don't open your eyes [unlimited]

After staying in the "cocoon" for so long, this is the first time that everyone knows that there is such a special method of forced retreat.

Several first-level taskers felt cold behind their backs, and invariably changed the background to a hidden state that no one could see.

One second before turning off the virtual screen, they saw that the avatar of the cocoon breaker quickly turned gray, and the status also switched to the busy mode of "Running around, don't disturb".

Z1 hid his background, swallowed dryly, and mustered up the courage to say in a low voice: "Ling Dui, isn't this too..."

Ling Su straightened his clothes twice, raised his gaze patiently, and followed the sound.

"...too much of a waste of your mental power?"

Z1 was kicked by his teammates alone, and changed his words in a hurry: "Before, you used up so much in the Dreamland, you should rest more."

Ling Su shook his head: "Thank you for your concern."

Compared with the intensity of exploration that was burdened at the beginning, this kind of consumption is actually nothing.

It's just that people are always lazy. He hasn't done high-intensity training for too long after retirement, and his state has somewhat declined, which is why he has to deal with such a strenuous effort in a near-death dream.

"Let's go to the headquarters for a while." Ling Su looked at the other people, "Shall we go together?"

The hypnotist shook his head decisively: "I won't go."

As an invitee who came to Dreamland Galaxy for the first time, he was of course curious about what the headquarters of "Cocoon" would look like, but this time was obviously not the right time.

In addition, he has also queued up four dream realms in a row tonight.Although the last dream was passed through unknowingly by being led to eat and drink, it was inevitably affected by the environment and consumed a lot of mental energy.

Up to now, the hypnotist's temples have been twitching non-stop, and he urgently needs to return to reality to rest for a while, and chat with his partner by the way.

"I'm going out to take a breath. Yan Xun probably needs me to help rinse the rag... I guess I'll have a headache tomorrow morning."

As the hypnotist spoke, he stepped aside, returned Zhuang Die who was standing behind him to Ling Su, and looked at Z1 beside him: "Brother Yi Ze, how about you?"

Z1 actually wants to go back and see if anyone is willing to accept the tickets he gave as a gift.But under the stares of several other teammates, he swallowed his words rationally: "We... will not go back for now, and we will complete a few more tasks."

Ling Su nodded, "What a pity."

Obviously, he was just saying something casually, neither his tone nor his expression showed any pity, and his attention had quickly turned back to Little Curly.

The hypnotist also sighed regretfully, signed a non-disclosure agreement according to Z1's request, sorted out the contents outside the agreement, and made the strategy notes for the first invitee.

No matter from which aspect, his harvest this time is already very, very good, and he even got a lot of unexpected information.

Thinking of his partner who was still staying up all night cleaning, the hypnotherapist couldn't bear to leave Yan Xun alone, and decided to go back and have a look as soon as possible—even if he couldn't help, he could provide spiritual support. You can record more first-hand videos of Dr. Yan doing hygiene...

Without further ado, the hypnotist said goodbye to several people, and then operated the background to exit Dreamland Galaxy.

Z1 and his teammates said hello to Ling Su, and randomly found a queue in Drifting Dreamland to get in, and the status of the profile picture quickly changed to "Working".

……

Ling Su took Zhuang Die away in no hurry.

After the others left, he stood still and scanned the backstage for a while, and finally found the authorization certificate hidden in the farthest corner.

He hadn't even turned on the thing yet, and he followed the instructions a few times with a little rustiness, and even made two small steps wrong.

Sensing Little Curly's gaze, Ling Su touched the tip of his nose, and coughed lightly to forcefully explain: "The real strong don't need superfluous backstage authority—no, you don't need to write this down, I'm talking nonsense."

Ling Su stopped Zhuang Die's notebook in time, held back for a while, and then raised his hand to ruffle his hair: "I don't know them well..."

He admitted it with a rare look of frustration, sighing sullenly.

If the cocoon breaker is still here, he will probably have extraordinarily strong suspicions, worrying that he may have been influenced by hints and found the wrong person.

The elite instructor in my memory who was as stern and cold as AI will become the leader of the special incident handling team who is a bit wordy, lazy, and chased by the vice-captain all day long in the intelligence obtained from the investigation. They were surprised.

