don't open your eyes [unlimited]

What Ling Su said about "doing a few simple tasks" actually refers to another type of drifting dreamland.

This kind of dreamland is usually not in charge of the special incident handling team, and most of them will be directly handed over to those directly responsible for the task inside.

Compared with their usual tasks, most of this kind of dream domains tend to be simple and direct, and they don't need to have so many scruples.And a small number of extremely complex and extremely dangerous ones will be permanently sealed by the "cocoon", and no one is strictly allowed to enter.

As for the birth of the so-called "Drifting Dreamland", the explanation is actually very simple.

"Like a seismometer, 'Cocoon' also provides macroscopic monitoring of the subconscious world."

Ling Su explained: "It's just that the scope of the subconscious mind is too large, so no matter how to improve the monitoring efficiency, it is difficult to include all emergencies."

As he spoke, he picked out all the yellow peaches in his fruit basket and poured them all into Zhuang Die's bowl.

"Our team is responsible for those dream crises that have not been detected in time due to various reasons, and have grown out of control in hidden places."

Ling Su said: "And most of the dreams have been detected by the 'Cocoon' as abnormal fluctuations at the moment when they started to change, and they have been intercepted quietly..."

These circumstances have not been disclosed to the public, and only the internal staff of "Cocoon" and a small number of official-led team leaders are aware of it.

This kind of interception of dreams is completely different from Yan Xun's subconscious detachment of the hotel.

"Cocoon" will only intercept the mutated dream itself - for the person concerned, the biggest impact is just that a dream is inexplicably interrupted halfway through.The subconscious works very fast, and the next dream can be seamlessly connected in an instant, and you won't notice anything strange after waking up.

Most of these intercepted mutant dreams will quietly dissipate due to being cut off from the main body, and merge into the huge and chaotic collective unconsciousness.

And the remaining part, because it has missed the best time to intercept, has absorbed the emotions and obsessions of the main body.Even if the connection is cut off, they can still grow into a dream realm by themselves.

There is no real consciousness of the parties in these dream realms, and if they are not dealt with, they will wander in the subconscious world forever, so they are called "drifting dream realms".

"In situations like D2 and F3, most of them are rapidly upgraded through a large number of processing drifting dreams, and their combat power is relatively stronger, and their ability to deal with more complex dreams with more changes is limited."

Ling Su took two pieces of watermelon, compared them carefully for a while, picked out the one with fewer seeds and handed it to Zhuang Die: "But if you encounter the kind of dream field that is completely different from solving puzzles and can only be solved by violent bulldozing , they also have their own definite advantages.”

This is a bit like the difference between players in a game.

Players with an intelligence flow that is inclined to solve puzzles naturally also have a force flow that is good at fighting.In addition, combined with my personality preferences, there are also agile streams, skill streams, data streams, tricky streams...

Everyone has their own strengths, and they also have the types of dreams that they are good at dealing with, and it is not possible to directly judge which is better.

Zhuang Die nodded and took a bite of the tip of the watermelon.

He played a variety of games, including many online battle games, so it was easy to understand.

Not only that, Zhuang Die also quickly realized another important difference between these two kinds of dream realms: "This kind of dream realm doesn't necessarily require a sleep cabin?"

Ling Su smiled, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Because there is no need to use the assistance of the 'cocoon' to enter the subconscious mind of the person involved, these 'drifting dreams' are actually similar to the principles of holographic games in terms of nature..."

While explaining, he took out a wet paper towel to wipe his hands clean, and stood up from the table.

Ling Su searched for a long time in front of the small bookshelf in the study, and finally found what he was looking for at the bottom: "As long as you have permission, two game helmets will do."

He took out two unopened holographic game helmets, quickly removed the wrapping paper, and smiled at Little Curly: "Are you interested?"

Zhuang Die's eyes brightened, and he quickly finished the last bit of watermelon: "Now I have it."

Before knowing that there was such a model, Zhuang Die thought that to do the mission, he would have to suspend his vacation and return to the team, and he had some reluctance that he didn't realize.

The team is also very good, he also likes Ling Su's office very much, and the sleeping cabin is also very comfortable...but it still feels different from home.

Zhuang Die still remembered the plan described by Ling Su on the way home. They hadn't stayed up late to play games, hadn't slept in a hurry, and hadn't been reluctantly woken up together by the glare of the sun.

...Facts have proved that Ling Su's plan is equally rigorous when it comes to such an important business.

They're going to stay up all night playing games now.

Zhuang Die held two empty bowls, and supported the plate of watermelon with his arms in a difficult posture, maintaining a shaky balance, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Originally, Ling Su didn't want Zhuang Die to wash the dishes, so he got up and followed to the kitchen, and saw that Curly was humming and playing with the water with great interest, and stopped again.

He didn't make a sound to disturb, but just leaned against the door and watched it quietly for a while.

Zhuang Die rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the sink, washing the dishes contentedly while studying the difficulty of blowing bubbles under different ratios of washing spirit and water.

The little curly hair seems to be very new to everything, and it is curious to go over to have a look everywhere.

The kitchen has not been explored yet, and Zhuang Die was taken aback by the automatic induction range hood, waved his hands back and forth and carefully studied its working principle for a long time.

Ling Su breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and smiled softly.

He pulled his hair again, confirmed the boundary between reality and dream in the simplest way, and walked back to the study lightly.

……

After playing for nearly 10 minutes, Zhuang Diicai finally put the two washed bowls and a plate on the draining rack.

