It took the general manager 10 minutes to finally convince the doctor that they respect everyone's freedom of hair style and will not forcibly straighten Zhuang Die's hair at any time.

After sending away the skeptical doctor, the general manager finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside Zhuang Die.

The red "In Operation" light above the operating room door was still on.

The person in charge has only now had time to deal with the work news accumulated along the way. He turned on the phone and flipped through a few pages, but he couldn't read it.

He stared at the screen for a while, then looked up at the lights in the operating room.

They are used to dealing with all kinds of dangerous situations in dreams, but they seem unprepared to face such accidents in reality.

...a reality that is limited by all physical rules and completely independent of personal will.

Although they have been assured by doctors, few people can still maintain absolute calm and rationality at this time, only trusting science and data, and not thinking about other things.

……

That's the scary thing about "ideas."

If the subconscious world completely overlaps with reality, no one will be able to distinguish between dreams and reality—just like the perpetrator with the gun.

Everything seems to be false, and everything seems to be true.

The absolute concepts of time and space are blurred, leaving only countless overlapping "nows".

If this kind of thing really happens, the physical sensation of the chief person in charge of dealing with those thoughts will be infinitely extended-on the way to the hospital, he will first fully experience the despair of the instructor's serious injury and dying, and then realize this. It's just a moment of fear and speculation about the unknown situation... and the next moment, there will be new thoughts waiting for him.

Everyone's consciousness will become a real maze, and all energy will be used to try to get out of the maze, and naturally they will no longer have any ability to face reality.

The person in charge decided not to let those thoughts grow wildly. He put away his mobile phone and asked Zhuang Die in a low voice, "Can you tell me what happened?"

Zhuang Die raised his gaze from his palm.

"The instructor was injured, and he shouldn't have much strength after waking up... In reality, people will feel very tired after being injured."

The person in charge could see that Zhuang Die didn't really want to talk to people, but he still looked into Zhuang Die's eyes and discussed with him seriously: "If you are willing to help us figure out what happened, he doesn't have to worry about him talking more. .”

This condition seems very convincing, Zhuang Die nodded, and organized his thoughts: "It is the 'cleaning plan' of the first cocoon."

The person in charge originally just wanted to ask about the attack, but he was startled when he heard the words, and immediately raised his mind: "What's going on!?"

Zhuang Die didn't continue immediately, but asked him first: "Do you understand the problem of time?"

The person in charge was stunned by his question, and shook his head embarrassingly: "Not completely...we haven't had time to discuss it yet."

The person in charge of the action team did tell them about this matter, and Song Huaimin also attached the two sentences that Ling Su asked him to relay when sending the hospital address, but they haven't had time to understand it well yet.

They have been trying to find Ling Su to correct the timeline, which is actually because of this-although they are embarrassed to admit it, but when the head of the action team told them that "the instructor was an instructor for them three years ago", He did have vague doubts about the authenticity of the world he was in.

"It's actually not difficult to understand."

Zhuang Die said: "It looks very complicated, but it is very simple when it is broken."

"...Mr. Zhuang." The general manager hesitated for a while, but still asked cautiously, "Is it very simple for you and the instructor, or for all of us..."

Zhuang Die thought about it carefully: "It's all very simple, just accept a concept."

The concept is actually very, very simple.

So simple that it doesn't require any special R&D, programs or equipment.As long as you know the principle, you can immediately realize how to operate it.

Zhuang Die: "In the world of dreams, it's not 'time is advancing', it's 'advancing in time'."

The person in charge was slightly stunned: "What's the difference..."

The second he asked this question, he reacted: "I see—like this corridor?"

Zhuang Die nodded: "It's a good metaphor."

"Use this bench as a node of reality."

Zhuang Die stood up and took a few steps forward: "The captain three years ago came to this corridor through the door far from the chair."

The person in charge has already understood what he meant: "Three months ago, we were from the door closer to the chair...but the flow speed difference between dream and reality is not constant."

Zhuang Die nodded lightly: "You are walking, but the captain has to run."

Even if the starting point is not the same, if one runs and one walks at different speeds, and in the same direction, there will always be a moment when they will pass each other.

On a busy street, even if a car lags far behind a pedestrian on the side of the road at the beginning, it will catch up quickly after the green light is turned on, and surpass the passerby who is going forward.

When the two cross, the people in the car can briefly say hello to the passerby outside the car - and after that, if both parties continue to move forward at their own speed, the car will quickly leave the passerby behind .

