Reincarnation Dreamland [Unlimited]

After that night, Tang Ji and Simon reached an agreement, and Simon agreed to Tang Ji's withdrawal, after the last dream was resolved.

Simon sent Tang Ji an invitation to go to Italy for Christmas together, and Tang Ji hesitated for a while.

Simon had a rare sense of uneasiness: "What?"

Tang Ji: "Wait until we interpret the last dream?"

Simon tried to explain, "It's just for the holidays."

"I know." Tang Ji nodded, but he still had concerns. The last dream was really dangerous, and no one could guarantee a successful escape.

Even though Simon said it was just a holiday, this kind of behavior still had some different meanings in Tang Ji's mind.

The two didn't speak any more, and fell asleep hugging each other.

The next week, temperatures plummeted and there was a hint of winter in the air.

Everyone wrapped up in cotton coats and overcoats, and Tang Ji's outdoor morning run was over.

So, a treadmill was added to Simon's room.

The base became lively, and many people from other organizations came here to visit them, inquiring about when they fell asleep and the information about the last dream.

Everyone was excited and anxious.

A week later, the small internal team held a meeting on the top floor.

During this period of time, Zhang Jianshan received all kinds of people, big and small, from other teams, and was very tired.

He frowned and said, "Now there is a bad situation, I have to tell everyone."

After Zhang Jianshan said this, he looked around at the participants.

Sitting beside the table were Tang Ji, Chen Lijun, Lin Qiao, Yao Hui and several researchers from Yao Hui's group.

Simon knocked on the table: "Say."

At present, there is only one last dream left. For those who were likely to dream every night before, the safe dream is gone, and they can only enter the last dream whose theme and content are not yet clear. So far, no effective information has been collected. , but more and more people died every night.

Many people have increased their purchases of dream suppressants, and there are even rumors that the last dream is an unsolvable dream. They are worried that once the Simon team collapses, there will be no new team that can try to interpret dreams in the near future.

Now the dream suppressant produced by Yao Hui's team is close to being out of stock.

Zhang Jianshan said: "Many people hope that we can enter the last dream early."

Simon nodded slightly: "Sister Hui? How are you doing?"

Yao Hui said directly: "Barely hold on."

The effect of dream suppressant is as short as one day and as long as half a year.But the amount you take is usually controlled within a month, because if you don’t dream for more than a month, your body will experience a lot of adverse reactions.

Today, the demand for dream suppressants for more than half a year has increased significantly.

Yao Hui adjusted her long, wavy hair: "I have increased the production ratio of long-term dream suppressant here, and the problem is not big in the near future."

It seems that in terms of medicine supply, there is no big problem for the time being.

Zhang Jianshan said: "However, long-term dream suppressants are not good for the body. I suggest falling asleep early, which is suitable for everyone."

Some time ago, Zhang Jianshan also proposed to fall asleep later, which means how long it can be delayed, but now he actively suggests that everyone fall asleep earlier.

Chen Lijun wondered, "Hey, how did you become so fast!"

Zhang Jianshan: "...It's not what it used to be. Now everyone asks us at the base every day to inquire about the progress of dream interpretation, and some people complain and cry to me every day..." Zhang Jianshan is a little upset, "Anyway, falling asleep earlier is good for everyone."

Whether to fall asleep early is not a decision that one person can make.

A group of people discussed for a long time on the top floor.

In the end, Simon made a decision: "Okay, I'm going to have my last dream next week."

Generally, there is nothing to do before falling into a dream. Zhang Jianshan is responsible for collecting information, but this dream has very little information. The only few survivors only provided a few pictures and items that appeared in the dream, so that everyone can guess what this dream is related to. The hospital has something to do with it.

The fragments in the dream include white coats, white masks, some closed rooms, and many strange equipment...

However, the relationship is not necessarily that great.

In the discussion between Tang Ji and Zhang Jianshan, he was more inclined that even if it was a hospital, it would not be an ordinary hospital.

Dreaming in mid-December, Tang Ji booked a pair of air tickets to Italy on the 12rd in advance.

Simon chuckled when he saw it: "If we didn't come out..."

"Let Sister Hui cremate the two of us together." Tang Ji answered.

Simon: "..."

Tang Ji: "Sister Hui said last time about senior brother, what do you think?"

In their dream of solving the case in Taiping Village that night, Yao Hui found a time to tell them about Zhang Jianshan's strange behavior.

Simon: "Sister Hui will guard us alone this time."

"Tsk tsk—" Tang Ji shook his head, he already understood what Simon meant.

Whether it was what Dreamland did in Taiping Village that night, or the online game Dreamland they had faintly suspected about Zhang Jianshan earlier, there was no hard evidence to prove that there was a problem with Zhang Jianshan on both occasions.

Senior Brother is the veteran of the base, once he is moved, there will be huge problems in many normal operations of the base.

What's more, according to the brother's ability, even if they expel him from the base, he still has the means and resources to disrupt their actions.

It seems that Simon intends to stand still, and I don't know if there are other arrangements.

Simon: "Don't worry."

