Chapter 1111 The real butterfly dream

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After Ye Xiaowu took it, she glanced at it randomly, or to be more precise, she pretended to look at it, and then stuffed it into Peng Zhan's pocket as if she was angry.

"I don't care if the handwriting is so ugly! Grandpa, why don't you tell me about Butterfly Dream!"

Ye Mo was not clear about Ye Xiaowu's little thoughts. She pretended to want to hear the story, but in fact she wanted Peng Zhan to get as much as possible from him.

"What, have you ever met Butterfly Meng?" Ye Mo asked softly.

"Yeah, that guy is so awesome, we almost didn't come out." Ye Xiaowu said in an exaggerated way.

"The true butterfly dream cannot come out." Ye Mo said with a smile.

"Ah, how could it be possible? Didn't you say that there is a way to break all the mechanisms created by people?" Ye Xiaowu asked with confusion on his face.

"In a true butterfly dream, the dreamer has to enter the game himself, and he will eventually die together with those who join the game. This is a way of perish together." Ye Mo said with a solemn expression.

"Ah, so Butterfly Dream is not good at all. You have to take advantage of yourself." Ye Xiaowu pouted and said.

"Although it is the same death, the process is completely different. The dreamer can decide how the dreamer feels about death. The process of death may seem very short to the outside world, but to the person in the dream, it is very long. How long does it take? how long."

"Ah, it sounds weird. Can you make it simpler and clearer?"

Although Ye Xiaowu did not understand it herself, according to her character, she would just forget it and would not dwell too much on this issue.

Mainly because she saw Peng Zhan frowning, she hurriedly asked Peng Zhan.

"In fact, people's perception of the world is inherently unreal. There is no so-called colorful world in the real world. It's just that in order to distinguish the differences, we forcefully make different color feedbacks based on different wavelengths."

"So?" Ye Xiaowu asked a little anxiously, not expecting Ye Mo to suddenly talk about this inexplicable topic.

"This is a cognitive flaw of ours, determined by our physiological structure, but in order to make up for this flaw, our brains will make up for their rationality, and Butterfly Dream makes use of these two most basic characteristics of humans. ."

"When we see flames, we unconsciously think of their scorching heat. When we see green leaves, we think of their branches. When we see flowers, we think of their beauty and fragrance."

Following Ye Mo's deep and soft voice, a delicate flower appeared in front of Peng Zhan. It swayed gently in the air and exuded a refreshing fragrance.

"When we see flowers and smell the fragrance, we feel that there must be a hardworking little bee. The little bee makes a buzzing sound with the rapid flapping of its transparent wings."

What surprised Peng Zhan was that he actually saw a little bee, making a buzzing sound, flying towards the delicate flower, and then began to work hard on the stamens.

"At this time, the most fearful thing is a storm, but this is the way the world is. Often what we are afraid of will come. Suddenly, the flower branches begin to shake violently."

Peng Zhanzhen saw the flower begin to sway desperately from side to side, and the little bee suddenly transformed into a small boat on the huge sea. It crawled on the flower stamens and shivered, and its slender legs swayed back and forth restlessly.

With a slight cough, the illusion in front of Peng Zhan immediately disappeared. In disbelief, he touched the place where the flower was just now with his hand. It was empty, nothing.