Where is this place? When did I... fall asleep?
Otto's consciousness slowly woke up from a deep coma, and his head was experiencing a sharp pain like a cone. He struggled to open his eyelids that were as heavy as a thousand, and the blurry and psychedelic scenery gradually became clear.
What caught his eye next was Alex's square face with a hideous scar.
"Are you awake?" Alex twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a creepy smile that would make everyone's hair stand on end. He was the only one who didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Perhaps because of the angle, he pushed up the bridge of his nose. The square-shaped glasses reflected a strange light, "It seems that the secret method was successfully implemented, so nothing will hinder me."
Otto was frightened by what Alex said with a ferocious smile. His dazed mind suddenly became clear. Almost like a conditioned reflex, he bounced off the ground with a carp kick, and then somersaulted three hundred and sixty-six times. After bending and turning three and a half times ten degrees, he finally fell to the ground and rolled twice, then hurriedly shrank to the corner and shouted in horror: "Don't come close to me! Don't come close to me!!!"
Obviously Otto has not yet come out of the horrific psychological shadow Alex left on him...
Faced with Otto's excessive reaction, Alex couldn't help but be startled, but the old hunter quickly thought about the joints, slowly opened his hand towards him and slowed down his approach to show that he had no ill intentions and hoped that he could put his mind at ease. Come: "Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm, I just want to have a good talk with you."
With your majestic appearance and such a ferocious smile, I can't help but feel like a ghost!
"Just keep this distance... don't come close to me! If you come close to me again... I'll call for help!" Otto, who was shaken by fright, screamed in a distorted voice, but he could not stop shouting. I noticed something was wrong: "Wait a minute, you...can you speak Chinese? Or did you do something to me...so that I can understand Russian?"
Alex smiled, stopped as Otto asked, stood there and explained to him: "Don't be afraid, I'm just inviting you into a dream. There is no language barrier in dreams, so even in reality Even if we don’t understand the language, we can still communicate without any barriers like before.”
"Dream?" Otto looked at Alex suspiciously and warily, as if waiting for his further explanation.
Alex nodded, then opened the five fingers of his right hand and raised his palm up to shoulder height: "We hunters can weave or travel through various dreams through extraordinary means, but rather than explaining to you in words, it is better to practice it directly It allows you to quickly understand the current situation. Come on, try to build a rough image of an apple in your mind, and then let it appear in your hands..."
The next second, Otto saw that in the old hunter's raised right hand, as if by magic, a red and plump apple appeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye!
"You see, just like what I'm doing now, the more detailed the details when imagining, the more realistic the final product will be." As he spoke, Alex retracted his arm and ate the apple in his hand bit by bit. There was a crisp gnawing sound, "Apples and eggs are something that even a beginner can easily find the trick to implement. And compared to me, the intruder, you are the master of this dream, so you should be able to do it easier than me." That’s the right thing to do.”
Otto, who was about to break out of the window, winced and glanced at Alex, who was only ten meters away from him. After carefully weighing the difference in strength between the two, he was convinced that he would be able to escape even if he broke through the window. Otto, who had no chance of escaping from the opponent's clutches, suppressed the fear and uneasiness in his heart and raised his hand in disbelief. Following Alex's appearance and teachings, he began to imagine what an apple looked like.
A few seconds later, as Otto's thoughts flashed, a thin, rectangular object the size of a palm appeared in his hand.
Otto looked like he had seen a ghost, looking at the mobile phone lying quietly in his hand in disbelief. He just had the idea of wanting a mobile phone, but this thing appeared in his hand, and he casually He pressed the phone screen: "It still works?!"
"As expected of a psyker, he is very good at manifesting fantasy! The manifestation of fantasy in dreams is similar to the psychic powers you psykers use to tamper with reality, and there is no need to bear the side effects of activating psychic powers, so You can practice using your fantasy more when you fall asleep in the future." Alex looked at Otto with great relief, and was sincerely happy that the latter could easily take the first step.
Otto did not feel happy because of the other party's praise: "I just want to get rid of this hellish place...and you..."
"That's not okay...Otto, I invited you into the dream just to have a good chat with you..." Alex shook his head and rejected Otto's wish, using extraordinary means to force the latter to stay in the dream, and then He manifested a chair and sat down in a formal manner. The wooden chair creaked with his huge and strong body. He asked with a serious look: "Otto, are you willing to change your ways and become a good person again?" ?”
"A good person?" Otto suddenly felt embarrassed and secretly murmured in his heart that this tall and thick man was probably a fool: "Is this what you want to talk to me about? To persuade me to be a good person?"
"Yes, in the eyes of others, my behavior of persuading people to do good may be a bit ridiculous..." Alex's serious expression did not seem like he was joking: "But I always feel that everyone will go the wrong way sometimes. Those who have gone astray may sometimes just need us to reach out and give them a hand to pull them out of the mire. There is kindness and a heart for kindness hidden in everyone's heart, so you can too Be a good person who is friendly to others, honest and trustworthy, and don’t neglect good deeds because they are small, and change your mind and start a new life..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop that!"
"Then what if I refuse?" Although Otto was still cowering in the corner, his attitude was extremely firm: "To be honest, I don't want to be a good person at all, and I can't be such a good person. Being friendly to others will get bitten by dogs, but being honest and trustworthy will not be a good person." It's not as good as words. Good people are not rewarded. Good people just suffer. Good people with kind hearts often cannot fight against bad people with ulterior motives... I have seen enough lessons and examples. Even if you have big fists, I still have to say, this good person I can't do it! Even if you beat me to death, I won't be considered a good person!"
"I can do good things occasionally, but I can't be a good person..."
Alex frowned and thought carefully for a while. After being silent for about a minute or two, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Then you can only be a dead person..."
When Otto heard this, he felt his heartbeat skipping two beats, and he almost broke out of the window and fled out of fear.
"Forget it, you can think about it in the next few days... I hope you can be a good person..." In the end, Alex did not make Otto a dead man, but turned around and left the latter with something. Lonely back: "By the way, although fantasy manifestation does not have to bear the side effects of psychic abilities, it is still very labor-intensive to spend time imagining the specific information of an object. I suggest you practice fantasy embodiment from easy to difficult, and wait first After you become proficient in manifesting an apple, you can then consider complicated things like manifesting electronic devices. Oh yes, it will be time to get up and have breakfast in a while. Don’t play in your dreams for too long..."
After saying that, Alex's figure gradually faded and he exited Otto's dream.
Otto was stunned for a moment, then he turned the phone over and looked at the trademark on the back and murmured: "I am the Apple that materializes according to your request..."
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As soon as Wu Ming got into the car with Zhao Chensi and Wan Qi, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the car...
All the passengers in the car were playing with their mobile phones with their heads down. They were either staring expressionlessly at the small light in their hands, or they were wearing headphones to isolate the auditory information from the outside world and immersed themselves in the world of music, or they were My fingers mechanically slide across the phone screen to constantly refresh Weibo...
There was an eerie silence in the carriage.
It looks very weird.
But what was even more strange was that when Wu Ming observed them from a supernatural perspective, he found that these people did not have the same green light as Zhao Chensi.
Which is to say... they don't see anything wrong with it.
