Fog Survival

This familiar feeling lasted for a few seconds, and a more powerful energy suddenly appeared in his mind.

A door that loomed suddenly appeared in his mind, and it became more and more specific, releasing terrifying energy.

Afterwards, Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly became clear, became high, and became indifferent and fearless.

A few seconds later, Qi Yuan's mouth curled up a smile and looked at the surrounding environment with interest. He muttered to himself: "Interesting, is this the energy of dreams?"

This energy is indeed so powerful that it is difficult to understand. It can make his memory disappear and be completely controlled by dreams.

Even if he actively releases his own defense, it is definitely a very difficult situation to make him, the master, fall into a dream.

Because only his body's passive defense is enough to resist most attacks for him, and it is impossible to hurt him.

That's why he was so surprised, because just a moment ago, he seemed to have lost all his memories, but soon recovered with the help of the door.

At this moment, he also looked around.

Is this the small house where he lived on the first day he came to the Misty Continent? The cold wind was blowing around, and there was only a straw mat, a table, a candle, and a "Mist Survival Manual" in the whole house.

With a faint smile, looking at every detail here, Qi Yuan was inexplicably sentimental.

Never thought that he would come back here one day.

Every detail here is so real, there is no difference from his memory, it is exactly the same, even every texture on the wood is so familiar.

The next moment he reacted, how can this be familiar? Because this book is what he looks like in his mind.

It should be that the dream eroded his mind and obtained part of the memory, so it was forced to create it for himself.

Moreover, the power of this dream is too strong, directly imitating all the elements, making everything here look so real.

"That's right, let's see what this dream wants to do!"

Qi Yuan was not in a hurry. It seemed that the threat was not very big. He could take a good look in this dream and see what was going on.

It was like playing a game. Walking the road again might have a different flavor.

Without much hesitation, he went to bed directly.

When he woke up the next morning, the situation was exactly as he thought. If it was according to the situation at that time, he should go out to find food at this time, and he would find two resource boxes in the end.

After thinking about it, Qi Yuan walked out of the house directly, and went directly to the two places where the resource boxes were found according to his memory.

But the strange thing is that he waited from day to night, but still found no trace of the resource boxes.

He even wanted to cut down trees and mine ores, but found that the surrounding resources had completely disappeared, and the important items that had helped him survive the first night seemed to be gone.

"Uh..." Qi Yuan was a little dazed, as if he understood the meaning of the dream.

When all the help in the past disappeared and he fell into a nightmare situation, what attitude should he take to face it?

Qi Yuan was also suddenly stunned. If he lost all his luck, could he still walk step by step to today?

He believed that there must be people in this world who were stronger than him and suitable for surviving in this land, but they were hindered by lack of luck and finally perished in the cold and hunger, and then died completely.

It was himself, as an ordinary person, who walked step by step to the end because of luck.

In this dream, such a situation really happened.

When he returned to the cabin, he had not gained anything, no food, no water, no resources, although he could not trade with others.

He could only watch the boiling chat area...

Qi Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, and he enjoyed the hunger, thirst, cold and even loneliness brought to him by the dream.

It was not just a physical sense, the dream seemed to affect his spirit, making him feel panic, loneliness, fear, and confusion...

All kinds of emotions surrounded his heart, and Qi Yuan could also drive these emotions away, but he did not, but enjoyed it silently.

This is another ending for himself, without any luck, silently heading towards death.

Endure the dark night and wake up the next day.

Still thinking about the original path, check around, the situation is no different from the first day, the things that helped him through the most difficult period did not appear this time, that is the secret realm!

In the past, he obtained extremely important resources such as spring water and crystal rice here, so he became a superior person directly, and his development speed far exceeded other survivors.

But this time, there was nothing.

Qi Yuan even cursed in his heart, "Can you be more practical and give me something to eat? You're not going to starve to death, are you?"

Unexpectedly, what he said really came true.

After a whole day of wandering around, he found a small pond around him, and some wild vegetables grew completely close to the ground around the pond.

Qi Yuan smiled, this might be the situation faced by other survivors, they didn't get the chance, didn't even find the resource box, and didn't even eat enough.

The water in this small pond should also be very dirty, but in the case of extreme hunger and thirst, no one should care.

Qi Yuan was the same. The dream brought him strong hunger and thirst. He had not eaten or drunk for two days, and his body should have reached the extreme.

In this case, he had no choice but to pick up the sewage and start drinking it, and picked all the wild vegetables back, which was just enough for today's food.

The soup was watery, and the green wild vegetables were stuffed into his mouth. It was not enough to fill his stomach, but made him even hungrier.

What was more serious was that in the middle of the night, he began to have diarrhea crazily.

That was all. There was no toilet in his mother's house, and he didn't dare to go out the door, which made his face green. At least he could stay in the house and stick his butt out the door, right?

In desperation, he had to use his own powerful strength and dismantled two wooden boards to make a toilet for himself.

In fact, the dream should have ended here, because he had gotten rid of the limitations of the dream and made his own strength affect the dream.

However, he still let the dream continue.

He probably understood what the meaning of dreams was.

It aroused the greatest fear in his heart, recalled the darkest time, and aroused all the hidden doubts, relief, and hatred in his heart...