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imagine?I was like a child who was suddenly called up to perform a show. I couldn't react for a while, but I didn't know when the scholar's wings darkened, and I couldn't see my fingers... I opened my eyes desperately, staring in vain...

But it was not in vain. When I wanted to see it, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

The emperor was sitting on a red velvet chair. This time she put on an old shirt and only buttoned one button. She raised her head and looked at me indifferently. There were some people standing in all directions.

Inside the huge machine, everyone is silent, with the same numb expression, it seems that they only come alive when they use their imagination, otherwise it would be a waste of imagination to smile more.

Is this a grand welcome ceremony?Before I regained my senses, the wings behind the scholar suddenly spread infinitely, turning into a light curtain covering the entire space. The data is hidden on the second layer, and a countdown timer emerges from the data flow.

"Six and ten minutes."

"What is this countdown?" I asked rather ignorantly.

"There are still six and 10 minutes. The staff outside hell will build the birth point within this time. Otherwise, the old birth point will be analyzed and there will be no big enough loopholes to build the birth point... We will discount infinitely. damage."

"There is no birth point...will we all die?"

"Yes, really die, and then the project will be shelved until the next group of people who are willing to enter." The scholar wiped his glasses and didn't explain much to me. He is not like a game NPC, but has his own actions. I But like a game character, watching the heroes keep walking around.

Suddenly there was a huge shock outside, the emperor frowned slightly, and tapped on the table lightly: "The dream tide is coming, don't get hit."

What is dream tide?

I saw that the people around the emperor dispersed. The emperor himself stood up and tied himself with an iron chain full of barbs. The scattered people grabbed the chain and bound the emperor tightly to the chair. , even though this place is virtual, but the dark red blood still flowed out along the barb, I was shocked: "What is this for?"

"Hurry up and hide!" The scholar pushed my head back, dragged me into a corridor, and the corridor was locked with two clicks, without a single gap, and then I heard the emperor's forbearing muffled groan.

"What's the situation?" I'm still out of the situation. There are twelve people in the tunnel we are in. It seems that nothing is wrong now. The scholar explained: "The dream wave is some kind of natural disaster in the hell world. We don't know that the aliens set this What to do with something... People who fall into the dream will go directly to deep sleep."

"Probably because of their insomnia." I said nonsense.

The scholar turned his face and thought for a while: "Maybe that's the case, but forcing people who encounter dream tides to sleep, I think insomnia has become a serious problem... You know, in this world, dreams are close to reality." , can create their own world, but they suffer from insomnia, I think, no one will be reconciled."

"Maybe it's because I slept too long. No one wants to dream, and then there will be riots. The authorities have to force people to dream. After all, beautiful things need to be forced to do." I said.

The scholar was thoughtful: "Master of the Talisman Array, your point of view is very reasonable."

In fact, it’s not my point of view, it’s because I just came here, I don’t understand anything, and I don’t have a preset position, so I just jumped out of their thinking and assumed messy things.

"You are sure that this is the white tower left by aliens, so do you know what it is for?" I was puzzled, Ling Xiao's memory didn't have this part, the scholar didn't answer, and posted it at the exit of the corridor to listen to the outside Then he sighed: "This should be a prison, otherwise why did the aliens leave? Their ideas are really vicious. When they first came in, this is a world where dreams can easily come true. Then, who wants to stay in the real world?" As for the world, everyone is dreaming, no one is going to explore the real world, nor what is this fictional world like, so why would they want to escape from prison?"

Then he said: "Then according to your thinking, some things make sense, that is, all the dreams that can be dreamed are finished, and only the reality of being imprisoned is left, but they still leave the main program, which makes people even You must stay here even if you don’t dream, if you don’t break the main program, you will be swallowed by the dream wave sooner or later, and then you will continue to dream without end.”

He immediately recorded on the light curtain of the wings behind his back.

The emperor uttered an unbearable cry of pain, but only for a short moment.

"Why is the emperor tied there? Isn't there a dream wave? She had a dream, wouldn't this big machine collapse?"

