Next to the flower bed outside the store.
Dean repeated Professor Aiden's words to Catherine.
"Time, space, the original place...and Plato, this is so interesting. Maybe Plato really went to the original place, so he was able to create the "Utopia" more than two thousand years ago , 'The Cave Theory', 'Atlantis' and other popular philosophical masterpieces and concepts."
Catherine looked at Dean enviously and said,
"We ordinary people are like prisoners. We can only see the projection on the cave wall, but cannot see the outside world under the sunshine of truth."
"You, those who have mastered superpowers, see the real world and can appreciate the splendor of life. So do you think I can touch the Origin Badge and accept the trial?"
"I don't recommend doing this. It's almost impossible for ordinary people to pass the test. Even if they pass by luck, becoming a supernatural creature is not necessarily a good thing." Dean shook his head and handed the woman a bottle of soda. "As far as I know, there are many people with super powers. It is not as long as ordinary people. They die at the age of thirty or forty. Even if they are alive, they are fighting against the law of convergence every day and live in fear. They are not as comfortable and comfortable as ordinary people."
"The meaning of life lies not in length but in depth," Catherine pursed her lips, grabbed the soda bottle and hit him on the shoulder, "So what you said is like a rich man complaining about how to spend money. If you don't believe it, I will take the exam. Think about it, if you were given a chance to choose between becoming an ordinary person or continuing to be a person with super powers, what would you choose?"
Dean thought about it carefully, did not answer, hugged Catherine and changed the topic.
"Back to the topic, smart reporter, think carefully, where could the badge be?"
"Where is the creation that combines humans, animals, stars, and dreams?"
Catherine glanced at the pedestrians wrapped in thick down jackets on the street, "There are people in every house in the town center and suburbs. As for animals, many families have cats and dogs, so the requirements should be met."
"And the stars can only be seen at night and outdoors, so the badge will definitely only appear somewhere close to the outdoors."
"As for the creation of dreams, the previous words are easy to understand. All mammals may dream when they are asleep, but what does creation mean?" Catherine rubbed her chin, "Dreams are an illusory representation of objective things in the brain. Or vague reflection, belonging to the category of consciousness rather than matter, how can it create realistic matter?"
"I can't figure it out. Why don't I go back to the police station and ask those kids if they have any connection with the badge. Maybe they have some intuition."
Dean thought for a moment and nodded. The chubby girl Barbara had almost guessed the cause and effect of the entire incident, and she would definitely be able to provide him with additional ideas.
It's daytime and there are no stars in the sky, and the origin badge can't be found.
…
At the Hawkins Police Department, after a morning of chaos, the parents were calmed down by Chief Hope and went back to work.
There were only a dozen policemen left in the hall, drinking coffee and chatting on guard.
The six students stayed in the director's office, all wearing bulletproof vests and helmets, and each of them had a small body and a lot of bulk.
Golan seemed to have completely forgotten about last night's attack, holding his girlfriend's waist and spinning around, "My dear, your waist has become too thick, so thick that I can't even hold it!"
Hara laughed angrily and said, "Why are you so crazy? Put me down quickly!"
Steve on the other side held the bulletproof helmet in his hand, put his left index finger on the top of the helmet, and applied a rotational force with his right hand to make it spin steadily in a circle, performing around Nancy.
Nancy asked helplessly and funnyly, "Are you trying to impress me?"
Steve flicked the reshaped head of the plane, "Don't you think this is cool? There are many basketball players in the whole school, but I am the only one who can rotate the helmet so well."
“It’s so cliche and it doesn’t work for me.”
"You're old-fashioned, Nancy. It's okay to study hard, but you can't read too rigidly and lose your ability to appreciate handsomeness and humor." Steve handed the helmet over, "Here, give it a try. I Come teach you.”
Jonathan sat in the corner of the office out of place, looking enviously at the two men and women having a fight, grabbing the camera in his hand and snapping a few photos.
