my dream adventure

Chapter 228 New Identity
【Name: Seven-Color Sea Urchin】

[Type: Magic Item]

[Quality: Samsung]

[Can it evolve: Yes]

[Consumption: Use once, consume 10 points of mental power, and each additional infected person will consume +1 mental power. 】

[Effect: Seven-color sea urchin, also known as parasitic sea urchin.The biological virus can be released by emitting radiation rays. The infected person foams at the mouth, becomes unconscious, and can repeat mechanical actions. The player can control the seven-color sea urchin to control the behavior of the infected person, issue simple instructions, and control up to ten infected persons at the same time. 】

[Remarks: Once the virus is released, it will spread among the crowd, and the infected people who spread naturally will also consume the player's mental power.

The virus does not affect players.

Once the virus infection is irreversible, after the player ends the control of the infected person, the new infected person will not calculate the mental power consumption. 】

After reading the explanation, he finally suddenly realized that although this thing is called a sea urchin, it is the form of some kind of virus under an electron microscope.

"The function of this is somewhat similar to that of Eve's apple. It can control people's actions, and there is no limit to the time that can be controlled. It's just that as time goes on and the number of infected people increases, the consumption of mental power may increase exponentially. Then it's out of control."

Lin Yuan analyzed it and quickly concluded that this is also a double-edged sword type of special equipment.

It looks powerful on the surface, but there are still small traps hidden in the dark.

If the operation is not done properly, it may also lead to the failure of the task.

"All right."

After packing his bags, Lin Yuan planned to open a new instance.

Originally completed a two-hour dungeon, I was somewhat exhausted mentally.

But now he can't log out of the system temporarily, and there is no way to contact the outside world to help him force log out. He can only wait for the system bug to be fixed.

"System, how long is it until the system update of the official server ends?" Lin Yuan asked.

"The system update speed has been accelerated. It was originally scheduled to end before [-] o'clock this morning. The bug fix will be completed a few hours earlier. Players don't have to worry. After your copy is over, the problem must have been fixed." The system speaks vaguely.

Lin Yuan was a little skeptical, but he didn't ask any more questions. Even if he asked, the low-level customer service couldn't explain why.

"Alright then, open a new instance."

"Confirm the player information, enter the single-player dungeon by default, please select the scenario/free exploration mode?"

"Let's choose the free exploration mode this time. I haven't played this for a long time. Anyway, it will take a little time to wait for the bug to be fixed. It would be good to extend the dungeon time appropriately."

"Confirm the information, please select the game difficulty D/E/F?"

"Is it possible to freely choose the difficulty of the game now?"

"To answer the player's question, official players above level 10 can freely choose the difficulty of the game they have matched. Other players cannot realize this function for the time being."

It seems that level 10 players still have exclusive functions, which is not bad.

Lin Yuan nodded.

"Okay, then choose F, I want to play a lighter game this time, don't make it too tense, just treat it as a vacation."

[Player information has been confirmed, a copy of the dream is being generated, please wait. 】

[Dream Name: Unlocked]

【Dream Master: Unlocked】

【Difficulty: F】

[Mode: Single player free exploration]

[Dungeon time: 300 days] (1 hour in the real world is equal to 30 days of dungeon time, if the main task is not completed within 300 days, the game will end directly.)
[The dream dungeon has been successfully generated, and the dream character is being matched. After a ten-second countdown, the game will officially enter the game. Players are requested to get ready. 】

The moment he saw the dungeon time, Lin Yuan felt something was wrong.

What is the concept of three hundred days? It is equivalent to staying here for a year. After waiting for a year to go back, I don't know what kind of ghost he will become.

Fifteen days of playing in Aunt Yuan's dream last time was already embarrassing enough, and I still have to live for a year, isn't it a joke?

Even the free exploration mode is too extreme.

Three hundred days, converted into real time, is ten hours. By the time he comes out of the dungeon, it will be almost dawn for a long time, and the update of the official server will probably come to an end.

The system will reserve enough time for its own mistakes.

"That's all, that's all. Let's see what's going on with this dungeon first."

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in an unfamiliar hotel room, wearing a set of pajamas and no identifying items.

The wall clock on the wall showed that the time was seven o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight came in from the window.

Some dazzling.

