Stray Chapter 6: Crossroads of Destiny
The day goes by.
Xia Ran's most hated night came again, silently and quickly covering the earth. Or it should be said that it is not that he hates the night, but that he rejects the regularity of having to sleep that leads to the possibility of dreaming.
Unfortunately, he couldn't stop being a human, so he still had to rest and couldn't wait for a long time. This is something that is not negotiable at all.
The only thing he can do is to pray that he will not have nightmares. After all, God is pitiful. After this year or so, he has been forced to develop into the ultimate form of "true literary youth"——
In all fairness, a high school boy of his age is holding a collection of poems or other literary readings all day long and carefully pondering, cultivating his body and mind. It's really not a normal style of painting...
But I don't dare to watch movies, anime, or watch... I'm afraid of receiving some troublesome information, which will eventually lead to a dream scene that he can't handle at all or absolutely doesn't want to see.
But what can he do? He is also desperate! Even if this method is adopted, there is still no way to completely prevent the occurrence of nightmares, and it can only be said that the frequency of nightmares is effectively reduced.
After all, in the modern information society, as long as he doesn't really move into the deep mountains, old forests, and paradise, so as to be completely isolated from the world, then it is difficult to ensure that the information he receives is strictly screened——
When he turned on the TV, he didn't know what kind of advertisements or pictures he would see...
When he was surfing the Internet, he didn't know what kind of pop-up information would appear on the webpage he opened, maybe it was just a movie preview...
When he was walking down the street, he didn't know what kind of advertisement he might see, and when he was in the bookstore, he didn't know which book cover title he might see, which led to the association... /
——And strictly speaking, these things are one of the information he receives from the outside world, and it is inevitable and impossible to choose.
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Cook, eat, wash, organize some housework, and then write today's diary and notes...
It seemed that the ticking sound of the clock was resounding. Anyway, when Xia Ran had finished everything, the time had inevitably passed, and the hands were approaching eleven o'clock.
Of course, Xia Ran doesn't intend to resist, because no matter how much he drags him, he still needs to rest, and he can't fundamentally solve the problem. And his situation is different, staying up late to cultivate immortals is a taboo...
—— His health is not good, and his foundation is even worse. He doesn't want to rise up in the daytime at a young age and be ranked in the fairy class.
That's why he won't be in trouble with himself at this time. Once the time is right, Xia Ran will simply throw himself on the bed.
Of course, the best expectation for him is to not have any dreams at all, and sleep until dawn is naturally the best. The second is not to have nightmares, no matter what kind of dream, as long as it is not a nightmare.
After all, Xia Ran's definition of her lucid dream is the golden finger with great side effects - nightmare is the most terrible side effect. Although other dreams are golden fingers, they will also cause great confusion in real life. with inconvenience.
I don't know how long it took, he lay in bed thinking wildly, thinking about today's events, and finally fell asleep in a daze, and then... he ushered in a very familiar half-dream and half-awake state .
Under this state, Xia Ran's mind seemed to have a strange split. Part of his consciousness was still immersed in sleep, while another part of his consciousness seemed to be separated from the main body, in a strange way. A third-party sense of how things develop.
Under such circumstances, as long as she gathered her willpower and forced herself to start thinking actively, Xia Ran immediately "awakes".
Isn't that what the so-called lucid dream is? Dreamers stay awake in sleep and have the ability to think and remember when they are awake. Some people can even make their dreams feel as real as the real world, but they know that they are in a dream.
—that's what he looks like.
However, this time seems to be subtly different, and there seems to be some strange change in the dream.
"Hmm-? What's this...where?"
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The overflowing light illuminates the space white.
This is a pure white world, very clean, just pure white.
There is really only a piece of pure white, other than that it is empty and nothing, the ground is also flat to the point that there is no arc at all...
Xia Ran looked around in a dazed way, not knowing what the dream was about this time. He walked around in this pure white world and found no change, and after thinking hard, he didn't find any inspiration.
Is there any such relevant information among the external information I have recently received?
Thinking and racking his brains, but without any results, he doubted whether he had completely forgotten what he had seen... But it is worth mentioning that in this pure white world, he seemed to have a kind of Wonderful peace of mind.