Barbara sat quietly on the other side and observed Jonathan. Then she moved her ears, looked at the opened door, and greeted him in surprise.
"Director, Dean, Catherine, you are back, have you found any clues?"
"Yes!" Dean distributed the coffee and donuts to everyone and glanced at them, "A professor friend of mine finished interpreting the pattern of the magic circle and the badge in the original cave and discovered the place where the badge may appear. I need you to use your brains to help think about it.”
Dean briefly mentioned the clues, but did not mention the original place or skills.
"The creations of humans, animals, stars, and dreams represent the infinite possibilities of the world, so the Origin Badge will appear in places where all four are present."
After hearing this, the six students immediately began to discuss it enthusiastically.
"It has something to do with humans and animals. Could it be in a zoo?" Hala said enthusiastically. "There are administrators and breeders in the zoo, as well as a large number of animals. The overall layout is open-air, and you can see the stars at night. As for dreams, , both animals and humans can dream, so the zoo perfectly meets these four conditions.”
Dean looked at everyone in confusion, "There is a zoo in Hawkins Town?"
"No." Hope raised his hat and explained, "But there is a family in another small town more than 40 kilometers to the north."
Dean and Catherine exchanged a look, "The distance is too far. It is unlikely that the badge will attack Hawkins across a small town, right?"
"That's a farm." Barbara analyzed, "There are several farms operating on the outskirts of the town, raising cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks and other livestock, and growing vegetables... so there are farm workers and a large number of animals there. The stable has a good view and can easily look up at the stars at night, so it also meets the conditions.”
Dean nodded and spread out a map of Hawkins on his desk, "Who can help me mark the specific location of the farm?"
"I've been around the whole town countless times and know every place well," Hope drew seven circles on the map with a pen.
"Do you have any other ideas, everyone?" Dean glanced around,
"Pet shops are a possibility, too," Jonathan said.
"Zoos, farms, and pet shops all place too much emphasis on animals. Why don't we change our thinking and emphasize humans or dreams." Nancy turned the helmet on her hand. "The location may be in a house in the center of the town that has cats, dogs, parrots and other small animals. In a pet hotel, there are a large number of guests in the hotel, and the guests gather in a house to sleep, which will naturally produce a lot of dreams. As for the starry sky, you can easily see it by opening the window, which also meets the four conditions."
Steve nodded hastily.
Director Hope continued to draw out the locations of pet shops and hotels on the map with a pen, adding ten more circles.
"What you guys said is great. You all have genius minds." At this time, Golan stood up with his hands behind his back, and every freckle on his face was full of accent. "But I, a stupid person, have to point out that you have committed A simple mistake, one of the conditions mentioned by Dean was the creation of dreams, and you all directly regarded it as a dream. This is a complete mistake. According to your analysis, the badge will never be found."
"What do you have in mind?" Nancy glanced at Golan angrily, with her hands on her hips.
"The creation of dreams, as I understand it, is the material created while dreaming," Golan looked at his companions with piercing eyes and said seriously, "And when I was in adolescence, I felt a chill down there countless times in my sleep. Because I accidentally wet the quilt due to a wet dream, that is the creation of dreams! So we should go to the homes of teenagers in the town, and when they have a wet dream, the badge will appear!"
wet dream? A group of people rolled their eyes.
"Dogs bark!"
"Disgusting guy, be serious!" Steve strangled his neck from behind, and Hala punched him in the chest with both fists unceremoniously.
"Ouch, be gentle!"
"Quiet! Don't mention any random wet dreams," Dean stopped the high school students from fighting, "This matter is related to your life safety. If you don't take it to heart, don't blame others if you die accidentally."
"I surrender," Golan raised his hand, "but I am serious. The other three conditions are simple. If you find a lot of them, only the creation of dreams is the most difficult to understand and the most critical."
