The more I experience the dream world, the more new things I find that are difficult to judge. Since people in the dream world are related to the body in the real world, if there is natural excretion in the real world, will the dream world be the same?

Will it also be excreted? Just like what many people have speculated about Yang Song’s body, how deeply does this relate to other people’s bodies?

Some researchers believe that there is a limit, just like the pine tree that connects the bodies of all humans, but ordinary touch and contact will not affect other people unless they are violently hit or suffer from obvious symptoms of the disease, which will break through.

This boundary then affects people.

"Imagine if Li Zhenxing's current situation is replaced by Yang Song in the real world, the answers are surprisingly similar. It's just that one affects everyone and the other affects a single individual. There is essentially no difference. We feel that the real source

It's not in Yang Song's body, but in his dream. Thinking from another direction, we think what really needs to be studied is Yang Song's brain." A group of scientists surrounding Yang Song moved their position to Li Zhenxing, which was originally considered a

The discussion soon turned into an argument.

"There is a fatal mistake in what you said. You said that Yang Song's situation is similar to Li Zhenxing's. Then Li Zhenxing's body can in turn affect himself in the dream world. So if we create a wound on ourselves, will it in turn injure Yang Song?

?No way? Think about it from another angle. If nothing else, those people who were injured because of Yang Song’s dream world, if they are injured, will it affect the body of Yang Song’s dream world? Can you explain?

” One scientist immediately objected to this idea.

"In the final analysis, what you are talking about is what I proposed before. Anyone who enters Yang Song's dream is more or less contaminated with Yang Song's mysterious energy. I have already said that I will conduct experiments on living bodies. You

They don’t even listen.” The person who said this was obviously not satisfied with Yang Song, and had put his thoughts on other people who had entered the dream world.

"You are talking nonsense. No matter how contaminated you are, they will only affect your own body and will not affect others. Even if the research results are obtained, will they be of any practical use?" A white-bearded scientist asked the young researcher.

Disdainfully.

"Who said it's useless? This is called reverse thinking! If we study them thoroughly, we will be more comfortable studying Yang Song, okay? Can you understand the secrets of Yang Song now?" The researcher immediately retorted.

This kind of debate has no end at all. Chen Mo and Zhang Fusheng have no intention of getting involved. After all, they are not science enthusiasts. When they talk to this group of people, the shortcomings of insufficient knowledge are clearly visible, and they are obviously asking for trouble.

"Jack is currently in a private nursing home in Berlin. He is in a vegetative state and is being taken care of by his father." Putting aside the information in his hand, Zhang Fusheng issued the order again. Jack must be brought here. If possible, it is best to bring him over.

His father also brought him here.

Zhang Fusheng's purpose was clear to Chen Mo. When they began to focus on how to use Yang Song's abilities, they began to pay attention to the people who Yang Song entered the dream. A scientist proposed this idea. He believed that the dream Yang Song entered

There is a certain probability. According to his idea, if the information of those people who were entered into the dream world by Yang Song can be understood and analyzed, it is completely possible to artificially control whose dream world Yang Song enters.

What benefits can this bring? Pete, the first beneficiary, is the spokesperson for benefits. His rejuvenation has made many people lose their minds and go crazy, but his condition as the master of the dream has brought many restrictions.

and worries, no one can control whose dream Yang Song enters. It is precisely for this reason that the researcher's conjecture received the attention of Zhang Fusheng and those above him. It is conceivable that under the promotion of the state machine

, the vegetative man named Jack can be detected by them even if his ancestors are eighteen generations old.

Since receiving full support from above, Zhang Fusheng has done a variety of work and experiments behind the scenes, many of which are unknown to Chen Mo. Zhang Fusheng cannot be known to Chen Mo. Chen Mo only knows Zhang Fusheng.

His mobile phone has changed from one to two. He is so busy holding a mobile phone in each hand. He seems to be standing here, but in fact he is already controlling an unknown number of people.

Looking coldly at Zhang Fusheng's busyness, Chen Mo slowly sneered at the corners of his mouth. No matter how proud Zhang Fusheng was, there was one thing he absolutely could not control, and that was Yang Song's thoughts, and Yang Song was destined not to compromise with this person.

He knew that he only needed to stand on Yang Song's side and not waver regardless of whether Yang Song was right or wrong.

