Home from scratch in another world

"When will Sister Shimeng wake up?"

The girl on the bed closed her clothes and fell asleep, with her hands quietly placed beside the quilt, Yumeno Hisaku was lying on her bedside and watching her.

He had never seen her like this before, her face and lips were bloodless, and her spirit was weak like disconnected threads... It had been more than a week, and she hadn't opened her eyes, as if frozen in time.

Yosano Akiko stroked the child's head: "You have run out of time today."

"Can't you give me a little more time?"

Yumeno Hisaku pleaded, but the doctor shook his head and refused, so he had to put his straw doll next to her pillow, replacing a pink rose that someone put down.

Akiko smiled and watched the children go out, then checked the door locks, doors and windows to make sure that no bastard would sneak in again.

Because too many people came to see her, from morning to night, they couldn’t drive her away. In the end, the people who visited outside reached an agreement first, and each had 5 minutes...

But this decision was overruled by two doctors.

Yosano Akiko felt from the bottom of her heart that if Shimeng were the welcoming lady of the hotel, she would make her voice hoarse just by saying "Welcome" every day, so the mobile manor would not pick up guests soon, and the only one who got a chance to accompany her was the one with Yosano Akiko and the family into the glass.

Healthcare workers have privileges.

...You can also secretly touch her small face and hold hands or something. After holding hands with Xie Ye, he coughed lightly and stuffed this hand into the quilt.

Turn off the light, lie down on the newly added hospital bed next to her, she turned her face, and said softly——

"Good night, Shimeng."

"Hope to hear you say 'good morning' tomorrow morning."

……

"Good morning, Shimeng."

How long has it been outside?

She counted to 12 silently in her heart and said "good morning" to herself. She felt like a homeless person living on a deserted island who had to write down the number of days on a slate according to the rising and setting of the sun. Not even a sun.

So Shimeng can only speculate based on the time after waking up, thinking that outside...it should have been...twelve days.

Is it impossible that 12 years have passed?

Shimeng was anxious, but her injuries in the dreamland were too severe, and the injuries were mentally affected. Using torture as a metaphor, it was probably at the level of quartering a body by five horses.

So now she is like a hardworking and industrious little bee, picking up her broken "body" that has drifted to nowhere, and then putting it together...

After the game planning heart is out, you can make a small game based on this experience, but it must not be such a bloody type. Change it into a small bubble in order to try to become a complete bubble, drift around and touch the next-door bubble. Be careful not to bump into the bigger ones, lest you get swallowed by others...

Also because of her fragmented appearance, her strength is extremely weak. She could teleport in the past, but now she can only drive the main body to move in small steps.

And there's no way to get out of {dreamland} or into someone else's star—each now represents that person's spirit.

{Dreamland} With the recognition of the three essences, it has become similar and vaguely different from the past. It is still magnificent, magnificent, and gorgeous, but it has become the palace of the world's original power, and the spiritual power is scattered in it.

——He no longer belongs to her, he begins to belong to the world, or the world belongs to him.

Shi Meng suspects that this is the purpose of {Dreamland}, and her identity is probably the uncle of the gatekeeper or the key manager.

But she is the only one who can enter it, {Dreamland} admits her, so if Shimeng is more vain, he can call himself the master of this {Dreamland Castle}.

But the master was really in a hurry during this time, the spiritual world couldn't figure out how long the outside world had passed, and she was afraid that several years had passed.

What about her game and her deep space?And her scandal, what more outrageous rumor will it turn into this time?

If it's more than ten years, wouldn't she have to call Mengye Hisaku his brother after she left? !

When she thought of this, her expression became more serious, and she was going to try her best first to see if she could break through the "spirit" of a weak person, obtain a time benchmark or ask the other person to report her safety.

Stop collecting broken mental power, in order to save some energy, Shimeng chooses to break through nearby, but regrets a bit after trying it, the barrier of this star chosen at random is as thick as blue eyes without a lower limit, and it is so thick that it is difficult to reach.

She gave up and was going to change to a fragile one that matched her current strength.

