don't open your eyes [unlimited]

At the invitation of Ling Su, I came to the back square, and when I saw the rather luxurious wooden carriage, Z1 still couldn't calm down.

"Think about it, after all, the background is still pirates and sailing ships."

The hypnotist took the initiative to apply for the job of the groom, and turned back with a whip: "We have treated patients with delusional disorder before. That friend insisted that he lived on an island like Robinson Robinson. We finally rowed Take him out of dreamland in a canoe..."

Until the first half of the nineteenth century, horse-drawn carriages were the well-deserved main force of European transportation.

In a port full of new gadgets brought by the industrial revolution, but also full of relics of the old age of discovery, it is almost normal to have a horse-drawn carriage.

As for the car key... Of course, the carriage also needs a car key.

In fact, the carriage needs quite a few keys.Because Ling Su not only opened the car door for them, but also opened the stables, found a few horses that were not completely frightened by the storm, harnessed them out, and comforted them with sweet bananas.

Zhuang Die was very interested in this activity, and quickly peeled a basket of bananas, and went to find a good-looking horse.

"...not this question."

Z1 rubbed his forehead and looked at the hypnotist: "Why did you find a broken branch and tie a banana to it..."

"Ah, this is very simple." The hypnotist explained, "I have never learned how to drive a horse-drawn cart, and I can't make them turn and go straight as I want."

"After previous experiments, the effect is not bad."

The hypnotist fixed the simple device: "As long as I hang it where the horse wants to bite but can't reach it, and shake it lightly when needed..."

Halfway through the hypnotist's speech, he seemed to suddenly realize that something was wrong. After a pause, he was abruptly interrupted by a series of extremely unnatural coughs of his own.

"Stop pretending to cough!" Z1 couldn't find anything to shoot, so he slapped his thigh hard, "That's what you did when I was pulling the sled!"

"What about 'previous experiments'!"

Z1 said indignantly: "I am the subject of the experiment, of course the effect is not bad! The rails are right there, I know how to turn without you shaking!"

"Ah...Brother Yi Ze." The hypnotist gestured to the rags that fell aside, "Your backstage is still open..."

Z1: "..."

He didn't care about arguing with the hypnotist, he sprinted back, picked up the broken piece and put it in his pocket.

Seeing the screen in the background flickering several times under cognitive interference, and then turning gray again, Z1 heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to strongly condemn the hypnotist with his gaze.

At this moment, Zhuang Die had already picked out the horse, and he and Ling Su walked back with one of them.

"If conditions permit, it's actually not bad to ride directly there."

Ling Su rubbed the little curly hair: "It's a pity that in Mr. Yiwen's concept, horses don't seem to be used for riding."

While Zhuang Die was studying another horse, Ling Su tried it out, but the tall horse, which was still standing on the ground chewing bananas, groaned and sat down on the ground with him. .

"Most likely there was an accident when I was a child, which left me with a psychological shadow of not being able to ride a horse."

The hypnotist said: "We had a visitor before. The bicycle in his dream was used to knock people into the air. As long as he rode it, he would immediately leak air and fall apart, and the valve core could collapse and fly three meters high."

Although he knew very little about the highly difficult dream realms that professionals were responsible for, the hypnotist was more knowledgeable than the three people present when it came to the weird and weird.

Visitors who would go to a private psychological counseling agency to help deal with Dreamland, most of the problems they encountered were not too serious.

For example, the client mentioned above was hit by a bicycle when he was a child.At the same time, I also witnessed the scene where the bicycle fell apart, so even after I was an adult, I couldn't learn to ride a bicycle anyway, and my hands trembled when I sat on it.

There was also the client who intermittently had mild delusional symptoms, because he was very tired after waking up every day, as if he had chopped wood in the forest overnight, and sometimes it was like swallowing a liter of salty seawater raw.

……

These problems are not considered a threat to personal safety, nor are they serious enough to require professionals to solve them, but they do affect life to some extent.

If private institutions are banned and all these are handed over to the current limited taskers, I am afraid that the quota of high-risk dream domains that need to be dealt with urgently will be severely squeezed-it is precisely because of this that "Cocoon" will send out invitations to hypnotists and other dreamers , to provide them with more professional assistance and support.

