The motherland is coming, but fortunately I am Doomsday Superman

Chapter 3 Dreams and Reality

It's true.

From the special angle of view of the home camera, Yi Meng looked at the little pepper whose collar slid down a bit.

This is not his intention to watch, the camera basically records all the scenes in this room meticulously, except for a few dead spots.

After the mother and daughter finished their thoughts, they began to say good night to each other.

"Sleep well."

Pepper Pepper Potts covered her daughter Morgan with a quilt, got up and told the air in the room, "Saturday, take care of Morgan and report to me in time."

"Yes, Miss Potts." Yi Meng responded fairly quickly, using the camera to emit a gentle and steady electronic sound that had long been fixed.

Pepper exited the room, and the main lights in the bedroom turned off intelligently, and the room returned to darkness and silence, except for a small, non-dazzling smart lamp on the bedside table.

Yi Meng originally wanted to follow Pepper and transfer his consciousness to the living room outside.

But just as Yi Meng left the room in the wooden house, another cold mechanical female voice sent an instruction along the network in the living room outside: "Go back, look after the little master Morgan!"

She is……

Yi Meng seemed to understand something, and silently retreated without saying a word.

Inside the room.

The blonde loli closed her eyes, but her tiny eyelashes fluttered, apparently not sleeping peacefully.

After half a minute of silence.

A gentle male voice resounded in the room again: "Morgan."

Little Loli didn't respond, as if she was asleep, but her eyelashes were still shaking.

This little guy is quite temperamental...

Yimeng laughed secretly and continued: "Okay, I apologize for what happened just now, it's what I said was wrong."

This time.The blonde loli finally reacted. She pulled the duvet with her little hand, and said in a muffled voice, covering half of her face: "Saturday, you are right. When a person dies, he really dies, and nothing will be left behind."

"I was really wrong."

Yi Meng said sincerely: "Even if a person dies, his soul still exists, and he may follow the person he loves, but he can't see it with the naked eye."

"Really? Didn't lie to children?"

Jr. Morgan pulled down the quilt, revealing his azure blue eyes.

"I really didn't lie to you."

If it is the world on Yimeng's own side, maybe people really die when they die, but the dreamland here is the world of Marvel.

The Marvel universe is truly "outer gods as many as dogs, strange everywhere".

In the mystery behind the scenes of this big world.People really have a body and a soul, and even if they die, they have the opportunity to be resurrected again!
With an unstoppable smile on Xiao Morgan's face, he happily asked, "So, Dad, he didn't leave us completely?"

"Of course. When you grow up, you can see him again."

Yi Meng responded firmly that he was not trying to appease Little Loli with empty words, but was telling the facts that could happen in the current world.

Iron Man Tony Stark once returned to the past through the quantum field and saw his long-dead father!

"Then I have to grow up quickly..." Little Morgan whispered to himself with anticipation.

"Also, even if someone like your father dies, there are too many things left in this world."

Yi Meng continued: "Tomorrow, I'll take you out to see, and you'll know."

"Ah, go outside the cabin?"

Little Morgan has slowly closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice, "Mom...forbid me to go outside...dangerous..."

Yi Meng replied, "Don't worry, it's not like I'm still here."

Jr. Morgan did not respond.

She was already asleep, with a smile of anticipation and longing on her tired little face, with an even exhalation.

Yi Meng also wanted to fall asleep.

But the problem is that he is dreaming now, and artificial intelligence does not need to sleep.

"I don't know how long I will stay in this dream."

Yi Meng pondered to himself, the time in the dream is meaningless, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days, or even a week or two.

However, the actions of his own existence are not completely free.

Although he can 'walk' anywhere in the current log cabin room, there is a subtle shackle that prevents him from going anywhere else.

This feeling of 'restricted', perhaps the artificial intelligence does not think there is any problem, but it makes Yi Meng, who is a human consciousness, unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's learn more about the current state of the dream world."

In any case, Yi Meng must confirm whether his bold idea just now is feasible.

