[Comprehensive English and American] This is not a serious day-to-day

How to turn a nightmare into a sweet dream?

Although knowing that the rules in the dream are different from reality, the superheroes are still at a loss as they look at the dark night before them, not knowing how to light up the darkness in front of them.

Even painters need paint to modify pictures, but they don't have the materials to modify dreams, let alone replace night with day.

There are no stars or moons on the wilderness, only boundless darkness, and the monster house behind it is dead silent, without any movement, and there is no light to be seen through the gaps in the doors and windows.

Iron Man's proposal is very good, but it is not as easy to implement as he said. If the nightmare is so easy to reverse, then it stands to reason that as long as the mind is strong enough, it should not be troubled by the nightmare.

But the truth is, most superheroes go through periods of nightmares.

The nano-armor Tony imagined didn't last for a few seconds. As soon as he put down his hand, the watch disappeared from his wrist. The things imagined by others didn't last too long. They were basically like bubbles. will break.

The mages present tried to release a few spells, but unfortunately, illusions seemed to have no effect in dreams. Even if they tried to imagine that there was a source of magic hidden in their bodies, and endless power could be gushed out from their palms, they could still only create a small amount of magic. small exception.

"Magic will be suppressed here, and the effects of all magic will be weakened." Loki put down his hand, his expression not very good-looking.

Beside him, a few small butterflies were dancing around him, each of them was as green as morning dew green leaves, with dew on their wings, perched on his body.

"Many fantasy lands will suppress external forces." Wonder Woman has experienced countless adventures, so Diana is familiar with this situation, "Maybe the rules here are different from reality, and magic is not the source of power in this world. "

It's a pity that even knowing this is useless, there are many mages present, but no one knows where they are.

Raniya is not a dream weaver, although she has woven many beautiful dreams, but she does not know that in the land of dreams, all dream weavers must first learn another thing before learning to weave dreams.

—to cut them off from the dreams they wove.

Generally speaking, people stay in their dreams and rarely leave their dreams, so although dreams can communicate with each other, and it is rare for many people to have the same dream, each dream needs The dream weaver infuses his own memories, wishes, fantasies and blessings, so every dream is closely connected with the dream weaver from the moment it takes shape. If this connection is not severed, those dreams sent will eventually flow to the dreams of the dream weaver Here, the dreamer will also be brought into the land of dreams.

In order to prevent outsiders from entering the dreamland and causing damage, every dream weaver knows to cut off the connection between the dreamland and himself, but Rania is just a mortal who accidentally obtained the dreamnet, let alone her, except that she was born in a magical family Most mages, such as Zatanna, don't know such details.

A group of people stood on the wasteland, racking their brains to think of a solution.

The Flash was eager to try: "Does that require me and Hal to weed?"

As he spoke, he took a sip of the smoothie, and saw Diana looking over helplessly, her eyes flicked over the smoothie in his hand, and suddenly she fell back, surprised: "Why didn't your smoothie disappear?"

After being reminded by her, Barry realized this, looked at other people for help, and after a while replied a little at a loss: "I just thought I didn't finish the smoothie when I was in the dream, so I thought about it, Then bang! There it was. Howl had it too."

Green Lantern holds up the smoothie in his testimony: "It tastes like the smoothie I just had."

"What's the difference between this and magic?" Wanda stared at the smoothie puzzledly, "Because..."

She paused, and suddenly understood: "Because this is in his dream? Can we bring the things in our dreams here?"

Few mages will explore the clues of the dreamland, because there is not much benefit.They will explore heaven, hell, the abyss and even the land of the dead, to pry into the mysteries of death and pursue the possibility of eternal life. In their eyes, dreams are just objects of peeping and prophecy.

So they don't know that, just like the land of the undead, which uses love and longing as its source of power, the source of power in the land of dreams is also different from the real world.

——Memories, wishes, fantasies and blessings, in the land of dreams, these are the powers of the dream weaver.

Hearing what the Scarlet Witch said, everyone suddenly became enlightened.

It is not difficult to give the owner of this nightmare a good dream, all that is required is that each of them give her a little good thing in their memory.

Their attitudes are all wrong, this is not a task, what they have to do is not to think about countermeasures, but to send their own blessings.

From Bruce's attitude, Clark guessed that the person who gave them their dreams as a gift was none other than Bruce's daughter, the little girl he had met several times. After thinking about it, he whispered to the Batman beside him: "I Remember it's her birthday today, isn't it?"

Superman's voice is very small, but most of the superheroes present have good hearing.

Batman nodded silently, almost imperceptibly.

It was rare for him to be distracted, and he didn't realize that he might have exposed his information until he nodded subconsciously, so he looked up at Superman, only to see the son of Krypton looking at the dark sky, smiling and saying: "Then I will The sky of Kansas to her."

As his words fell, the radiant morning sun jumped out of the horizon, the darkness quickly faded, the sky was washed layer by layer by the transparent sunlight, the dark blue transitioned to dark blue, and the dark blue faded into gray blue, the washed blue sky was clear and gentle, Much like Clark's impossibly blue eyes.

