The two people, each with their own thoughts, sat in a corner in this overlapping dream, and the atmosphere became strangely quiet.
"I seem to be waking up soon. See you soon, little friend."
Before she finished speaking, Zhao Zilin's figure began to become illusive, a bit like a TV with poor signal reception.
Some information about the Kuroshio was also forced into Lin Cheng's mind with a little inspiration.
"Hey?!" The sudden influx of a large amount of information caused his brain to shut down for a while.
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At the same time, not only the woman in white became illusory, but also everything in the dream.
The floor, chairs, bed, everything began to melt. The corner of the bed where Lin Cheng was originally sitting was soon left with only half a piece of wood, and he lost his balance in an instant.
He felt like he was falling into the boundless darkness outside the room. His hands and feet were swinging around involuntarily, trying to grab any support, but he couldn't catch anything.
"Ahhhh..."
I don't know how long the fall in the darkness lasted before Lin Cheng woke up from the nightmare.
The bed was in a mess.
There were quilts that he kicked aside in a dance, and pajamas and mattresses that were soaked with cold sweat.
Subconsciously, I touched my body.
"Fortunately, I didn't pee."
"What a strange dream..."
Very different from normal dreams, Lin Cheng was able to remember all the conversations and details in this overlapping dream.
In ordinary dreams, there is very little information that can be remembered after waking up.
He looked around and made sure that this was his dormitory and that there was nothing strange.
"How...prepared should I be?"
In the dream, Zhao Zilin mentioned that her place would soon be invaded by the so-called black tide.
Although that thing can definitely be solved when the legendary true immortal comes to rescue, but what about before they come?
The empire has thousands of great ships, each of which is home to more than a billion people. The size is equivalent to a planet, but there are only a few dozen true immortals.
How long will it take for them to be able to take care of this relatively remote world?
There have been similar accidents in the past. When a noble of the empire was looking for a suitable plane to escape the tribulation, he almost attracted an invasion from the other side.
By the time the nearest true immortal learned that something had happened and came to deal with the problem personally, it had already caused more than five million casualties.
The problem was indeed solved quickly, but the millions of people who were accidentally killed could not be resurrected.
“Should I be a ‘whistleblower’ and take the initiative to remind everyone?”
Lin Cheng was struggling inside.
After all, it was a piece of news that was unknown to be true or false.
If it is true, and his reminder was correct, then maybe many people can be saved in the first wave of impact, and he will become a hero.
If it was false, he reminded him wrongly. The empire would not punish such rumors lightly to create social chaos. Not only would his college career be over, he would also become the laughing stock of everyone.
Even if he does not die socially, he will most likely be laughed at for many years.
This is a big gamble.
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"never mind."
Lin Cheng thought for ten minutes and finally decided to give up and choose to be alone.
First of all, he didn't know the specific time of the outbreak, only a vague interval ranging from a few days to more than ten days.
Secondly, I keep my words in a low voice. Even if I post it online, few people will probably care about it. There is no definite evidence, just a dream. If I report it to the empire, it will not be accepted.
But giving up is giving up, but it does not affect him from giving subtle reminders to those close to him, asking them to pay attention to stocking up on daily necessities and weapons.
Grain charcoal
"Food...drinking...clothes..." Lin Cheng opened his terminal and prepared to buy various necessities online to deal with the disaster.
The dream just now was too real and too clear. He might not be able to convince others because there was no evidence, but Lin Cheng himself believed it 100%.
In the next week or two, the black tide will definitely come.
By the way, he checked his bank account and the amount of various loans. After knowing what he had in mind, he first opened the online shopping page for clothing.
Colonial armor is a biological mecha developed by the empire. It is divided into military grade and civilian grade.
After wearing the colonial uniform, the user can obtain a huge combat effectiveness bonus.
Although the empire is a cultivation society dominated by extraordinary people, it is also very happy to develop such equipment.
There are never too many ways to enhance combat effectiveness.
Moreover, colonial equipment can quickly create a large number of cheap basic warriors.
Ordinary people wearing second-level military uniforms and equipped with weapons can basically match the weakest second-level combat power.
For a monk with ordinary talents and resources to cultivate to the second level, it would take at least ten years, but for an ordinary person to put on the second level reproductive attire, it only takes less than ten minutes...
If it weren't for the higher-level colonial clothing, the physical requirements for the user's physical fitness were too high, and ordinary people would die from physical overload at any time if they wore it. The empire would still like to continue to equip soldiers with higher-level equipment.
As for the civilian-grade colonial equipment sold publicly, it is also limited to the second level of combat power. This is also the most powerful "weapon" that ordinary people in the empire can buy.
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Top speed on land is 120 kilometers per hour.
Flying speed is sixty.
Underwater speed is thirty.
Twelve hours of battery life at full speed.
Lifting weight: 500 kilograms.
Equipped with 200 liters of storage space and a load capacity of 300 kilograms.
Immune to ordinary firearm bullets.
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"One hundred and twenty thousand imperial gold dollars..."
Lin Cheng looked at the installation data of the K-93 model, which was the best-selling model, and couldn't help but swallow. Then he clicked on the virtual reality simulation test provided by the merchant and tried driving it for a few minutes.
“A little expensive, but necessary for escape.”
To ordinary people, civilian equipment is no different from previous cars. It is just a single-passenger vehicle that can be used on land, sea, and air.
Going to heaven and earth, climbing mountains and wading through rivers are no problem.
Many ordinary people with financial permission will buy one, which is very convenient for transportation.
But for Lin Cheng, an ordinary student who is still studying, spending 120,000 imperial gold dollars to buy a "car" is not a small amount.
"I only have a deposit of 30,000 yuan, so I can barely survive a few months by choosing 24 installments... Let's do it!"
He hesitated and put the clothing into the shopping cart.
"Fortunately, the goods will arrive tomorrow. Don't delay the express delivery."
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"I don't know if that little guy can escape the first wave of black tide, but it's great to have a world with true immortals. At least it's not as desperate as us."
In Yuanyang Realm, Zhao Zilin woke up from the overlapping dream with some emotion in her heart.
The monsters emerging from the black tide were overwhelming, and the people of Nanya State, whether they were monsters or monsters, were forced to temporarily put aside all their prejudices and hatreds and stand together to fight against the black tide.
In the face of equal death, no one mentioned entry or involution for a while.
Death does not solve the problem itself, but it solves the person who caused the problem.
PS: I'm very sorry. I was dealing with some personal matters in the past few days and haven't had time to update.