The world suddenly disappeared without knowing when.
It seems like a deep sleep after drinking, like a trance when you are sober, or like the most ordinary opening and closing of the door.
The cause seemed to have become confusing. In his impression, which he could barely remember, everything changed fundamentally in an instant.
The sun rose and the moon set, and the land, mountains and rivers he was familiar with disappeared in the blink of an eye.
His study, or office, became his entire world.
From time to time there will be bright lights flashing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
His whole body was fixed to the chair. He could not speak or move. He even had to be careful about his breathing rhythm.
As if in the eternal silence, all this is like a nightmare, with an inexplicable beginning, an endless process, no ending, only suffering.
He didn't know what happened, and he didn't know what the situation was at the moment. The only thing he could do was to sit on the chair in a fixed posture and look at the unchanging darkness of the outside world through the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him.
That's not pure black.
Occasionally, an extremely brilliant light band will fly past the window, going very fast and disappearing in a blink of an eye.
Most of the time, the darkness outside the window is always filled with dots of light, distant and cold, revealing a kind of unreachable alienation.
He knew what this scene meant, but he couldn't believe that he was actually in this situation, so he once again believed that he was dreaming.
All of this seems to be very similar to a dream, like an inexplicable beginning, and a process that is obviously absurd but seems reasonable. It is like a situation that occurs when the consciousness continues to sink in a dream.
He quietly looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him.
A bit of light was projected on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and in an instant, endless bright light and high temperature swept through the entire office.
Just like looking directly at a star from the closest distance, the absolute glare and high temperature roar past and disappear in an instant.
A dark and silent scene once again returned in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Everything in the office is still intact.
And when he looked directly at the bright light, his eyes were not blind either.
This is more like a dream.
The absurd scene even made him realize in his dream that there were many things that were illogical to reality.
In this dream, he probably knew what the darkness outside the floor-to-ceiling windows represented.
That is the boundless starry sky.
in other words
That is an endless universe.
In this dream, he was fixed on the chair in the office. The entire office was separated from all buildings in the dream, flying directly into the void of the universe, and was traveling through the vast galaxy at an unimaginable speed.
.
The dazzling light that occasionally shines in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is the scene of stars passing by in this office.
He didn't know where this office was going.
Since everything is a dream and the office can have the function of a spaceship, then whatever happens,
It doesn't seem to be important anymore.
The most important thing is, when can I wake up from this dream, and why do I have such an inexplicable dream?
There is actually a way to wake up.
But after the first few attempts, he lost the courage to continue trying.
But right now this dream is too real.
He traveled in the star space in his office, and saw black holes that swallowed all matter, stars that burned crazily, and the death of planets and the collapse of space. This was a billions of miles away from his planet in the dream.
In the starry sky trillions of light years away, the long journey continues.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he could clearly feel his hunger and exhaustion.
Although he was 'dreaming', this feeling became more and more clear. He even had a very clear intuition that if he didn't wake up from this 'dream', he would probably starve to death.
in this dream.
The way to wake up is very simple, but there are two prerequisites.
Premise one, this is really a dream. Premise two, he must have enough courage.
As exhaustion and hunger continue to increase, in the face of life and death, no matter whether you have the courage or not, you should try it.
Little by little, slowly and cautiously, he took a deep breath.
Then the fingers that had not moved for a long time moved slightly.
"Buzz"
Suddenly there was a slight buzz in the office.
In an instant, his face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were filled with a lot of bloodshot eyes.
The invisible edge in the air suddenly surged over as he moved his fingers slightly.
It was like a sharp needle was slowly and continuously pricking into his fingers, wrists, elbows, and entire arm.
The invisible needle was very long, and finally penetrated into the brain along the fingers, and then began to split continuously, stirring up his internal organs and every inch of his body, including his skin, muscles, and even bones.
The severe pain that was so intense that it exceeded the human body's endurance limit instantly caused his consciousness to fall into a semi-conscious state. In a trance, countless voices rang in his ears.
Someone was chattering in his ear.
Someone was laughing wildly in his ear.
Someone was hurting in his ear.
A lot of sharp, meaningless noises were constantly echoing.
The severe pain is still spreading, torturing the body and tearing apart the spirit.
His mouth has been opened to its maximum, his body is constantly shaking in severe pain, his pupils are gradually dilated, and the subtle shaking of his body has brought a new round of torture.
As he trembled, the invisible edge almost penetrated into his flesh and blood along every pore. It was like countless tiny scalpels appeared in his body, cutting bit by bit at an extremely delicate angle.
