Chapter 1 Trapped in the World of Sleep -
The mist made the forest look even more ghostly. It was hard to tell whether the looming shadows of dead branches or ghosts were hanging around, and the sound of heartbeats filled the ears.
A pair of white and tender bare feet stumbled hurriedly in the dark forest. The sound of broken dead leaves kept coming from under their feet. Song Weichen looked back from time to time, breathing rapidly and unable to hide the nervousness on his face.
She walked around the forest for half a night and saw the dead tree with its scar like a strange face at least three times. Except for the noise she made, the surroundings were so quiet that it was suffocating. She must have bumped into it. Ghost hitting the wall!
“But where is this?” She said to herself and looked around in panic. From just now, the feeling of being stared at by others made her back numb.
"This is the Sleeping World."
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Coldly, a young man's voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Song Weichen was so scared that he screamed. Looking back, he saw a faint figure standing in the night. He has a tall and tall figure.
"Who are you?! What do you want to do..." Song Weichen's voice trembled and he stepped back subconsciously.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you shouldn't appear here." The man's voice was cold.
Seeing that he didn't seem to want to hurt herself, Song Weichen became a little bolder, "Then how can I leave?"
The man pointed behind her, "Have you seen that suspension bridge? Walk over."
Looking in the direction pointed by the man, what was originally a dense forest suddenly opened up. Those dense trees were lined up like guards, with straight trunks and canopies intertwined like an arched path, leading into the distance. A suspension bridge on a cliff.
She had no choice but to believe him. She glanced at him warily again, turned around and started running quickly, fearing that the trail would disappear again if she was distracted.
After running a few steps, the surroundings began to change in a very abstract way. The ground is soft and soft, like waves. The surrounding trees sink into the ground due to the fluctuations of the ground, and then grow out of another wave crest. Everything is abstractly deformed. The tree trunks shrink into chopsticks, while the leaves stretch like boats. It was so long, and the trail was not far away. Song Weichen ran for a long time but still felt like he was standing still.
She was scared and tired, so she finally stopped reluctantly, bent over and put her hands on her thighs, panting.
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Looking at her calves that were stretched several meters as the surroundings deformed, she looked like Luffy who had eaten a Devil Fruit. She was scared and angry, but he What the hell is going on, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"You are dreaming, but not entirely." At some point, the man came not far from her, holding his hands behind his back. Standing in the sky, he is dressed in ancient costume, and the hem of his clothes follows the wind.
Looking at the man in ancient costume in front of me who defies the common sense of gravity, and then looking at his half-meter-long fingers that are deformed and circling, what else is this if not a dream? Song Weichen breathed a sigh of relief and felt much calmer for a moment.
"I haven't watched "One Piece" for a long time. Why do you have such a strange and broken dream?"
"I told you, you are not dreaming, but sleeping." The man was a little impatient. But he patiently explained, "Half-dream and half-awake are called sleep, and the so-called sleep world is the place between half-dream and half-awake."
"Sleep world?" Song Weichen was very confused.
"Have you ever heard of the Three Realms? They are what the world often calls the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth and People, that is, the Three Realms of Gods, Ghosts and Humans. The Dream Realm is a time and space parallel to the Dream Realm and the Three Realms. It is the only channel to the Double Realm. It’s the brain that maintains concentration at 8 Hz. Only in this state can you travel between two realms," he told her seriously.
"Stop, I don't understand. Besides, what does this have to do with me?" How could he have a dream and be taught strange knowledge points? Song Weichen just wanted to pinch himself.
"You're stuck in sleep."
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Knowing that it was a dream, Song Weichen sneered disapprovingly, "You mean I got stuck in a bug while I was half asleep and half awake?"
This time, he was a little confused. "Stuck BUG? What is that?"
"It's just like the freeze-frame screen that appears when loading a game, switching the main scene of the game, or entering and exiting a copy. But sometimes, for some reason, it gets stuck. The file loading screen cannot be rolled back, and the next game scene cannot be entered. It is a stuck BUG.”
"And what you call sleep is the loading time between dreaming and waking up."
He got closer to her, looked at her seriously, and showed approval in his eyes, "This metaphor, I It’s the first time I’ve heard it, and it’s interesting.”