He went to get some snacks, and when he opened the refrigerator to pick out a drink, he suddenly remembered something very important, and raised his hand to close the refrigerator door.

Ling Su is tidying up the game area in the corner of the study.

The carpet is so thick that it is not uncomfortable to sit on it directly.Ling Su dragged two huge beanbag sofas together, adjusted the lighting, and went to the bottom cabinet of the desk to find two moderately thick blankets.

After finishing these, Ling Su straightened up when he heard Little Curly knocking on the door outside.

Zhuang Die hugged several bags of potato chips, leaned on the edge of the door and asked, "Captain, do I have the authority to do this kind of task?"

After all, Ling Su is the leader of the official team—what's more, even if Ling Su himself never said it, even the vice-captain can see that he has a deep relationship with "Cocoon".It is not surprising that there will be several internal authorities.

But after all, Zhuang Die has only joined the job not long ago, and the only insiders who have really dealt with him are D2 and F3. According to his exploration of his personal background, he has not found any similar entrances.

"Not really."

Ling Su laid out the blanket and nodded frankly: "There are two kinds of permissions, one is regular permissions that are fixed and open to internal personnel, and the other is temporary permissions that are invited."

This kind of temporary permission is very precious, and it is only available to a small number of invited formal private dream processing agencies, and it is only valid within three days before the opening of the team mode.

Its purpose is actually very clear-to prevent the gap between these newly registered taskers and those directly under them from being too large.Before the official opening, give them a chance to clear the jungle and quickly improve their level, so as to prevent these people from being hit and losing confidence as soon as they join.

Zhuang Die already understood Ling Su's temper very well, and was still lying at the door, patiently waiting for the captain's "but".

Ling Su waited for two seconds, and couldn't hold back his laughter.

"But — some people have not only been hit already."

Ling Su shook the mouse and opened the chat room: "And he is very busy now, so he doesn't have time to use this precious temporary permission..."

"Captain Ling."

From the other end of the chat room, Yan Xun's weary voice sounded: "I suddenly began to doubt your motive for wanting to repair the relationship with us."

Tonight, the heads of these organizations met online, and they were indeed all overwhelmed by the situation of those parties.

When Ling Su suddenly took the initiative to contact them and expressed his willingness to provide help within his ability, Yan Xun even felt extremely ashamed of his narrow mind.

Because of the guilt caused by this kind of self-ashamedness, coupled with the harmonious atmosphere where everyone let go of their past suspicions at that time, and because I really couldn't stop tidying up the room, and it was difficult to connect to the Internet through the game helmet... Yan Xun sighed in Ling Su when his mind became hot. It would be great if Xiao Zhuang was also invited." At that time, he borrowed his authority.

"Obviously a better way is to let you lend Mr. Zhuang to my institution during these two days of vacation. In return, I will also lend you permission."

Yan Xun rubbed his bookshelf numbly: "This is also the most normal development, and that's what I originally planned."

This was the fifth time he was doing the job, and he was fighting the urge to take down all the books and scrub the entire shelf.

"What's the problem?" Yan Xun didn't figure it out until now, "Why did it become like this?"

Before Ling Su could answer, Zhuang Die's voice sounded outside the video call frame: "There is nothing wrong with the captain's motive."

In the next second, Zhuang Die also appeared on the video screen.

He thanked Yan Xun for the authority, and said seriously: "He really wants to help those parties."

Yan Xun rubbed his forehead vigorously: "I know this."

"I'm not questioning this, I'm questioning his entire motives other than this..."

Yan Xun sighed heavily while throwing a rag into the basin.

They are willing to bet and admit defeat. For people like them, dealing with each other is originally a kind of invisible contest.

In tonight's contact, Yan Xun also had the idea of ​​regaining his strength and overpowering Ling Su.

Yan Xun was not unconvinced when he lost to Ling Su in this kind of matter.

It's just that Yan Xun really didn't expect at all... Ling Su was able to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of him without a trace under the premise that he came prepared.

By the time Yan Xun fully reacted, he had been induced to willingly lend out his authority all night.

When Yan toured the country, Ling Su had already been expelled from the association.He had never dealt with Ling Su formally, and only now was he vaguely aware of the other party's true professional level.

"Mr. Zhuang." Yan Xun couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Zhuang Die for advice, "How do you usually get along with this kind of person who is so deep in the city and has three traps in every sentence?"

Zhuang Die was startled, thought carefully for a long time, then looked back at Ling Su: "Captain, who is he talking about?"

Yan Xun: "..."

Ling Su coughed lightly.

His chest suddenly felt a little hot, he rubbed his hair unconsciously, and tried his best to suppress the corner of his mouth that was raised again in a quivering voice.

Ling Su embraced the little curly hair, bent down happily, and leaned in front of the video dialog: "That's it, Dr. Yan—"

"Needless to say." Yan Xunfei quickly interrupted, "I understand."

Yan Xun wasn't so dull yet.

He looked at Zhuang Die, who had been standing in front of Ling Su all the time, and at the background that they were obviously at home, and the two people were wearing the same pajamas no matter how they looked, and finally completely gave up on digging Zhuang Die over.

Yan Xun didn't say another word, and quickly handed over his authority temporarily according to the agreement.

After doing this, Yan Xun raised the freshly washed rag with no expression on his face, and pressed it on the screen where Ling Su's figure had appeared, wiping the afterimage.

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The author has something to say:

#城府极深##There are three traps in every sentence#

Xiaozhuang: First of all, we rule out one option, which must not be the captain.