"I think I need to tell Li Zhenxing about this." Chen Mo smiled at Zhang Fusheng.

"If he doesn't agree, we should do something instead of letting him fend for himself. This is unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally." Liu Xiao didn't know when he came to the inner hall. Of course, he knew everything.

, in fact, he came here just for this matter.

Zhang Fusheng frowned and looked at the staff around him. Although they didn't dare to look directly at him, they were looking at him secretly. Most people thought that Li Zhenxing was also a people's soldier after all, so why should he?

Sacrificed? And for a foreign vegetable.

Looking at Chen Mo, Zhang Fusheng was very dissatisfied. Many times, some underlying rules cannot be made clear. Otherwise, how can they be called unspoken rules? As long as neither of them says it out, then this matter will just go away and die.

, and anyone who said nothing was actually acquiescing, but Chen Mo put the topic at the forefront. Zhang Fusheng, as someone who opposed this matter, was naturally the object of everyone's attention.

"Tell him the whole story." In the end, Zhang Fusheng still couldn't resist the looks from around him. Now is not a war period, and it doesn't mean that sacrifices can be made, even for soldiers.

The tattoo artist immediately started to work. Since Li Zhenxing himself had suffered severe blood loss, they had to carve the smallest wound to avoid damaging Li Zhenxing's body and prevent him from bleeding in the dream world.

But everyone miscalculated. They found the cleanest part of Li Zhenxing's body - his buttocks, but they didn't expect that they did it too lightly. They didn't even feel pain. Li Zhenxing himself was already close to a coma, and his whole body was cold.

He didn't notice at all that someone was carving words on him.

Li Zhenxing's condition was very abnormal. Yang Song could see that he seemed to have not received any treatment at all. People outside seemed to have given up on him. Could it be that Li Zhenxing's injury was fatal?

Yang Song checked Li Zhenxing's wounds again. The skin and flesh had been sewn together, and the other small wounds also looked like they had been treated, but something was wrong. Li Zhenxing looked completely half-dead now. Could it be that he had suffered serious internal injuries?

?

"Why haven't you replied yet?" Liu Xiao was a little anxious and personally looked at the tattoos on Li Zhenxing's body. Because Li Zhenxing had been acting as a liaison for too long, his whole body was covered with scars, which looked extremely scary, but they all knew that these were just skin.

Trauma, Liu Xiao also found the few lines of small words on Li Zhenxing's butt under the guidance of the tattoo artist.

"Are they facing danger now?" Liu Xiao turned his attention to Chen Mo and became confused.

Chen Mo took a step forward, frowned, and said, "Can't you carve it in a conspicuous place? Who would show their butt to others?"

"This...this is the only place that is intact." The tattoo artist was confused.

"Carve a few words on his hand and ask Yang Song to look at his butt." Chen Mo waved his hand, and the hard-working tattoo artists started working again before the sweat was dried off.

By the time they were carving the words, Li Zhenxing had already passed out. He had lost blood for too long. The battle between Kali and the priest had been in a stalemate until now. The remaining blood on his body had solidified into blood clots, especially his hands. They

Unexpectedly, Li Zhenxing, who was considered clean in their eyes, would have his body and hands in the dream world completely covered with blood clots, and Yang Song would never be able to find the words they carved.

There is a fatal flaw in the communication, that is, if the person who was inscribed fell into a coma and cannot feel the pain of the inscription on his body, and the people around him cannot see the wound on his body, then a fatal misunderstanding will occur, but still

No one discovered this.

"There's still no reply, maybe something unexpected happened." Everyone in the inner hall had the same idea at this moment.

"Has Li Zhenxing already left Yang Song's team?" Liu Xiao sighed. Now that the situation was clearer, no one responded to them, so they also tried to contact Yang Song.

"Contact the others and ask them what happened!" Zhang Fusheng immediately ordered.

But after such a long time, those who were waiting for Yang Song and Li Zhenxing to do their work in the outside world have already been swallowed up by the dark sky again. Where is the chance to reply to them? In a way, they have now been completely cut off from the outside world.

Opened contact.

"It seems there is a big problem." Liu Xiao turned his head and looked at Zhang Fusheng.