"That's true." Barbara nodded in agreement, a look of thought flashed through her little eyes, "Dreams originate from reality, but are also transcendent from reality, concrete and abstract. Its creations should not be real objects, but what exactly are they? "
"It's useless for you to think so hard." Hope pondered, "Let's do this. I'll ask a few guys to go to the library in town to borrow some books related to 'dreams'. Maybe I can bring them back to you. A little inspiration.”
"It's getting dark, and the stars are about to come out. I'll go look for suspicious places like hotels and farms that have been marked first." Dean put away the map and glanced at the dim sky outside the window, "You guys stay at the police station. , call me immediately if there is any progress or danger."
Dean quickly left the police station, this time without even taking Catherine with him. He entered a remote and deserted alley, and when it got dark, he jumped into the air.
With his telekinesis, he flew around a dozen locations outlined on the map and scanned them from God's perspective, searching for the whereabouts of the badges.
…
And inside the police station.
Catherine and a group of children looked through the materials borrowed from the library, and gradually gained results.
Barbara said,
"It says that the source of dreams is the natural reaction of the brain and the experience and insights gained during the day. It contains rich emotional hints, is full of imagination and mystery, and can effectively reflect the true attitude of the heart."
“Throughout the entire history, great artists from Beethoven to Wagner, Shakespeare to Coleridge, they glimpsed their true hearts through bizarre dreams, and then extracted them from dreams and appealed to reality before creating creations. Produced their best work.”
The group of people turned to Barbara, and she pointed to a passage in the book and said,
"So let me say that anything that is born from inspiration obtained in dreams can be called a creation of dreams."
Are things born from inspiration in dreams the creations of dreams?
Everyone nodded involuntarily.
Barbara continued, "These creations contain human beings' magnificent imagination and abundant emotions, and imagination and emotions have no boundaries, so it is also in line with the infinite possibilities of the world that Dean mentioned before, and in line with the so-called The origin badge’s ‘crazy appetite’.”
Steve urged, "Speak more plainly?"
Barbara glanced at Nancy, who pointed to the text she pointed out and added,
"Things inspired by dreams usually appear in three basic forms: words, pictures, and sounds, which respectively represent books...pictures, sculptures...conversation and music..."
"What we are looking for is naturally the dream creation that is most attractive to the badge, so it should be a combination of the three."
"Everyone think about it, what is the combination of books, pictures, and music? In today's era, it has already been born and is very popular!"
Everyone exchanged glances, a subtle realization arose in their hearts, and at the same time they blurted out,
"Movie!"
"So we're going to the cinema."
"Yes, but ordinary movie theaters can't do it." Barbara said, "It has to be an outdoor movie theater where you can see the stars."
"I know!" Steve slapped the steel helmet on his head suddenly, "There is a drive-in movie theater in the west of the town, with a large outdoor screen. There are often audiences with families and pets driving to have fun at night. They Just sit in the car, enjoy the movie through the windshield, and listen to the dialogue lines from the car radio... I took my ex-girlfriend... um... I took Golan to see it last time."
Jonathan nodded excitedly, "People, animals, the starry sky, and the creation of dreams - movies, all match perfectly."
"Children, you are so awesome. I'll treat you to a big dinner another day!" Catherine grinned at a few people, "I'll notify Dean right away!"
Catherine put her hand on the office and pulled away.
boom!
Suddenly there was a deafening gunshot from the crack of the door, making everyone tremble, and the terrible experience last night flashed in their minds.
Bang bang bang!
The clear sound of gunfire sounded like exploding firecrackers.
Catherine peeked into the hall... Outside the entrance of the police station, five or six police officers raised their guns and shot a man in black who was lying at the front desk, shooting into a sieve.
Hope quickly helped a companion who was holding his chest and asked, "Tom, are you okay? Do you need an ambulance?"
Tom wiped his cold sweat and said with lingering fear, "It's okay, Chief, I followed your instructions and put on the body armor in advance, and this guy didn't stab him with a knife. But what the hell, someone actually rushed into the police station and attacked the police. I This is the first time in my life that I have encountered something like this.”