If they saw the scene in front of them again, those people would probably have to wonder if something strange took advantage of a high-risk mission to sneak in and steal the identity and authority of S0 when people were not prepared...

Zhuang Die held Ling Su's hand and rescued the captain's hair in time.

He has already practiced good haircutting skills. He didn't use a chainsaw to trim the length, but calmly used a comb and styling water to make a good shape, and held a large unplugged hair dryer at Ling Su for a long time. :"team leader."

Ling Su closed his eyes, stood obediently and let him fiddle with him: "Huh?"

Zhuang Die didn't turn off the blower, his voice was mostly drowned in the huge amount of noise made by the high-speed air: "...do you feel particularly fierce when you are fierce?"

Ling Su: "..."

The cocoon breaker with the extra long mouth should be punished to run two hundred laps.

"No." Ling Su opened his eyes calmly, denying it flatly, "They demonized me subjectively."

Zhuang Die turned off the hair dryer, and rarely showed a suspicious look, watching him seriously.

Being stared at by the little curly hair, Ling Su had a rare feeling of strong guilt - I have to admit that this kind of emotion instantly dilutes the original mixed feelings, leaving only vigorous and rooted kicking everyone out and running circle idea.

Ling Su used [-]% of his calmness to cover up his thoughts calmly: "I am actually a cheerful, enthusiastic, kind and gentle captain who is easy to soften his heart."

Zhuang Die carefully searched the memories related to the captain, and found that these key words can be matched. Finally, he put aside his doubts and nodded in conviction: "Yes."

"Their wrong impression of me is mostly empathy from a painful experience, mainly due to the cruel training at that time. But the training charter was not formulated by me... My own training intensity is three times that of theirs."

Ling Su breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Zhuang Die's shoulders, and started the teleportation together with the little curly hair: "Close your eyes, you may feel a little dizzy for the first time."

As soon as his words fell, a strong sense of falling suddenly hit Zhuang Die's consciousness.

——There is a very appropriate description that can accurately summarize the feeling of this moment.

When lying comfortably on the bed, half dreaming and half awake and about to fall asleep, I occasionally have a kind of endless dream: this kind of dream usually only lasts for a moment, or I step on the empty stairs, or fall from a high platform, and fall down. In an instant, he suddenly woke up with lingering fear.

Aiming at this phenomenon, there are actually many studies.

There are explanations for muscle twitching, and there are abnormalities such as "sleep movement disorder", and others need to be discussed in connection with cardiovascular events and neurological diseases... There is even a very unreliable statement that claims that this It is the brain that checks to see if the body is alive.

"There is also a very rare possibility that through the cracks in the subconscious, I fell into a world composed of another logical operation."

Ling Su gathered his arms and firmly protected Zhuang Die: "Don't panic at this time, just sleep again... the consciousness that doesn't belong here will be automatically cleared out."

Under his guidance, Zhuang Die quickly got used to the feeling of falling, and tried to open his eyes.

They are in a waterfall.

The splashing water was clear and clear, like boiling foam, and the cool mist filled the air around me.

If you look carefully, you will find that those bright white, splashing water curtain turbulence are actually trajectory lines.Countless trajectories of fate flow down mighty along the cracks, pouring into the mighty and vast ocean.The steep mountains on both sides that look like black rock pillars are actually composed of giant supercomputers one after another.

These black rock-like computers are stacked on top of each other, standing silently, supporting this virtual world stationed on the edge of the subconscious through massive calculations.

They did not fall into the subconscious ocean with those trajectories.

Those turbulent currents and vortices automatically moved away to the sides, allowing them to fall below the "water surface".

The feeling of entering the water disappeared in an instant, and when the vision returned to normal from a white light again, Zhuang Die had been brought into the inner hall belonging to the taskers by Ling Su.

"Okay." Ling Su smiled and cleared his throat specially, "Welcome—"

As soon as the words fell, the torrential water pouring down instantly chilled his heart.

Ling Su: "..."

"Sorry sorry... this emergency exit has not been used for a long time, the switch may be slightly delayed."

Soon, a third-level tasker responsible for daily maintenance rushed over, apologizing, and quickly guiding the leaked trajectory back into place.

The third-level tasker looked up and saw the two unfamiliar faces in front of him, he couldn't help hesitating: "Are you invited to visit? Who are you looking for?"

