star hunter

The bedroom in his memory has gradually taken shape.

It's like playing Sims, a room is created from scratch, walls, bed cabinets, lamps, accessories... everything emerges, exactly as in the impression.

Zhong Yuncong was lying on the soft and thick carpet, looking at the glowing chandelier on the top, the gash in his throat was still bleeding, and his chest was heaving violently, but these did not prevent him from laughing out loud.

This room of tens of square meters isolated all the sounds that made him feel cold and fearful. He knew that he had finally opened up his own safe zone in the world controlled by Zong Zhengzheng.

Even though he was still very young, it was enough to make him feel ashamed and elated.

The throat injury was getting worse and worse, and he had a premonition that in this dream, he would die soon, but the successful restoration of this bedroom gave him great confidence.

Maybe it will work this time!

Just when he was about to close his eyes and "wait for death", he accidentally caught a glimpse of the cross-stitch of "home and everything prospers" on the wall.I don't know what's going on, the thing that I detested to death at the beginning, but now I just look at it, and my nose feels sore.

I don't know how my mother is doing... I really want to see her.

As soon as this idea appeared, his heart began to beat wildly, and the desire in his heart was out of control—maybe it was not a delusion?If the bedroom in memory can be brought into being within reach, then why...can't people?

He was originally dreaming, and his wish was hard to come true in reality, so he naturally had to do his best in the dream.

He let out a long breath, then closed his eyes, and began to recall his mother's appearance.

Compared with a bunch of dead objects, the memory of the living people who often get along with each other is obviously much higher, and they are also much more vivid. Zhong Yun has never spent much effort to almost outline the image of his mother. When recalling some details , Caught off guard, the room shook violently.

This sudden episode interrupted the smooth sailing process. Zhong Yun opened his mouth annoyed, and immediately changed color when he heard the roar of foreign species mixed with the violent impact.

It's not that simple, Zong Zheng doesn't allow him to settle down, even though he has reversed part of the situation, his superiors are still not satisfied with it.

Well, I see what you mean.Zhong Yuncong sighed, and was about to put aside what he was doing for the time being and follow Zong Zhengzheng's request, when a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Cong Cong, stop playing your broken game, come out and eat quickly!"

Zhong Yun trembled all over, almost all the blood in his body poured into his brain.

This sentence is really familiar.

Nonsense, after listening to it for 20 years, can you not be familiar with it?Zhong Yun covered his eyes and laughed. He once fantasized that he might wait until he went out for a few years someday before he would have the heart of a wanderer who wanted to cry when he heard the sound, but he didn't expect that this day Much earlier than expected.

He stood up with difficulty and staggered towards the door.

The attack from outside is still going on, and the space he created is already in jeopardy under the pressure of Zong Zhengzheng, and it will collapse at any time.

At that time, he will inevitably fail again.

But these are never so important to Zhong Yun at this moment.

The room was shaking like an earthquake, the ceiling was cracked, cobweb-like cracks appeared on the walls, the chandelier was shaking wildly, and dust fell down every time he took a step forward.

"Dangdang!"

But just a short distance away, the chandelier that he had worked so hard to turn into reality fell heavily behind him. Zhong Yuncong looked back and found that the whole bedroom was in a mess. He smiled wryly, thinking of heaven, One thought of hell.

"Why are you so disobedient, child?!" The mother's voice came again, which probably had something to do with the extreme nostalgia for her in his mind.

Even though the situation was terrible, his mother's nagging cheered him up. When he reached out to open the door, the doorknob turned automatically.

Zhong Yuncong's breathing stagnated, and the blood in his whole body was almost frozen.

The door was pushed halfway open, and the middle-aged lady with a slightly plump figure in an apron stood in front of the door aggressively, her willow eyebrows were erected: "Believe it or not, I smashed your broken computer... Ouch!"

After she saw the chaos in the room and the horrific wound on her son's neck, Zhong's mother, who was still furious, suddenly lost her legs. She panicked and supported the pale-faced Zhong Yuncong: "Son ...What's wrong with you? Don't scare mom..."

Zhong Yuncong's vision suddenly became a little blurred, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He shook his head, did not explain, but took a step forward, and hugged the woman tightly in his arms.

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back to see you, definitely."

After he finished speaking, the shaking room and the panic-stricken woman disappeared abruptly.

And Zhong Yun fell back uncontrollably from himself.

When he opened his eyes again, he met Zong Zhengze's eyes full of inquiry.

After another failed exit, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, he looked away guiltily, and murmured like a mosquito: "I'm sorry..."