"Don't worry, as long as we have the owner of the dream, we can interrupt their dream at any time and monitor the news around the world. Once the number of deaths is too high, we will discuss it." Zhang Fusheng was calm and pointed out the key point now.

The point is that Jack, the owner of the dreamland, is already in their pocket and will be transported to Longteng Base sooner or later. They can kill him at any time.

Chen Mo said lightly: "I have a question that has nothing to do with the transportation you mentioned. It would be funny if we couldn't even handle a vegetative person with no status or background. What I'm asking is, if Jack is not the owner of the dream,

what to do?"

"This is their problem." Zhang Fusheng pointed to the group of people lying on deck chairs and dreaming.

While they were discussing, the only people who cared about Li Zhenxing's safety were the doctors.

"Continue the blood transfusion. Even if the transfusion makes him vomit blood, it is better than him dying of blood loss." A doctor said with a bitter smile.

"Just do what you can." The doctors got busy, trying to do the last bit of treatment, massaging and loosening the bones, using all kinds of methods that could make Li Zhenxing feel so thin. As for those

Naturally, expensive drugs were used on Li Zhenxing mercilessly. The current Longteng base was very wealthy, so this expense was nothing at all.

Yang Song looked calmly at Li Zhenxing, who was lying on the ground and his breath was getting weaker and weaker. He knew that if it took a while, the soldier in front of him would die, but he didn't know why he was like this. There were obvious wounds on his body.

Everything has been done, and there are so many outside doctors treating him.

"We can't wait any longer." Yang Song stood up slowly. After all, Jack was in a foreign country. Hamburg did not belong to China. It was not an easy task to find it across such a long distance, not to mention the time it took.

Now there is a person who is about to die in front of me, and the dream must be ended as soon as possible.

The confrontation between Kali and the priest continued, but both of them saw Yang Song's movements and looked at Yang Song at the same time. Kali did not speak, while the priest looked cold.

Yang Song took a deep breath and hid behind Kali. Yang Song was not completely in a daze. He had been thinking about ways to solve the problem. Among them, how to kill the priest when the priest competed with Kali was the most important part.

But the sacrifice is at least dozens of meters away from you. Even if you die, you can move a certain distance, but it is only a few meters. If you want to reach the sacrifice, you need to commit suicide at least four or five times. And what about the people who will die because of this?

There will also be hundreds of people, which Yang Song will never allow.

And when there is insufficient power and the price of taking tricks is too high, is there any way to change the situation in front of him? Yang Song can only try to rely on his own mouth.

"I come from a real world. This world is composed of infinite cosmic space. In the cosmic space, there are countless balls similar to sand and dust. After an unknown number of years, one of them is called the earth.

On the earth, human beings were born. It is said that they evolved from a kind of creature called ape. They can think, fight, use tools, and they can also dream..." Yang Song organized the words and said in a slow tone

He revealed what he knew about human history and talked about human thinking about dreams in detail.

"...A scientist named Corea invented an instrument. He was a very mysterious person. He monopolized this technology but did not disclose it to everyone. After distributing Corea's instrument, he then used it to

He made a lot of restrictions so that others could not violently dismantle him. Although he later died mysteriously, it cannot be denied that he created a tool of epochal significance to the world. This tool can connect people's dreams together.

, it can also allow the user to enter other people's dreams." Yang Song said slowly.

Originally, when Yang Song first spoke, the priest was completely dismissive, but as Yang Song spoke more and more, his expression began to change. He seemed to have heard everything Yang Song said. It seemed that he had originally

Knowing this knowledge, it seemed that he had forgotten it. Now when he heard Yang Song talk about it, memories suddenly came flooding back to him. But the more this happened, the more confused he looked.

"We are the ones who enter other people's dreams." Yang Song looked at the sacrifice and slowly said the last sentence.

"You are both people in the dream, but it doesn't count, because you two belong to Jack's memory. Cali, you are the mother in Jack's memory, and you are the father in Jack's memory, and he himself

, turned into a little boy. You three need to wake up. If you don't wake up, Jack may never wake up. And our people have gone to look for Jack now. They will definitely rescue us.

In order to save us at that time, there is only one way, and that is to kill Jack."

Kali was shocked and looked at Yang Song in disbelief. She did not expect this result, while the priest lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.
To be continued...