Ling Su took off his jacket, wrung out the track lines on it, and pondered for a moment: "...can you give me a list of the top executives in your headquarters?"

The third-level tasker stared at him for a few seconds, turned on the background communication, and called up the emergency contact button of the security department.

"Relax, I'm not a bad person."

Ling Su made up his mind to correct his reputation, put on his coat, and stopped the other party kindly: "I just don't know what their names are now, but we have a good relationship..."

The third-level tasker's gaze became more and more suspicious, and he raised his hand vigilantly and pressed the contact button.

Ling Su touched the bridge of his nose, but still clicked on his backstage.

He scratched through his blacklist of more than a dozen pages, and was considering whether to randomly select one and release it, and the elevator not far away happened to stop on this floor.

The third-level tasker subconsciously turned around and glanced, his eyes widened in astonishment.

——Even for the monthly daily meeting, he had never seen so many high-level personnel from the "cocoon" appear in the hall together.

These heads of various departments who no longer participated in front-line tasks and were in charge of command and dispatch did not use virtual projections, but left their respective offices with their own consciousness, and hurried over here.

Ling Su selected a few avatars, and Zheng and Xiao Curly explained in a low voice that these were friends he had been forced to add for work, and when he noticed the staring eyes, he stopped talking and looked over.

He slightly raised his eyebrows.

The third-level tasker was quickly pulled aside by his colleagues, and the nearby taskers subconsciously fell silent, watching those high-level personnel walk straight in front of Ling Su,

"What should I call you now..."

The current head of "Cocoon" who is in charge twitched the corners of his mouth and asked tentatively, "... Team Ling?"

"Just call him by name." Ling Su said, "This is Zhuang Die, one of my team members. You just gave him a cocklebur medal not long ago."

Ling Su had already prepared the belly draft on the way here, smiled kindly, and led the little curly hair to his side: "I am currently the person in charge of the special incident handling team, so I don't need to be so particular about it."

More than a dozen eyes cast their gazes over, bowed their heads politely to Zhuang Die, and hurriedly got together again to discuss in a low voice.

Only the person in charge of Leisure Dreamland did not follow, and explained to Zhuang Die in a low voice: "They were implanted with hints by your captain... No one can solve it. Until now, we have to discuss to notice Team Ling."

He was not the first batch of pioneers, but he had dealt with the two when he was in charge of taking over the Farm Dreamland. The reason why he came here together was that he was going to talk to Zhuang Die about the plan to increase the ticket price.

Zhuang Die nodded, and was led over by the person in charge of Leisure Dreamland, and quietly tiptoed to listen.

……

"The instructor said that there is no need to pay so much attention."

The person in charge looked around, and calmly took out his notebook: "Who still remembers this sentence?"

"Me." The person in charge No. [-] raised his hand, "There is a [-]% probability that this sentence is ironic, which means that if we continue to be careless like this, we will all pack up our things and leave."

The person in charge No. [-] nodded: "For example, 'You don't need to pay so much attention, just put it in the photo frame as a souvenir after you get the certificate, don't take it out for use', and 'You don't need to pay so much attention, the big deal is that I will I will accompany you into the dream realm, and we will perish together'."

"The reason why this happened is that we didn't practice hard enough and always wanted to be lazy."

The person in charge No. [-] added: "Also, when we enter the dream realm, we often forget to look for the complex and the real trajectory, and we will always be confused by the calm and gentle surface, thinking that the problem is not big..."

As they said that, everyone raised their heads one after another, and looked at the calm and gentle face of the former instructor with extra caution.

"..." No matter how far Ling Su stood, he could still hear these people whispering, and his brain throbbed with pain.

He stood without saying a word for a while, resisting the urge to raise his hand to destroy Xiao Curly's work, took a deep breath and exhaled, and rubbed his forehead and temples vigorously.

"I didn't run away." The person in charge No. [-] nodded, "There is a [-]% probability that this action is for us to run around."

After recognizing the iconic movement, everyone's suspenseful hearts were completely relieved.

Their instructors are still familiar instructors, but they just set a small trap when they first met, as a test for their long-awaited reunion.

"Is it over?" Ling Su couldn't help but say, "You guys—"

The people in charge were more sensitive to this sentence, and immediately stood upright from afar.

Before Ling Su could speak, everyone had already transferred to the dedicated closed training ground and lined up to run around.