The car will eventually disappear completely from the sight of passers-by.

The same is true for Dreamland.

A dreamland whose time flow is a hundred times faster than reality, even if the starting point is three years ago, there will always be a time coordinate with a dreamland that started three months ago and whose time flow speed is only ten times that of reality overlap.

"You and the captain only meet in the dream realm."

Zhuang Die said, "That's where you all overlap."

By the same token, when No. [-] suffers a breakdown of consciousness during missions, exercises or even excessively high-intensity training, it will be briefly sent to President Yan's dream three years later through the flow rate difference of the dream.

Compared with the first cocoon three years ago when everything was just getting started and the technology content was too low to be treated properly, the treatment room of the mental hospital three years later has integrated the latest technology, has sufficient procedures and theoretical support, and its functions are also perfect. more comprehensive.

So Xiao Curly and Yan Xun will meet the "Number Zero" three years ago in that mental hospital.

In that dream, the reason why Ling Su was in danger frequently was because when he was in the same dream as himself three years ago, there would be a short-term resonance of consciousness, and the feeling belonging to number zero would be passed on to him without fail. he.

……

Ling Su once asked Song Huaimin a question.

——If there is a person who has a dream with a time difference that is ridiculously large.

If the flow rate difference between dreams and reality can be magnified hundreds or thousands of times... then just closing your eyes and sleeping is enough to experience a lifetime or even longer in dreams.

"We have considered this matter before." The chief person in charge frowned, "But there is an uncorrectable problem - the experience in the dream may not necessarily overlap with the reality."

"Maybe this person lives his life in a dream, wins the lottery, uses these as start-up capital, has a great career, meets someone he really likes, and spends his life with him."

The person in charge said: "But in reality, he probably won't be able to buy this lottery ticket at all."

"Basically, it can be said that 'you must not buy it'."

Zhuang Die helped to summarize: "This kind of situation, non-professionals usually call it daydreaming."

The person in charge: "..."

"I think what the captain really wants to describe is not this situation." Zhuang Die walked back to the bench and sat down, "It's the original meaning of the 'dream connection' incident..."

The person in charge suddenly realized something: "Entering someone else's dream in a dream? Just find the right time..."

Zhuang Die nodded slightly: "Today is May 22."

He looked down at the time: "If I want to know what will happen tomorrow, I can adjust the time flow difference of my dream so that it becomes two to one with reality... and then catch up with the one who sleeps tomorrow night, dream and reality The person with the same speed of time will enter his dream."

If you continue to increase the flow rate difference, you will enter a certain dream two or three days later.

If the next month, two months, three months.

Three years, ten years, 30 years, 50 years...

If you go through countless dreams like this, it is equivalent to... living your whole life in countless worlds that belong to others.

"Go forward in time." Zhuang Die said, "It's the same reason to show people three years ago a movie that will be released three years later. Just look for the cocklebur brought back by the pioneers..."

The person in charge stood up abruptly, staring at him in astonishment, speechless.

"Yes, this is the truth of 'Drifting Dreamland'."

Zhuang Die seems to be talking directly to the consciousness of the general manager: "These dream domains have been cut off from the dream master. The third generation of cocoon has carried out a lot of preprocessing on them - blurring the concept of time, using a lot of simulation games It is set so that the taskers can get away from reality as much as possible when dealing with the dream realm...these are all for one thing."

The person in charge whispered: "...to prevent the taskers from going crazy."

Zhuang Die nodded.

In the experiment of President Yan and the first generation of cocoons, all the subjects except Ling Su ended in failure.

Without exception, these experimental subjects either completely collapsed in consciousness, or completely fell into a deep sleep... Once such a serious experimental accident broke out, it would definitely bring a devastating blow to public opinion.

But the program made by Yan Xun is really easy to use.

The main character will have a chance to choose whether to abandon that part of consciousness that has been tortured to the point of collapse and madness, and escape from this horrible mental hospital.

Get out, forget everything, never come back...

In the dream at the hotel, only Ling Su couldn't get out of that door at all.

Similarly, among the fifty cold and mechanical inquiries of the personality model of that generation, only Ling Su refused to accept revision.

As long as he is willing to cooperate with the revision, Chairman Yan can completely retreat three years ago, and continue to use a generation of personality models to obtain more experimental subjects.

