It was already around three o'clock in the morning in a corridor on a certain floor of Aurora Cloud City. The feast that was supposed to be in the ascendant was abruptly interrupted. The place seemed empty and deserted. Occasionally, I saw a few waiters, and they all seemed listless. I was still mourning the missing tip, so much so that even a stunning beauty like Zhang Yingying passed by and couldn't get excited.
Zhang Yingying didn't think much of the passers-by and just did her job of guiding them: "Mr. Bai, please come this way."
"Oh, don't be so polite. I'm scared to see you like this." Mr. Bai, an old man, narrowed his eyes with laughter. He walked briskly with his hands behind his back, in his usual humorous manner, and asked casually. Sentence, "How are things going there?"
"As for Fei Jin, she is still in a coma. She is just a temporary soul carrier. She should be easier to deal with than Li Yiwei."
"I mean Ronan, how is he? I heard that his temperament changed drastically and he made a lot of noise?"
"Haha...I've had so much fun, I'm sleeping now. Oh, Mr. Bai, please help that kid with some treatment. His state tonight is really evil."
Mr. Bai twitched from the corner of his eye: "What a bad idea, little girl! Although I am old and unfilial, my life is not bad. I haven't lived enough in these years."
Ahead was the room where Ronan and his party were. Outside, a bamboo pole was leaning against the wall and smoking. When he saw Mr. Bai and Zhang Yingying, he waved his hands from a distance as a greeting.
Zhang Yingying ignored him and only looked at Mr. Bai: "I'm going to kill you if I ask you to see a doctor? Where is the medical ethics?"
Mr. Bai confidently said: "Don't talk about moral character, let's look at feasibility first. My dream method, to put it bluntly, is to steal some materials from people's brains and people's hearts, build a specious little maze, etc., to stun people and make them think It’s my own work, and I took the initiative to follow the example, substituting the work and so on... The problem is that some people’s material is thatch, which is light and easy to lift; but some people’s material is big rocks, which can’t be moved and have to bend their waists, making it impossible to move. Even my life has to be put in it. Tell me, are the materials used by Ronan, Boss Luo, and Professor Luo, thatch or big rocks?"
"What nonsense is this?"
"It's not wrong, that's the truth."
When they were arguing, Zhugan smiled and put out his cigarette butts, opened the door for them and motioned for them to come in. Zhang Yingying took the lead. She had already walked several steps in before she realized something was wrong. She turned around and saw Mr. Bai standing outside the door, looking left and right with a rich expression on his face.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Mr. Bai coughed twice: "Let's discuss it again. Is it okay to check the soul carrier? Can we move it out first?"
"Aha?"
Inside the room, two bodyguards, Qin Yikun and Gao De, stood in the corner. He Yueyin was operating the virtual workspace, giving orders to various people, and raised his head when he heard the sound.
At this time, Mr. Bai's face turned serious, and he poked his head into the room again, wrinkles appearing on his old face: "It's like this, don't you feel bored?"
"Is there any?" Zhang Yingying blinked.
He Yueyin subconsciously averted her eyes. On the sofa opposite her, Ronan was curled up, sleeping soundly facing the backrest, completely unresponsive to the sounds of the outside world.
At this time, Mr. Bai waved to her: "Come out and talk...and you."
He called out the few people who were awake in the room, and at the same time called the Lingbo Network maintenance team of Shangding Building: "Help me call up the interference field map of the area."
A few seconds later, the relevant results were sent back and were shared by Mr. Bai in the mission channel: "Here, let's see, now the room has been turned into a pot of porridge by someone's soul power, and you don't even notice at all?"
It was just a dynamic image that looked like chaotic magnetic lines. He Yueyin focused on a few key data, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.
Zhugan clapped his chin, and then said after realizing it: "No wonder I'm addicted to smoking. It turns out that I'm not strong enough in the house, and my subconscious wants to come out and take a breath!"
Zhang Yingying pouted at him, but Mr. Bai nodded in agreement: "It's very possible that Vice President He and Yikun, who have been with him for a longer time, received a stronger and direct impact earlier, and they are no longer affected by the subsequent impact. Sensitive."
He Yueyin looked directly at him: "What is Mr. Luo's situation now? Have you made a clear judgment?"
"Dreaming."
When it comes to his area of expertise, Mr. Bai answered readily: "His cerebral cortex should be very active, and the information stored in the brain is constantly being mined and reorganized, and new things are constantly being generated. Because his soul power is too strong. , the corresponding power radiates out, but it is controlled unconsciously... It's okay if he doesn't control it, the power naturally disperses. Just because he subconsciously controls it, he forms a meaningful building. Well, it is now popularly called 'Format'. You have been in it for a long time and are awake, so you are not aware of it. But if you are confused and confused, you may be pulled into a dream by him. He has that ability."
Zhang Yingying felt her teeth hurt when she heard this: "What's the situation?"