Song Weichen recognized the person in front of him more clearly. He was wearing a black outfit with dark brocade patterns, black jade hair, and a tall and tall figure. It is majestic, but unfortunately the face is obscured by the dark night and cannot be seen clearly.
She was carefully recognizing his appearance when she heard him speak, "How do you solve the game you are talking about after it gets stuck?"
Song Weichen spread his hands. , I don’t know when the environment around her has returned to normal, "How can we solve it? Restart the game. If you are lucky, the equipment you brought may still be there." "What if you are unlucky?" Obviously he did not intend to give up.
"...If you are unlucky, you will meet a weirdo like you."
He was not annoyed when he heard someone making fun of himself, but his voice was more serious, "You I'm afraid you haven't realized the seriousness of the matter. Once Hedin is disconnected, you will never wake up again."
"And your 8 Herb brain is almost broken."
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At this moment, Song Weichen felt as if a thousand alpacas were running towards her, and they were spitting at her as they ran.
“Brother, you’re pretending to be stupid when you say there’s a bug, but you’re quite new in your little words. Bach is in trance? I’m still in Chopin’s sleep. It’s so incessant, even in a dream. Bad luck!”
Song Weichen said with a proud face, “I have a habit of setting an alarm clock for myself every 5 minutes from 2:30 to 3:00 in the afternoon. Anyone who is not in a vegetative state can be disturbed. Wake up, so I will wake up soon. Wen Ying, how about this wave of Wen Ying? I am such a clever little guy, haha, bye bye." Song Weichen smiled happily, "Tsk, tsk, who could have thought of me? The incurable disease of having difficulty getting up actually cured my inner mental problems in dreams!”
Seeing her confidence, she became nervous.
He looked at her, feeling inexplicably amused. He was a little more patient than usual, and he unconsciously explained it to her.
"He is a kind of vibration frequency. The chirping of birds and insects is He, the avalanche and the rushing water are He. The deer is dancing and the white bird is also He. As the dream world leads to the three realms, the dream world must pass through. By continuously maintaining the vibration at 8 Hz, this vibration is very close to the state of a monk who has reached trance. "
I'm sorry! What on earth is this man talking about? His head is buzzing.
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Song Weichen looked at the man in front of him as if he were looking at a bronze standing figure unearthed from Sanxingdui.
She suddenly clasped her hands together and bowed to the man in front of her, "Brother, I know you tried your best, but I really don't understand 8 Herb Zhengan... You are just an ordinary person Tell me about Bach, even Maybach, and maybe we can have a few awkward conversations... How about you let me go and let me fend for myself?"
Her reaction made him helpless and want to laugh. He didn't understand why his emotions fluctuated slightly because of her, but he understood that this kind of fluctuation was also a kind of glory.
As for some emotional excitement, he would never allow it to happen to him "again". For this reason, he did not hesitate to impose the most severe emotional restraint on himself - if the emotional excitement exceeded a certain threshold, the restriction would trigger The backlash will make his heart burn and his bones burn, and life would be worse than death.
He recalled what his predecessor, Si Chen Ji Baishou, had said to him when he first joined the Chen Department:
“Human emotions are the biggest unstable factor in the Chen Department. The sudden movement will destroy everything, and if it causes falling asleep, it will be a disaster for all things."
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He felt a small slap waving towards him not far away, "Why are you dazed? Or are you stuck with a bug too?"
He didn't understand why he suddenly remembered this old thing and calmed down. , look at the person in front of you seriously. "Have you ever walked across the suspension bridge in the Tianjian River? The bridge deck is in disrepair and is in dire condition. The worst part is that only a line of wooden boards is still holding on, but it may break at any time. And your current 8 Hertz brain is in concentration, that's it. A precarious wooden board."
He suddenly raised his hand and cast a white smoke barrier on her body. In a daze, she realized that she was really standing on the dilapidated suspension bridge - this was not the one just now. The suspension bridge on the cliff that you can’t reach anyway? There was an abyss beneath his feet, and Song Weichen felt as light as a cloud because of the white smoke, so light that he was about to float.
"I hope you...can cross the suspension bridge smoothly and never fall into a dream again in this life."
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"Who are you?"
Looking at the tall figure standing not far away, Song Weichen couldn't help but ask.
She suddenly felt melancholy and tried to see the face clearly.
But the face of the man was gradually hidden by the clouds, and he couldn't see clearly.
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