But the star sensed the person coming, and unexpectedly put away its defenses automatically, accepting her entry——

—— Shi Meng fell into it with a plop.

……

It is still a world of ice and snow, plateaus and frozen soil, long ice fields and lonely cold winds.

Shi Meng shivered in the snow, just wanted to change the environment of the world, but didn't feel the power.

She is now cooking like an Antarctica who has been airdropped to the North Pole. She can only mobilize the blood and fat in her whole body to keep out the cold. She feels that she will be frozen into a fossil in a few minutes.

The owner of the space appeared at this time, with a white felt hat and a big white fur that blended into the snow, and others were also huddled in a cotton jacket. The delicate and thin young man walked towards the traveler who strayed here. He hurriedly took off his coat, but he didn't expect the other party to be more fierce.

Shi Meng's hungry tiger pounced on food, unceremoniously snatched the padded jacket from the kind-hearted person, and robbed the other party.

Then he wrapped himself tightly, and ran to the cabin in the wind and snow with small steps, while secretly cursing Fyodor's cold and blindingly white spiritual world.

Too bad luck, I picked a crazy dream.

There are two worlds between the cabin and the outside world. The warm wind blows in, and she feels alive. She freely adds firewood to the closet and occupies the largest chair in the room.

Fyodor came in sneezing, brought a small bench, and leaned over to the closet to warm himself.

"you……"

Shi Meng interrupted him: "I'll take a break and leave right away, and I'll return the clothes to you later."

He smiled: "I see."

His smile made Shimeng angry, and while dragging the chair closer to the fire, he wrapped his feet in the cloak, with a little anger: "You know what you know!"

Fyodor looked at her with a tolerant, stupid look, but explained in a gentle voice: "I know you have encountered something life-threatening, otherwise you would not have chosen to enter my dream."

"You can't get in touch with others, can you?"

Shi Meng: ...

This man is so annoying!

Fyodor knew a lot from her reaction, and he was trying to connect what happened——

I saw her in a dream a week ago, and the other party came silently and with a bit of confusion and fear. The thing that made her fear, the thing that made her choose to come to her dream to seek recognition... had something to do with the whole world.

In other words, it is related to ordinary people and supernatural beings.

They were talking and observing each other—what did Miss Shi Meng see?Make her so anxious.

But Fyodor was not in a hurry. What really touched him and did not choose to escape was the star lights lit up by the people of Yokohama, and the supernatural beings who stopped in front of the lights. He looked at the stars for a long time...

Under the light, all root sins are illuminated, is it because of identification or symbiosis?

Fyodor's heart was touched, as if he had arrived at the end of the journey for a moment, what kind of scene was he chasing after?So after being rejected by her, he simply stayed in Meursault, even though it was not difficult to escape from prison...

But there is still a bit of confusion and confusion. In the illusion of white mist, he has realized his ideal. After the goal is achieved, it is a huge emptiness that engulfs him...

"Is something going on out there?" he asked.

She doesn't answer.

So Fyodor figured out the key points, compound supernatural beings, spiritual supernatural beings, holographic games, different worlds, strangers... and his vague control over his {spiritual world} these days.

——It is a possibility that is completely opposite to his idea.

Fyodor smiled and said what she wanted to know: "It's been eight days since you came to see me last time."

Shi Meng: ...

This man is so annoying!He just likes to show off his intelligence so much, doesn't he?

Shi Meng was a little angry, and she couldn't hold back her anger in front of Fyodor. He suspected that the other party put on such an appearance on purpose and asked himself an answer, just to see her lose her expression control!

But I have to say that this answer made her feel a little relieved, she was really afraid that she would sleep for ten years at a stretch.

So Shi Meng, who was wrapped up like a polar bear, maintained a dignified posture, as if the leader accepted the tribute from the captive or the emperor accepted the eunuch's flattery, and nodded slightly.

"But I have no way to report your safety to your family." He seemed distressed, "You know, I'm in prison in Meursault, and the term is 500 years."

He said again as if comforting: "But when I go out from Meursault 500 years later, I will greet you in front of their tombs."

