Chapter two hundred and sixteen monsters eat people
In the deep valley, Cobb's roar echoed: "Yosef, what the hell is going on?"
Yosef is the dreamer of the first level of the dream in the planned plan, but now he is completely confused.
"I, I don't know..." He spread his hands.
"You don't know?" Cobb's eyes widened and his tone increased, "This is your dream, you tell me you don't know!"
Without waiting for Yusef to reply, Cobb immediately turned around and asked Andre in a fast voice: "Is there anything you want to explain about the dream you designed?"
Andre shook her head and said with certainty: "This is definitely not a dream designed by me. I only designed a city, and there is no wilderness outside the city!"
"Wait a minute!" Yousef suddenly screamed in fear, "I can't control this world! Not at all! Fake! What the hell is going on?"
Cobb pointed at Yousef angrily and shouted: "This is your job, why are you asking us? Is there something wrong with your potion? Did your dream use Andre's design?"
"Hell!" Yousef was also anxious, "In the name of Allah, I can guarantee that there will be absolutely no accidents here!"
Arthur hurriedly jumped out to smooth things over: "Calm down! Now is not the time to hold people accountable. We should think about how to deal with the current situation?"
Ames, who had always looked solemn, suddenly said: "Is it possible that little Fisher has received special training from other dream stealers? His subconscious has a very good defense mechanism. When an intruder enters his dream,
Will he actively block the contact between the intruder and him?"
Arthur shook his head without hesitation: "There is no such possibility at all. If he has received training, he will only have subconscious reflections to hunt us down. It is absolutely impossible to shield us all. Besides, this is Yusef
The dream is not Fischer’s!”
"But Yusef can't control this world at all, which means this is not his dream at all!" Ames said with a stern face.
"Whose dream could that be?" Andre realized that things were completely out of control and couldn't help but panic.
Everyone fell silent. They had been doing this job for more than a day or two, but they had never encountered such a weird thing.
"It sounds like we are in big trouble?" Saito on the other side asked with a serious face, "Cobb, can you solve it?"
Cobb scratched his hair anxiously, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Little Fisher can never be isolated from us, he must be somewhere nearby! To understand the situation, we must first find him
!”
"I think in this unknown dream, the most important thing we need to do is to arm ourselves in case of unexpected events." Eames looked at Arthur.
As an outpost, Arthur needs to prepare enough weapons and equipment for everyone in his dream. Because he is in a dream, Arthur usually uses his subconscious to build a micro-weapon arsenal nearby, which is similar to "thinking about things in his mind"
He has the ability to "achieve", but he is not the dream owner, and he can only make such subtle changes in other people's dreams.
Arthur pointed in a direction: "Behind that stone, there will be a safe."
Everyone stopped talking and walked over there together.
After walking around the stone, everyone looked at a broken straw mat behind the stone, and looked at Arthur expressionlessly.
Arthur had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still managed a smile and said: "Perhaps... it's because the safe and the illusion of the dream were too inconsistent, and the dream owner's subconscious mind made adjustments spontaneously.
He opened the straw mat as he spoke: "I prepared some explosives, as well as guns and grenades..."
After the straw mat was opened, he was speechless, and everyone's hearts suddenly became heavier.
Inside the straw mat, there was only a pile of dirt.
"Fake." Arthur said slowly.
At this time, except for the newbie Andre and the tycoon Saito, everyone else realized the seriousness of the matter and couldn't help but change their minds.
Cobb hurriedly subconsciously hinted that he was carrying a pistol, and then reached for his waist and pulled out an object made of bronze with two pointed ends and a wooden handle. He was immediately stunned.
Eames also looked behind with a sullen face, and found out a pile of dried cow dung. He immediately cursed "shit" and smashed the cow dung into pieces!
Arthur took out a dry branch, shook his head, and waved it angrily, making a sharp whistle sound in the air.
As for Yousef, he took out two bloody things that looked like pig kidneys from his pocket and was stunned.
"What are you doing?" Andre asked with a strange look on her face, while Saito on the other side also looked puzzled.
Cobb's face was gloomy, his eyes flashing with thought.
Arthur explained in a low voice: "Usually in dreams, we can use our subconscious to get some of the things we want, such as money and weapons. I wanted a rifle, but..."
He raised the branch in his hand and shook his head.
Ames said angrily: "I thought I was carrying a grenade and it turned into cow dung!"
Yousef looked at the bloody animal entrails in his hand and said: "I subconsciously suggested that I was carrying two bottles of powerful stimulants. As a result, I got this... Damn it, I hope they don't come from pigs. I'm a
Muslims…”
Andre waved her hands vigorously, as if she wanted to wave away the panic in her heart. She tried to make her tone less trembling: "So, what does this mean?"
"Our subconscious cannot construct what we want, which means that the dreamer's subconscious has a strong defense mechanism and prevents us from doing so!" Cobb said solemnly.
"Is it Little Fisher?" Saito suddenly asked, taking the bronze tool from Cobb's hand, "Have we fallen into a trap he had set a long time ago?"
"Robert Fisher is not a professional dream stealer," Cobb looked at Saito. "He has no ability to play tricks on us like this. But this matter must be related to him. No matter what, we must find him."
Find out what's going on."
Ames looked at the rolling mountains and sighed: "I hope our little Fisher won't be too playful and run too far..."
Cobb took a deep breath, his eyes quickly became firm, and said: "Guys, since the situation is completely out of control, from now on, we'd better not act separately!"
Just over a mountain away from the valley, Robert Fisher was sitting on a hillside, sorting out the chaotic memories in his mind.
"This is another story, a story that happened in ancient China, called "Myth"."
"Why is there such a story in my mind?"
"My intuition tells me that Meng Yi is very important. He will be the key to me finding He Xie..."
"He Xie...who are you? Why are you so important in my heart?"
"Lord, please save me, this lost lamb, and give me some guidance..."