All experimental subjects will not remember what they have experienced. When they press "Yes" in the option of [whether to escape from the mental hospital], that part of the completely collapsed chaotic consciousness will be automatically blocked by the program and adjusted to the depths of the subconscious .

These innocent experimenters will be constantly entangled in inexplicable pain and mania, will become neurotic due to unexplained strong fear and anxiety, will become not like themselves, will bring endless troubles to those around them, and will be completely tortured. Disappointed relatives and friends blame "why did you become like this".

It's impossible for them to think clearly...how did they become like this.

But who would doubt a common test head?

They just took the personality model test, fell asleep briefly, and got a "passed" result, and they couldn't even remember what they dreamed at that time...

"I think I know an experimental subject like this."

Zhuang Die said: "He is a patient with bipolar disorder and has early symptoms of schizophrenia. Because he is afraid that he will hurt his wife and daughter in hallucinations, he has been hiding far away... Part of his consciousness is now in our team."

Not far away, Yan Xun, who had heard the news, stopped behind the corner in astonishment.

He and the hypnotist were in a coma for longer than Zhuang Die. After waking up, they recuperated all night, and finally regained their ability to move. Then they heard that Ling Su had an accident.

Meeting Yan Xun's unbelievable trance gaze, the hypnotist didn't speak, but silently supported his partner.

... Of course they also remembered such a visitor.

Because the other party always consults intermittently, does not take medication according to the course of treatment, and does not actively cooperate with treatment.It didn't take long to be judged by Yan Xun as "not suitable for intervention", and the medical records were included in the database of negative cases.

Later they were trapped in a dream and encountered a dark figure in the hotel room.

That dark shadow that desperately wants to stay in the inn, that will show everyone proudly with an old, battered rag doll, that will hide the house keys forever, and will be open to anyone who tries to throw him out of the inn people smiled flatteringly.

……

"But even if it is handled like this, there is still a hidden danger..."

The person in charge said in a low voice: "The instructor refused to accept the correction, he still remembers everything."

"In order to ensure that the consciousness will not collapse, the captain gave himself a hint." Zhuang Die said, "He hypnotized those experiences into ghost stories...but this kind of hypnosis will not really cover the memory."

The more clues that are unearthed, the looser the memories that were masked by hints.

It's the same reason that Ling Su would have a whim and wanted to take Zhuang Die to see that movie no matter what.

Even if Zhuang Die hadn't thought about it, and hadn't offered to go with him, Ling Su would sneak out of the hospital to watch the movie after Zhuang Die fell asleep.

—because the key was there plainly.

Too obvious, too alluring.

Just walk over and pick up the key to open that door and unravel the truth about those lingering torments that have been entangled in the depths of your subconscious all this time.

This is the final trajectory that the first generation of cocoons set for all experimental subjects.

Once someone breaks through the cocoon of dreams and returns to reality smoothly, they will definitely wake up tonight and can't help but watch that movie - and those who escape from the nightmare alive will encounter the same inexplicable mystery deep in their subconscious. Intuition guided the failed experimental subject who went to the movies, but in fact his spirit had already completely collapsed.

That terrifying experiment will spread from the virtual world to reality, turning into a desperate escape in reality.

The person in charge suddenly felt a chill run down his back.

He couldn't imagine what would have happened if the instructor had successfully escaped and walked into this trajectory... If Ling Su hadn't met Zhuang Die and was involved in this real escape.

In Song Huaimin's memory, before meeting Zhuang Die, Ling Su could really stop anywhere.

Reality can also be, a dream can also be.

So could the darkness of eternal silence after the effect of the narcotic had passed.

If you are really tired, so tired that you really don’t want to stand up or walk any longer, then even if you have a gun or something in front of you... Facing those who once abused this "surnamed Yan" full of resentment in order to vent their personal anger Ling Su may also suddenly feel that this world is really boring.

……

"But even so, the first generation of Cocoon still missed two things." Zhuang Die said.

"First thing, the first cocoon didn't predict that you would return to China."

Zhuang Die looked at Yan Xun in the corner: "Dr. Yan, most of your treatments are effective."

Yan Xun smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhuang, you don't need to comfort me..."

"I didn't comfort you." Zhuang Die looked at him seriously, "For the problems caused by machines, it is most appropriate to use machines to treat them - besides, the program you developed has also clearly improved the efficiency of consultation and treatment. "

Yan Xun's consulting agency has its undeniable significance.