Shi Meng: ...

It's annoying, this man, does he think he's humorous?Is this some kind of funny Russian joke?If it wasn't for his body being frozen stiff now, Shimeng would definitely get up and hammer Fyodor into meatloaf.

It's freezing!His white cloak is really fancy but useless!There is no effect of keeping warm at all, and Fyodor will definitely have old cold legs in the future!

Shi Meng imagined in his heart that the other party didn't want warmth for the sake of demeanor, wrapped in a white cloak to play handsome, in fact, his thighs were trembling, and he felt a little better, so he gave him a cold look.

Fyodor smiled lightly, added some firewood to the closet, glanced at her feet that could not be covered by the cloak huddled on the chair, and looked up at her with a smile.

"Your neck and ears are sticking out."

He hands over his white felt hat—

Shi Meng stood up abruptly and left this dreamland!

……

The gatekeeper in the dreamland was holding back her anger after leaving the dreamland, and gathered her spirit and strength with full firepower, wanting to go out as soon as possible or gather some strength to go back and beat him.

The relatives and friends outside the dreamland were forbidden to visit by the medical staff, and many people broke through forcibly. Two medical staff had to keep an eye on the patient and accompany them all the time.

So Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who broke in late at night not only bumped into Yosano's machete, but was also beaten up by three other Yokohama transcenders one after another.

The only pervert can't get in, and the rest of the Eight Immortals cross the sea to show their magical powers. Thanks to them, they still remember that the patient can't destroy the room while lying on the bed, otherwise Nitro is really worried that Shimeng, who can't wake up mentally, won't be able to wake up physically either. up.

And their fight ended because of their careers. The only serious worker in deep space, Qihai Jianren, dialed the phone one by one, asking the few people outside who were agitated and doing useless work to come back to work.

immediately!

Jianren Qihai squeezed the center of her eyebrows, Shi Meng went out to relax and accumulated business, and now she fell down again.

Now the second major update of "Lingshu Huibai" and the launch of holographic glasses; the preparation of the "Red Moon" competition and the maintenance of the live broadcast; This update is delayed.

But "Spiritual Warfare" is related to the idea of ​​"clearing curse spirits". Although {spiritual space} and {AI} can still be used, they are not as simple and easy as Shimeng is...

He is at his wits' end right now, and he can't read the report and monitor in real time at the same time, and he also feels the pressure of Shimeng on weekdays...

He sighed and continued to dial.

Therefore, after the boss of the deep space disappeared again, Nanami Jianren, the leader of the financial department, strongly ordered Ayatsuji Xingren and Arthur Rimbaud, who had been fighting for the second-in-command; Shibusawa Ryuhiko who plans to visit his doctor; Tayama Hananagi who is depressed; Oda Sakunosuke who lives in Hong Kong and whose heart is in the deep space, come to {spiritual space}--a meeting!

At the high-level internal meeting, there were only seven people, and Qihai Jianren stood a little to the side of the chief, and began to arrange business in an orderly manner.

"Ayatsuji-kun, your work is still the same, coordinating the launch of several games and specific business at the headquarters... Show your usual attitude of taking care of everything! You are the person who has the most absenteeism so far!"

"Mr. Rimbaud, please deal with the tasks piled up in the marketing department as quickly as possible. The calls from the Outreach Department have already been sent to me!"

"Mr. Fuhei, Mr. Tianshan, your mission is the most important. Mr. Tianshan is responsible for monitoring the task assignment of "Spiritual Warfare", and Mr. Fuhei will take care of the converter 'Hanayu' by the way. Others will come to help watch when they are free. Once there is Players are in danger, the consequences and losses are immeasurable, please cooperate well."

"Oda-kun, Shimeng hasn't woken up yet, please temporarily take over her work, and I will explain some trivial things to you later; Shibusawa-kun's tasks are still in accordance with the schedule left by Shimu , I will accept it."

He pushed his glasses and said in a cold tone: "I want to ask everyone to know that I have been working overtime for more than a week. When she wakes up, I will report everything you have done during this time. I hope You guys do well."

"Dismiss!"