Tomb Raider: At the beginning, you can arrest spirits and dispatch generals

Based on the efforts of everyone, the entire chaos returned to normal order in an instant.

The old man quickly suppressed the surprise and said, "I have to say something now. Although I have controlled all the chaos, I can't affect the operation mechanism of the entire chaos. I will only restore the original, not the original one. change based on that."

"I understand, don't worry, you just need to be able to maintain the stability of the chaotic world, so that we can free up our hands to do other things."

After half an hour.

After discussing with Ye Ling and Ah Ning, they found the old man again.

"It's like this. After our analysis, besides the family members, the Creator probably cares most about us. In our world, if some people become vegetative, or in a coma, or even sleeping state, as long as he calls out the name of the person he cares about, or talks about the thing he cares about, the clearest and strongest memory, then he will wake up."

"But we can't over-stimulate it, or it will be troublesome for the Creator to really wake up. My waking up means waking up in a dream."

"So I thought of a way now, we people are independent of him, and you belong to him, so in this case, you are our microphone, you only need to call his name throughout the chaos , or something that we and he both know, maybe it will be able to bring him back to the dreamland."

Ye Ling said a lot in one breath, which can be described as tiring.

Xin said that for the sake of everyone's life and death, he had to save the Creator, and he was probably the most tiring protagonist.

However, if this matter is successful, it will be a very meaningful thing.

Because everyone can't die, what's the matter if they die?

Not long after, the old man started to shout, "Creator? Xiao Jin? Creator? Xiao Jin..."

But after shouting for a long time, he did not find the Creator reappearing.

This is very urgent.

Ye Ling quickly stopped, "Forget it, shouting for a long time will become a brainwashing behavior, and it will not work. We have to find another way."

"Old man, if I merge into Chaos...Of course, I don't want to replace you, I just want to wake him up myself."

The old man didn't shake his head, but stretched out his hand, and a white ball of light appeared in his palm.

"You just need to integrate your consciousness into it."

"it is good."

After another half hour.

"Creator, I'm Ye Ling, do you want to rob a tomb? Do you want to be free with us?"

"Do you want to live well without making money?"

"All creatures in the world need to support themselves, but we practitioners can completely avoid eating."

"As you write novels, you also know that you only need to think about it, and you can have everything from a house to a car to eat, drink, and have fun."

"Of course, except women, because everyone is an independent soul."

"But, after you become a practitioner, are you still worried that there will be no women?"

"Come on, whether you can hear me now or not, join us!"

......

In the dark, there was a change.

It was a blue planet, but it looked shriveled and lifeless.

In other words, this is an irregular planet, like a green moldy stone.

Ye Ling didn't say a word, the planet had a little more luster and was gradually expanding.

Not long after, Ye Ling felt his mouth was dry, and the planet finally took shape.

But it's not over yet.

The whole planet suddenly stopped in the high-speed rotation, and finally there were mountains and water.

Then there were little creatures, oddly shaped.

Finally, there are people, and in an instant, they have changed from monkeys to modern urban groups.

Immediately afterwards, the space corridor took shape, and gradually, the Creator slowly appeared in a building in a remote community.

He closed his eyes tightly, breathing gradually, and then began to mutter to himself.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

He pinched himself hard, "It turns out that I'm still in a dream. Could it be that I fell asleep before?"

At this moment, a voice came, "Creator, I am Ye Ling, have you come back? Have you come back? I have told you all about the benefits of practicing, and I can't say anymore, so you go back to In the dream, we were all pulled into the dream by you, if you die, we will all die."

At this moment, Ah Ning's voice came, "Hurry up, I found something here. I saw the Creator, and he just 'woke up'."

In the next moment, all the people crowded into the humble house of the Creator.

"You are this?"

"We are afraid that if you wake up and continue to write our novel, Xiaoyaolang will really die by then, and we will continue to become the walking dead in your writing."

"You mean I'm asleep? I feel like I've been asleep for a long, long time."

"So, now we have to discuss another thing, that is how you can cancel your novel, or how to really give me the creative rights. In addition, if you are afraid that there will be no full attendance or something, we can also find a way to break away from it." Your dreams and novels, and then come to your world to help you.

As long as we can go to your world, we can conjure it for you as much as you want. "

The Creator thought for a while, "To be honest, I always thought I was in reality, but I didn't expect that I was in a dream. I'm really sorry, and you just said that I got you all into a dream?"

"Yes, if you don't believe me, you can try to do something out of the blue. For example..."

boom!

With a loud noise, the Creator has already punched the thick wall.

A big hole was smashed into the wall.