When I got up, there were two books on the bedside table, one of which was Yukio Mishima, one of the works of the Sea of ​​Harvest series, "Dawn Temple".

The cover is a bit old, the book is not young, and there is a barcode taped on it. It is obviously a book taken from a school library or a book lending center.

The second page bears a purple stamp, barely discernible the name of a university.

"He Xin University? I seem to have heard of it somewhere?" Lin Yuan muttered.

There is a bookmark in the book, a very ordinary paper bookmark, printed with natural scenery, and a line of handwritten words in the margin.

But it is a verse in the Diamond Sutra.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

"It's strange. The handwriting looks like it was written by hand, but I don't know who wrote it. The paper is all yellowed, and it should be old."

The second book was pulled out, but it was a notebook with a cowhide cover, a handwriting thicker than the Xinhua dictionary.

The outside was tied neatly with a special cowhide rope, and the dense notes inside were untied, all handwritten, consistent with the handwriting on the bookmark just now, from the same hand.

The written content is miscellaneous.

There are newspaper clippings of documentary events in news newspapers, which are cut out and pasted on notes, and there are some annotations and comments at the same time.

Most of the content in the notes is a collection of various materials, including but not limited to, crime, life, food, travel, humanities, history, etc., and it is also excellently classified.

Each has a directory tab.

A large part of the latter is some complaints and convulsions in the form of a diary.

It's a pity that the owner of this diary doesn't pay much attention to the records of daily life, and mostly expresses complaints and indignation about social phenomena.

It can be seen that this person is an intellectual, or a cynic, or a current affairs columnist. Otherwise, how can a normal person spend so much effort to collect data and analyze it.

Only people who are engaged in a certain profession will subconsciously collect data.

The bell rang suddenly, interrupting his train of thought.

"Where does the sound come from?"

He looked around for a long time, but found a smartphone under the bed, which was an Apple 3GS from about ten years ago.

"Not bad, the original owner is quite fashionable, and he seems to be a rich man."

The alarm clock for the schedule is displayed on the screen.

Today is January 2009, 12.

It recorded what he was going to do today, the book signing event held at the Xinhua Bookstore on Maple Leaf Street.

The opening ceremony is at nine o'clock this morning.

"It's almost 07:30 now. If you rush there, you should still have time."

He searched the entire room, and found the original owner's wallet from the suitcase, which contained an ID card, a driver's license, four or five bank savings cards, and about 1000 shredded paper bills.

According to the ID card, this person's name was "Lin Yuan", but his date of birth was different from his, and his appearance was also different.

The place of household registration is a large province in the north, and he has never heard of the specific location.

"This man is about 35 years old, but he looks very young. He also has a meal card for the faculty and staff of Hexin University. Could it be that this man with the same name and surname as me is a teacher working in the school, so he is still a senior intellectual?"

After entering the bathroom, he shaved casually, admiring the strong and well-proportioned body, and suddenly found Mr. Lin Yuan.

The 35-year-old body is actually more energetic than his 30-year-old original body, not to mention, he is quite handsome, not a boy face, but just right with a poetic and bookish spirit in his stomach.

"Now that more and more dream characters are being substituted, I'm not surprised. If I enter the body of a mangy dog ​​next time, I will probably be able to adapt quickly."

He dug out a suit from the suitcase, armed himself in the style of a literary writer, and found a signed new book in the suitcase.

When it was opened, there was an ink smell of printed matter, and the signature on the title page was extremely concise, also only two words.

Those two words are so familiar.

"Muyuan... this is not..."

Not long after he left Aunt Yuan's dream, he naturally knew that this was the columnist that Hu Die expressed his liking for in the memory corridor.

"No, it's just a coincidence."

Turning back to the cover of the book, the style is a bit like a bestseller on the street. It is designed with fancy colorful geometric patterns, but it is written in seven large characters.

"The tragedy of the original family, the author Mu Yuan, formerly known as Lin Yuan, graduated from the Department of Literature of He Xin University as a graduate student, and then stayed to teach at the school. He is currently the youngest associate professor in the Department of Literature of He Xin University...

He is good at commenting on current affairs, has a keen insight into contemporary humanistic phenomena, and often cites many realistic case studies.

