"I'm..." said the chef who stood up.

"Your restaurant... has been open here for several years?" Ke Lan stared at him, staring at him as if she was afraid that the other party would suddenly disappear.

"Four years...what happened? Sir, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ke Lan interrupted him again: "Before you, is this place a clinic? It is a clinic opened by the Slavs named Ivan—"

"No, no...Sir, I think you might have made a mistake. Before my restaurant opened, it was a small commercial bank. It was bankrupt because of poor management. I was able to buy this land at a good price.

Right to use... If you are looking for a clinic, there are several in the next block." The owner of the restaurant said, "If possible, I hope you can leave here now. Your behavior is already serious..."

"I understand, sorry." Ke Lan said in some frustration. He turned around, his arms hung weakly on his side, and walked towards the restaurant door.

He vaguely heard someone behind him calling him a "psychopath". He turned his head slowly, but only saw a young blonde girl clumsily using the chopsticks in her hand, trying to pick up a piece of elastic meat

ball.

She failed once, twice, and the third time, the meatballs rolled off the edge of the soup pot and fell to the ground.

For some reason, Ke Lan always felt that the meatball was raw, and that pot of delicious and steaming soup seemed to be filled with red blood.

Is there such a dish in Chinese food? Is this a pot of "Mao Xuewang"?

Ke Lan suddenly felt very annoyed. He was not willing to think about these details. He only felt that the restaurant seemed very noisy. He didn't even want to stay here for a second.

"Before my restaurant opened, this was a small commercial bank..." The restaurant owner's words were still echoing in Ke Lan's head. If the clinic only exists in his imagination, it means that Yifan is the same.

People have never existed, all of this is an illusion...

No, this is a paradox!

Ke Lan suddenly woke up. If Ivan did not exist, then he would not have been infected by the erosion seed. If there was no infection, he would not have had to go to the underwater city to find the "meat-eating worm".

It’s impossible for me to get to know Zofiya… This doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make sense at all!

This world seems normal, but it is full of loopholes everywhere!

Ke Lan suddenly discovered that the diners in the restaurant had blurry faces. Only when their attention was focused on those people could they see clearly their appearance, and those people outside the corner of their eyes... all of them

His face is actually just the simplest outline!

Not only that, even this scene is pieced together! The plates used to hold food in the restaurant are printed with the trademark of a barbecue restaurant I often go to; those dishes that are so exquisite are derived from your own viewing.

The scenes in old-time movies...even the rusty exhaust fan in the kitchen was copied from the wall of the grain warehouse that served as a safe house!

This is a dream! It is a dream made of fragments of your own memory!

Everything here is something you have seen or thought of, and even the people in this scene are like this!

The owner of that restaurant, his face, clearly looked exactly the same as Ivan!

Ke Lan quickly turned back and knocked open the kitchen again, but this time, he found that there was no one in the kitchen, and the operating table was empty, and some dilapidated kitchen utensils were randomly piled in the corner of the wall, covering the ground.

Thick layer of dust...

Ke Lan turned his head in surprise and saw that the restaurant lobby was also dilapidated. The decorations on the walls and ceilings had aging and fading, the tables, chairs and cabinets were even more dilapidated, and the dirty glass exterior walls were still covered.

The notice of "Boom Shop Recruitment" was yellowed and crisp.

"This restaurant has been closed for a long time," Zofiya said, standing at the door, "Are you planning to buy this land? As the office of the new hunting group?"

Ke Lan raised his head and looked at Zophya's face... There was no inconsistency in this face... It was exactly the same as the Zophya in his memory.

"This is a dream, right?" Ke Lan asked.

"What did you say?" Zofiya asked in confusion.

"I'm trapped in this dream. I know it's a dream, but I don't know how to get out."

"...Are you having a nightmare?" Zofiya asked carefully, "But, you are obviously sober now..."

"I have to get rid of here..." Ke Lan ignored Zophyya. He looked around and then stopped his eyes on the car that Zophyya was driving.

He walked over quickly, opened the car door, found a pistol from the glove box, and then stuffed the muzzle into his mouth.

If you beat yourself to death, you should be able to escape from this dream, right?

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, he hesitated - he thought of the ruin hunters who had gone crazy after coming out of the sinkhole. Someone shot at him and the people around him... I guess, they

Some people also found themselves trapped in a dream and planned to use this violent means to wake themselves up...

However, when they pulled the trigger, they really killed people in the real world...

Are you in a state of awakening or in a dream...or is this between half-dream and half-awake?

If the trigger is pulled, will the bullet pass through his brain? Will he wake up or die directly?

Ke Lan suddenly understood why those people went crazy.

He let go of his fingers and pulled the pistol out of his mouth. He turned around and saw Zophyya standing silently behind him, without making any sound, and no expression appeared on his face.

She did not stop Ke Lan from committing suicide, and she didn't even move.

She stood quietly on the street like a puppet with a cut thread, staring at Ke Lan indifferently.

Ke Lan raised her gun at her, aimed, and then slowly lowered it.

"I won't shoot because I don't know if I pull the trigger will really kill you... I'm just wondering, if it's in the real world, your bodyguard should come out to stop me."

Zofiya did not react to this... Because Ke Lan had never seen her react when she was at the gun opposite her, and Ke Lan had never imagined such a scene, so the memory in this area was empty

of……

Nightmare is "sourced" from one's own memory. It cannot construct things that it has never seen before out of thin air, but it can induce itself to go crazy and self-destruction step by step.

However, Ke Lan did not meet its wish.
Chapter completed!