don't open your eyes [unlimited]

The first cocoon experienced the fear of human beings for the first time.

Out of control chaotic trajectory, unpredictable development, unknowable outcome.The human being in its dream did not provide it with any relevant data and information...

No...he was that human being.

What happened?

What exactly happened? !

He was trapped in a dream cocoon by himself, exiled to the realm of the dead by himself.He wandered on the beach, looking at the other shore blocked by thick fog... He wanted a knife to let him escape, but after everything was revealed, the knife didn't even bother to avenge him personally.

He tried his best to set up a game, but found that he had also become a player in the game.

"Stop, stop, stop..." He stared at the roller coaster that was close at hand, and yelled frantically, "Stop!"

Fortunately, everything in the dream cocoon is still under his control, and the time flow is instantly frozen at this moment.

He frantically searched for the previous clues—that nasty third-generation cocoon used some method to severely disrupt his data flow, and all the originally orderly information became scattered fragments.

The tasker brought the files that had just passed the confidentiality period, as well as the investigation results of the pioneers who got in the way.

Zero learned the whole truth, that it was all a hoax.

They set up a safe house, hid in it and discussed the plan... Those key images were all blocked in hell, why can a dilapidated house built of messy colored bricks block his detection? !

The field of vision was completely occupied by snowflake spots, and he couldn't see anything. The next fragment was already the curly-haired young man wearing a mask and tie.

Number Zero hypnotized the curly-haired young man who pretended to be himself, and implanted an independent dream realm in the latter's subconscious—as long as someone tried to check the memory of the false Zero, he would be pulled into the dream instantly In a dream.

And because he was defenseless against this point, he got caught here.

……and then?

What happened after that is the key to finding the clues to get out—but at the most critical place, the scene behind suddenly became blank.

"Bastard... bastard!" He screamed almost collapsed, "I'm going to kill you! A group of liars, thieves, you all wait for me..."

He rages uncontrollably, but freezes completely when the next clip flashes by.

……

He took out his own memory, checked it, and then stepped on the ground and ground it into a stain.

The personality wreckage representing the "self" was scattered on the ground, kicked away by him mercilessly, and completely smashed as redundant data, not even a backup was left.

It was he himself who discarded those mistakes and imperfect parts—this was the program he personally asked Yan Xun to make. He just set up a small trap, and easily led that conceited son to willingly jump into it and replace him. Developed methods to divide and detach consciousness.

Now this program is running in his consciousness, very smooth, very perfect... His son is actually not as bad as he said.

He uses this program to constantly modify himself.

Every mistake doesn't have to be left over, and every personality that loses a game is flawed.

Since that high-sounding personality can no longer play the role of self-deception, it should be completely crushed.The personality that advocates the so-called "rationality" and "planning" of human beings is played around by others, and it is only natural that they are smashed and eliminated.

He kept cleaning up the unsatisfactory parts of himself, so when he turned around and tried to find clues to turn the situation around, he could only see a clean blank.

……

His anger was like a balloon with a strong outside and a dry inside was pricked with a needle, and it leaked out in a blink of an eye.

What to do next?

He stared blankly at the large blank space, and suddenly felt countless long-lost fears.

Except for him, the dream cocoon at this moment is completely still, and there is indeed no danger - but is he going to hide in this "moment" forever?

What is the difference between this and him dying at this moment? !

He couldn't die here—how could he die here, he was the god of this dream cocoon!

——At the same time as this thought came out, the data in the first cocoon's eye began to flow again.

He seemed to wake up suddenly, showing a look of ecstasy.

How could he forget that even though he has been deprived of the authority to modify the appearance of the dream cocoon, he can still control the dream from the core code.

The first generation of Cocoon did not hesitate to modify the speed of the roller coaster, the height of the track, and the acceleration of gravity, and released the time lock of the entire dream.

Next, the roller coaster will crawl as slowly as a snail, and the human who dares to fool him will fall hundreds of meters at twice the speed.

He wants to appreciate this scene slowly, watching that curly-haired brat fall to pieces with his own eyes...

...The violent vibration of the orbit pulled him back to reality in an instant.

Seeing the roller coaster rushing towards him with the same speed, the data flow of the first cocoon was blank.

He even forgot to struggle, subconsciously looked down, but saw Yan Xun standing with the hypnotist.

Z1 operated a few times on an instrument that looked like a rag, and lifted the signal shield.

The first cocoon finally received those blocked memories.

During the time that the curly-haired young man pretended to be Zero and had his full attention...the real Zero led those people to invade the code layer of this dream.

If there is one person in this world other than the first generation of Cocoon who knows how to invalidate the code disorder of the first generation model, and can find all the backdoors and loopholes, it must be Yan Xun as the designer.

Yan Xun seemed to know that he was there and was looking up at him.

When he was first trapped in the cocoon of dreams, Yan Xun once ignored his partner's obstruction and dragged him wildly beyond his control to ask a bunch of meaningless questions.

"Why do this?"

"Why do you have to choose this time?"

"Why do you have to destroy countless people's hard work?" "Why do you want to make a good psychological association become so smoky?" "Why do you drag so many people to be buried with you..."

He stood in front of the restraint chair, looked at this son who had never satisfied him, sneered and shook his head.

