don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Under the influence of the puppet in the subconscious, Dr. Yan's state is still very unstable.Once caught in some kind of obsession that "must be cleaned up", it is likely to frantically wipe the screen that Ling Su has shaken for the whole night.

Ling Su acted in time, terminated the video call, and closed the chat room page as well.

He imported the temporary permissions handed over by Yan Xun into the backstage, and immersed himself in the operation for a few minutes: "Okay... then there will be no problem."

Ling Su removed the data cable connected to the computer, picked up the helmet with modified permissions, and handed it to Zhuang Die: "Try it."

Since the temporary permission with the nature of invitation is issued, "Cocoon" will not restrict it too much, and originally acquiesced that this kind of permission can be lent or even donated.

After all, the invitees are all professionals in the field—these people either have their own jobs, or simply have their own consulting agencies, and their schedules are already full of visitors who have made appointments.Not everyone has time to gain experience in these three days, it is better to transfer the authority to those who need it as a favor.

The only rigid requirement of "Cocoon" is that each permission can only be used by one person at a time, and it is just to avoid the extreme situation where the number of people entering the Drifting Dreamland far exceeds the expected one.

If Yan Xun successfully defeated the puppet in his subconscious and freed himself from the heavy cleaning work within three days, Zhuang Die could transfer the authority back to him at any time.

Ling Su also took a helmet himself, and led Zhuang Die to the specially separated game area in the corner of the study, where he stretched his legs and sat down on the floor in a relaxed manner.

Zhuang Die imitated his movements, and as soon as he sat down, half of him sank into the lazy sofa.

Ling Su pressed the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and carefully dug out the little curly hair from the sofa, and leaned on his shoulder with the person in his arms: "How about this time?"

Teacher Xiaozhuang was very satisfied, put on the helmet and nodded: "Perfect."

Ling Su couldn't help chuckling.

He also put on the game helmet, circled Zhuang Die to his side, raised his hand and adjusted the radio device of the helmet: "Turn on the mission mode. There are two people, enter the random queue."

As soon as the voice fell, the standby screen in front of Zhuang Die's eyes also switched instantly, turning into a dark blue boundless sky.

Countless stars are inlaid on the blue velvet-like dome.

Some of them are bright, some are dim, flickering slowly, and gradually merge into a wide galaxy that seems to be flowing slowly.

……

When he looked carefully, Zhuang Die suddenly realized that the light spots floating like stars all over the sky turned out to be dreams.

One of the light spots was getting brighter and brighter, as if there was some kind of strange suction pulling their consciousness into it.

All perception of reality gradually fades away.

"Confirm access."

Ling Su's voice was next to his ear: "I wish us a good dream."

[Identity confirmation, connecting to the neural program module. 】

[You have chosen the random task mode. 】

[You have entered the queue and are matching pending dream realms. 】

[Matching complete.You are about to enter No. 14679 Drifting Dreamland, the number of taskers: 5 people. 】

[Dream Domain imported successfully. 】

Zhuang Die opened his eyes in the familiar mechanical beep.

It was bright all around, and he was standing in a running elevator.

The car is slowly descending at a certain constant speed, and the metal inner wall looks very ordinary, without any suggestive information.

Ling Su stood beside him.

...I am used to being disassembled and teleported every time I start a game, but this time the two of them are a little uncomfortable.They exchanged glances with each other, confirmed that they were indeed dreaming, and then turned their attention to the surroundings.

There were three other people in the elevator, which happened to be evenly distributed in the other three corners of the car.

Zhuang Die leaned closer to Ling Su, opened his background panel, and briefly checked the current situation.

There are many differences between the task modes of Drifting Dreamland and ordinary Dreamland.The most obvious difference is that the task allocation of Drifting Dreamland is completely dominated by "Cocoon", leaving no room for them to choose by themselves.

Under the leadership of "Cocoon", as long as you enter the queue, you will be randomly assigned to the drifting dreamland where the total number of taskers is variable, ranging from two people to many people.

Similarly, it is possible to create a dream pressure difference to enter the dream, or it is possible for the tasker to replace some remaining fragments of uninhabited consciousness in the dream realm - in the latter case, the tasker will have an initial identity and needs to be the subject to decipher dreams.

As for the number of taskers assigned to each dreamland, it is the optimal number given by "Cocoon" after a preliminary scan of the drifting dreamland, based on a series of factors such as estimated rating, danger, difficulty... configuration.

There is no team mode in Drifting Dreamland, no matter how many missions enter, no team will be formed.

Ling Su's virtual screen was not hidden from Zhuang Die. Zhuang Die looked up, and both he and the captain's backstage only showed his own detailed information.

In the "Random Mission Mode" column, which is more than usual, only some unhidden public information of the other missionaries is simply marked.

All three of them are direct taskers of "Cocoon".The youth standing opposite them was level 2 like D[-], while the other two were level [-] and level [-].

However, these level displays have now turned gray.

"Are you 'invitees'? First time doing this kind of mission?"

A few seconds later, the second-level youth took the initiative to break the silence.

