don't open your eyes [unlimited]

The three of them followed all the way and happened to see this scene clearly.

"I understand."

Zhuang Die looked at Ling Su: "This is how the 'Paradise Island' in the dream can achieve perpetual motion..."

Ling Su leaned against the wall thoughtfully, without turning his head, he stopped Song Huaimin, who was almost unable to bear it, and said, "Old Song, we can't act rashly now."

Song Huaimin frowned, his face was extremely ugly, and he said quickly in a low voice: "You saw it too, that place—"

"Responsible for providing energy to the entire submarine."

Ling Su nodded, the moment the door opened, he had already seen the situation inside clearly: "Counting the ones just put in, there are at least five inside..."

He paused for a moment, not continuing to utter the last word.

The substance inside is really hard to be clearly called "human being".

That didn't even look like a shadow.

In the last dream, Chen Le's mother was almost eroded by emotions and turned into a black shadow for a while, but at least she was able to communicate and still retained the most basic human characteristics.

And the "black matter" in that room had lost any recognizable shape—even when the door was opened, they didn't respond in any definite way.

It was only because a small amount of chaotic consciousness fluctuations that escaped during the process of opening and closing the door triggered the "cocoon" detector that Ling Su roughly confirmed the number of people.

"That door is not something we can open. Even if we can open the door, it may not save them, but it may put us in."

Ling Su pressed Song Huaimin: "Thinking about it, this is at least a real submarine that existed more than 100 years ago. It's not a steampunk worldview. At least they won't be burned as fuel..."

He comforted Song Huaimin sincerely, looked at the vice-captain with an increasingly ugly face, and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, we have to speed up the progress."

Only by completely cracking open this dream domain can everyone truly escape.

Whether it's other people trapped here, the undead and wandering spirits imprisoned here and unable to sleep...or themselves.

Song Huaimin was also very aware of this matter, he tried his best to suppress his thoughts, grabbed Zhuang Die and asked, "What's the matter with the perpetual motion you just mentioned?"

"There are two sets of cycles on this submarine." Zhuang Die said, "The captain will continue to invite guests in order to make up for the missing crew members. We already know this cycle-but the behavior of the crew now explains another problem. .”

Zhuang Die turned up his collar, lowered his head slightly, and followed Ling Su's footsteps: "Why are there not many guests exceeding the limit under the captain's warm invitation..."

While speaking, several people had already returned to the banquet hall.

The captain is no longer in the banquet hall, probably because the number of guests has decreased a lot, and he returned to the captain's room to continue writing a new invitation letter.

The episode just now didn't cause much disturbance, and most people didn't notice the difference at all.And a small number of people who briefly woke up because of the stimulation have been quickly subdued by the crew and taken to the lounge to "calm their mood."

D2 was knocked unconscious by the pallet again.

Only now did he finally find time to soberly check the team communication channels.Through Ling Su's previous message and several updated team sharing clues, plus what he saw and heard along the way, D2 finally sorted out the situation of the whole dream.

But when he wanted to leave here, he found that he was firmly tied to the table leg.

At this moment, seeing the three culprits turning back leisurely, D2 became very angry: "You guys——"

Zhuang Die's hand formed a conditioned reflex, and subconsciously raised the tray, but Ling Su stopped him in time: "Wait a minute."

"..." D2 involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.Now when he saw that newcomer, he had a physical headache, his whole head was buzzing, and for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say.

Ling Su squatted down: "Have you checked the key clues we found?"

As soon as D2 let go of his breath, he was speechless by Ling Su's question, and choked on his chest again: "..."

The team's shared clues come entirely from the other three - this is not surprising at all, after all, the direction of action of him and F3 is completely different from the main line of this dreamland.

If D2 hadn't been brought back to the submarine by the captain, but was forced to quit because he was exhausted in the fierce battle with the wolves, they would even think that this was just an overly dangerous wilderness survival dream.

"Since this is the case, it will be much more convenient to explain." Ling Su nodded, "Don't rush to get angry - we need you to quit now and return to the headquarters of 'Cocoon' to report in detail the situation of this special dream domain."

After hearing the first half of Ling Su's sentence, D2's expression turned cold.

"Why did you ask me to report? The clues are all found by your rookie?" D2 glanced at Zhuang Die.

He can check the shared clues, whether it is the truth hidden behind the submarine, or the secret of the safe code, the logbook, and even the connection between the number of people in the dream and the status of the captain, all of which were discovered by Zhuang Die first.

Even though seeing Zhuang Die now gives him a headache, D2 has to admit that rookies with this ability will be focused on training even at the headquarters.

"Are you afraid that he will steal the limelight from you as the captain? Or are you afraid that his contribution value will be higher than yours?" D2 seemed to be deliberately provoking Ling Su, and his tone was even slightly mocking, "If you are really for him good--"

"I will hide him." Ling Su said calmly, "At the same time, I also hope that you can cooperate and save a few words."

D2 was stunned unconsciously.

He suddenly frowned, staring at Ling Su who had no emotion in front of him.

Judging from the data, Lingsu's various scores are not outstanding, with a bunch of messy and meaningless skills, and even a professional assessment of [Unqualified] officially given by the Psychological Association.

The other party was squatting in front of him, his hair and the clothes he got from the crew were in a mess, half a cigarette was stuck in his ear, and his eyes were half downcast. No matter how you looked at it, he looked completely unmotivated and unmotivated.

From the very beginning, D2 couldn't figure it out at all. No matter what, the special operations team officially cooperated with the official. How did such a person get into the position of captain...

But just now, when Ling Su said that sentence, he suddenly felt a little sinister.

D2 unbelievingly wanted to add a few more sentences, but found that he really couldn't say anything about Zhuang Die.

Not to mention opening his mouth, even when such a thought came to his mind, it was as if an invisible hand sealed his mouth tightly.

And his sight seemed to be stuck by something, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move away from Ling Su's gaze.

……

After a few seconds, Ling Su suddenly snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.

A pinch of small flames floated up, and D2 seemed to hear a very slight crisp sound in his head, and his sight suddenly regained his freedom.

"Small tricks, a kind of hypnosis." Ling Su seemed to know what he was going to ask, and answered in advance, "Suggestion and hypnosis in the dream world are easier than reality, and the effect is better-you should add one item to your training, Taught you to resist this."

D2 was startled and frightened, and took a few breaths before regaining his composure.

Ling Su patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction, turned around, leaned over and disturbed Zhuang Die who was writing and drawing in a small notebook: "What did you write?"

"The path of the perpetual motion machine." Zhuang Die showed him the piece of paper, "The cycle on this submarine is very stable."

The captain continued his work in hallucinations: recruiting crew, keeping logbooks, and patrolling newly discovered islands.

The crew also continued to work.

They enthusiastically raised the prey brought back by the captain.

So the crew will be hospitable to all the "guests", provide plenty of delicious food and drinks, and stop fighting among the "guests".

"To find the prey here directly, the thinking is generally more active, and the consciousness is more active, so it is suitable for energy."

Zhuang Die tore off the piece of paper, put it in front of several people, and drew an arrow in the middle of the two circles that said "banquet hall" and "energy warehouse": "The consciousness of these people is the nourishment that keeps this dreamland running." .”

"The beasts in the forest, on the one hand, are the projections of the predatory fish in the ocean, and on the other hand, they are also the concretization of the defense mechanism in the captain's subconscious - the original function of the defense mechanism is actually to prevent the captain from entering the forest and sinking deeper. Remind him to realize that none of this is real."

Zhuang Die drew on the paper: "But the captain finally chose to completely abandon the truth, so the position of these defense mechanisms also changed accordingly, and began to search for prey in the forest for him..."

"'Prey' are those who have not found the correct entrance and stayed in the forest?!" Song Huaimin suddenly understood, "Don't tell me, these steaks——"

He subconsciously glanced at D2, and quickly added: "Sorry, I didn't mean you."

D2: "..."

Song Huaimin also felt that he had been infected by Ling Su. He rubbed his forehead vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and then pulled back the SAN value that was almost persecuted: "There is no need to answer... I don't want to know at all."

He has never been as curious as Ling Su, so he changed to the next question without hesitation: "Then what if someone is really good at fighting and repelling those beasts? Is it possible to open a road from the forest to escape from this place?" The exit of Pianmeng Realm?"

Although they went in the wrong direction from the beginning, the combat effectiveness of D2 and F3 is undoubtedly not to be underestimated.

If F3 didn't quit unexpectedly, and given enough time for the two of them, it might not be impossible to completely kill all the wolves in the forest.

No matter how huge the dream realm is, there is always a boundary. If you can go out through the small door of the diving cabin, return to the "island", and forcefully open the road through the forest, you might still have a chance to get out.

……

Hearing Song Huaimin's words, D2 turned his head away uncomfortably.

This path is not going to work.

If he guessed correctly, when the wolves were about to lose their hold, the ghost of the captain would sense it and leave the submarine to appear in the underwater forest.

And with D2's current ability, there is no need to consider the chances of winning a direct battle with the captain - in fact, with the addition of 15% mental power, he has not even been able to touch that figure at all...

Perhaps because of Ling Su's inexplicable shock, coupled with Zhuang Die's reasoning ability, D2's ability to deal with these three people has also begun to improve.

He didn't want to get into a complete stalemate with these people, took a deep breath, and was about to provide clues on his side: "I—"

"Impossible." Ling Su also shook his head at the same time, "The captain will guard that forest."

Ling Su added: "Although Xiaozhuang can knock him down with a safe, I can also take the opportunity to rush up and make up a dozen dollars, but the captain's real combat power is actually very strong..."

D2 who didn't touch the corner of the captain's clothes at all: "..."

"...We were just lucky at the time, and happened to attack the captain when he first appeared and was at his weakest. Even so, we couldn't kill him at all."

Ling Su continued: "However, if you have the strength to kill all the wild beasts in the forest, it is a rare situation. No matter what, there must be some special treatment."

D2 finally feels a little better.

This is what happened to him himself, he sat up straight with his arms propped up, and nodded: "Yes—"

"Hmm." Zhuang Die turned the pen holder, poking the paper lightly and pondering, "It's more chewy..."

D2: "..."

"So I have to bring it here and feed it a few good meals."

Ling Su fully understood Zhuang Die's meaning: "Being able to kill all the beasts means that it is strong enough and tastes good enough..."

"Okay, okay." Song Huaimin interrupted him, "Can you change the subject? This is a dream, not reality. Can you describe it so realistically?"

Even if Ling Su said it like this, it was essentially nothing more than a struggle and engulfment between conscious bodies.

The consciousness of these crew members who have been trapped in the near-death dreamland for more than a hundred years has already been on the verge of drying up with the passage of time, so they urgently need to absorb new consciousness from the outside world.

But in reality, the dream mutation that happened more than three months ago led to the free establishment of passages between the dream realms, which just met their needs-if the speculation of a few people is correct, I am afraid that there are already hundreds of invitations The letter was sent out during these three months.

What Song Huaimin is most worried about is actually how many such dream realms have not been discovered, and how many people have been trapped by these dream realms...

Ling Su closed his mouth, slightly shrugged his shoulders with some regret, and brought the topic back: "If you want to break the situation, you still have to start with the submarine itself."

Zhuang Die nodded, put down the pen and paper: "I have thought of several ways."

He raised the first finger: "We can take the submarine apart with a screwdriver."

"..." Song Huaimin was instantly startled by his thought: "Is it feasible?"

"It's not feasible." Zhuang Die checked the panel and shook his head, "I've let the screwdriver work until now, and I just removed 470 screws. There are at least hundreds of thousands of screws in this submarine."

Song Huaimin rubbed his forehead, wondering if it was because he had been with these two people for a long time, but he was a little disappointed with the answer: "...What about the second one?"

Zhuang Die raised his second finger again: "We can concentrate all the people on the bow of the boat, and then blow up the whole submarine."

As he spoke, he looked at D2 expectantly.

"...How is that possible!" D2 broke down, "This submarine has a displacement of over a thousand tons, right?"

Not to mention that his mental power has only a trace of blood left, even if he is directly made into a bomb with full blood, it is impossible to blow up such a huge monster...

Zhuang Die lowered his eyes and let out an "oh".

Seeing Ling Su's attitude, he originally thought that these people had some merits.

Finding that the other party did not have the strength to blow up a submarine with one punch, Zhuang Die sighed in frustration, turned around with the small bench in his arms, and slowly moved back to the captain who could strike sparks.

D2: "..."

Song Huaimin found that D2's face was obviously not very good-looking, and frowned: "How about you, can you still hold on? If you can't, then retreat first, we will continue to share information."

When attacking the captain, D2's cognition has been forcibly disturbed, and the exit button in the background is still invisible.

He didn't want to admit it, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "No need."

Song Huaimin just tried to persuade him kindly, seeing that his attitude was firm, he didn't say any more, and turned back with the bench in his hand.

D2 was tied to the table leg, watching the backs of the three people moving further and further away, he felt his head buzzing non-stop.

For some reason, he suddenly felt inexplicable envy for F3 who left early, and at the same time sincerely regretted his choice at that time.

D2 hit the table leg twice with his head, and found that the rescue function of "Cocoon" could not be physically triggered, so he could only stare at his backstage.

He tried to stare at the blocked buttons by willpower.

... He also wanted to forcefully retreat.

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