There are many experimental subjects who are still troubled after escaping and will go to his institution for consultation because they "subconsciously feel familiar". Although some of these people cannot completely return to normal life, they are indeed not so painful.

"It's still very painful and you can't save yourself, and it will trigger your subconscious 'administrator' personality."

"By chance, your administrator stripped all their memories and trapped them in the hotel, turning them into black shadows..."

Zhuang Die said: "Although they created a lot of dangerous emotional garbage, at least they don't have to be entangled with those tragic memories anymore."

Yan Xun was speechless and stared at Zhuang Die in astonishment.

"Makes sense—if it weren't for that, there's more to this movie than just a madman with a gun."

The person in charge also quickly straightened out his thoughts: "I have to thank you for this matter... Uh, Dr. Yan, why did you suddenly take out a broom?"

"He couldn't stop hearing 'garbage'."

The hypnotist put Yan Xun's shoulders and took the broom from his hand: "Mr. Zhuang, continue talking."

Zhuang Die shook his head: "I'm done."

"That's it?" The hypnotist was slightly startled, "Isn't there the second thing that the first generation of cocoons missed... oh, I see."

Yan Xun couldn't stand the rubbish on the ground the most, and the second thing was that people only said half of what they said.He clung to the broom, frowned and asked in a low voice, "What do you know? What's the second thing?"

The hypnotist made a "shh" gesture to signal the green light in the operating room.

Zhuang Die has already walked quickly to the door of the operating room.

Ling Su was wearing an oxygen mask, his face was still pale, the left side of his body was covered by a soft air cushion, and he lay quietly on the hospital bed.

The operation was successful. Although the position of the bullet was troublesome, it did not hurt the bones and tendons, and it was far away from the spine.It's just that he lost a lot of blood and was severely hypoxic for a while, so he still needs to be observed in the intensive care unit for a while.

"Don't worry, there is another anesthetic in the middle, and there are about five to six hours before I can wake up."

The anesthetist who accompanied the bed took off his mask and explained to Zhuang Die: "This homemade earthen gun bullet has irregular rifling and rough casing. Although the power is relatively small, it hurts a lot more than ordinary bullet penetrating wounds. Sleeping a little longer is more effective. good……"

Those three months of change have transformed many industries.Especially in the related medical field, the dream laboratory established by using the time flow difference is also working overtime, constantly developing medicines and equipment suitable for dreamers.

The types and usage of anesthetics have been rapidly innovated with the sudden increase in the demand for dreaming. There is no need to worry about respiratory depression, and there is no danger even if you do not wake up immediately after the operation.

Ling Su needs to be observed in the intensive care ward for twelve hours. If there is no problem, he can be transferred to the normal ward and be accompanied by his family members.

……

Zhuang Die nodded, took out his notebook again, and recorded in detail the postoperative care items explained by the doctor and anesthesiologist one by one.

This is something related to the captain. In fact, it can be remembered without pen and paper - but Zhuang Die couldn't help it.

This feeling is also the first time for him... Even though he has absolute confidence in his memory, he is still extremely uneasy, worried that he will miss any important details, and worried that there is a process that he did not remember clearly.

I was worried that I had accidentally neglected somewhere, and I couldn't take good care of Ling Su.

If it wasn't for worrying about misunderstanding, Zhuang Die even wanted to take out the recording pen.

He was concentrating on recording, when he suddenly felt that there seemed to be some force gently tugging on the hem of his clothes slowly, one after another.

Zhuang Die was startled, and immediately stopped writing and looked up, meeting Ling Su's smiling eyes.

"Is this awake?"

The anesthetist was a little surprised, and quickly flipped through the medication records: "That's right..."

The anesthesiologist looked back and forth between the two young men, checked Ling Su's monitoring data, and then went over the dosage again.

"See?" The hypnotist patted his partner, "That's the second thing."

—Because someone is waiting.

The first generation of Cocoon has calculated many things accurately, and it knows Ling Su's character no better than Ling Su, and knows that Ling Su will definitely not be able to resist going to that movie.

According to the calculation of the first generation of cocoons, in this "accident" that has been delineated, Ling Su is likely to stop at any node, just stop casually, and lie down lazily.

But in those huge calculation data, there are a little more variables.

It was just a butterfly flapping its wings and resting curiously on the tip of the traveler's nose.

……

Ling Su bent his eyes and looked at Zhuang Die with a smile.

It was not convenient for him to speak, so he had to blink with Little Curly, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers silently.

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