On the night of dreaming, the security mechanism was activated on the tenth floor, and the anti-theft door between the tenth floor and the ninth floor was closed.The elevator was adjusted to be restricted. Except for the small dream team, only the staff who were on vigil that day could enter the tenth floor.

The central air conditioner was humming, and the entire floor was warm.

Simon brought Tang Ji, Chen Lijun and Lin Qiao, and it was still the four of them who fell into the dream.

Yao Hui stood in front of the control desk.

Tang Ji took a deep breath, drank the potion, and lay down on the leather chair.

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This time, Tang Ji was awakened by a piercing cough.

The afternoon sun shone through the windows of the bus, and the air conditioner in the car was very strong. Tang Ji felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion, and slowly opened his eyes.

In the eyes, a bald man was coughing in front of him, spittle flying, and the saliva turned into small drops of water dancing in the sunlight.

Tang Ji: "..."

He quickly covered his mouth and leaned against the window, trying to stay away from the source of the saliva.

At the front of the bus, a young girl with yellow skin and dark eyes got up and said in standard Mandarin: "In 10 minutes, we will arrive at the next stop of this trip: the Kremlin. We can visit here later. hour, and then proceed to the next shopping point."

"It's minus six degrees outside now. Please take your luggage and put on thick clothes before getting off the car."

After listening to the tour guide's words, Tang Ji turned his gaze out of the window again, and this time he had such a strange feeling in his heart.

Why is he on a tourist bus?

What about the hospital?

Outside the car window, the road is wide and the buildings are white and square.

There are almost no pedestrians on the road, and there are not many vehicles passing by.

Gradually, they approached a huge building complex.Surrounded by high red walls, bell towers, pointed golden-roofed churches...

When the bus stopped, Tang Ji got up and took his carry-on bag.

He has messy hair and is wearing this heavy gray down jacket.There were about thirty tourists in the whole bus, most of them were uncles and aunts, and there were only two young people like him.

Tang Ji's eyes lit up: "Lin Qiao!"

Standing shivering in the cold wind, Lin Qiao turned around and saw Tang Ji getting off the car, with a smile on his face instantly.

Lin Qiao: "Tang Ji!"

Tang Ji: "Did anyone else see it?"

Lin Qiao shook his head.

They were not in the mood to visit the Kremlin, so they just found a reason for feeling unwell and asked the tour guide for leave.

The tour guide told them not to worry, don't run around, just take a good rest on the bus.

The two nodded frequently, reassuring the tour guide.

As soon as the tour guide led the other tourists away, Tang Ji pulled Lin Qiao and said, "Go, go back to the hotel to pack your luggage."

Lin Qiao: "Huh? Go back?"

Tang Ji hummed: "We are leaving the group now, we have to find Simon and Chen Lijun. Also, something is not quite right."

Lin Qiao couldn't quite keep up with Tang Ji's rhythm, but he was a person with no opinions but good execution skills, so he didn't ask too many questions, and followed Tang Ji directly to find a taxi and take a taxi back to the hotel.

"There's something wrong with us showing up on the tour bus."

The two got into the taxi, and Tang Ji communicated with the driver in simple English.

The driver of the car was a Russian, with royal blue eyes, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge and high cheekbones. He spoke poor English and barely understood where the two of them were going.

Lin Qiao thought for a while, and then thought again: "What's wrong?"

The radio station on the taxi car played unintelligible Russian songs, and the main road continued to move forward, but the outside of the car window was still gray.

"It's not right."

Tang Ji couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was. Even though the identity, time, and location of each dream could not be exactly the same as the information detected in advance, it still did not exceed a certain "degree".

The scope of dreams is all within a controllable space.

This time is different.They appeared in a strange and huge city without any main target. Tang Ji couldn't even remember why he joined the tour group and what the purpose of the tour group was.

Lin Qiao was like him, the two of them existed in this city without any purpose or plot.

The two arrived at the hotel, took out their room cards and went back to their rooms to pack their luggage.

According to Tang Ji, the two of them should travel lightly, and don't bring heavy luggage. It is enough to bring two changes of clothes, money, and communication tools.

Half an hour later, the two met in the lobby.

Tang Ji held a Nokia mobile phone the size of a brick and flipped through the address book.

Lin Qiao: "You also use Nokia?!"

Tang Ji looked up: "You too?"

Lin Qiao took out his mobile phone, the screen was black and white, the size of a two-inch photo.

Lin Qiao: "This...is a product of the previous world. How can we use this kind of mobile phone?"

At this time, a piece of news was playing on the public screen in the hotel lobby.

An explosion in a residential area of ​​​​Moscow was suspected of a terrorist attack.The pixels on the screen are extremely low, and the video of the explosion seems to be shot remotely, with only a glimmer of fire visible.The host was crackling in Russian, and neither of them could understand anything.

Tang Ji stood up suddenly. He walked to the front desk and asked, "Can I ask, what time is it now?"

The two Russian beauties with big eyes at the front desk blinked their eyes and replied to them in broken English: "October."

"Year?" Tang Ji emphasized the word year.

"1999."