"Because the dream tide must let a person fall asleep before it recedes, otherwise it will continue to look for people who have not yet fallen asleep. As for why it is the emperor, because so far, only her dreams and imaginations have not been fully analyzed, so she can still do it herself. Wake up...and we have already been calculated, which is equivalent to being cracked. Even if we take out imaginary weapons, they can only play a very limited role, so if we are touched by a dream wave, if no one outside calls us When you wake up, you will always be in a dream."

I remembered the dream I had when I first came: "When I first came, there was no dream tide, and I also had a dream."

"That is the state where you choose to dream unconsciously, probably without the interference of the dream tide."

"Then let me meet the dream tide next time."

For the main program, all my imaginations are new, so I have hardly been cracked, and I can be woken up by Tang Yi shaking his head just like the first dream.

I am very concerned about what kind of dream the emperor had and why he made painful noises.

And I also want to know what a dream wave is.

But the scholar directly refused: "You are a newcomer and have no experience in dealing with dream waves, and your imagination is very precious. You will be the first to attack next time. You cannot disclose your imagination to the main program in advance."

"New imaginations will consume more computing power...Why don't you recruit more people? In this way, more than 100 newcomers will come in in one breath, and build a virtual empire with a huge imagination in one breath. Wouldn't it be possible to defeat the main program? ?”

The scholar smiled wryly. Amidst the emperor's dull cry of pain, he explained softly: "There are few people who know the inside story, and staff are needed outside, and coming in is a gamble. Who knows what the aliens are like, and those who come in will never come out again." We have to go, because we can’t let the public know about aliens, so as not to cause panic.”

I really want to say that I have already exposed this matter, and the public opinion has panicked and started to quarrel.

But I didn't say it.

"So coming in is tantamount to sending you to your death—that's fine, because you need to know the inside story to participate in the project, and you have to cooperate with the Yaozu when you come in. In case the information left by the Yaozu is all lies, and the underlying structure has nothing, go out in the end. It is also said to be a traitor to the human race... People who are willing to let go of their hatred for the sole purpose of exploring the unknown may have things they cannot let go of such as family and friends, so the ones who can come in are not you who have little chance of overturning the case but are more powerful prisoners , it's people like us who can't think about it, are home, single, and have no family to care about... Newcomers are precious."

The scholar adjusted his glasses and listened attentively, but he did not hear the emperor's wail. He hesitated for a moment, and pushed open the tightly locked door without any gaps.

The emperor lowered his eyes, every chain was like a giant snake trying to devour her, the muscles were torn apart, she opened her eyes weakly, at this moment it seemed that I could kill her with one fist, but the emperor still has the emperor She raised her eyes like this, and no one dared to be disrespectful. People who came out of the tunnel all greeted her, and then returned to their posts.

"What do you usually do?"

"Take rest and add detail to His Majesty's machinery."

I don't quite understand. The scholar seems to be in a hurry to leave, but he still explains: "For example, if you see a bare tree, it is easy to draw it, but what if it is a tree with branches and leaves? It bears different fruits. ?There is an ant nest on the fruit tree? The texture of each leaf is different? In this way, irrelevant things will be added, and the calculation power of the main program will be increased without consuming too much imagination. But these details can consume a lot of The computing power is limited, what we do is to delay some time when the main program detects and calculates."

Then he said: "Your Majesty will take care of you. Before the next dream wave, I will notify you through the broadcast inside the machine. Take Your Majesty to hide. We will send a certain number of people into the dream wave and wake it up."

"Why couldn't we use this method before and replace Mengchao with each other?"

The scholar did not answer any more, but the emperor replied, "Because of willpower, we don't want to dream, because dreams often follow our will. People are lazy. After dreaming for a long time, even if they are called out, they will lose a certain degree. The will to fight against the main program, so if possible, I will usually fight against the dream tide."

"Then your willpower is very strong?" I untied the emperor's chains, and the introverted black light of the two horns made me a little afraid, and the strong muscles gradually contracted and stretched. She stood up and supported my shoulders.

"Because my dreams are painful, it is easier to wake up than ordinary people. In dreams, I often act against my own desires, so I have not been cracked. As for the will? There is no weak-willed person here."

I nodded thoughtfully.

