don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Standing at the position of the general manager, Zhuang Die's eyes turned red instantly.

The genius tasker who was rationally analyzing the situation for everyone just now and seemed not to be disturbed by any emotions disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhuang Die supported the edge of the bed and squatted down, so that Ling Su could lightly touch those curly hairs with his fingers without any effort.He stared at Ling Su intently with his eyes wide open, his pale lips pursed into a line, without shedding a single tear.

Ling Su's eyes were even more curved than before.

He stroked Zhuang Die's hair, and pointed at the corners of Xiao Curly's eyes with his fingers.

Zhuang Die took the initiative to press his cheek into his palm, and the warm and humid air swirled between his wrists, and then it didn't seem to be cold at all.

Of course the dosage of anesthesia was correct.The person in charge quickly guessed what was going on, and went to discuss with the doctor in a low voice: "Can you let your partner go to the intensive care unit with you?"

"We are... the special incident handling team."

The person in charge showed the certificate to the other party to see. In the link facing the public, the special event handling team that cooperates with the official is more popular than the "Cocoon", and the nature of the work is better understood: "They just finished implementing Task."

The chief surgeon was a little surprised: "Is the one in charge of 'Dream'? No wonder..."

They did notice that the state of the injured was even more unstable after anesthesia than before.

It is not the first time that the latest extremely safe nerve anesthetics have been used clinically, but this time the wounded's reaction was very special... He seemed to be trapped in something more painful and terrifying than reality.

The anesthesiologist was a little worried, and pressed the call button for the outside world, wanting to ask the family members about the specific situation.However, at the same time as the voices from outside came in, the injured fell silent instantly.

They simply maintained this state and completed the operation, and the injured did not show any abnormalities.

……

This resistance to falling asleep, even when anesthetics do not work, can indeed occur if there is any trouble dealing with dreams.

The doctor signaled others to push Ling Su into the intensive care unit first, made a few calls, put away the phone and walked over: "It is enough to ensure your health, but you must cooperate with monitoring, and you must disinfect and change sterile clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the eyes of the two young people who lit up almost at the same time, and couldn't help being dumbfounded: "...you can recover as soon as possible after a good rest, go get ready."

Zhuang Die shook Ling Su's hand, he felt the fingers on the palm move twice, and slowly drew a circle.

Ling Su smiled and blinked at him.

Zhuang Die couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, carefully put back the warm hand, and trotted to the disinfection room according to the route the doctor instructed.

Ling Su then withdrew his gaze and looked at the person in charge standing beside him.

The person in charge knew exactly what he wanted to ask, and nodded: "No one will take Mr. Zhuang away... There is no violent abnormal consciousness fluctuation."

The person in charge assured in a low voice: "Instructor, no one will disturb you."

He was also very concerned about what that "severe abnormal fluctuation of consciousness" was, but he also knew better that now was not the time to ask about it.

After receiving the personal promise from the chief executive, Ling Su blinked, and finally closed his eyes and lay down in a relaxed manner.

Almost in an instant, he was unreasonably dragged back to the deep darkness.

……

The person in charge followed the bed all the way to the door of the intensive care unit.

After closing his eyes, Ling Su no longer responded to the voices around him.

He leaned sideways on the air pillow, and his mask was covered with a pale white mist.Because he fell asleep unconsciously like this, his eyebrows eased and his eyelashes drooped, making him look a little younger than his actual age, and he didn't have any cold sharpness when he was awake.

Even though he knew that this was just the effect of anesthesia, the chief person in charge was still aroused by a little lingering fear deep in his consciousness. He rubbed his forehead twice, walked back to the nearest bench and sat down.

It wasn't until this time that the sense of powerlessness in the face of reality finally returned belatedly.

If this is a dream, with the help of "Cocoon", they have a hundred ways to make Ling Su fully recover within a few minutes - even without them, Ling Su can easily adjust his cognition Modify the body state so that this injury disappears instantly.

But in reality it is different.Even if the operation is successful, dangerous thoracic surgery complications must be prevented in the intensive care unit, and all vital sign data must be monitored at any time to avoid accidents.

They can only sit here and wait in fear, hoping that everything goes well.

Although there shouldn't be such thoughts, but at a certain moment, the person in charge even vaguely understood those people who were crazy enough to confuse reality with dreams...

He recovered and looked at Yan Xun who was standing in front of him: "Dr. Yan?"

"You...what did you just say?" Yan Xun asked in a low voice, "What abnormal fluctuations in consciousness..."

The person in charge frowned, and calmed down: "Sorry."

"This is an internal matter of 'cocoon'. Although we have cooperated with the Psychological Association, it is not within the scope of the information we share with each other."

The person in charge: "I know that you are friends of the instructor and Mr. Zhuang, but even so, it is inconvenient for us to tell you. Please forgive me."