He couldn't see the virtual screens of the two of Ling Su, but he could more or less guess what the other party was looking at: "Don't care about the gray number. After the team mode is officially opened, our set of ratings should be discarded."

As for the reason for the abandonment, it is actually very simple-this numbering system was actually used by the first generation of "Cocoon" pioneers, and it has been continued internally as a commemoration.

In the past, when there were not many taskers, this numbering system could barely be used.

But after the team mode is opened, the number of taskers will continue to increase, and the concept of the so-called "direct taskers" will also be blurred, and it is no longer appropriate to continue using this number.

On the other hand, the ordering adopted by this system is exactly the opposite of the mental power assistance mode updated later.The old ratings increase in strength in the order of four, three, two, and one, which conflicts with the existing order of mental power levels, and continuing to use it will cause confusion.

……

This numbering system accompanied the first generation of "Cocoon", and had a profound impact on the relevant insiders.Due to the sudden increase in the number of invitees, these people who are directly under the task obviously have been questioned about this matter.

Before Ling Su could ask questions, the young man had already explained it fluently, and added at the end: "Our new remarks have not been replaced...don't call us that."

It is also unclear whether the "cocoon" is intelligent or not. When replacing the numbering system, they directly transliterated the remarks according to their code names in an extremely simple and rough manner.

The young man's code name is S2, and the note column shows Erles, which is considered very lucky.

Remarks like D2 are directly transliterated into douchebags. They have already plunged into the training mode because they were too hard to come out. They are going to stay in it until the day when the team mode is opened...

Ling Su came back to his senses and nodded, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Obviously, he had quickly thought of this possibility, looked at the "in training" behind the head of D2, twitched the corner of his mouth, and his expression became subtle.

The young man also nodded with him, turned around, and looked at the constantly changing numbers on the top of the car.

During the time they were talking, the elevator had descended from more than twenty floors to the first floor, but it still had no intention of stopping and continued to descend.

The red number jumped all the way to "-5", and the car they were in finally stopped moving slowly.

It's just that although the elevator stopped, the door of the car did not open automatically, as if it was still waiting for the passenger's next operation.

There was a rustling sound from outside the elevator.

The sound became clearer and clearer, and gradually became a kind of toothache, as if the bones were forced to rub against each other in some unnatural way.

What is even more chilling is that these strange sounds are still approaching—soon, the sound has approached to the point where the door is separated, and the lights in the elevator also begin to flicker on and off frequently.

Under the brief light, the elevator door has been vaguely pried open a gap.

Stretching in along that slit were several bony fingers, blue-gray and with pale nails.

Those fingers didn't seem to feel any pain, they were squeezed hard by the elevator door, they still moved stiffly, and continued to stick their entire palms in.

The crisis is close at hand, but the young man has no intention of dealing with it, and just stands there with his hands behind his back.

Without waiting for the youth to explain, the other two third- and fourth-level players had already taken action quickly.One of them raised a gun to guard, and the other immediately rolled on the spot after pressing the elevator door open, took out a dagger, and took the initiative to attack the monster outside the door.

After the elevator door was fully opened, the category of that "monster" was already obvious.

No hair, only a few sporadic teeth left, the skin is greenish blue-gray, the clothes are tattered, and the walking posture is stiff and weird...

"Zombie again."

The third-level team members held guns on guard, and couldn't help complaining: "It's been so long, does anyone still watch horror movies before going to bed?"

"It doesn't have to be before going to bed." The young man said, "Dreams will reproduce the experience of the day, which is actually more common. But it can't abolish activities that may cause nightmares, so there is no way."

The two of them were still standing in place while they were talking, and they didn't seem to have any intention of helping their teammates. They just watched the newest player with the lowest level try his best to fight the zombies.

The fighting power of a single zombie is not strong, but its durability is higher.

Although it was difficult for the fourth-level member to end the battle for a while, it was not in danger. As long as it took a little longer, he could successfully deal with the opponent.

The young man paid close attention to the battle situation, turned around after confirming the situation, and looked apologetically at Ling Su and Zhuang Die who were still standing in the elevator: "Sorry——"

"We came at the wrong time?" Ling Su stopped discussing with Zhuang Die, raised his head and asked curiously.

A long paragraph of prepared words was summed up by him in one sentence. The young man paused, his expression showing some embarrassment.

"Looks like I guessed it right." Ling Su smiled, "You all bring newcomers like this now?"

"It's just this time... the team mode is about to be officially opened, and the internal pressure is a bit heavy. This method is the fastest. We will also strengthen training in the future to make up for this part of the strength that has been promoted."

The young man instinctively explained a few words quickly, and then suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that he seemed to have absolutely no need to say this to the other party.

He stopped talking, stunned unconsciously, and looked at Ling Su.

The other party didn't seem to care about his answer at all, and lowered his head to talk to his companion.

For some reason, the inexplicable sense of guilt that popped up when answering the other party's question disappeared without a trace.

The young man was silent for a moment, but he still couldn't help but add another sentence: "We need to increase the average strength of those who are directly under the task...so we have to let newcomers brush up their contribution."