Zong Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth in the blind spot of his perspective, but soon returned to his expressionless poker face, and then said softly, "Wipe your face first."

Zhong Yuncong was startled when he heard the words, and then wiped his face with the back of his hand, only to find that his face was covered with tears.

Damn...it's so fucking embarrassing!

Zhong Yuncong hurriedly wiped his face dry with his sleeve, but in the end he lowered his head even lower.

"I...that...that's..." He hesitated for a long time but did not come out with a complete sentence, Zong Zheng shook his hand: "Okay, I'm not interested in your family affairs. You rest, after a quarter of an hour, continue .”

"Yes!"

Zhong Yuncong glanced out of the pitch-black window, then at the wall clock on the wall, and found that it was past one o'clock in the morning.

Tiredness flooded him like a tide, and he stretched quietly, but he didn't dare to complain, after all, the chief was still with him at such a late hour.

Although he didn't see anything on his face and didn't say anything, it must be a big burden for him to accompany him in this special training time and time again.

Zhong Yuncong was still very sorry.

"By the way, the Zongju Bureau..." "What's the matter?"

He originally wanted to say thank you, but Zong Zhengzheng blocked his words with a look. What he wanted to say might sound like a bluff to the Zongju Bureau, and he might be scolded if he said it.

Zhong Yuncong weighed it up, then swallowed the words silently.

"Cough, it's nothing."

Zong Zheng could probably guess what the kid wanted to say, and smiled again, but then he thought about the woman that Zhong Yun had peeped from the dream.

His "mother", Zong Zhengze, had a very good eye. After sifting through his memory, he finally confirmed that he had never seen this person before.

Is it the woman that man was looking for outside?

Zong Zheng sneered secretly, that old guy really enjoyed it, he made such a crime back then, but in the whole Mengchuan, he was the only one who escaped, and got his wife and son together to enjoy the family happiness.

This world is really unfair.

From the corner of Zong Zhengzheng's eyes, Zhong Yuncong, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, quickly passed by Zhong Yuncong, his eyes became a little complicated. He was really good to this child, but Zhong Yuncong was just a carefully cared chess piece after all. That's all, not to mention Zhong Zhiyuan, even his biological parents are not much better.

Just when he was deep in thought, Zhong Yuncong suddenly called him: "Zongju?"

Zong Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, quickly adjusted his expression, and then looked over calmly: "Huh?"

"I'm almost done, let's get started."

Without saying much, he quickly plunged into a new nightmare.

This journey is still much more difficult than he imagined. Although he now has a certain ability to protect himself, he is unable to break through again in a short period of time. The next few dreams are exactly the same - he constructed it himself. A safe zone is still not enough to become a fortress to protect him.

However, his life-saving time has been extended a lot, but this also means that the dreaming time is much longer than before, and the sequelae that follow are that his mental and physical strength are exhausted.

After experiencing several "deaths", Zhong Yuncong almost lost the strength to open his eyes.

Zong Zheng walked up to him slowly, and at the same time opened the curtains. Even with his eyes closed, the sudden white light still stimulated Zhong Yuncong's retina.

He turned his face sideways with great effort, barely lifted his eyelids, and glanced at the faint morning light.

He suddenly felt a little hopeless.

This night...is it already over?

And so far, he still failed to survive in the dream.

"Zongju..." He murmured, "I'm so useless..."

Zong Zheng stared at him condescendingly, and after hearing what he said, he shook his head and sighed.

His reaction chilled Zhong Yuncong's heart.

"It's not that you're useless, but you've been taken care of by Zhong Zhiyuan."

Zhong Yuncong was stunned: "I... don't understand what you mean..."

"Your aggressiveness is too weak." Zong Zheng squatted down, his eyes sharply caught his gaze, "You only want to change this dream of mine in order to protect yourself, but if you don't get rid of that group of alien species, you You will never be able to achieve this goal... You know, puppies can't survive in the jungle, you have to show your fangs and claws and force yourself to evolve into a wolf."

Zhong Yuncong's lips moved, but he couldn't say any rebuttal words.

"Since you have the ability to change, why," Zong Zheng smiled slightly, "don't try to seize the dominance of the dream, or simply destroy my dream?"

"Once you destroy it, all threats to you will disappear with it."

Zhong Yuncong stared at him blankly.

"Do you care about me?" Zong Zheng shook his head with a smile, "No, no, you just need to show your best ability, and don't need to think about other things."

Zhong Yuncong took a deep breath, letting the suffocation in his chest sink slowly.

"I see."