"Except for these... Listening to what you said, the boundary between dreams and reality is indeed becoming more and more blurred."

The more Z1 listened, the more he couldn't help frowning: "If we follow the previous analogy, the scale and extent of this tide may be unprecedented in the past."

"Indeed." The hypnotist was helping to harness the carriage, but his expression became serious when he heard this, and he nodded, "We feel this more clearly than you."

As time went by, these private institutions became more aware that there were more and more variations of ordinary dreams that needed to be dealt with, and the distance from reality was getting closer and closer.

Although these mutations only occur in dreams, the subconscious changes they cause can actually affect and change a person.

Not only dream processing, but even their psychological counseling institutions have become much busier.Even those who are not trapped in the dream realm may not be able to guarantee the absolute solidity and stability of consciousness, and it is not uncommon for people to be taken advantage of by "black shadows".

"You should also be careful in normal times." The hypnotist reminded, "If you suddenly fall into a certain emotion that you can't break free for no reason, you must be vigilant, and you can't completely indulge in it..."

While speaking, the carriage has been packed.

The hypnotist jumped into the groom's seat, and the others sat in the comfortable semi-open carriage at the back.

Fortunately, in Little Ivan's memory, the horses were very docile when they were pulling the cart, and the two horses started to walk without the hypnotist yelling at them.

Z1 was still thinking about what the hypnotist said, but for some reason, he remembered the simple sketch drawn by Ling Su: "Ling team."

Ling Suzheng and Zhuang Die were talking in a low voice, and raised their eyes upon hearing this.

"If one day, the sea of ​​the subconscious overflows the sand..." Z1 asked, "what will happen?"

Ling Su leaned back into the seat, put his arm on the back of the chair behind Zhuang Die, knocked lightly a few times, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Z1 didn't expect to get an answer at first, he just turned his head and looked at the slowly receding scenery on both sides.

In Ivan's memory, the pier surrounded by night is also quiet and gentle.

The cool sea breeze blows across the face, with the salty taste that will never disappear at any time, making people easily think of the vast ocean that seems to be boundless.

Even in that crazy sea storm, everything on this pier seemed so small, as if it would be swallowed by a tsunami in the next moment.

"'Cocoon' is right on the beach, and we're here to stop that from happening."

Ling Su suddenly said: "The subconscious world will always be blocked from reality...we will fight for this."

He tapped on the carriage lightly, and said slowly: "We explore for this, we travel for this. We defend an ordinary and normal world until we exhaust the last bit of reason, sobriety, and all self-awareness. "

The hypnotist sitting in the coachman's seat was suddenly startled, and couldn't help admiring: "Captain Ling..."

"I didn't say that."

Ling Su added calmly: "This is the "Pioneer's Declaration", which was later directly used as the oath of entry for official taskers. You should have memorized it too, right?"

He looked at Z1 and snapped his fingers casually to light up the torch on the carriage.

Z1 understood Ling Su's meaning.

He was silent in front of those jumping flames, and after a long while, he suddenly laughed, and rubbed his forehead vigorously: "...that's right."

This is the oath of the first generation of pioneers. The research at that time was not comprehensive, and the act of exploring the depths of the subconscious itself was quite dangerous. already have a considerable degree of protection.

The reason for continuing to keep this oath is mainly to let them, the taskers, understand that experience, and thank the first generation for all their contributions and sacrifices.

When taking the oath to join the team, Z1 did read these contents along with it, but he didn't know much about it at the time, and he didn't think about it much.

If it wasn't because he entered the opposite world by mistake and learned a lot of information from Ling Su that has not been made public, perhaps until now, he would not have considered these issues specially.

... Or maybe, these questions didn't need to be considered in the first place.

Since they are here to stop the largest "sea storm" in history, they will not let the waves break through the defense line and cross the beach until the last tasker loses himself.

As for what will happen after that, they can't help them to worry about it.

……

"But it's really cool!"

After learning that it wasn't Ling Su's improvisation, the hypnotist regretted for a moment, and then couldn't help asking: "As long as you are a tasker, can you read this passage then?"