"Brothers, where is the body?" Another white police officer suddenly pointed at the empty front desk and shouted in surprise, "My eyes are blurred, how come the body disappeared with just a brush?!"
"God, are we killing ghosts?"
"Be careful! Someone is coming again!" Hope looked up at the dark road outside the hall, and saw a figure running towards him, a large flat-headed machete in his hand reflecting the cold light.
A police officer with a big body and a round waist said, "Why does this guy have the same face as the high school student in the room? No, he is more than ten years older."
"That's not us. All the children are in the room, one at a time." Catherine mustered up the courage to rush into the hall. "That's the killer wearing a mask."
After hearing this, Hope decisively gave the order, "He attacked the police with a knife. He used a higher level of force to fight back and opened fire!"
Bang bang bang!
The sound of firecrackers exploded again. The police officers stood at the entrance and emptied their magazines. The running black figure fell to the ground heavily after being hit by several bullets.
"Damn it, I've never seen such a reckless killer. Are you here to die?"
"Look, the body has disappeared again."
"Jesus Christ! This must be Satan's sorcery."
Catherine knew something was wrong and rushed to the front desk, grabbed the phone and called Dean.
And Hope expertly reloaded the shotgun, his face condensed. In the night, the space on the roadside outside the police station rippled like water. Five figures rushed out of the ripples, raised their hands and fired.
Bang bang!
A white police officer was shot in the chest and groaned, but his body armor protected him. He was dragged back into the police station by his companions.
"Damn it, why did five gunmen suddenly appear?"
"Are they crazy? This is a police station, not a bank!"
"We need backup, Director!"
Bang bang bang!
The police officers hid behind crudely constructed bunkers and fired at the killers in the distance from a distance of more than ten meters.
The warhead penetrated the door, and large pieces of crystal glass poured down from the door frame. Big holes were broken in the wooden floor, and sawdust flew everywhere.
The renovation of the police station quickly changed beyond recognition.
…
The high school students in the office were so frightened by the gunshots that they were scurrying around like ants on a hot pot.
"No, Dean is not in the police station. This place is not safe. Everyone, escape from the windows!" Golan suddenly raised his chair and smashed the glass window behind the office. He climbed out without saying a word. Then his eyes blurred as a baseball bat hit his helmet hard on the head, causing him to sit back in the office.
Steve jumped out of the window holding a bat. He raised the bat high and was about to hit the second blow, but before he could swing it, Jonathan yelled and jumped into his arms, knocking him to the ground. The stick fell to the ground and rolled away, and the two sides struggled fiercely.
"Help Jonathan!"
Barbara shouted and pounced on the attacker's lower body, her fat body pressing down on his legs like a hill.
Nancy gritted her teeth and rushed over to grab the attacker's right hand that was strangling Jonathan's neck.
Steve glanced at Hala and Golan who were paralyzed with fear, took a deep breath, picked up the bat, and hit the attacker's head hard.
boom!
one time!
Twice!
"Go to hell, you imitator, you'll never be me!"
Steve hit his head crazily as if to vent his anger.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, splashing all over the face of the nearest Jonathan. The attacker who was struggling fiercely in his arms lost his breath, and he let go of his hand with a look of fear on his face.
And Steve, the murderer, was shocked. An energy jumped into his body from the dead body and flowed throughout his body. In an instant, he seemed to jump from a hot and thirsty desert into a cool oasis, and every pore in his body was filled with energy. , and even the soul reveals a hearty sense of satisfaction and comfort, and some innate defects seem to have been filled.
He felt calmer, stronger, and more alive than ever before.
"Bang bang!"
Suddenly two gunshots interrupted Steve's intoxication.
The two killers who jumped in from the window had blood holes in their chests and fell to the ground. His leather shoes were stained with blood.
"Come out, kids, let's change places!"
Catherine put away the smoking pistol and looked out the window with a solemn expression. A large black shadow rushed towards her like a tide!
(End of chapter)
