long night fire

Even though he is an intelligent robot, he is busy until the sun is about to set before finishing all data collection.

At this time, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong had all had dinner briefly.

They fill their stomachs in advance in order to deal with possible accidents in the future.

Seeing that Gnawa jumped out from the electric retractable door that had been opened long ago, and there was no change in Taicheng No. [-] Senior High School, Long Yuehong was slightly relieved.

Jiang Baimian went up to meet him, and asked:

"How is it, is there any gain?"

Compared with manual screening and comparison, she feels that Gnawa's portrait recognition and database matching capabilities are many times stronger.

Gnawa moved his metal-cast neck left and right:

"None of the names can correspond to those that have appeared in the other three Buddhist holy places.

"This includes students who are not in class today and teachers who are on leave.

"However, a small number of students may have not handed in their homework some time ago, and today they asked for leave and did not come. I cannot collect their data."

Long Yuehong, who was listening, thought for a few seconds and said:

"Those who are not in school today should have nothing to do with 'Zhuang Sheng', or the 'dream' will not show the scene of this day."

Just as Bai Chen nodded, Shang saw Yao and sneered:

"Have you ever had a dream? Sometimes, don't we have God's perspective dreams?"

"But such a dream cannot appear repeatedly." Jiang Baimian simply retorted.

While thinking, she said:

"Haste makes waste in everything. We will come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Lao Ge will confirm whether the dreams staged here are different. If they are different, what is the biggest difference...

"Detailed experimental data is an important prerequisite for discussion."

Bai Chen then said:

"When we have enough information, we will hopefully be able to identify the identity of 'Zhuang Sheng' in the world. This should be the key to deciphering the dream."

At this time, Long Yuehong hesitated and said:

"How about we wait a few days for the monks from the 'Ascetic Department' to arrive and observe how they worship the Holy Land?

"This may contain very important clues."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"If you don't find any valuable information in the past two days, you can consider this plan."

She glanced sideways at the deserted and dead Taicheng No. [-] High School, waved her hand and said:

"Get out of this ruined city before it's completely dark, and come back tomorrow morning."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Jianyao suddenly laughed:

"Wait for a few minutes and do another experiment."

"What experiment?" Jiang Baimian asked with anticipation and worry.

Shang Jianyao pointed at the gate of Taicheng No. [-] High School, rubbed his chin and said:

"I want to enter the 'spiritual corridor' at the edge of the 'dream', to see if the surrounding rooms will be drawn by the breath of the year, and produce corresponding changes, um, if this is really the dream of 'Zhuang Sheng'."

This way of thinking... yes! In some rooms of the "Spirit Corridor" there are Zhisui's dreams, which must contain "Zhuang Sheng", but here it is suspected that "Zhuang Sheng" stayed in the dream in reality. chemical reaction", bringing some unpredictable changes... Jiang Baimian nodded slowly:

"You can try it."

Shang Jianyao immediately ran towards the electric retractable door like a wild horse running wild.

Then, he sat cross-legged at the door, not taking a step beyond the threshold.

After making some adjustments, Shang Jianyao raised his right hand and squeezed his temples on both sides.

In the "Mind Corridor", in the "131" room, his figure emerged.

Although Jiang Baimian asked him to explore the depths of the corridor before arriving in Taicheng, even with the strategy in hand, this matter is not so simple, and various accidents will occur, so Shang Jianyao is now only equivalent to incomplete Eight rooms explored, two more to go.

——This is an inaccurate estimate, because he directly multiplied the shadow of the ruins of Iron Mountain City and the shadow of the cruise ship by two.

After tidying up the clothes, a small speaker appeared, and Shang Jianyao pushed the door out, looking at the surrounding rooms.

After turning his body halfway and turning his head sideways, his gaze suddenly froze.

His expression gradually mixed excitement and fear.

Just next to his "131", there is an extra room that was not nearby before.

The room stood quietly, and the golden numbers on it marked the corresponding house numbers:

"102"

"102"!

The last "spiritual corridor" room that Yan Hu entered before falling asleep!

