This is a dream!
It was as dark as ever, and only a faint light could be seen in the very distance above the head, which was the sea, getting further and further away.
The cold seawater wrapped every inch of his body, and he couldn't stop falling downwards. From time to time, pictures would flash around him, ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Weird symbols and lines are used on it to depict strange shapes, some are humanoid, some are non-human, and some are neither human nor ghost, as if they were made by smashing and sewing together some known creatures. The image is extremely vivid. Horrible, disgusting.
"Again..."
Only a trace of consciousness remained, and everything else was out of control. I could only lie there, watching the sea getting farther and farther, watching countless bizarre pictures emerge one after another around me, waiting to wake up and then forget.
Yes, when he wakes up, he will forget everything here, but when he enters this dream again, he will remember everything he saw in this dream before.
It was very strange, as if something was preventing him from taking out what he saw in this dream.
"Why?" He was thinking with his remaining consciousness. As a scientist, he had a strong thirst for knowledge and exploration. He really wanted to solve this dream, but the 'setting' of waking up and forgetting everything made him unable to understand it at all. There is no way to study it. After all, scientists are not gods. They need data to support experimental results, not fantasy. Not to mention that after he wakes up, he cannot even keep his fantasy.
He didn't know how long had passed, and he didn't know how long he had been sinking. He felt an extreme fatigue coming over him, making his eyes want to close. This made him understand that he was about to wake up again and forget about this place. Everything returns to the real world, and the next time I don’t know when I dream of this place, I will sink deeper again.
I don’t know how long it will continue to sink, and I don’t know if there is a bottom. I just know that the deeper it sinks and the further away from the light above my head, the more strange pictures I see, as if these pictures depicting various ghosts are scary. That light, the more you fear it, the deeper it sinks, but it doesn't want to hit the bottom, so it floats at the extreme depth it can tolerate, just like a locked up prisoner who always likes to lie on the railing and see the outside world. .
Jingle Bell!
The crisp ringing of the bell made the sleeping person open his eyes. The bright sunshine shone in through the window. When it first entered the eyes, it felt a bit dazzling, but he quickly adapted and restored his vision. He saw the green trees outside the window. I heard the chirping of birds.
It’s the beginning of a new day, and it’s time to repeat the experiment again.
Qianye Xu sighed, took the clothes beside the bed, and put them on slowly. Although he slept all night, he felt listless. He washed his face with cold water and regained some energy.
After enjoying a hearty breakfast in the cafeteria and talking on the phone with his wife, he went to the biological laboratory to continue the so-called super soldier experiment.
Chiba sneered at this. The human body was indeed weak, but it was not useless. Hasty artificial intervention and transformation would only be counterproductive.
It's a pity that people speak softly, and after the higher-ups make a decision, they have no choice but to comply.
Unsurprisingly, the experiment failed again. The prisoner died in a miserable state and was immediately sent for autopsy.
The bloody scenes were disgusting, but Chiba Xuan was accustomed to it. He wore a full set of chemical protective suits and watched attentively the reaction of the strengthening medicine in the human body and its effect on various organs, which was said to be based on research on aliens. .
But as he watched, a picture flashed through Qianye's mind. It had been drawn before he could see it clearly, but he was startled. It was obviously flesh and blood, so why did it remind him of weird stitched monsters like zombies and aliens in comics? Woolen cloth?
Until the end of the experiment, he could not forget the fleeting 'monster'. It had the shape of a human, but it didn't look like a human. Instead, it looked like it was made from different parts of many kinds of creatures, sewn together, and it happened to be very harmonious. , as if born this way.
And thinking about this monster, the parchment on which the painting was painted came to mind. It was old and worn, as if it had been seen somewhere.
"Where is it?" Qianye Xuan thought hard, but could never figure it out. Until night, after finishing the day's work, he was lying on the bed video chatting with his wife when he was attracted by a painting behind his wife. .
The painting was very Renaissance style, fragmented, and no specific appearance could be seen, but it firmly attracted Qianye Xuan's attention. Countless fragmentary pictures flashed in his mind: the dark deep sea, the distant light, There are also countless fragmented 'pictures' and countless monsters painted on them....
That night, he once again entered a bizarre dreamland. There was almost only a dot of light above his head, and he couldn't distinguish it from the darkness without looking carefully.
There were more scrolls around, and this time, what Qianye Xuan saw were no longer strange creatures, but words, symbols and patterns similar to formations.
Somehow, he had never seen such ancient writing before, but he could read its meaning after just one glance: The oldest and strongest emotion of human beings is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear comes from the unknown, and Nameless fear is an indescribable existence.
"What do you mean?" Qianye Xuan's brain automatically completed the interpretation of this ancient character, but he did not understand what it meant. If he wanted to look at it again, the other scrolls had become quite blurry, as if it took a lot of time to decipher this scroll. Too much energy and no way to see clearly the rest.
What’s even more incredible is that even after waking up from the dream this time, Chiba Xuan still remembers what happened in the dream. The dark deep sea and the strange monsters are blurry and cannot be described, but this paragraph is from a picture scroll. The words I read online are firmly in my heart.
Qianye Xuan didn't know what it was, but there was a voice in his heart telling him to understand and explore.
I always feel that it is very important, very important thing.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally chose to follow the voice. He easily found the ancient book recording this passage through the defense force. It was written in the eighth century AD. When it was discovered, it was carved into a huge underground city in the western desert of Australia. On the stone tablet.
That huge stone tablet has words on the front and complex patterns on the back. It has not been fully understood yet. The ancient underground city is still being excavated, but the same stone tablet has not been found. It seems that the entire city is dedicated to this. exists as a stone tablet.
Qianye Xuan managed to see the rubbing pattern and recognized it at a glance. It was almost exactly the same as the scroll he saw in his dream.
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