"There are certain skills to fight against the main program with the smallest imagination, now is the time for newcomer training..."

The emperor looked up at the five to ten minute countdown on the light curtain, frowned, and the machine shook again, as if he was on his way.

"The fictitious world we live in is Huaxia Star, but dreams have no boundaries. Everything you do in your dreams is inseparable from the experience you have gained in Huaxia Star. This is one of the reasons why your imagination is limited. ... I will be cracked sooner or later, the current experience may not be useful, just listen to it."

"If I have time later, I would like to hear about the history of the Yaozu, that is, about the discovery of the White Tower."

The emperor glanced at me, then smiled: "Yes."

To be honest, although I am Ling Xiao, I can be called a brother and brother with the eagle demon Xiaojin, and I can also talk nonsense with the demon fox Xiyi, but I still have ordinary human emotions. I can have empathy for ordinary monsters, but for I still can't imagine this notorious demon emperor who enslaved humans to a heinous level——

Especially her gentle but somewhat indifferent smile, this kind of big sister's expression always reminds me of my senior sister, I feel ashamed in my heart, I have no solution to the disappearance of my senior sister, and I have no revenge, so I came here and faced the enemy Think of my family.

"Go ahead."

"Forcing yourself to wake up in the dream of Asura Hell is very difficult, because the dream here is like following your hair, and everything follows your heart, so it is difficult for you to doubt the world in the dream." The emperor and I said as we walked, I tried my best not to fall behind and become a small follower, my tone was as calm as possible, and I tried not to show an expression that had never seen the world.

"But if your heart is contradictory, then it is the same in your dreams. The side you want will fight against that side. Then your chance will come. The contradictions in the dream will gradually make you feel better. You see that the logic doesn't make sense, but then someone has to wake you up."

"Why a human? Can't be hit by a car... or something?" I frowned and thought about the rationale.

"I said, the dream here is to follow your hair. When you dream, you just enjoy what you want, yourself, appearing in the dream as a character who no one can stop you from doing whatever you want, but if the other person you want This kind of thing is completely contradictory to the present, but how to realize it? You can’t realize that you are a strong man and a kitten at the same time, so this kind of desire will be projected on another person. She represents a different position from yours, but She is you, and at this time, two or more things you want will collide."

I thought of Tang Yi's dream of snatching a marriage. At that time, the seniors in the cultivation world were all there, but no one stopped her. It was because Tang Yi in the dream was also myself, so she could break through the protective formation of our mountain and take me away directly.And the part of me that stays on the mountain to get married and watch my master and sister live in peace and honesty has been defeated, leaving me with the fact that I don’t accept the status quo.

I understood the concept: "How am I going to do this?"

"You have to strengthen your contradictions, that is to say, when you are not dreaming, you have to always stand on the opposite side of yourself, imagine what you would do if you were your own enemy, and you beat yourself down from the bottom of your heart and hate yourself , and at the same time you have to come back to yourself, love yourself deeply, and be sure that what you are doing is right."

I nodded thoughtfully.

"Then, miss someone."

"Eh?"

"If the person who represents your opposite reflected in your dream is not important to you, then when the dream tide is strong enough, it is likely that you directly kill the other person instead of the other person waking you up."

"Her actual position is not important, what is important is that you believe from the bottom of your soul that she is your enemy, and for a long time, you have only this one enemy - so that when you are dreaming, you She will involuntarily project her own opposite onto the other party, and she will shake you awake when the two sides play a game."

I was silent, did I actually master the skill of dealing with the dream tide invisibly?

"In this way, you can delay the wave of dreams from invading you, and consume more computing power of the main program within the limited imagination."

After the emperor finished speaking, he saw that I was thinking, and paused for a while: "Next, when the dream wave does not come, that is, when you are awake, how to use your imagination, that is, make up stories or draw pictures, just like in your mind. In the process, construct a sufficiently large world that is very strange to the main program."

"Your Majesty, who is your opposite?" My mind was still stuck on the previous question.

The emperor smiled: "My opposite is myself, reflected on people, and also myself. The emperor's enemy can only be the emperor, but in this world, there is only one emperor."