Is the Marvel world in this dream a real and complete structure?

This is actually not difficult to confirm.

Although Yi Meng couldn't leave the current room, she could still do it using a search engine.

Just confirm whether other countries and cities exist outside the dream cabin room.And, whether there is a lot of knowledge and information on the Internet that he has never personally understood, he can basically make a preliminary judgment.

Thinking of this, Yi Meng couldn't help but extend her consciousness to the laptop on the wooden table in the room.

Go online!

……

"This classmate, classmate Yi Meng!"

A scolding voice rang out in the classroom.

A silver-haired boy around his age, fluttering too thick eyelashes, yawning and waking up from a dream, his bangs were too long to cover his eyebrows.

It was a hot summer day, but he was wearing a pair of frosted gloves on his hands.

There was still a line of water on the corner of the boy's mouth, and the school uniform he was wearing was a bit messy, but his handsome features were well-defined, like a rare silver hair with a natural glossy texture. The breath of sunshine and grass is clean, and it is difficult for other people to disgust him in this era of generally looking at faces.

Yi Meng opened her sullen eyes, trembled her arms that were a little numb, and was still in the daze when she first woke up when she heard the man beside her asking, "What did you dream about?"

"The Iron Man family." Yi Meng replied subconsciously.

"Iron Man, what is that?"

"Marvel, Iron Man, have you seen the movie... ah?"

Yi Meng murmured her words and gradually realized that something was wrong.

He was sitting on a single-back chair, and in front of him was a small white square desk with a stack of thick books and scrolls on top.

An open physics book was pressed by his hands and the profile of his face, and the paper was still wet.

Yimeng raised her eyes in hindsight.

What came into view was a classroom with a capacity of 50 people. Most of the surrounding students had an expression of 'I can't save you', and a middle-aged man stood beside the Mediterranean Sea, and the other party's anger was already written on his face.

The call and question just now were initiated by the other party.

"Sorry." Yi Meng immediately stood up from her seat, knowing that the place where she fell asleep was not suitable.

"Student Yi Meng, the federal college entrance examination is still a week away, and you went to dye your hair. Such an attitude... Forget it."

The physics teacher shook his head and sighed, giving up before he even started to persuade.

Yi Meng didn't think so, because the college entrance examination was just a week away, so he should have a good rest and face it with a relaxed state of mind.

After three years of high school studies, there is still one week left, and what should be known will be able to be learned, and what cannot be learned will not be able to do so.

Even if you work hard, it's too late.

Seeing that Yimeng had no intention of repenting at all, the physics teacher stretched out his hand and spat, "Go up, solve the problem!"

"Ok."

Yi Meng still gave the teacher a face, left her seat and walked towards the smart blackboard podium.

Under the watchful eyes of fifty classmates watching the play, every one of them felt a backstab, but Yi Meng seemed very casual and natural.

After all, as a traveler, the mentality of having entered the society has long been completely different from the mentality of students who are walking on thin ice.

Yi Meng picked up the smart pen from the podium.

Eight subjects of the college entrance examination.

Federal physics is his weakest subject, and it is not bad to pass it on weekdays.

And one of the so-called world truths like physics, at a glance, you can know whether you will understand it, if you will, you will, if you will not, you will not.

Mathematics, chemistry, physics, etc., are absolutely impossible to pretend to understand brother.

Yimeng glanced at the questions on the smart blackboard, and she could understand every word, but when added together, she couldn't understand it, especially with some peculiar mechanical compositions.

Very well, not at all.

Yi Meng felt relieved. If this question was placed on the paper, it would also be a question on the bottom line, and no more than three people in the class could solve it.

It is estimated that the physics teacher is also dizzy, and will call him such a scumbag to do it.

A sincere apology.

Yi Meng didn't intend to waste time standing for a few more seconds like the others. He was about to give up his pen and step down from the podium, when he turned around and suddenly stopped.

A familiar and subtle static sensation came to mind like an aura.

(End of this chapter)