Chapter 188 The Same Dream

Whoosh, whoosh, Shang saw nine heads popping out from different positions on Yao's body.

A total of twenty of them stared at the door of "102" in unison.

"Haha, there is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it's easy to get here!" After a few seconds, the reckless Shang Jianyao said triumphantly.

He manipulated his legs and walked towards the door that looked no different from those of the same kind around him.

Scratching, Shang saw that Yao's waist had grown multiple arms, and he either hooped or pressed down, forcibly controlling the movements of his legs.

"If you want to die, don't hurt everyone!" Shang Jianyao, who was cautious and afraid of death, scolded the reckless one.

"Yes, yes." Another Shangjian Yao echoed.

"Do you really think you are Yan Hu? Yan Hu was already an awakened person who explored the depths of the 'spiritual corridor'. Even if he strayed into Zhi Sui's dream, he still had a chance to find the door to the 'new world' and escape from birth." .” The honest Shang Jian Yao followed suit with a sneer.

The "Old Tune Group" preliminarily determined that Yan Hu had entered the "New World", but for some reason, he was trapped by some existence and could not return to the dust freely.

It's impossible for him to be trapped in the dream of being unable to break free. In that case, he will truly become a vegetative state. Without the support of medical equipment, his body will not be able to remain active for a long time until now.

At present, only the strong who have entered the "new world" can show such specialness.

The novelty-seeking Shang Jianyao thought about it and said:

"The door can still be opened, but don't rush in, just observe the situation inside at the door."

The calm and rational Shang Jian Yao nodded:

"If we don't do anything, what are we here for? To prove that what enveloped Taicheng No. [-] High School is indeed Zhi Sui's dream?"

He didn't say clearly that it was "Zhuang Sheng". After all, "Bodhi" is also in charge, and it is in charge for one month. The corresponding room in "Soul Corridor" also starts with "1".

After a round of tense voting, Shang Jianyao and others barely reached a consensus.

The extra head, hands and feet on his body shrank back at the same time, returning to a normal human appearance.

Because the Democratic Consultative Conference had already decided, the peaceful and compassionate Chan Master Pudu had no choice but to represent the collective, walked to the "102" room, and grasped the brass-colored handle.

He twisted it lightly, and the vermilion wooden door slowly opened back, making a faint creaking sound.

It was dark inside the door, and there was nothing to be seen. Pudu Chan Master Shang Jianyao tried to take a step forward.

His eyes suddenly opened up, as if he had come to another world. Above his head was a dark cloudy sky. In front of him was a square made of concrete. Behind him was an electric telescopic door that was slowly closing. , office building...

No need to recall, Shang Jianyao directly recognized this scene:

Taicheng No. [-] High School!

He had just seen it and was extremely impressed.

Seeing that the electric retractable door behind him was about to close, Shang Jian Yao hurriedly took two steps back.

With this retreat, he directly retreated to the "spiritual corridor".

The vermilion door of room "102" closed again at some point.

After staring for a moment, Shang Jianyao chose to return to the real world.

He stood up from the gate of Taicheng No. [-] Senior Middle School, walked back to Jiang Baimian and the others, and roughly described his experience in the "spiritual corridor".

"'102' leads to the dreamland of 'Zhuang Sheng'..." Bai Chen muttered to himself.

Jiang Baimian nodded, looked at Shang Jianyao, and said thoughtfully:

"If you don't come out in time, or if you take a few steps forward, will you fall into a dream like we did before, be implanted in the corresponding thinking, and play a certain role in it, and you will never be able to break free, and you will not be able to find it. Back to self-knowledge, completely lost?"

"Definitely." The calm and rational Shang Jianyao replied without hesitation.

He believes that since the "appearance" of the real world and the two dreams in the "spiritual corridor" are exactly the same, there shouldn't be much difference in performance.

"This is the danger of Zhisui's dream." Long Yuehong didn't hide her fear.

This is a different concept from the psychological shadows in other rooms.

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"I was thinking, how did Yan Hu find himself in the '102' room, which is the dream of 'Zhuang Sheng', and found the door to the 'New World'?"

