don't open your eyes [unlimited]

In the following time, while gnawing on an apple, Ling Su gave Zhuang Di a rough introduction to the classification of these event levels.

The virtual reality technology terminal they used was named "Cocoon", and the current personality model collection for society is also in charge of the same terminal.In response to the mutations in the dream in the past three months, "Cocoon" has also introduced a corresponding algorithm, which will comprehensively evaluate abnormal events from the aspects of harmfulness, urgency, malignant tendency, and difficulty of handling.

C-level incidents are also called routine abnormal incidents. Most of them occur without the awareness of the parties concerned. No subjective malice is detected. As long as they are handled in a timely manner, there will be no problems. The nightmare apartment they just solved belongs to this category.

Incidents of level B and above are mostly due to human intervention, and the difficulty of handling has increased accordingly.At the same time, "cocoon" will give such a classification, which also means that a certain evaluation result of the event exceeds the warning value.

……

To put it simply, regardless of the difficulty and danger of this mission, I am afraid that it will be much higher than the previous one.

"Someone has to be responsible for the follow-up of the last incident, Lao Song, it's up to you outside."

Ling Su controlled the speed of his speech, and just finished explaining when Zhuang Die killed the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs: "The two of us are going, are you interested?"

Zhuang Die put the chopsticks upright and thought about it carefully.

According to common sense, Zhuang Die is just a new employee, and such a difficult task will not be assigned to him—this is probably why Ling Su still needs to ask for his opinion.

What's more, Zhuang Die's guts are very average. The highest ideal in his entire life is to sleep, and he doesn't usually pursue excitement.Although I have made up my mind to join the job, I don't necessarily have to show such continuous enthusiasm for my work...

Song Huaimin obviously disagreed: "Zhuang Die is a newcomer. He has just completed a mission, so he is going to go again? The donkey of the production team can't be used like this?"

Ling Su sighed: "That's right, it's not suitable."

Ling Su felt a little regretful, grabbed the phone and flipped through it, and said to himself: "I forgot to say that the rewards for B-level missions are different. As long as you complete the mission, you will be rewarded with [-] free lucky draw opportunities..."

"Ling Su!" Song Huaimin was extremely disdainful of his blatant behavior, "How can you fool people with a lottery—"

Zhuang Die suddenly became enthusiastic about his work.

Ling Su put down the phone, looked at the little curly who sat upright instantly, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

"It's not for the lottery." Zhuang Die explained seriously, "The main reason is that I like this job."

Song Huaimin: "..."

Ling Su took it seriously, and nodded: "You can't suppress the surging enthusiasm for work."

During the meal just now, Zhuang Die had already been pulled into the work group and officially became a member of the special incident handling team.

Ling Su threw the apple core into the trash can, sent Zhuang Die a friend request, and when he confirmed it, he stretched himself and stood up.

"These two missions are a little tight, and when they're done, I'll give you a vacation..."

While muttering, Ling Su pressed a few times on his phone, and sent a document to Zhuang Die's phone.

Zhuang Die originally thought it was the brief introduction of this mission, but after clicking on it, he found out that it was the application form for the staff's personal dormitory.

"Our benefits are very good. The staff dormitory is a single room with private bathroom. You can apply for anything you need." Ling Su bent his shoulders and asked for his opinion, "Should you move here?"

The apartment that Zhuang Die originally lived in had no merits except that it was cheap, and the reason why he didn't change it was that he couldn't sleep because of the changed bed.Now that this problem has been completely solved, there is naturally no reason not to move: "Can I apply for a hair dryer?"

"Yes." Ling Su patiently guided him to fill in the form, "From here, write down the reason as you like, and you don't need to fill it out. Yes, apply for a few more, as long as you don't waste it, anyway, I will give it to me for approval..."

Song Huaimin couldn't bear to listen, he quickly cleaned up the table, and left the scene in three steps at a time.

Ling Su provided key guidance, watched Zhuang Die holding his mobile phone and burying his head in hard work, and pushed the door open with relief: "Don't worry, go back and fill in slowly."

The two passed by the tea room, and while Song Huaimin was away, Ling Su took two bottles of Wahaha: "Our way of falling asleep may be different this time, and we need to explain it in advance."

Zhuang Die has slowly found the knack, he is trying his best to put away his phone with some reluctance: "What change?"

Ling Su put one of the bottles of Wahaha into the straw, and handed it to Zhuang Die: "This time we are going to enter the private dream realm, which is more closed than the previous one. There is no way to send us in by relying on the dream pressure difference."

Zhuang Die bit his straw, took out the employee handbook he received when he joined the job, and opened it to read.

Strictly speaking, "dreams" and "dreams" of straying into others are two concepts--dreams are almost non-dangerous, and due to the closed nature of dreams, most of them cannot be handled by the person in the dream. Repeat the current job.

And the dream domain can be roughly divided into two categories: one is the dream domain that they deciphered before, due to the person involved in a certain emotion or obsession that was too intense, and the dream domain was unintentionally generated; the other is the consciously constructed private dream domain. Dreamland.

To enter the former, it depends on the man-made dream pressure difference.As long as the "cocoon" can provide a higher dream pressure than the dream realm, employees can be forcibly sent into the dream realm.

But this kind of principle similar to osmotic pressure cannot enter the more closed private dream realm.

……

After quickly completing the temporary cramming, Zhuang Die put away the employee handbook and waited for Ling Su's next words.

Ling Su stopped at the end of the corridor and opened the heavy door: "We can only temporarily requisition the identities of two people."

"Using a game as an example, we have character cards this time, and we need to interpret the dream realm from the perspective of the parties involved—to put it simply, we are about to become two of ten people."

Zhuang Die nodded.

This is not difficult to understand. In fact, after he was almost brainwashed in that toilet cubicle, Zhuang Die had already had a similar guess.

In the final analysis, identity is actually bound to each person's self-cognition.Once the cognitive level is tampered with, it may not be difficult to directly create a completely different world on the existing basis.

"In order to protect personal privacy, we can't check their memories, we only know some necessary information."

Ling Su finished his bottle of Wahaha in twos and then threw away the empty bottle: "According to the data, the lives of these ten people did not intersect with each other in the first place, so there is no need to worry about revealing their secrets...but there is one more thing to pay attention to."

"Due to the barrier of the dreamland boundary, this exchange can only be carried out once, and any more will lead to collapse."

Ling Su reminded: "That is to say, only by successfully unlocking the dream domain can the consciousness be exchanged."

Zhuang Die turned on the recorder and wrote down the content: "Is there a time limit?"

Ling Su smiled: "72 hours."

Zhuang Die put away the recorder, he suddenly remembered something very important, took out his phone and quickly unlocked it: "Wait a minute, I don't want the bear type for my slippers, I remember seeing one before, it's Pikachu's..."

"No problem." Ling Su nodded. He watched Zhuang Die concentrate on plucking the wool, and couldn't help raising his hand, and gently pulled two handfuls of his hair.

He received the application form sent back by Zhuang Die, enlarged the screenshot and saved a copy.

A reminder pop-up window popped up from the top of the screen, Ling Su crossed it out casually, and put the phone in his pocket: "It's done... Let's go back to sleep."

Zhuang Die nodded, put away his phone and followed him.

Ling Su looked back, lowered his head and smiled, and rubbed his head vigorously.

"Let's go." Ling Su said, "I wish us a good dream this time."

……

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Die opened his eyes.

The last memory that stays in his mind is that after listening to Ling Su's explanation of the mission, he lay down in the sleeping cabin after a simple wash, and was wrapped in a warm and comfortable air current...

Zhuang Die found himself lying on a comfortable big bed.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the recording pen, but first touched a beautifully printed design drawing.

The memory came back quickly, Zhuang Die sat up, unfolded the design drawing and looked at it carefully.

The first thing that catches the eye is the rather deceptive slogan at the bottom of the drawing.

【Your private dream domain exclusive design!Give an ultra-luxury decoration to your own space, are you still looking for it?Still hesitating?Limited-time special offers, countless exquisite detailed Easter eggs...]

In line with this slogan is a particularly exquisite bedroom design.

"It's been so long, and the advertisement still hasn't improved at all."

Zhuang Die hadn't received the flyer for a long time. He looked back and forth at the design drawing several times, and even checked the corners carefully against the light.

He noticed that the corner of the paper was marked with page numbers, and it was obvious that this was only part of a complete set of design drawings.

"Parquet floors, white rugs, light colored walls, large mirrors, a statue of a white bear on the mantelpiece..."

Zhuang Di took the blueprint and quickly went through the iconic decorations in the bedroom: "It seems to be the design drawing of this bedroom."

He always felt that the setting of this bedroom seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

Zhuang Die stood in front of the mirror, looking at his own face while sorting out his thoughts.

"Once you wake up in someone else's dream, there will be extremely serious consequences—in other words, no one can leave unless you find out the owner of this dream realm."

"Even we can only come in one at a time, which means that the outside world cannot provide assistance directly."

"Everyone gets the same blueprint. Anyone may or may not be the owner of the Dream Realm."

Zhuang Die slowly turned the recorder: "Ten people, closed environment, overly obvious Blizzard Villa ideas... are you so black-hearted?"

Zhuang Die suddenly remembered why this bedroom looked familiar.

He walked out of the bedroom quickly, stood on the corridor and looked down at the living room.

A sumptuous banquet is set up in the spacious living room, because it is in a dream, these mouth-watering dishes and fine wines will never go bad.

Except for Zhuang Die, the remaining nine people are already in the living room.

Compared with this grand dinner party, the atmosphere in the living room was a bit out of harmony.For the time being, it is still unclear who Ling Su is. Everyone looks nervous and anxious. Some people keep pacing back and forth, and some are complaining loudly.

Hearing the movement upstairs, someone immediately raised his head and looked at him.