Now, Wayne is standing in the activity room of the Handicraft Department on the fourth floor of the teaching building.
Facing it, there was a hot pot monster blocked by the door.
What exactly is this hyperexpansion?
"Calm down, this could be a dream. It's nothing strange to see anything in a dream."
I remember that when Wayne was young, he had many strange dreams like this.
It's not even that he has never had lucid dreams in which he was still conscious in the dream.
What it's like: Suddenly realizing that I'm in a dream, and then forcibly turning the originally terrifying and frightening nightmare into a passionate dream of superpowers fighting against the sky and the earth.
I have also tried to fantasize about a certain background setting before falling asleep, and after falling asleep, the dream can continue with this setting.
The sense of pleasure of doing whatever he wanted made him find a lot of fun.
But after I grew up and started working, I was as tired as a dog every day. I fell unconscious as soon as I hit the pillow. I basically slept until dawn, and I no longer had the free time to control my dreams.
"My magic is very strong!"
He hypnotized himself.
Then, he opened the window and jumped from the four-story activity room.
A giant transformed native caught him and carried him smoothly suspended in mid-air.
The silver moon illuminated the entire school, making it look like daytime.
"Gulu gulu gulu!" Black juice spurted out from the window of the handicraft department, and then slowly condensed into shape, turning into the flat hot pot pattern again.
If you look closely, you can see that the pot is filled with shrimp paste, tripe, and various meatballs.
"What are you?" shouted Wayne.
"Gulu?"
The flat hot pot, also standing in mid-air, stretched out its "hand".
Under the silver moonlight, the huge flat pliers shone with sharp light.
"Lobster? Or crab?"
The hotpot monster took out a meatball from the mouth of the pot and threw it at Wayne.
The image that was originally just a flat surface suddenly expanded in mid-air, and the ball changed from two dimensions to three dimensions.
"I actually want to communicate with this kind of thing... It seems that my mind is really not clear recently."
He activated his magic power, and an earthy-brown glow suddenly appeared, hitting the meatball that became bigger than his head.
"boom!"
A huge explosion sounded.
A large amount of soup splashed out from the meatball's body, spraying in the direction of Wayne.
"Fuck, it's pissing cow balls!"
He summoned an earth wall to block his body at the critical moment.
The soup hit the earth wall hard and corroded continuously.
Even the huge native holding Wayne had dark holes left on his body.
"so close……"
How could I have such a dream? It's so scary.
Wayne doesn't want to continue playing anymore. This experience has enriched his nightmare material, which is awesome.
According to his experience, if you want to take the initiative to wake up from a dream, telling yourself to wake up in the dream will not work.
The only way to succeed is to commit suicide in a dream.
"As long as I die quickly enough, no dream can hurt me!"
He controlled the giant native and ordered it to smash itself to the ground, and then rushed towards the hotpot monster to delay.
Wayne felt the strong wind.
He was thinking of nothing at the moment.
Because as soon as other thoughts appear, even if you commit suicide in the dream, the brain will find a reasonable way to continue the dream.
My forehead felt cold. The wind stopped.
A familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Did Wayne have a nightmare? He looked very painful."
It's Chrissy.
Wayne struggled to open his eyes.
Chris put her hand on his forehead with a worried look.
The sun hasn't set yet, and the sunshine coming in from the window is still warm.
"It seems a little hot. I'll let the doctor see if I have a cold later," she said. "It's done, let's go home."
…
Duke of Winche's Palace.
Wayne only had a few bites of dinner and then locked himself in the study.
He thought carefully about the strange nightmare.
After the family doctor examined him, his evaluation of his body was: there was nothing wrong with him, but it might be because he had been too tired recently.
For this reason, Chris felt a little guilty, thinking that the magic he used for the club was too energy-consuming.
But he knew it wasn't.
Could such a dream be an omen?
An indescribable feeling of uneasiness enveloped him, as if some danger was approaching.
"Do you feel it?"
At some point, Xiaobai squatted next to the window sill.
"Is it your fault?" Wayne asked in a deep voice.
"No, that is the power of another world, which is eroding this world."
Although Wayne did not say what he encountered, Xiaobai seemed to fully understand his experience.
"Even if you don't believe it, the collapse has already begun, and there will be more and more 'disasters'." It said indifferently, "Then one day, this world will be distorted to the point where it cannot sustain itself."
"...Why are you so cheating?" Wayne was very anxious.
He didn't know if he could trust the dog's words.
It seems to know a lot of inside information, but it is also very unreliable in many things.
"I have no ill intentions."
Perhaps seeing the distrust in Wayne's eyes, it spoke.
"Like you, I hope the world can run well."
Xiaobai stared at Wayne who was sitting behind the desk, full of vigilance.
"As people in the game, others have no way to escape from the limitations of this world's [destiny]. Only you and Chris, the two outsiders, can do it."
"However, Chris is the protagonist. If we want to maintain the original story, the protagonist must not be affected by another intrusive plot, otherwise it will completely collapse like my last magical girl world."
"Her responsibility is: to be a good villain daughter, make friends with the original heroine, and live a relaxed and happy daily life as a young lady."
Wayne grasped the key information it revealed: "The last world?"
"Yes." it said, "I said that I am an observer from another plane."
Aren’t those words a lie? !
Wayne tried to use his own logic to understand the information given by Xiaobai.
Could it be said that the animated world that has been realized is not only the one of "Villain Chrissy"?
If it were put in a novel, it would probably be the difference between a single work of fan fiction and a comprehensive comic novel?
Fortunately, when I have free time, I go to a certain Chinese website to read novels. Although I am already an older young man, I still have a lot of exposure to my imagination.
"That magical girl world has been destroyed, and I am a survivor who escaped from there."
Xiaobai said.
"Wait a minute, does that mean that if you become a magical girl, you will one day become a witch, lose control, and devour the world?"
Wayne's expression was complicated: "Isn't this completely unchanged from the last failure?"
"No, the magical girl may die, but she will not become a witch." It said frankly.
"Witches are existences that have collected the malice of the entire world. They do not have a physical form in the true sense. They will always stand on the opposite side of magical girls."