"I don't quite understand." I looked at the emperor firmly, probably understanding something, but I must ask.

The emperor must have seen that I understood what she taught, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes.

She said: "When I came to the throne, I realized that the conflict between humans and demons in the country had reached the point of war. I wanted to explain the White Tower clearly to humans, and called on the nobles of the demon clan to stop enslaving humans and recognize that the number is more important. The huge human race may be the key fact to unravel the mystery of the White Tower. But at that time, if the reform, I touch the interests of the nobles, I will no longer be the emperor, and then I will not be able to unravel the secret of the White Tower."

I paused a little.

"When I exhausted my national resources and overdrawn the treasury and the support of the nobles to study the White Tower, I realized that the revolution of the human race had reached Shangyang City. If I persisted like this, my throne would be lost. But I want Know the secret of the White Tower."

"In the final battle before retreating to the White Tower, I said that I am the emperor, and the emperor guards the gate of the country. Go to the back and hide directly."

"When I first started to study the White Tower, I used my opposite to defeat myself. I sympathized with the human race, no, there is one I don't sympathize with, kill them all; I am a woman who murdered her brother to seek the throne with a plan, I am not an emperor , No, I am the emperor, not a queen, but a noble emperor; I desperately study the secrets of the White Tower, and then I think, no, I will enjoy it, in my dream I will restore the dynasty, and I will always be the emperor."

The emperor's voice was faint: "If you are strong, you force yourself to be weak, if you are gentle, force yourself to be fierce, until you become the opposite of yourself, and then change from your opposite to the present, and in the end you don't even know who you are This kind of violent contradiction makes the main program unable to decipher your intentions, and you don't know it, but you still have to stay awake. This is pain. Every dream of mine is self-inflicted but not dead, gentle but kills people, kills people But hurt yourself, only in this way, no matter reality or dream, you feel that all of this is full of illogical places."

"It hurts, so I want you to miss someone so that you have something to cling to when you're sane."

"Then how does your imagination fight against the main program?"

"Emotions. If you imagine a complex but cold machine, the main program will be cracked quickly, but if you imagine a real madman living with you, then this madman will not be easily cracked success."

"For example, the scholar's light wing, structurally speaking, it is easy to crack, but the scholar has endowed it with emotions. The scholar said that it wants to fly. He still firmly believes that his light wing has the dream of flying... But just last time, that is, the sixth attack on Xialuo Mountain, the main program still cracked this dream, but emotions will indeed increase computing power...but at the same time, your imagination will gradually dry up. "

"Emotions are things in a bucket, very limited, so we all have no expression, and put our emotions into our imagination as much as possible." The emperor explained clearly, and I could understand.

I said, there must be light, but light exists objectively, it has no emotion.

If I say, let there be light, it gently shines on the earth, and the spring buds sprout and branch in the sun...

I must pay the same tenderness.

Before I could take care of the bud, the machine started to shake again, and a line of words suddenly popped out under the countdown on the light curtain.

Crazy, scissors, pillow, semiconductor, mass destruction.

"The four people behind are gone," the emperor said without much expression on his face, "Master of the talisman, can you imagine now?"

"know a little."

The scholar's voice suddenly came from the radio in the machine: "Your Majesty, the main program has discovered us, but the meteorite has not arrived yet, and the dream wave has come first."

The second wave of dreams!

The emperor was still weak, and the scholar suddenly said: "Damn it! It's come—"

His voice came to an abrupt end.

The emperor reacted: "Master of the talisman, hide, this wave of dreams is very strong. Don't tie the chain, remember to hide when I kill someone in my dream."

I turned back and jumped into the tunnel where the scholar took me to dodge before, but it was too late.

I saw a little demon clan in the corridor who was adding copper green to the pipes, just passed out, with a satisfied smile on his face, and gently swept the dust on his body with his tail.

There is nothing in front of me, but if I look carefully, I can see translucent jellyfish swimming in the invisible deep sea, colorless, odorless, and without entity, quietly floating in front of my eyes, stretching out a tentacles, and clicking between my eyebrows.

Sleepiness is like a quilt wrapped around me, laying me on an unreal bed.