"It's like this for those who are directly under the task." Z1 didn't expect his focus to be here, he was stunned for a moment, and thought about it carefully, "Subordinates and subordinates should not be needed...but maybe in the future."

After all, the decision made by the headquarters of "Cocoon" is to further promote this tasker model, and finally strive to achieve a certain kind of stable normalization.

With the progress of the dream mutation, maybe this sentence will be brought up again and regarded as an official declaration again.

The hypnotist got a fairly satisfactory answer and nodded.

He shook the banana tied to the wooden stick, made the two horses turn along the railroad track, and carefully considered the possibility of pulling Yan Xun into the gang.

Z1 was a little dumbfounded, he really admired the acceptance ability of these psychological professionals, turned back to look at Ling Su: "Ling team——"

He didn't intend to ask Ling Su where he knew this part of the oath, and was about to change the subject to say something else, when his gaze accidentally swept across the nearby jungle, but he froze in horror.

The hypnotist noticed his strangeness, leaned back his shoulders and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that someone is following us." Z1 frowned tightly, "I saw a shadow just now...it disappeared in the blink of an eye."

The hypnotist turned around in astonishment.

The originally relaxed atmosphere seemed to freeze a bit suddenly because of this sentence.

"Are you sure?" The hypnotist's voice trembled a little, "This dream...should not have any supernatural elements, right?"

In the timeline in the dream realm, after all, just now a boat full of people was buried in a storm at sea.

And they are not completely sure whether Mr. Ivan has any beliefs, whether he believes in some legends such as reincarnation of life and death...

This is the most troublesome type of dreamland to deal with. Even if it is clear that there are no real ghosts and ghosts, facing the projection of the inner fear of the person concerned, the real experience of being in a large real-life 6D haunted house is not compromised at all. of.

Don't look at Yan Xun, who is calm and self-sustaining, as if he will never lose his composure at any time.When the hypnotist fell into a dream with him and dealt with the dream domain of a visitor who had just watched "Midnight Ring", Yan Xun was once frightened by the shadow in white clothes climbing down the stairs and lost control on the spot... a whole week after that Dr. Yan forced himself into the hypnotist's room with his sleeping bag.

"It's too fast, I didn't see it clearly... Maybe I was wrong."

Z1 frowned, and looked around intently: "Everyone, keep quiet, don't make any noise..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was startled by the chainsaw that suddenly popped up automatically and started to run wildly and silently, and quickly jumped back to the position of the hypnotist's driver: "Ah!"

The latter was looking around frightenedly, and suddenly found a strong figure on the seat, and was so frightened that he raised his leg and kicked Z1 who was close at hand: "Ah!!"

The two horses were catching the dangling bananas, and they were startled by the figure falling out of nowhere. They instinctively raised their hooves to kick them vigorously, and neighed loudly: "咴!!!!"

……

"It seems that I read it right."

Ling Su sat in the carriage that was fine before, but suddenly lost control and ran wildly, took the chainsaw calmly, and turned off the switch.

He took the terrified hypnotist out of the driver's seat and stuffed him into the corner of the carriage.

After clearing the obstacles, Ling Su stretched his backhand behind him, firmly reined in the reins of the horse that was floating in the air, stopped the startled horse that was out of control, and stopped the carriage.

After dealing with these things quickly, Ling Su immediately let go of the rein, and put Zhuang Die, who had turned into a small steel wool ball, into his arms and began to snort.

The hypnotist froze for a long time, and finally opened his mouth: "Ling Dui, you just said... Did you read anything wrong?"

"There is indeed a figure." Ling Su took down a torch with one hand, held it up and shook it, "I saw it too."

The hypnotist shuddered: "Then let's leave first? Is it not safe to stop here? Or wait until dawn before continuing to explore..."

After adding this extra setting, the hypnotist felt chills down his back when he remembered that he and Z1 were wandering around the pier for a long time.

He subconsciously looked back, only to belatedly realize something was wrong: "Where's Z1?"

"That's it." Ling Su nodded, "No way, no matter how anxious you are, you have to wait."

Ling Su held the little curly hair in his arms, and patiently rubbed his back in circles.

He held up the torch and roughly estimated the time: "Wait for about 50 seconds, and Z1 will catch up with the wheels that we were run off."

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