At least Yan Hu is still "well" staying in the "New World" and not lost in the dream of "102" room.

"He may have been lucky and hit a certain key, and then he found himself, or he made some preparations in advance, and when he played the role of a student or teacher, he always dreamed of various scenes on the ashes in a daze. , So I became suspicious, and found out the falsity of the dream little by little." Gnava gave the two situations that he thought were the most likely after analysis.

Jiang Baimian suddenly sighed:

"That's not the point. The point is that if we have a way to contact Yan Hu, we will be able to master the 'customs clearance cheats', which will not only allow us to easily remove the anomalies in this Buddhist holy place, but also help to feed people in the 'spiritual corridor'. 'He has broken into a Zhisui dream, in that case, he should be equivalent to exploring the depths of the 'spiritual corridor'."

"It's a pity!" Shang saw Yao beat his chest and stamped his feet, "I didn't ask Yan Hu for his contact information! He just knew how to call 'help me'!"

"It's too late now." Long Yuehong pointed out calmly, "The Hongshiji is far to the south."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"If there is really no way to solve the anomaly caused by the dream of 'Zhuang Sheng' this time, then after the company rests, before coming back again, it is better to go to the Red Stone for a circle."

Having said that, she glanced at the sky:

"Evacuate the ruins of the city first, and come back tomorrow morning."

The "Old Tune Team" left the ruins of Taicheng from the original exit before the night fell completely, and found a nearby place with a clean water source to camp.

When assigning night duty tasks, Jiang Baimian suddenly remembered something and asked Gnava:

"Old Ge, what's the original name of the character I played in that 'dream'? I remember you mentioned it earlier, it's called Xu Qiao, right?"

"Yes." Gnava's eyes flickered red, and he proactively reported the names of the other characters, "Xiaohong is Zhang Huadong, Xiaobai is Lin Yan, and my name is Du Shaochong."

Lin Yan and Du Shaochong were the names he confirmed after comparing and excluding them.

"Every character has a name, every student and every teacher there has a name, and it doesn't seem to be randomly generated..." Jiang Baimian said slowly in a puzzled tone, "Even if the former 'Zhuang Sheng' incarnation body It is impossible to remember everyone's names if he has attended or lectured in Taicheng No. [-] High School. You must know that most of the people here are people he has never had direct contact with, and it is impossible to know each other's names. Name, no matter how old you are, you can’t make it out of nothing, right?”

Long Yuehong also has such doubts. Even if the school in "Panga Biology" belongs to each floor, the number of people is very small, he only knows the people in his class and some students from other grades, and it is impossible to know all the students and teachers. and the name of the janitor.

"Don't use mortal thinking to understand the power of Zhi Sui!" The honest Shang Jianyao started the group mocking mode, "What we can't do doesn't mean that Zhi Sui can't do it, write down the names of everyone in the school, etc. Lao Ge doesn't have any problems with trivial matters."

Can Lao Ge be the same as us?Jiang Baimian originally wanted to reply in this way, but after thinking about it, he realized that this can be logically deduced from the sentence "Can Zhisui be the same as us", so he chose to shut up.

The scene suddenly became a little awkward. Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Genawa all suspected that Jiang Baimian would strike hard in the next second.

After a while, Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:

"The reason why I suddenly asked Lao Ge what the name of the character I played was because when I reviewed today's encounter just now, I found that the remaining implanted thinking contained some memories of the character itself."

Everyone's thinking mode and behavior style are inseparable from part of the past memory.

In the quiet camp, beside the beating bonfire, Jiang Baimian's voice seemed a little erratic:

"I remember that character was in the top three in every exam, but his personality was relatively introverted, because he had been separated from his parents, studied abroad, and lived with relatives...

"No matter how much, I can't remember. When I found myself, most of the implanted thoughts naturally dissipated."

Bai Chen nodded invisibly:

"I thought about it. My character has not been in good health. He often catches a cold and has a headache. He is at home on leave..."

"My character has low self-esteem. I was bullied when I was in elementary school..." Long Yuehong also began to recall.

Shang Jian Yao smiled and said: