so she can only communicate through the special way of dreaming."

Zhou Yang nodded.

finally understood.

The system is inherently inexplicable, but I didn't expect that the unexplainable is the world in which I live.

"Zhou Yang, do you have a clue?" Chu Siwen came out of the big bedroom and sat next to Zhou Yang, "The client's emotions have almost collapsed."

"Some clues, but I need time." Zhou Yang said.

The skills issued by the system can enable Zhou Yang to do terrifying things.

But again, this approach is extremely dangerous.

This is like meditating and entering concentration. Once your mind is wandering, you may not be able to return.

And Pan Mingming is even more dangerous.

Her remaining spirit survived in the cracks.

According to the feudal superstition, this would be regarded as a lonely ghost, unable to reincarnate, and never to be superborn.

The simple view of life and death of the ancients can actually be explained by science.

There are no ghosts, but spirits can exist in other forms.

This may give the living people a little comfort...

...

Leaving Pan Yueting's home, Chu Siwen and Zhou Yang returned to the detective agency.

Zhou Yang said: "Give me two days to prepare, I will try to find Pan Mingming."

In the car, Zhou Yang said his judgment.

Chu Siwen was stunned.

What space stack?

What frequency corners...

Switching to someone else, Chu Siwen had already slapped him and slapped him to wake him up.

But in front of him was Zhou Yang.

The omnipotent national hero.

"If I'm ready, I'll tell you." Zhou Yang drank the water in front of him and turned to leave.

Chu Siwen bounced up from the chair, locked the door behind him, and added a few insurances before taking a sigh of relief, lying on the sofa bed and stretching his waist.

She had a hunch that Pan Mingming's mission was a factor that could change her life.