Superman takes a smear of color from his eyes and blends into the darkness, recreating memories of the clear skies of the Kansas town.

Under the amazed eyes of everyone, Clark lowered his head, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's your turn."

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked at each other and laughed in unison.

"I gave her the sea water of Paradise Island," said Diana.

The clear sea water rushes up to the wilderness, and the waves are turning over white foam like snow. The sea surface is shining in the sun, like thousands of pieces of glass pieced together to create a bright brilliance.

"I... gave her my city," Bruce said.

The black mist on the edge of the wasteland slowly dissipated, and the overlapping shadows were replaced by rows of buildings. Gotham rose from the black mist, perfectly embedded in those blurred outlines.

"..." Peter, who originally wanted to say "give New York to her", got stuck and had to carefully modify the wording, "Then I'll give her the Brooklyn Bridge?"

The majestic suspension bridge spans the bay and extends towards the city in the distance, as if there is no end.

"I gave her a place to party all night," Dick said, thinking about it.

The shadow of the Ferris wheel appeared on the edge of the city, the track of the roller coaster circled the city, and bursts of applause and cheers floated from the circus tent.

"Should I give her...my family's farm?" Clinton looked around and spread his hands.

"Then I'll give her mountains and forests," said his wife, Laura, smiling.

The mountains rise up on the wasteland, and the forests at the foot of the mountains are gradually dyed under the sun, as if God overturned the palette and splashed all the beautiful and warm colors on the earth. At the foot of the mountains, there are farms with white fences and winding paths. All the way to the lush plains.

"To be honest, I want a farm too." Tony looked regretful. "It seems that I can only send her a vision beyond the times."

Hawkeye immediately turned his head and complained to his colleagues: "Does he regard himself as a fairy godmother?"

"Then I'll give her the old time that never dies." Steve said with a smile.

"I gave her the sunrise and sunset of every day." Tim said solemnly.

"I give her the storms and waves of the seven seas," said Arthur.

Hal pondered for a moment: "Do you think the universe—"

Before he finished speaking, Barry covered his mouth and shouted: "The starry sky! He said to send the starry sky above her head!"

"Then you want to give her the moral law in her heart?" Cyborg interjected.

Barry: "..."

"I give her enough time to do whatever she wants," he said.

"I gave it to her to witness the happiness of a new life."

"I give her the never-ending carnival banquet in the Golden Palace! Endless songs, laughter, wine and food!"

"...I gifted her with an understanding of art and magic."

"I gave her...a childhood without regrets."

"I gave her her sober self."

"I give her a heart that can be touched by beauty."

"I send her an ocean of flowers."

……

All kinds of strange gifts fly across the sky like meteors, mountains, rivers, forests and the earth, a fantasy country rises from the wasteland, countless seeds fall into the earth, take pure blessings as nutrients, quickly take root, germinate, and bloom, as if in a raging Burning, the magnificent sea of ​​flowers unfolds in all directions. In this sea of ​​flowers, the incredible magnificent world is slowly waking up, spreading endless happiness and laughter.

Xiao Qiao was thinking about what fun things she could give to Damian's sister in her dream, when she suddenly heard Robin say behind him: "So you said that your father will mark everyone's birthday on the calendar is true .”

"Yes, I still know your birthday." Xiao Qiao said quickly.

"..." Damian didn't comment.

After a while, he said dryly: "I sent her away from ordinary vision."

Joe: "...and become like you?"

Damian sullenly said, "I think I'm good enough to be a role model for her."

Superboy was noncommittal to his friend's words, stuck out his tongue, thought for a while, and said relaxedly: "I gave her the ability to fly into the sky like me!"

"And I'm sending her home where she can go back forever," Alfred said.

His voice turned into a gust of wind, blowing across the dilapidated and twisted monster house, time seemed to be flowing backwards, the broken planks were put back together, the rotten door panels gradually stood up straight, the breeze circled the house, and when it dispersed, the monster house had already changed It became the beautiful Wayne Manor.

The manor is brightly lit, with warm yellow light shining behind the curtains in each room, the melody of the dance floats out from the gaps, and the fragrance of clothes and temples are bathed in golden light.

360 The fragments of the five forgotten dreams can be woven into a beautiful dream, and the 360 ​​five blessings finally reversed Rania's nightmare into a beautiful dream.

Now only the main character was not present at the birthday party.

The most important task has not yet been completed, and someone needs to knock on that door.

"It's your turn, Cavalier." Tony teased.

Under his urging, the dark knight withdrew his gaze from the manor, and looked at the closed gate of the manor.

He started to walk towards the manor in front of him step by step.

As he got closer, the dark breath faded from him, the uniform cape on his body slowly turned into suit trousers, and Batman slowly turned into Bruce Wayne.

Bruce stood in front of the door that seemed to never be opened, raised his hand, hung in the air, and finally dropped it after a while.

He knocked lightly on the door.