"Ugh...my head hurts!"
In confusion, Feng Xue gradually woke up from his sleep. He pinched his temples, always feeling that he had forgotten something.
But soon, his eyes gradually became clear, because he saw Guishou lying dejectedly on the coffee table.
"grass!"
Feng Xue's eyes focused on the back of Guishou's hand, and those few words made him instantly tremble.
I have to say that the ghost hand thing is really reliable. Although he still forgot the memory of the dream after leaving the dream, the hint information he left on the ghost hand to remind him remained intact.
The power of translation konjac began to take effect, and the simple password temporarily compiled by myself through linguistic knowledge was translated into sentences. This was actually a bug.
Because under normal circumstances, even translating Konjac cannot directly translate a code that lacks reference, but Feng Xue happened to think of this code himself. In other words, the code book was in his own memory, but he just forgot it.
As a phantom that has gone through this process, translating Konjac is equivalent to having a reference object, which naturally allows Feng Xue to understand what looks like a bunch of garbled information.
As for why Ghost Hand didn't erase it...because Ghost Hand is only omnipotent in the matter of "killing the anchor", in other words, because erasing the password will not help kill Feng Xue (the protagonist will remember it again when he sleeps, it's just reality I just can't remember it, and in reality the ghost hand can't kill the protagonist), so it won't even erase the password.
"I thought of three sets of cues, but I didn't expect that the first one worked."
Feng Xue rubbed his face and woke himself up from his deep sleep. Now that he has understood the basic settings of this world, there is no need to think too much about the next thing——
It was so dangerous in the dream, so wouldn't it be better not to sleep? !
Yes, Feng Xue's response was so simple and crude.
He took out his notebook and quickly wrote down everything he remembered. Although dream pollution has a corruption mechanism, in fact, dying twice will not reach the critical point of being replaced. So as long as he no longer enters the dream, it is Doesn’t it mean that he will not continue to be eroded?
This is obviously difficult for normal people to do, but for Feng Xue, who does not need sleep, it is a piece of cake.
He doesn't even need to think about how to conquer the dream world... Well, the main thing is that he really doesn't want to face those things that lower his sanity anymore.
Although the illusion of acupuncture effectively restrained the thing, just thinking about the whole process, Feng Xue felt that he might have to go on a hunger strike for the next few months.
vomit--
Well, just thinking about it, I couldn't even remember what that thing looked like, and my body started to retching instinctively.
After pouring two mouthfuls of water into his mouth and forcing himself not to think about what was there and what was not, Feng Xue took out the hardware he had bought before and started playing with his gadgets.
...Dream world...
"Aha~~ Real life is more comfortable. Really, it would be great if there was technology that could stop people from dreaming."
Snake Tong, who woke up again, walked out of the room with a thought in her mind. Because what happened yesterday was so shameful, she didn't even go home and fell asleep directly in the branch.
Although she wanted to sleep for a while, in reality, she was an idiot who didn't know the value of daily life at all. After get off work, she fell on the bed, sending her back to this destructive world.
"Don't think about it. You won't be able to remember the things in your dreams when you wake up, let alone the technological development in the real world." Hearing Snake Tong's complaint, he had already locked the two phantom objects into the safe. Acupuncture put down what he was holding, completely inconsistent with his cold demeanor yesterday, and spoke casually.
"Can't I just think about it?" Snake Tong curled her lips, reached out and stroked the little gray snake coiled around her wrist, found a place to sit down, and said casually:
"By the way, has the corrupt creature from before been identified?"
"It can't be that fast. The data has just been sent back. Comparison will take time. But no matter what, if corruption of this scale appears in such a small city, I should stay here for the next two months." Acupuncture shook his head. , and wanted to say something, but suddenly heard a noise, looked up and saw the detective walking out of the room, but compared to Snake Tong, his expression was very excited, and could even be called extremely fanatical:
"Did you see that lightning?"
"What lightning?" Acupuncture frowned, while Shetong shook his head and said:
"Isn't it just a bolt from the blue? What's there to be surprised about?"
"No, I saw with my own eyes a man flying in the air and being struck by lightning!"
"Are you sleeping stupidly? Why haven't I heard that you can dream in dreams?" Snake Tong rolled his eyes with a puzzled look on his face, but Acupuncture seemed to realize that something was wrong, and he frowned:
"When did you say lightning? Is it the ability of corrupted creatures? Why didn't I see it?"
"It's not a dream, it's reality! Just this afternoon, when it was getting dark, a bolt of lightning struck down and made a crash!"
The detective danced incoherently, and stretched out his hand to signal him to calm down:
"I'm in the provincial capital and didn't see the lightning. Please tell me slowly what happened."
"Overcoming the tribulation! Have you seen it in cultivation? It's like standing in the sky and being struck down by thunder!"
The detective waved his hands vigorously, as if imitating lightning striking down, Snake Tong sighed and said:
"Are you watching a TV show?"
"No, it's not a TV show. There are real people! I saw it with my own eyes! He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a flying sword under his feet. The thunder struck down with a bang. He pointed his hand and the thunder was chopped into pieces by the sword! "
"..."
"..."
Snake Tong and Acupuncture looked at each other, and then Acupuncture said:
"What, didn't you say he was stepping on the sword? But as soon as he pointed it, the sword struck the lightning. Wouldn't he fall down?"
"..." The detective was stunned for a moment, and then said as if he was going crazy:
"Sword Immortal! Does Sword Immortal know? He carries two swords!"
"Did he use his obsession too much and it was backlashed?" Snake Tong looked at the bruise on the detective's forehead and looked at Acupuncture with a solemn expression. Acupuncture touched his chin and said seriously:
"His obsession will put a mental burden on him, but this is the first time for him to have such a complete hallucination. I sent a letter to the headquarters to see if there is any..."
"Hey! I'm not crazy! What I said is true! Someone is really going through the robbery!" The detective knocked on the table frantically, but the expressions of the two became more and more serious, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely noisy. When he was frozen, the door of the bedroom in the corner was kicked open suddenly, and then, Qing Jin, who usually looked calm, jumped out of the bedroom and said excitedly:
"Did you see the lightning today? Someone was crossing it... Um, what are you looking at?"
(End of chapter)