Every part of him from the inside out
point.
Blood and foam poured out of his mouth at the same time.
Because the eyes had been opened to the maximum, the eye sockets had even begun to tear, the facial features were completely distorted, the severe pain and strong noises became stronger and stronger, and tears and mucus poured out at the same time.
But even so, the last bit of sanity he had left still allowed him to maintain this state and not give up.
That's it again
How many times has this happened?
From the moment he was trapped here, he struggled, but every time his body moved slightly, what awaited him was pain comparable to Ling Chi.
He thought this was a dream, so he wanted to wait for it to wake up naturally.
But as time went by, exhaustion and hunger became more and more serious, and he had to start a second attempt. That attempt only lasted a moment before he gave up.
The current attempt is the third time.
There is no other way.
If this was a dream, if he hadn't woken up yet, he might really have starved to death in this dream.
He is clear about the concept of recovery in Zhongzhou.
Qin Weibai holds the spiritual authority.
Mental authority has the ability to trap a person in a dream and erase all consciousness of the other person.
He knew very well that Qin Weibai didn't like him. Although it might sound a little strange if she took action against him, it was not illogical.
And now that he was in this state, whether Qin Weibai took action or not, he had to break free from this dream first.
How do people wake up when they are dreaming?
Extreme stimulation, extreme pain, and extreme fear can all make people escape from dreams.
He made two attempts to win over this dream, and both attempts failed.
If you don't give it a try this time, you will really die. No matter what, you must persevere.
The pain still continues.
He kept his eyes open tightly, with dense bloodshot eyes all over his pupils. His eyes were red and his pupils became more and more dilated.
The body began to become warm in the severe pain.
The countless sharp edges were still tearing apart his body.
He couldn't see his current situation, but the warmth of his body let him know what was happening at this time.
That's why your own blood flows from every inch of your body.
All the muscles in his body seemed to be completely destroyed by that sharp force.
Then there are nerves, blood vessels, and even bones.
After the pain exceeded the limit, it turned into numbness.
He leaned back on the chair and felt that the vision in front of him was getting darker and darker, his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and the noises in his ears began to become quieter.
The empty silence began to envelope him little by little.
The darkness seemed to begin to erode his vision bit by bit, the strength to breathe had disappeared, and the beating of his heart had stopped.
The darkness began to invade with incomparable ferocity.
He still has his eyes open
, but nothing can be seen.
The second before his consciousness dissipated, he was still wondering whether it was time to wake up from this dream.
Then
Light reappeared in the dead darkness.
The light gathered little by little and illuminated the office again.
He opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up from his seat, held on to the desk in front of him, and gasped.
It's still an office.
But his body is no longer restricted.
The sharp pain disappeared and so did the noise.
Is it really a dream?
Are you awake now?
He breathed heavily and couldn't help but laugh. The severe pain in the dream seemed to still exist. As he laughed, his body continued to tremble.
"Are you unaware of your situation, or are you always longing for relief?"
A voice suddenly sounded.
That was the voice of a young male, with curiosity and a smile.
His body suddenly stiffened and he suddenly raised his head.
Floor-to-ceiling windows come into view.
At this moment, he suddenly lost all his strength and didn't even care about the sound.
In front of him, the ground was bright and clear, and outside the window, there was a deep sky, dotted with cold stars, and a vast expanse as far as the eye could see.
Is there still a starry sky here?!
Are you still in a dream?
how come?
"Why don't you talk? In fact, we can have a chat. I am still very interested in your mentality. Is it troublesome to have a brother who is too good? In fact, I also have a brother who is too good, but I don't
I'm troubled. Just lie down. Let me tell you, it's very comfortable. I'm used to living a life of lying down. But I don't know what's going on. As I lie down, I feel like I'm going to become a big shot. Well, from now on
Judging from this, I seem to have better luck than you."
The voice seemed to be a chatterbox, talking endlessly.
""
He was stunned for a while, then slowly came back to his senses and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"
"I am your ancestor."
The voice paused and answered with a smile.
"I am your ancestor!"
He paused and cursed back without hesitation.
"Tsk, what a treason. Don't people believe the truth these days? We are so many generations apart, and we don't know how easy it is to do genetic testing. Boy, do you remember your name?"
The young man's voice rang again.
"My name is"
He hesitated for a moment, "My name is Wang Xiaoyao, what's going on here?"
"Isn't the fact obvious?"
The young man shouted, "You are already dead. If you don't believe it, just look back."
Wang Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
On the office chair behind him, he saw himself covered in blood, with his eyes open and his eyes closed.