While Xia Ran continued to be confused and entangled, a slightly frivolous voice suddenly sounded around him, making him startled—
"Welcome, oops, oops, I was moved to tears, and finally a newcomer is here..."
"Who?! What?"
Xia Ran looked around with extreme vigilance, but couldn't see anyone other than herself in this pure white space.
Sure enough, he knew that nothing good could happen. It must be all kinds of anomalies and monsters born in nightmares like before, right?
"...hohoho, can you guess what I am?"
The source of the sound is uncertain, there is no way to determine the direction, and even the volume and tone of the voice are constantly rotating and changing, which is even more mysterious than the 3D surround sound effect, so that it is male or female in the end. Can't hear it.
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"Are you guessing, can I guess?" After being silent for a while, Xia Ran said a little mockingly. He didn't panic because of this, but quickly calmed down.
After all, he has encountered dangerous situations and terrifying monsters in his dreams many times. Of course, it is impossible to say that he has not grown at all. Although it is said that you should run at a critical moment, as long as there is a chance... but panic is not easy to appear.
More importantly, he felt that the big deal was that he was frightened in a dream and was killed once. Although that feeling was very uncomfortable, it would not continue into reality, and that was enough.
It's like playing some suffering games. Although you die under various conspiracies and malicious intent, and you are tortured by various methods of death, it is always the character encounters in the game. No matter how painful the player's spirit is, there will be no danger to their lives.
This is the source of his confidence-
A kind of mentality similar to playing a game and suffering, although I don't want to suffer in my heart, but I don't really fear the death of the characters in the game.
"Cut! What a boring newcomer who doesn't know how to cooperate..."
Probably did not get the expected result, so the voice seemed to be a little disappointed.
Immediately afterwards, a very strange "disturbance" appeared in this pure white space, not only invisible to the naked eye, but also not a movement such as sound or shock waves. But it is very strange that Xia Ran can sense it.
Then, in front of his eyes, a... vague humanoid silhouette appeared.
Accurately speaking, the air rippled like water waves, like a clumsy projection, a humanoid thing appeared, and the specific face was completely incomprehensible due to the interweaving of bizarre colors, but it felt like a Humans do.
"What are you...?"
Xia Ran subconsciously took a small step back, staring closely at the appearance of the other party, and hesitantly asked the previous question again.
At the same time, his consciousness was spinning rapidly, trying his best to search for possible information, but he just couldn't remember what strange information he received recently, so that the current dream is so strange .
A pure white space...
A vague human figure exists...
It should be a very obvious feature, but no matter how much he searches in his mind, he can't remember the corresponding information.
"...I am your guide, newcomer."
The vague humanoid made an ambiguous and erratic sound, still the sound was constantly changing in size and direction, completely unstable, as if the electromagnetic communication was disturbed.
"The facilitator? What facilitator?"
"Humph, this is a game, it's not a test of who made this game, maybe it's gods, maybe it's demons, it's more likely to be aliens or future human beings, in short, you are in this game a member of the game, or is now a member of the game."
The indistinct human figure sneered, and the low words were like a demon, spreading out with the suppressed cold air—
"I feel confused when I put a choice in the city, I feel like I am in front of corrupt people, and when they choose this game, they will be sent to the scenes of various horror movies..."
"Wait for me, do you think I haven't seen "Infinite Horror"?" Xia Ran twitched the corners of his mouth, and then stabbed the blood with an extremely sharp punch.
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"Huh?" The fuzzy human figure froze for a moment.
Xia Ran couldn't help frowning slightly, as if this monster could communicate, and at least for now, there didn't seem to be any hostility. In addition, the other party's words seemed to reveal some very subtle information.
For example, he did read the book, but it was in a dream.
Vaguely, he felt that he was finally getting close to the truth, maybe everything could be answered today...?
"Ahem, since that's the case, I'm not joking, welcome to the great white space, the center that connects the world to the world..."
At this time, the fuzzy human figure restrained his tone and said solemnly——
"We've observed you, newcomer. It's not reality, it's not a hallucination, it's surreal."
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The world unmasks its mighty man to its lover.
It got smaller, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss.