Mystery: The arrival of the new Black Emperor

A certain day in the AD era.

Dr. Bolage encounters a very strange patient who is convinced that he can enter other people's dreams.

Of course, the reason why I find this patient strange is not because the patient has such strange thoughts.

After all, as a well-known psychiatrist and authoritative professor in the field of psychiatry, Borlager has seen patients with all kinds of strange thoughts.

But when he saw the patient for the first time, he could be sure that he must know the young man in front of him: "We, where have we met?"

As Borage spoke, he opened the case file. There were no photos on it, only a resume and previous cases written by other doctors.

The patient is called Freguera, who is 26 years old this year. He has been treated for a period of time before, but the previous treatment plan obviously had no effect.

Freguera, who has thick eyebrows and a bright smile, smiled and said: "Maybe, but I have no impression of you anymore."

He doesn't look like a psychopath at all.

Bolage shook his head slightly, feeling that what he had just said was somewhat rash, and that this patient was somewhat strange. Of course, every one of his patients was somewhat strange.

He cleared his throat and said, "Let's have a casual chat."

In Borag's view, a very important thing in treating mental illness is to find the cause. Only when the cause is found can effective treatment be carried out.

The way he looks for the cause of the disease is to chat with the patient. As he chats, he can often determine the cause of the patient's mental disorder.

Because of this special method of consultation, he did not read the cases written by the previous doctors at all.

"When did you feel that you could enter other people's dreams?" Borrag asked.

Fregra said without hesitation: "From the time of birth."

He went on to explain: "This is what my father told me. He said that that night, he and his mother had the same dream.

“I dreamed that I was born, and it turned out that I was actually born the next morning.

“My father said that the moment I was born, all the animals around our house felt uneasy.

"Later, I often dreamed about that scene."

Bolage asked curiously: "Which scene?"

"The scene of my own birth."

"Oh." Borlag casually wrote down on the medical record: suspected of having mild delusion.

He continued to ask: "The ability to enter other people's dreams must have brought you a lot of trouble, right?"

"That's right." Fregra immediately sat upright: "You are a competent doctor, unlike those other bastards who only classify my thoughts as delusional."

Bollag smiled and glanced at what he had just written down.

Just listen to Fregra continue: "When I was a child, I couldn't tell which places were safe and which places were dangerous in my dreams. Because I occasionally encountered danger, I was very mentally unstable.

"And more often than not, I can't tell which moments are the real thoughts of the dreamer and which ones are his imagination, so I often offend people."

He spread his hands with a helpless smile: "Can you imagine? A four or five-year-old child asked my father's good friend why he wanted to be intimate with my mother so much?"

Bolage smiled and said: "I often said the wrong things when I was a kid."

Then he asked: "So you didn't have any friends at that time?"

"Yes." Fregra said, "I have a friend named Allen."

"How did we meet?"

"At home." Freguera introduced enthusiastically: "Oh, yes, Alan is a border collie.

"He was born on the same day as me, and we are good friends who talk about everything."

Speaking of this, he gradually became sad, and sighed before saying: "Unfortunately, when I was 12 years old, Allen got lost.

"Many people say that it should have realized that it was about to die, so it chose to find a place to face death alone."

Borlager again wrote on the case: Ellen, Border Collie.

After writing this, I drew a triangle at the back to indicate that this is important information.

"You must be sad, right?" Borrag asked.

Fregra took a deep breath: "Fortunately, I often see it in my dreams."

Bollag smiled slightly: "I forgot about this ability of yours.

"How has your life changed since Allen was gone?"

His experience told him that this dog should be the initial reflection of Fregra's condition, so he planned to ask a few more questions about Allen.

"There are indeed some changes." Fregra replied: "As I grow older, I gradually become able to distinguish which places are safe and which are dangerous in dreams.

“I also understand what the dreamer has imagined, or what he doesn’t want others to know, so he will try not to mention it.

"As a result, my spirits improved a lot, and I gradually stopped being annoyed by others."

This change somewhat surprised Borlag: "Now, is there a new problem bothering you?"

Theoretically, if the patient's logic becomes self-consistent, the symptoms can be improved, and at least they will look normal most of the time.

After the age of 12, this patient obviously had a tendency to heal on his own. It must be that my condition has gotten worse recently for unknown reasons, so I came to see a doctor again.

"That's right." Fregla seemed to take a deep breath out of habit: "Recently I have encountered a very strange problem. Sometimes I dream that I will appear in a strange world.

"At the beginning, I would only stay in that world for three or four days, then a week, and now I can stay in a strange place for a month.

"Every time I fall asleep and wake up, I will have a strong sense of separation.

"Can you imagine it? When I lie down, it is June 1st, and when I wake up, it is clearly June 2nd, but it feels like July 1st. "

Bolag wrote on the case: Is the condition worse?

He asked: "Can you tell me in detail, what kind of world is that?"

"It is a normal modern human society." Fregla replied: "But it is not in the United States, but in an Asian country.

"I don't know why I am so familiar with the living habits there. I had a pretty good time there."

Borag asked again: "Have you had similar situations before?"

"Yes, but it was only a few hours, or even a few minutes. Before I could figure out what was going on, the dream ended."

"What do you think happened?"

"I think?"

"Yes, you think." Borag said: "Because I don't have the ability to enter other people's dreams, I lack the corresponding professional knowledge."

Fregla praised again: "You are a competent doctor."

Then he paused and said: "I have some assumptions, thinking whether I can connect someone's dream with reality.

"But I'm not sure if it's the case, so I want to find a professional to confirm it."

He shook his head and said helplessly: "But people think that they are illusions.

"I saw that you published several papers on dreams before, and I got a lot of inspiration, so I wanted to listen to your ideas."

Borag touched his hair and smiled: "That was a long time ago, but I did do some research on dreams, and I think dreams should be used to treat mental illnesses.

"Unfortunately, we have no way to manipulate dreams."

He continued to ask: "Have you tried to find the area where your dream appeared?"

"I did." Borag said: "I also found my own 'role' in the dream."

Speaking of this, he suddenly said seriously: "But when I found that person, he was dead!

"And the time of death was probably when I woke up from the dream."

Borag understood: "In other words, you lived for a month from the perspective of a stranger, and when you woke up, he was dead?"

"Probably like this."

Borag couldn't help frowning, and then wrote "paranoia" on the medical record, but then drew a question mark behind it.

At this time, Fregla asked: "Doctor, do you have any suggestions?"

Borag was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly crossed out what he had written on the medical record, and then said: "To be honest, I don't think dreams are connected to the real world.

"The reason why you feel connected is because you are connected to another person's dream, and through dreams you are connected to another real world.

"As for the time difference problem, I don't understand it either."

He put the case and pen on the table and said: "But as a doctor, I want to tell you that you are also likely to suffer from severe paranoia.

"I suggest that you go to find the scene in your dream again with your family. If the result is the same as the result you found alone before, it is beyond my understanding.

"If you don't find the places you dreamed of, I suggest you come to me for hospitalization."

Fregla nodded and said: "So far, the advice you gave is the most pertinent.

"Thank you very much for your advice. I can be sure that I don't have paranoia."

Then he asked: "Doctor, if you continue to study dreams without delaying your work and life, are you willing to continue to do related research? "

Borag smiled and shook his head: "I can't continue to study dreams just because I want to. It requires a lot of high-end and professional equipment.

"The key is that I have to design some equipment myself. After all, there are no very professional instruments for dream research at present."

Fregla smiled and said: "These are not problems. I just want to ask if you are willing?

"Well, I will try my best to provide you with the conditions you need. All the research results are yours. I just want to figure out some problems. "

Borag was somewhat moved, as if he had regained the ideal of finding new channels for treating mental illness when he was young: "I'll think about it. "

Fregla nodded: "I'll come again tomorrow. "

Bolag was slightly stunned, and just watched the patient in front of him get up and leave.

Just when he was about to organize the patient's files and rewrite the case, Bolag suddenly opened his eyes.

He woke up!

...

Looking at the bright curtains, Bolag was slightly stunned. The diagnosis and treatment process just now turned out to be a dream!

But... it was too realistic!

For a moment, Bolag couldn't tell whether it was reality just now or reality now.

While having breakfast, Borlag saw his three-year-old daughter looking out the window at the street. He solemnly told her to eat seriously.

But the daughter suddenly asked: "Dad, can I have a puppy?"

Bollag said casually: "Don't we already have Piccolo at home?"

Bick is their family's poodle.

"That's different." The daughter said in a sweet voice, "There is a puppy on the road outside. It is very obedient and we had a great time chatting."

Bollag was slightly startled: "Have you had a great time chatting?"

This reminded him of the patient Fregra's description he met in his dream last night.

At this time, the eldest son smiled while eating breakfast: "When did you learn the language of dogs?"

The daughter said seriously: "It can talk."

Borrag contacted him again and asked: "What did it say? When did you meet it? What kind of puppy is it?"

"It says it's waiting for a friend, and that friend is receiving your treatment." The little girl thought for a while and said, "It seems like yesterday, and it seems like today."

Finally she shook her head: "I don't know what kind it is."

Borage's expression gradually became serious. At this time, his daughter was not very clear about the difference between yesterday and the day before yesterday, so sometimes she was not very clear about the question of which day.

So he took his mobile phone and searched several photos of border collies for his daughter to identify. Finally, her daughter pointed to a black and white sheepdog and said, "It's similar to this one."

Bollag immediately fell into deep thought and didn't even bother to eat. He immediately drove to the hospital and contacted several of his classmates and friends to get the latest information on dream research.

But then he discovered that there was too little research on dreams. The friends he found were all scientists with cutting-edge research topics, but he did not get much useful information.

This incident made him unmotivated to work all day long, and he had insomnia at night, but in that moment he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

…

When Bollag came back to his senses, he found that he was already sitting in the office again. At this time, Freguera opened the door and came in: "Doctor, how have you considered it?"

Bollag stood up suddenly: "You, you really have the ability to enter other people's dreams!"

Fregra pursed his lips and smiled: "You finally believe it?"

Borrag sat back in his chair and asked: "So last night, no, last night, the border collie waiting outside was Allen?"

"Yes."

Bolage asked again: "So, you and Allen 'talked about everything', did you talk about everything in your dream?"

"Yes."

Borrag sat there motionless, thinking for most of a minute before asking: "How are you going to fund my research?"

"As long as you have used the instrument, I can show it to you in your dream." Fregra said: "It doesn't matter even if you don't understand the principle.

“If you’ve just heard of it but haven’t seen it, if you know where it is, I can help you present it.

“As for the instruments that need to be designed, I will enter the dream state of the relevant designer and ask him to help you design it.

"All research is done in dreams, so it won't delay your life and work."

Bollag nodded: "Okay, I am willing to do corresponding research. Can I go out directly from here and study the dreams outside?"

"It's best not to leave the hospital." Fregra said: "Because there are many unknown dangers outside.

"I have thought about this idea for a long time, but it is not a good idea, because your research on the outside world is just like the research on the entire universe in the real world, and it is difficult to achieve much results.

"I will simulate a laboratory for you in the hospital so that you can use instruments to study the second level of dreams. The research results there will be the same as studying the current dream in the real world."

Bolage understood: "In other words, the experimental results here are common to the experimental results in the real world."

Fregra nodded.

Finally, Bolage asked, "What do you want to know?"

"I would like to know why the recent dreams have become very unstable?" Fregra said: "I don't know why, but some changes suddenly occurred in the dream world some time ago.

“That’s when I started to enter unfamiliar environments uncontrollably and stayed there for a month or two.

“Well, I took a nap during the day and ended up on another planet for two months!

“I think as time goes by, I may spend more and more time in dreams.

"I think finding out why dreams are unstable will help me understand my current situation."

Bollag nodded and said: "I need a few experimental subjects, preferably those related to the recent instability in the dream.

"For example, people who are affected by the instability of dreams."

"No problem." Fregra said: "I will provide it for you."

Borrag asked again: "Did you go to an alien planet this time?"

"Yes." Fregra took a deep breath and said: "Originally, I thought that the changes in the dream world would only allow me to appear somewhere on the earth. Now it seems that I may visit any place that can produce dreams. A planet of intelligent creatures.”

Then, they began to plan the laboratory. After obtaining the corresponding instruments and experimental objects in an instant, Borrag's research began immediately.

In the blink of an eye, a week in the real world passed like this. When Borrag was doing research in the dream laboratory, Freguera suddenly opened the door and came in.

He looked very tired, and the sunshine and cheerfulness he had before had disappeared.

"Some results have been achieved!" Borlag immediately said: "I discovered that the instability of dreams has a source. This source is probably in Europe, but the specific location cannot be determined yet.

"I need you to bring an experimental subject from each European country. The source of instability should be found soon."

"Okay." Fregra pinched his forehead and asked, "How many more days will it take?"

"A week." Then Bollag said: "You look tired."

"Yes." Fregra took a deep breath: "I stayed in the dream for five full years yesterday, and I almost regarded life in the real world as a dream."

He touched his face with his hand and said helplessly: "This feeling is so wonderful. When I woke up, I almost forgot about the research I asked you to do."

Bollag was stunned for a while. It was hard to imagine what it would be like to sleep for five years.

He paused before saying: "My suggestion is that you prepare some notes by your bedside to avoid forgetting something important."

Fregra smiled helplessly again: "I will."

At this time, Borlag saw a border collie at the door: "Is that Allen?"

"Yes."

Bollag asked curiously: "You...did you 'create' it in a dream?"

Fregra was suddenly stunned: "I...I seem...as if...in the real world...with it?"

He pinched his forehead and found that he really couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality!

Seeing that the other party's mental state was very bad, Bolage suggested: "You'd better go out for a walk more and relax yourself."

Fregra nodded: "I will...I will..."

As he spoke, he left in a daze. The border collie took a deep look at Borag and also left.

Another week later, Freguera came to the hospital very haggardly and drank wine. He asked Borlag sitting in the office in a hoarse voice: "Are there any results?"

This time the border collie followed, closer to Fregra than last time.

"Yes!" Bollag said: "But before I tell you the specific location, I need you to promise me that I can continue my research in the dream."

Fregra took a few sips of wine and said, "Okay, you can tell me."

Borage then said: "In the Kiev Oblast in Ukraine, probably in Pripyat."

Fregra was stunned: "Pripyat?"

"Say another name and you might know it well." Bollag said: "Chernobyl."

Fregra nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Then when he stretched out his hand, Bollag suddenly felt a pain in his chest, then his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

In the face of Borage's surprise, Fregra took another sip of wine before smiling crazily and saying: "I'm sorry, I don't have any patience with this world anymore.

"You may not know that the day before yesterday, I stayed in a strange world for a hundred years!

“From the birth of a creature, to growth, to adulthood, and to death.

"Hehehe, you can't imagine that kind of pain."

He carried the bottle of wine and walked out step by step. The border collie glanced at Borag with some regret, and then followed him out.

Tomorrow morning Dr. Borlager will be discovered by his family, having died of a heart attack during the night.

…

Fregra woke up suddenly, and he first reached for the wine on the bedside table.

At this time, his eyes were red and his face was pale. He had not slept for two days and two nights.

Fregra was wandering in the dream just now. He entered the dream on his own initiative. It could not be regarded as sleep at all. Every time he woke up, he would be more tired.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that he doesn't dare to sleep.

Based on the superposition rules of the previous dream world, he estimated that if he entered the dream world again with normal sleep, he would stay there for at least 200 years. When he returned to this world, he would definitely go crazy.

Gudong Gudong~

Fregra took a few sips of wine and saw the border collie not far away: "Hey, man, many times I wonder if I am really delusional. Why are you always by my side?"

Silence fell in the dim room.

"I'm really crazy." Freguera took another sip of wine before starting to pack his luggage and rush to the airport.

After buying the corresponding ticket, Freguera was preparing to go through security and enter the terminal. While queuing, he suddenly noticed a strange instrument at the security checkpoint. It had a huge base and the middle looked like a giant printer. There is also a soldier operating on the side.

Fregra suddenly had a bad premonition.

The next second, the soldier who was looking at the computer suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Fregra.

Fregra immediately pulled the soldier into a deep sleep, and learned in the other's dream that this instrument came from the research of the Chernobyl Institute and could detect fluctuations of extraordinary power!

Chernobyl!

Fregra sneered and immediately left the queue waiting for the security check.

At this moment, he suddenly looked towards the top of the tall building opposite.

Bang~

A sniper rifle sounded, and the sniper on the rooftop opposite shot at Freguera, who had left the team.

The sniper immediately reported through the headset: "Killed!"

But there was no reply from the other end of the headset, and the sniper was slightly stunned.

At this time, the space in front of him suddenly cracked like a broken mirror. His hand was still on the trigger, and he had not fired at all just now!

The target had fled the scene.

This surprised the sniper. Did he have a hallucination just now?

Also surprised were the soldiers at the security checkpoint. In the blink of an eye, the enemy had fled.

However, the target certainly cannot run far, and his whereabouts can be found quickly through surveillance.

At this time, Freguera was hiding in a narrow street not far from the airport, surrounded by garbage and excrement.

But he was too sleepy to walk.

Fregra had spent a lot of energy just now. If he maintained the dream for a long time, he was afraid that he would fall asleep, so both the sniper and the soldier quickly woke up from the dream.

He had already made a deep cut on the palm of his hand, relying on the pain to stay awake for the last time.

At this time, police sirens sounded all around, as if the surrounding streets were full of police cars.

Freguera struggled to his feet and continued running away with the border collie.

He turned around suddenly and let the soldiers who were chasing him fall asleep.

Bang bang~

But soldiers from the other direction rushed over and fired two shots at Fregra, one of which hit him in the chest and knocked him to the ground.

Fregra was suddenly in a trance, not knowing whether he was going to sleep or die.

Then he felt like everything around him became unreal. Could this still be a dream?

At this time, the border collie stepped forward at a leisurely pace, and an invisible ripple spread out, causing all the surrounding soldiers to fall asleep.

The shepherd dog looked at Fregra and suddenly said: "Let me tell you a story.

"Once upon a time, a sheepdog and a little boy were born on the same day, almost at the same time. The birth of the sheepdog made the surrounding creatures aware of something strange, and there were some signs of chaos.

“At that time, people thought those abnormalities were caused by the birth of little boys.

“The sheepdog grew up with the little boy and became very good friends, both in the dream world and in the real world.

"Later, the little boy showed some amazing abilities, and he would almost always appear in anyone's dreams.

“But people overlooked the sheepdog that appeared with the little boy.

“People thought that the little boy had the ability to enter other people’s dreams, but it was actually the sheepdog who had these abilities.

"It wasn't until the little boy was 12 years old that one of his classmates was jealous of his abilities, tricked the little boy into the wild, and then shot him to death with a pistol."

Fregra's eyes narrowed and he looked at the sheepdog in front of him in disbelief. He seemed to have suddenly recalled many things!

The surrounding soldiers who rushed to support fell asleep in batches, but the shepherd dog still looked very calm. It continued to tell the story: "When the shepherd dog learned all this, it often entered the murderer's dream. Gradually changed some of his subconscious thoughts.

"Under the accumulation of changes over time, the murderer gradually believed that he was a little boy! Until today, until now!"

"Hoho hoho~" "Fregera" tried hard to say something, but he couldn't say anything at this time. He tried hard to raise his hand, but he couldn't catch anything.

The shepherd dog finally said: "The little boy's name is Allen, and the shepherd dog's name is Fregra.

“Yes, actually my name is Fregra.

"After the death of the little boy, I explored the dream world more deeply and found that my appearance was more like a mutation in the dream world, and my situation was actually very dangerous.

"So, I gave you some ability to control dreams and called my name.

"Today, more than ten years later, this approach finally paid off. After the dream world suddenly became unstable, you finally replaced me and were affected by the distortion and madness of the dream world, falling into a long-term dream.

"But I was hardly affected at all."

As he spoke, he grew larger and grew four more legs, eventually becoming more like a wolf than a shepherd.

This is the recent mutation that has gradually occurred in its body under the influence of the dream world.

"I can feel that the world is about to undergo huge changes now, and my changes are the best evidence." The Eight-Legged Demon Wolf said: "So I took back my name and became Fregra again!

"In this way, I will establish a close connection with the dream world again, and I can use the dream world to resist the drastic changes that will occur in the world in the near future."

After saying that, it took a slight step on its eight legs and ran a long distance.

The man on the ground looked at Fregra's back and breathed his last breath.