Yan Xun shook his head: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean to do anything to Captain Ling and Mr. Zhuang."

He wasn't dissatisfied with the vigilance of the person in charge... After all, not to mention others, even Yan Xun himself didn't know how to define what he did.

Here in Yan Xun, there has never been a saying that those who do not know are innocent.Of course it is the same for others, and of course it is the same for himself—he has indeed completed a very important part of the first generation of Cocoon without knowing it under the design of President Yan, and this is what has caused countless people to fall into the abyss of despair and pain. The culprit in.

Even Ling Su, who has completely unraveled the hints through the movie and re-accepted that part of the memory, may be trapped in those uncontrolled flashback memories at the moment, which is why he almost had an accident after being anesthetized.

Unknowingly, he helped President Yan, and by accident, he added chaos to the first generation cocoon.

And the chain reaction caused by all this further involved more innocent people.

Although the dream of that hotel is over, the reality will not end.There are many people who are still unable to return to normal life and must receive psychological intervention, not to mention producing a lot of extremely dangerous emotional garbage...

Yan Xun stopped his thoughts in time, looked at the broom he was holding in his hand at some point, and the chief person in charge who moved away on guard in an instant: "...Sorry."

"I'm not going to do anything for now, I need to organize my life."

"This feeling is very irritating. I thought every step was my own choice, and it turned out to be a trajectory that had already been drawn. I thought that my own life was just a part of a huge machine. "

Yan Xun smiled wryly, and put away the broom: "What I want to tell you is another thing... about why Chairman Yan was locked up in that mental hospital's near-death dream."

Before falling into the dream, Yan Xun actually investigated President Yan's office first, and also got a lot of top-secret information from President Ouyang that only the insiders of the association can view - but after entering the dream cocoon, these memories were all together. blocked.

After waking up, Yan Xun also remembered what President Ouyang had said to him before he fell asleep.

"The mutation of the dream refers to the connection of the dreams. This connection between the dreams happened three months ago, but the near-death dream has always existed."

Yan Xun said: "They were originally like a huge glacier - after the dream changed, the glacier melted, and the broken ice floes floated into the ocean of the subconscious, invading our reality."

"We have already understood this." The general manager was a little puzzled, "But what does this have to do with Chairman Yan?"

Yan Xun nodded: "It's related."

He frankly looked at the person in charge: "Do you have a near-death dream called Paradise Island? The background is a sunken submarine. As long as you get an invitation letter, you can participate in a never-ending banquet as a guest." ..."

The chief executive stood up abruptly.

He frowned firmly, his eyes on Yan Xun had completely sunk.

"The invitation letter for that dream was 'forwarded' by him."

Yan Xun said: "There is also the behavior correction center that was closed down by Team Ling and Mr. Zhuang before. They have a brochure, and there are many near-death dreams in that brochure... It's all the same thing."

Before the first cocoon, President Yan could only manually "forward" those invitations one by one by implanting hints and hypnosis.

After the successful development of the first cocoon, by promoting the "generational personality model test", we can try again and again to let more people unconsciously enter the near-death dreamland - no matter how long the time there is, it is just reality For a moment, as long as you wake up and choose to strip those memories, no one will notice it.

And when the dream mutation officially started and the connection between dreams appeared, this kind of operation became easier... just make an introduction booklet, copy and distribute countless copies.

"Why do this?"

The person in charge was silent for a long time before asking in a low voice: "He knew that the dream would mutate? It makes sense, it's not impossible... He caught up with the future in the dream?"

Yan Xun didn't hide anything, and nodded.

Taking their current time as a node, ten years ago, a famous psychologist had a dream.

The flow of this dream was very fast, ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and even more time passed after that—so long that the expert didn't know how long and far away it was, and then he saw the complete integration with the subconscious world. One reality.

In that unusually clear dream, the expert learned a lot of information about the dream mutation that was about to happen ten years later.He confidently believes that he is fully prepared to lead mankind to escape this catastrophe and reverse the future engulfed by the subconscious.

"His method is to bring everyone into the near-death dreamland and stay in the 'moment' of real time?"

The person in charge had an uncontrollable sarcasm on his face: "It's true that he should be locked in..."

"It's not enough." Yan Xun said, "He intends to let everyone die in the near-death dream, so as to reach the 'land of the dead', and use it as a new real world."

The person in charge stared at Yan Xun in astonishment.

The latter bowed his head and smiled wryly: "This is the most ironic part."

At the end of this plan, Chairman Yan suffered a completely unimaginable blow-this kind of strong blow even gave birth to his second and third personalities.

These personalities either firmly believe that they are doing a great experiment to forge a scalpel to save mankind, or they completely abandon unnecessary emotions and measure everything with reason and interests.

And no matter how you cover up, how you quibble, how you deceive yourself in a high-sounding manner, you can't change the most original fact.

...he changed his mind.

He gave up his plan to take everyone to the glacier-lined land of the dead.

He only wanted to escape, to escape from the program of the first cocoon, to escape from the dream cocoon that was sealed round and round by himself.

"This is probably the reason why he chose to show the experimental subject that movie three years ago."

Yan Xun said: "One day, he detected a 'severe, never-before-seen abnormal fluctuation of consciousness', and these recorded fluctuations were like scribbled lines with a pen. "

I don't know how long it took and how many deciphering algorithms were used, those consciousness fluctuations like messy wool were finally translated.

is a very brief message.

[The sea water submerged the glacier. 】

Just like the end of that movie is full of dark humor Easter eggs.

Human beings fleeing to the world on the other side received a message from the other side for the first time—the other side that Chairman Yan firmly believed in, where everyone could continue to survive safely.

He wantonly tramples on human life and treats everyone as a tool, because someone has to sacrifice for everyone.And when everyone lives on the other side, it will naturally become a new reality.

——Who would have thought that two continents on the other side of the ocean would be submerged by an ocean at the same time?

On the day when he went completely insane, Chairman Yan's consciousness was trapped in a dream of the future that was unknown how long in the future.

Oceans, oceans everywhere.

The surging sea flooded the land and engulfed the glaciers. One piece after another of ice floes floated on the water, and countless revolving lantern-like memories slowly faded in the water.

He frantically went to salvage a piece of ice floe, but was stopped by an unknown force.

Thick clouds surged all over the sky, and those deep, dark clouds were clusters of emotional shadows.

The ice floe rushed to the shore with the sea water, and there was the remains of the "cocoon" inside.It was a completely failed resistance, and the world on the other side was swallowed by the rising tide one step earlier than the reality.

There is no "new world" to escape to.

He saw shadows in the ice floes, and saw countless people embracing, kissing and saying goodbye.

Countless voices whispered in his ears, some thick, some light, some deep, some bright, there were old voices in their dying years, and there were giggling and babbling young children...

Those voices whispered softly in his ears.

[We are melting. 】

[Don't open your eyes. 】

……

In the next second, the consciousness of several people was suddenly awakened by the clapping of their hands.

The hypnotist was fascinated by this, and jumped three feet in fright: "Mr. Zhuang?!"

"Are you talking about that dream?"

Just as Zhuang Die came back from disinfection, he raised his hand and took two steps back, avoiding Yan Xun's broom in time: "That trajectory has been erased."

Yan Xun and the person in charge looked at him in a daze.

"That trajectory was extended from the node of 'President Yan and the first-generation cocoon made the captain into a ruthless scalpel', and it no longer exists."

"You can see it, right? This is too beautiful and stream-of-consciousness." Zhuang Die said, "Even the details and storyboards are exactly the same as that movie."

Yan Xun was speechless: "Uh..."

"He just simulated a trajectory in his dream, just like Eckert—except that his consciousness and the first generation cocoon were fused, so the simulation can be bigger and more real."

Zhuang Die knew that the person in charge must have read their mission records, explained briefly, and then looked at the brochure Yan Xun held in his other hand: "By the way, is there an electronic version of this?"

"Yes." Yan Xun hesitated, "What are you going to do?"

"The captain's wound will hurt." Zhuang Die pointed, "I'll read it to him as a bedtime reading."

"...Mr. Zhuang, these are near-death dreams."

There was some cold sweat on Yan Xun's forehead. Compared with "Mr. Zhuang who was resurrected because the Ling team was temporarily out of danger", he still felt that the lackluster Zhuang Di just now had better communication.

"You should also know that these dreams are very... weird because they are based on completely wrong correction methods."

Yan Xun said: "The background is usually an old castle, an abyss, or a dark room, or it is an abandoned hospital, an old classroom, or an empty hotel surrounded by heavy snow..."

If he remembered correctly, Zhuang Die should be most afraid of these things.

Of course he remembered correctly—just after Zhuang Die just listened to these key words, the little curly hair covered by the transparent plastic cap faintly began to straighten, and his shoulders trembled unconsciously: "Is there a ghost?"

"I suggest you..." Yan Xun was stunned, "Huh?"

"Is there a ghost?" Zhuang Die carefully confirmed, raised his hand and gestured with terrifying teeth and claws, "This kind."

Yan Xun didn't know how to answer, so he nodded in a daze.

"That's all right." Zhuang Die reassured.

He clenched his fists hard and encouraged himself: "Help pass me a copy. If you want the original version in full color without deletions, I'll read it to the captain."

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Teacher Xiaozhuang's bravest way of expressing love: telling ghost stories to the captain.