This kind of thing is actually a semi-open secret inside the "Cocoon", and strictly speaking, there is no problem - these drifting dream realms have no real parties in the first place, and they can get quite a lot of experience points with other dream realms .By improving the strength of new players in this way, the total amount of mental power can be quickly increased.

Although there will be disadvantages of too fast upgrading and unstable strength, the various auxiliary functions and skills of "Cocoon" can make up for this defect, and it is enough to do targeted training later.

Most of the second-level taskers bring the third- and fourth-level taskers to gain experience, and they will be directly queued to the three-person dream realm.At most, only one person will be added, and they will quickly push them along the way, and leave with some experience.

The young man didn't expect that, as soon as the Dreamland started this time, he would directly recruit two non-internal questers...

"Okay, okay." Ling Su said dumbly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually."

He lightly rubbed Zhuang Die's head, and spoke for Little Curly: "Compared to this, what is more important is that my partner just wanted to ask...why do we have five players in this round?"

After all, this is not a real large-scale online game, and what they are facing is not a well-designed level for entertainment.

The reason why the game mode is used to train questers is simply because it can minimize the pressure on the questers when dealing with the dream realm, let them separate all this from reality clearly enough, and avoid as much as possible the questers being killed by themselves. Situations of overwhelmed by mental stress.

"Cocoon" will send five people into this dream realm, so there must be a reason for doing so, it is impossible to just send a zombie to spawn monsters and upgrade them.

"Are you worried about the difficulty of this dream?"

The young man looked back: "It shouldn't be a big problem...the reason why it is a five-person dream domain is probably arranged according to the number of zombies to be dealt with."

When he said this, in the empty space outside the elevator, there were already zombies emerging continuously.

The zombies staggered across the fake lawn, apparently aiming for the elevator they were in.

The fourth-level member was gradually stretched out, and the teammates around him also joined in, and the submachine gun spit out bright flames, stopping all the zombies outside the elevator.

Although the number of zombies seemed endless, each of them had very weak combat effectiveness and could not pose any real threat.For this kind of drifting dream realm without the support of the body, as long as the ownerless consciousness is exhausted from within, the dream will naturally dissipate.

"Just take the elevator up, we'll stay here to finish killing the zombies, and we'll leave after we get the experience."

The young man said: "Don't worry, we will give you a part of the experience and reward points."

——In fact, this kind of dream of "taking the elevator to the basement and being beaten by a group of zombies" is the normal state that most taskers need to deal with.

Not every dream hides strong fluctuations in consciousness, and not every dream is intricate, full of changes, and contains countless crises and conspiracies.

Even for the special incident handling team with relatively more complicated tasks, most of the people that Deputy Captain Song leads to deal with are those who "have lost their way in the dream because they have no sense of direction", "scared by a snake in the dream", etc. C-level or even more ordinary dream realms.

Of course, the reward points and experience points of these dream domains are very low, and it takes tens or hundreds of them to be worth a B-level dream domain. Naturally, there is no free lottery chance...

It is also for this reason that the youth is also preparing to speed up the flat push to end this round, and lead the players to the next Dream Realm with more experience points.

"Go back to the first floor, and you should be able to get out of the mission... I'm sorry for causing you trouble because of us."

The young man stepped into the elevator and apologized politely again.

He pressed the return elevator button for Ling Su and Zhuang Die, and was about to turn back and clean up the group of zombies with his teammates when he suddenly froze.

He stood in front of the panel of the elevator, and tried to press the other buttons one by one.

All the buttons on the elevator seemed to be out of order except for the door open and close buttons which could still be pressed.

And even though the door close button could be pressed, the elevator door did not close, but a 60-second countdown jumped out at the position above where the floor was originally displayed.

"You'd better go back to the elevator as soon as possible." Zhuang Die said, "It's the same whether the zombie pushes or not."

The young man frowned and asked puzzledly, "Why?"

"They didn't make a move to hug the two people and bite their heads."

Zhuang Die opened the backpack and rummaged inside: "This means the direction is reversed."

"We're not in the direction they're attacking. On the contrary, they're running away...just a little slower."

"And the pursuers who are chasing them are even slower than them."

Zhuang Die pulled out the hell lava baseball bat from his backpack, moved his lower joints, and got ready.

Before the young man could react, he turned around in a daze, but suddenly his eyes widened in astonishment.

... In front of his eyes, the overwhelming green sphere roared towards him, sweeping away all the zombies in an instant.

The attack power of those green spheres was much higher than that of zombies. They were heavily embedded in the metal elevator doors, humming and vibrating constantly, and some even directly penetrated a large hole in the wall.

The fourth-level player was accidentally wiped by a green ball, and his blood bar dropped by 10% in an instant. He was rushed back into the elevator by his teammates.

Seeing another green ball flying towards them with a strong wind, Zhuang Die took a step forward, rounded the baseball bat in his hand to meet it accurately, and hit a beautiful home run.

The countdown reached the last second, and the elevator doors finally closed before the rain of green balls came.

Through the rapidly closing gap, the young man saw a row of angry peashooters bouncing forward slowly.