He Yueyin then asked: "Will this hurt Mr. Luo?"
Mr. Bai spread his hands: "I really don't know about this. What harm can dreaming do? It is true for normal people, but it may be a different matter for those with strength. Basically, I think dreaming is A kind of adjustment of one's own memory information and even emotions. People with abilities usually organize the physical and spiritual structure properly, so they rarely dream, or the dreaming time is very short. Isn't there a saying that "the most perfect person has no dreams", that's the truth... …”
"Ronan is very strong!" Zhang Yingying followed.
"Yes, very strong! However, it is well known that the physical and spiritual structure is imbalanced. Even after the 'awakening' adjustment, it is hard to say what the effect will be. Moreover, his mood tonight is obviously different from usual, which may also bring variables. "
While explaining, Mr. Bai also tried to release his soul power to detect the chaotic "dream magnetic field" in the room to collect more specific information. Gradually, his tone also changed, and he spoke in a sleepy voice:
"He is in a period of adjustment, but he adjusts too frequently. He is constantly digging and searching for memories. Well, it seems that a large amount of information is constantly stimulating him. This stimulation is very direct, so there is very little logic. The nervous system is extremely excited, hiss..."
Mr. Bai's voice was broken, and the color on his face was not good-looking. He looked a little dizzy, as if he wanted to vomit but couldn't.
"It can't go too deep, it's like a whirlpool, and the 'touch' is high temperature and high pressure, which might kill people. It's strange, it doesn't feel like 'organizing materials', but like a pot of stew, and it can still stew." What's going on?"
In addition to Mr. Bai being on the mental side, there was also a bamboo pole. Zhang Yingying turned her head and looked over. The latter spread her hands to express her helplessness. He is blind to the structure of dreams. After all, there are specialties in the art, and not everyone can adjust the frequency of soul power and cut into different levels at any time like Ronan.
Zhugan could only make a suggestion: "Should it be simpler and rougher and wake him up directly? I have read some information and it will not cause too many negative effects if the REM period of dreaming is disturbed."
Mr. Bai hesitated: "All relevant theories must be discounted in half on the side of ability users..."
"Mr. Luo has a history of sleepwalking."
What He Yueyin was referring to was that during the "Two Thousandth Miss" incident, all parties gathered in Xiacheng. Ronan was so nervous that he didn't sleep a wink for dozens of hours. In the end, he was exhausted mentally and physically. He fell asleep after being injected with drugs. However, while half asleep and half awake, he puts on strange postures, which is very frightening.
He Yueyin was not at the scene at that time, but Qin Yikun and Gao De were both there, and they all nodded in confirmation when they heard what was said.
Mr. Bai frowned when he heard this, thought for a while, and walked into the room quietly. Approach Ronan and probe his breathing and other physical signs.
Seeing him enter the house, everyone else followed.
"How about it?"
"The breathing is not stable enough, the body surface temperature is high, and the muscle tone is abnormal... It is indeed a bit RBD, oh, it is the characteristics of rapid eye movement sleep behavior disorder. But a more direct conclusion should be that his body has endured a certain amount of stress. After all, The power of the soul in dreams is not easy to control, and Mr. Luo himself does not seem to have completely solved the problem of the balance of physical and spiritual structures, and the possibility of uncontrolled supercharging cannot be ruled out."
"So we need to wake him up as soon as possible?"
"The problem now is that with his perception ability and the current interference in the surrounding area, we are talking around him, but he doesn't feel anything at all..."
Mr. Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly. He could only use the caution of a doctor to make suggestions: "We need to wake him up, but we must consider the possibility of losing control of the soul power when the dream collapses. I can try to guide him, but judging from the current situation, his body reaction It's very strong, and the biological instinct is active. Hehe, the RBD of the esper is really hard to mess with, so be careful not to let him hurt you."
A group of people looked at each other in confusion. They understood Mr. Bai's words more or less, but they all understood the meaning of "not sure" in it.
At this time, people had long forgotten about Fei Jin in the bedroom. Who would have thought that during a routine inspection, the rightful person did not take his turn, and something went wrong with a more important person!
He Yueyin thought for a long time and finally said: "Mr. Bai, the current problem is largely related to the imbalance of physical and spiritual structure, right?"
"Well, to be precise, the previous control method to maintain the balance of the physical and spiritual structure has the possibility of losing control in the dream. What we have to do now is to eliminate this possibility."
"Okay...I'll make a call."
He Yueyin opened his mouth and immediately walked aside. Just talk to the other person in the corner of the room. After the call was connected, she introduced Ronan's situation directly, and then began to listen, only occasionally saying a few words. After five or six minutes, she suddenly turned her eyes:
"Mr. Bai."
"What?"
"It's a question of guidance. Can you let the outside information be injected into Mr. Luo's dream more accurately?"
"Well, what is the specific information?"
"sound."