Finally, it returns to psychology or philosophy to explain the problems of modern people.

He started trying to write since he was a student, and successively published his works in Yu Yilin, Nanfang Evening News and other magazines and newsweekly, using Mu Yuan as his pseudonym, and gradually gained the recognition of the public and the love of a group of young fans.

The work published this time is exactly the masterpiece that Mr. Mu Yuan devoted himself to writing and researching for ten years..."

The following content is a long paragraph of rainbow fart, Lin Yuan did not continue reading.

Scratching the broken hair at the temples, he was a little dazed.

Didn't expect an identity that was randomly fabricated in the memory corridor to actually exist?

He has now entered the body of Mr. Mu Yuan, and the dream dungeon lasts for a year. Since then, he has to live on this identity for a long time.

Then you have to get a good understanding of Mr. Mu Yuan, if the role you play is out of the role's own positioning.

I'm afraid it will arouse the vigilance of the dreamer.

Having said that, who is the dreamer of this dream has something to do with Mr. Mu Yuan.

That is Mu Yuan's relatives and friends, or his students, readers, fans, or Mu Yuan's old lover, etc.

Since the system chooses to let Lin Yuan enter this dream role, it also proves that Mu Yuan has a high status in the dream master's mind.

Glancing at his watch, it was close to eight o'clock, so he wrapped the camel scarf and brought a portable shoulder leather bag.

According to his observation of Mu Yuan's various daily necessities, it can be seen that this man is an intellectual who pursues the quality of life.

There are not many contacts in the address book, and each one has a simple label. Lin Yuan can know the identity of the other party and the relationship with Mu Yuan at a glance.

And most of the contacts have been divided into groups, such as school colleagues, students, editors of magazine publishing houses, relatives and friends from the hometown, best friends of classmates when they were students, and even some groups divided according to common hobbies.

One of the groups marked three words, "Girlfriend".

Click to open it, but there are five contacts.

The corner of Lin Yuan's mouth twitched.

It seems that Mr. Mu Yuan's private life is still a bit complicated.

Just as he was about to leave for the bookstore, several strange text messages came suddenly.

One of them was a notice from the school's academic secretary, telling him to remember to come back to class next Monday, and if the flight was delayed, he needed to be notified in advance so that he could arrange class adjustments and other matters.

Lin Yuan quickly replied "OK".

Another text message was sent by a woman signed as "Li Wen".

Lin Yuan remembered that she was also a woman who was put in the girlfriend group.

Thinking of this, he felt a little nervous. After all, he was playing the boyfriend of the other party, and he didn't know the relationship between the couple.

what to say.

What's more, he is not familiar with the communication mode between Mu Yuan and Li Wen. If the other party sees through their identities, it will be difficult to explain.

After clicking on the text message, he felt a little relieved.

Mu Yuan did not delete the communication records between him and Li Wen, so he hastily scanned hundreds of text messages from beginning to end, and basically grasped the language patterns of the two.

This Li Wen is also a writer, because he often suffers from depression and is sensitive and fragile, he can be called a modern Lin Daiyu.

After getting acquainted with Mu Yuan, he was impressed by his mature rationality, so the two often exchanged letters.

In this era when smartphones are fairly common, those who use paper letters to convey their feelings are the literati who are idle and flustered.

Therefore, the messages sent by Li Wen are often questions.

"It's been half a month since I sent the letter. Why didn't I see your reply? Is it too busy and forgot to send it? I can ask your student to help."

or.

"After reading your letter, I know your heart, and I agree. I will reply as soon as possible. Don't worry about it."

and many more.

The text message she sent this morning was asking why she hadn't heard from him that she had received or read her letter seven days after it was sent.

Could it be that the postman was lazy and delayed on the road, or that he forgot to check the mailbox at the door, etc.

It feels like these two pen pals are also trying to maintain this tacit state.

Lin Yuan was thinking about how to reply her.

After deliberating for a moment, I carefully typed a line and sent it.

"I've been on a business trip for the past few days to participate in a new book signing event, and I plan to return to school next Monday, and I will carefully check the mailbox for letters.

Don't read it, best wishes. "

　The names of the places and schools are all fictitious, so don't take your seats according to the numbers.Both the characters and the books are fictional and do not correspond to real people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)