That restaurant owner, his face looks exactly like Ivan’s!
Kelan quickly turned back and bumped into the kitchen again, but this time he found that no one in the kitchen had a console, and some tattered kitchen utensils were randomly piled up in the corner, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust …
Kelan turned his head in shock and saw that the dining hall was also in ruins. The decorations on the walls and ceiling were aging and faded, and the tables, chairs and cabinets were even more dilapidated and dirty. The notice of "Wangpu for rent" was posted on the outer glass wall, but even this notice was yellow and brittle.
"This restaurant has been closed for a long time," Zofija said at the door. "Are you going to buy this land? New hunting group office? "
Koran looked up and he stared at Zofija’s face … There was no incongruity in this face … just like the Zofija in his memory.
"This is a dream, right?" Kelan asked
"What did you say?" Zofija asked with puzzle.
"I’m trapped in this dream. I know it’s a dream, but I don’t know how to get out."
"… do you have nightmares?" Zofija asked cautiously, "But you are awake now …"
"I have to get out of here …" Kelan no longer ignored Zofija. He looked around and then stopped looking at Zofija to the car.
He walked quickly over, knocked on the door, found a pistol from the glove box and stuffed the muzzle into his mouth.
If you kill yourself, you should be able to escape from this dream, right?
However, when he was about to pull the trigger, he hesitated-he thought of those relic hunters who went crazy after coming out of the sinkhole. Some of them shot themselves and people around them … Presumably, some of them found themselves trapped in their dreams and planned to use this violent means to wake themselves up …
But when they pulled the trigger, they really killed real people …
Are you awake or in a dream … or is this a dream?
If you pull the trigger, will the bullet go through your brain? Will you wake up or die directly?
Koran suddenly understood why those people would go crazy.
He let go of his finger and pulled the pistol out of his mouth. He turned around and saw that Zofija didn’t make a sound or show an expression behind him silently.
She didn’t stop Koran from committing suicide. She didn’t even move.
She looked at Koran quietly and indifferently in the street like a cut marionette.
Koran raised his gun at her, aimed at it and then put it slowly.
"I can’t shoot, because I don’t know if I will really kill you if I pull the trigger … I wonder if your bodyguard would come out to stop me in the real world."
Zofija didn’t respond to this … Because Kelan didn’t see how she would react when she was facing her gun, and Kelan never imagined that such a scene was missing this piece of memory …
Nightmares are based on their own memories. They can’t build things that they have never seen before, but they can induce themselves to go crazy and self-destruct step by step.
But Koran didn’t get what he wanted.
Chapter two hundred and fifty-two This is not a dream
Ke Lan walks along the street, otherwise the buildings around him will be duplicated as he walks to the area where he has never crossed the street … It’s like a lazy programmer constantly making copy and paste rely on the limited modeling resources in the database to fill these white areas when designing the game scene where players enter the area.
In some places, there is a very strange dislocation phenomenon. Two identical buildings overlap like a formwork, and a section of suspended track hangs upside down. Dozens of air cushion vehicles are like a gravity state, floating quietly in the middle.
"It was as absurd as a dream …" Kelan muttered to himself, but what surprised him was … this dream was not a nightmare at all for him.
Are these the things I fear most in my own consciousness?
Although this twisted and absurd world makes Kelan feel very uncomfortable, it is far from fear.
Compared with those crazy relic hunters’ dreams, their dreams can be said to be very "mild"
Maybe it’s because I’ve seen through my dreams that I won’t feel afraid … But now that I’ve seen through it, how can I get rid of it?
As Ke Lan walked on, he found that the streets, buildings, public facilities and even pedestrians where he had been or seen in photos were completely consistent with the real world, while those places where he had never been, seen or had no impression in his memory were a mess.
There are people in those places … but these people just keep the general shape of "people". They have no face and no gender. They are almost all carved out of the same mold, wearing the simplest white shirts and white trousers, and they keep a certain posture like puppets.
Even the personal details of those small models in the concept map of real estate developers’ new property interest are much more than these "people"
They can’t be regarded as a symbol to represent "people", can they? Kelan subconsciously thinks that there should be people in the street and there should be people in the room, so these "people" appear … they are just to fill the gap in the scene.
Koran raised his pistol at those "people", but he didn’t pull the trigger, but walked towards one of them step by step
Go straight to the place less than three meters away from the man, and the other party suddenly uttered an exclamation … At the same time, the man’s face gradually became clear.
It’s Benson, the hunter of the Aurora Consortium. He’s wearing clothes and has become an Aurora Hunting Group with lead-gray training, and he has a sharp alloy hand axe in his waist …
"What are you doing? ！” Benson shouted that he had a face of surprise and anger and reached out his hand to the waist axe.
Kelan didn’t have a gun, but flew up and kicked the other elbow.
"pa!"
"ah!" Benson screamed and just pulled out, and the axe slipped from the stiff fingertips. The whole arm shook and twitched involuntarily. The part where Kelan kicked was just the ulnar nerve groove on his elbow … This place is also commonly known as "hemp tendon"
"Bastard!" Benson nu way his other hand clutching completely paralyzed arm leg lifts towards Kelanba kicked heavy boots brought up a gust of wind-Benson was very tall, but his plate was extremely stable, and his two thick and powerful thighs were even thicker than Kelan’s waist. I’m afraid this foot force could kick Kelan’s whole jawbone to pieces if it was actually kicked.
"How do you feel … this guy is much better than reality? Is it because your memory fragments are not accurate enough? " Kelan thought that he tiptoed on the ground and pulled himself back a little bit, just avoiding the kick from the other side.
"You garbage pickers …" Benson’s face grew angry. He shook his numb arm and forced him towards Kelan. "Everyone has to die!"
Wait a minute?
Curran was keenly aware of the problem-Benson said "you guys" instead of "you guys", which means the hound is "not" an exception in his dream!
This discovery immediately shocked Kelan’s spirit. He stepped back a few steps and asked, "You said’ you all have to die’ … but I am alone here, and who is he?"
"others?" Benson froze. For a moment, his face turned into a blur, but he soon returned to normal.
"I don’t know what you said, but since you were hit by me today, you can’t get out of here alive …"
"It’s a square here …" Kelan’s "Ark" and "Boat" haven’t said it yet, but he suddenly found that the surrounding environment has changed dramatically unconsciously … and turned into a wilderness somewhere on Alpha Star.
Benson a pedal to the whole people suddenly accelerated towards Kelan blunt come over, he vigorously swung his fist towards Kelan head LUN!
"The strength is very strong, but it’s a pity that the flexibility is a little poor … although I didn’t really compete with you, I have the impression that you are such a person." Kelan was short and bypassed the right side of Benson-the other right hand has not recovered from paralysis. Although he saw the direction of Kelan’s dodge, there was no way to reach out and catch Kelan.