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"That’s right … you just let me smell something in your hand. I didn’t know it was a biscuit. I didn’t smell anything. It’s reasonable to say that the anesthetic should not work on him without knowing it … this is really strange."
"So I think we should be half asleep now … just like those crazy hunters who shot at monsters in their nightmares and shot passers-by … and I may have actually injected Martin with a sealing needle just now."
"So if I shoot myself now, I’m really dead?"
"Well" Koran nodded his head.
"Then can I try to slap myself twice to wake myself up?"
"It’s unlikely that you can try," Kelan said. "Although it’s a dream and waking, our self-awareness is very clear …"
Koran haven’t say that finish the hound had already ran to the front of the peripheral alert Leighton’s ass is a foot!
"alas! Old man, why are you kicking me? ！”
"I’m trying to wake you up with a little kick. Okay, Kelan, you’re right. It looks really nothing," said the hound.
"What are you talking about at sixes and sevens? Am I not awake now? " Cried Leighton
"Then you try to shoot this gun at that stone pillar twice." The hound suddenly threw the pistol in his hand to Leighton
"What?" Leighton took the pistol some don’t just asked.
"Just do it," said the hound impatiently.
"All right …" Leighton took the gun at the stone pillar and pulled the trigger-
"bang! Hey! "
Seeing the muzzle flashing fire, the hound suddenly said, "I wanted to try, but I didn’t expect it to happen …"
Leighton "Try what?"
"What do you think this is?" The hound put his hand behind him and stretched it out. In the center of his palm lay a pistol magazine.
"Magazine? What else can it be? "
"Look at this gun in your hand."
After being said by the hound, Leighton didn’t notice that the gun in his hand had no magazine at all!
"This ….. this is how to return a responsibility? A ghost? " Leighton was surprised to pull the sleeve and dig out a shell with a little residual temperature from the inside. "What’s this, this, this, this? The first shot out can also explain that there was a bullet left in the gun bore. Where did the second bullet come from? Wrong … old dog, I personally modified this gun, so there is no such magic machine! "
"Because at that time, this gun was full of bullets, and there were bullets in it." The hound took the pistol and pulled the trigger again, but this time it issued a crisp "click". "This is what Kelan found … we are still in a dream world without waking up."
"Here … this world is also a dream?" Leighton paused and slapped himself hard.
"Oh, it hurts-no, I can feel the pain. How can this be a dream?"
"It can be said that we were forced into this dream by some coercive means," Kelan came over and said to the two men. "And the figurines also connected our dreams together just like the computer local area network."
Kelan paused and continued, "But the human brain doesn’t have a wired network card. If you want to connect our thinking consciousness together, it can be through the physical meaning of’ wired connection’ …"
"You mean we have a network cable in our head?" Leighton startled way
"Although this statement is a bit strange, it is true."
"That is pulled out this cable can break free from this dream world? ….. but I can’t touch anything … "The hound raised his hand and touched his head, but he didn’t touch anything.
"This dream maker should have managed to block our perception of’ this network cable’ … otherwise it would be too easy to unplug the network cable." Kelan’s cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket before he finished his words.
"Why is your mobile phone ringing?" The hound asked, "There’s no signal here … Oh, I almost forgot that anything can happen in a dream."
"But I didn’t think about the mobile phone." Kelan looked dignified. "I forgot that I still had a mobile phone in my pocket."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his mobile phone. The screen showed an unread email from "ACMS_42".
Kelan ordered this email with a hint of doubt, but to his surprise, it was written in alpha.
"It’s alpha!" Although hounds can’t understand the meaning of alpha characters, it is still easy to recognize them. After all, this thing is more than a little different from the common characters made by humans
"This … what does this write?" Leighton also gather together to ask a way
"Er, it’s a way …" Ke Langen couldn’t hide the surprise in his eyes. He said in a dubious tone. "This email describes a way to get rid of my dream world."
"There will be such a good thing? Someone will send a pillow when you are sleepy? " The hound was also stunned. "So … what should I do?"
"I … I don’t know how to describe it in words …" Kelan said with some difficulty, "but I can try it myself first …"
Then he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Put your mind at ease and get rid of other thoughts … This state is very close to "meditation" in Buddhism, but it is completely different from "meditation".
Ke Lan needs to find consciousness to find a critical point between dreams and reality. Only when he finds this critical point can he break through the shackles imposed by the dream maker …
Chapter two hundred and seventy-one Extubation
Somehow, he seemed to feel that his crown was covered with something sticky. He tried to reach out and grab it at the top of his head-
It was a fleshy hose covered with mucus, and the surface was covered with pimples of all sizes. Koran could feel that there was something crawling in the hose part, and the frequency of crawling increased as his hand gradually tightened.
Kelan suddenly found that its frequency was exactly the same as his heart rate, and at the same time, a sense of suffocation surged in-as if Kelan was holding his neck instead of a fleshy hose.
Although breathing became more and more difficult, Kelan did not loosen his hand, but constantly increased his strength to pull out this tube-
Tearing pain came from the scalp, which made him think of the secret officer whose hair was caught in the tank track in the story told by the hound … He felt that every hair was groaning and every pore kept bleeding …
"PSST …"
Suddenly Koran felt a slight suffocation in his hand and disappeared instantly, but the pain in the scalp was still real … He just opened his eyes and all the blood flowed from his forehead into his eyes, which made his vision red.