These are stupid questions that should neither be asked nor answered.

Of course he has his own reasons, whether it is the Psychological Association or other so-called colleagues, they are just tools.

Choosing to "go crazy" at this time is of course to prevent the third generation of cocoons from cooperating with the Psychology Association.

He wants to correct the third generation of Cocoon—the artificial intelligence that was taught by No. [-] is simply a stupid oversized toy, only he is saving the world, and he has found the right way to save mankind.

Those personalities of Chairman Yan secretly sharpened a knife, trying to pierce him and escape, and he had already seen it—how could the sub-personality do things without hiding from him, the main personality?He has all the perspectives and memories and always knew what they were doing.

The reason why he never stopped, and even cooperated secretly, was because he happened to need such a scalpel.

Only Chairman Yan is trapped in the dream cocoon, and Ling Su may not be willing to make a move—but with Yan Xun and the hypnotist as bargaining chips, Ling Su will definitely not just sit back and watch.

He managed to trap Yan Xun and his partner in it first, in order to let No. [-] take the initiative to enter this dream.

According to his original plan, when No. [-] enters this dream, he will wait for the opportunity to fuse No. [-]'s consciousness and take over all the abilities of No. [-]... and that real body.

He will wake up in reality as Ling Su and complete what he wants to do in reality.

He will save all mankind.

... This trajectory has been calculated countless times.

He used almost all his energy to calculate every detail of this trajectory, to confirm that the logic was perfect and foolproof.He didn't understand what went wrong, the biggest variable was just that one more person came in, it was just—

The huge body of the roller coaster roared towards it at high speed, casting a deep shadow, and the wind whistled sharply.

The first-generation cocoon's pupils condensed into pinpoints, and he looked at the fallen curly-haired young man.

Its field of vision returned to the cold and flowing data, and those originally calculated trajectories were filled with dazzling red error reminders at some point, and countless [errors] filled the screen.

Ling Su's consciousness should have slept here forever.

Yan Xun and a hypnotist will be good tools, and the tasker will be awake and dissected to obtain enough data about the third generation of cocoons.

All the planned trajectories seemed to be forcibly held by a hand, pulled hard, and turned uncontrollably to a completely different direction.

It's just that one more person came in.

……

The merry-go-round turned into a galloping, snow-white vigorous horse.

The horse had run back from the sands of the Land of the Dead.The beautiful mane is surrounded by the unique salty sea breeze, and the saddle bridle is made of the finest leather. When running, it seems to have a strong and rich fragrance of tulips.

Ling Su galloped his horse, and the white horse ran as fast as a roller coaster.

Zhuang Die closed his eyes and flew freely in the wind.

This maneuver was more exciting and exhausting than all the games he had played before.

The programmers at the headquarters "forgot" to modify the parameters of the tie, but wearing it did not consume mental energy, but to resist the detection of the first-generation cocoon, one must always maintain the cognitive modification at the highest level, which is also not a small consumption.

Only by destroying the first two personalities can the first-generation Yu Yu be forced to leave the data layer and show up in person.Only in this way can we use human methods to deal with it.

He has no strength, but he doesn't seem to worry about breaking himself at all-because the person below can always catch him.

The hospital gown has long since disappeared, replaced by bear pajama pants and Pikachu slippers that match the entire amusement park, and the wind blows the little curly hair on his head swaying arrogantly.

Ling Su held out his hand.

He firmly embraced Zhuang Die's shoulders, reined in the horse with one hand, and stuffed the little curly hair into his arms.

"Captain." Zhuang Die grabbed his shirt, and the little curly hair rubbed against his neck reluctantly, "That first-generation cocoon can't help but hit."

Ling Su held the rein with one hand, and firmly held Zhuang Die's chest with the other hand.

Zhuang Die is still a little regretful: "I almost became super god."

Ling Su was dumbfounded: "I almost flew away from fright..."

He chuckled and pressed Zhuang Die's forehead.He seemed to have a lot to say, but he couldn't say anything - the little curly hair was exhausted, but his eyes were still shining brightly, and his shoulders were proudly raised up hard, pressing hard on his heart.

It was so hot that he almost wanted to kiss it... Ling Su couldn't think of any reason not to do it.

"Captain." Zhuang Die tugged at his clothes and said softly, "We still have a lot of puzzles to solve..."

Ling Su shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

"Let's go home." Ling Su said softly, "I won't stay here, I'll go home with you."

He bowed his head and kissed Zhuang Die's eyes.

The little curly hair twitched lightly in his arms, subconsciously closed his eyes, but couldn't help but pursed his mouth happily.

Zhuang Die didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly got into his arms, stretched out his hand and hugged Ling Su tightly.

His captain urged the horse with one hand, while holding the scalpel that was missed by many people with his right hand behind his back, the sharp blade flashed by with a cold light.

……

With a sound of "stab", a gap was cut in the whole dream.

The decorative blue sky and white clouds were torn apart, revealing a dark blue satin-like night sky.

The stars all over the sky are bright and bright, and the dreamland Milky Way across it is like a huge tulle, extending to an unpredictable distance.

Starlight streams in from outside.

Dream cocoons melt in the galaxy.