None of this is miraculous. The miraculous thing is that all the steel bars inside the wall were broken.

As an ordinary person, this is completely impossible.

Ye Ling said quickly, "Try to restore the wall."

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The Creator frowned, "How can I do it? You let me break the wall, I can just punch, but you let me recover, how do you let me, who advocates materialism, recover?"

"Stop messing with me, you can write a world, and it's still in a dream, you don't know what a powerful and unconstrained style is?" Ye Ling chuckled, "You are like buying a lottery ticket, praying to win the prize Same."

The Creator did as he did, but after holding it in for a long time, he didn't let out a fart.

"Forget it, I know, I'm in a dream, I'm in a dream."

The creator sat down, "It seems that if I wake up, I will have to live a hard life. I feel that I have slept for a long time. If I wake up, I don't know if I can get up. Because I haven't eaten for two days before going to bed, sleeping for such a long time..."

"By the way, I just thought, if I can still remember you and our story in the dream after I wake up, will you not die?"

Ye Ling shook his head, and immediately denied, "Although dreaming is the same as reality, we all exist in your imagination and in your memory, but who can say for sure? When you are dreaming, you have formed a relatively complete body." But when it comes to reality, you will think about many things, such as if you are hungry or uncomfortable, it will also have a very big impact on this world.”

"Then what should we do now?"

"You are the author, you have a rich imagination, besides, we are not stupid, but we have always wanted to bring you back, fearing that if you die, we will die too, and we have never had time to discuss a countermeasure.

The most critical question now is how to safely return us to the original state, and the state of freedom.

But if you do that, you will lose the money you need to survive for a while, so we have to find a way to get the best of both worlds. "

"You mean, you really go to my reality?"

The Creator always felt that this matter was a bit troublesome, and it could even be said that there was no way.

He wrote books, he wrote about the real world, which is an ideological thing.

Not in realistic form.

I thought it was real before, but it turned out to be a dream after a long time.

Seeing that the Creator was in trouble, Ye Ling asked, "What you said before and what you presented, which ones are true and which ones are false?"

"After you came here, you started to rob the tomb. There are indeed tombs in South East Asia, but it may not be true.

As for the space corridor, half is my imagination, half is real, and the sky is indeed being built.

In addition, the Xiuzhen family is real. As for the command center, there is one, but it is probably not that great.

As for Xiao Huangmao and Ah Hua, they are actually fake, they are my imagination.

People who write novels will eventually think about things that are imaginative and brave.

You say this..."

"I thought you were unreliable before." Ye Ling immediately interrupted the Creator's words, "When you saved people, I guess you were still lying in the hospital, and the medical expenses were all loans, and you couldn't eat enough , How do you fight? And there are dozens of people on the opposite side, and you are a hero to save the beauty, who are you lying to? I thought it was fake at the beginning."

The creator sneered, "Indeed, I believed it myself at the time. It's just a dream. Sometimes it's really hard for me to doubt the authenticity of things, but let me tell you, there is indeed a chicken coop near the downstairs. Really, I won't lie to you."

"Tch, I'm not interested in that stuff, now you need to be thankful and happy that we are all still alive, and so are you. In addition, since they are all fake, then you don't need to feel uncomfortable about that matter. Thinking, when you go ashore, there will be plenty of good girls waiting for you."

Ye Ling sighed slightly, "Speaking of which, we are all people who can go to the sky and enter the earth. I didn't expect to be trapped in your world all our lives. Now we have to have our own freedom, my creator. "

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will try to live forever."

"Are you still trying to stay alive? You almost died before, you know? If Xiaoyaolang hadn't let that old man of mine rebuild a chaotic lifesaver, you would have died long ago."

"Xiaoyaolang?" The creator was a little puzzled, "This person is a little familiar, wait, wait."

Xiaoyaolang standing at the back felt uncomfortable for a while.

It was fine at first, but now it's fine, the creator's memory was a little fuzzy for a while, causing him to become fuzzy as well.

In another world, those superpowers also feel that something is wrong.

At this time, they have no ability, they are more ordinary than ordinary people, and they even faintly feel that they should die.

Everyone quarreled.

"At the beginning we shouldn't have gone out to help the Creator, but now after this battle, our superpowers are gone, and it was dark once before.

I think we should have been abandoned by the Creator! "

"Yeah, it's too bad. We don't have anything to help. You can read the report. When it was dark before, the stars were almost gone, and the planet has changed a lot. I believe it will return to the end of the world soon." .”

"Damn, what is this called?!"

......

At this time, Xiaoyaolang hurried forward, "Creator, if you can't remember it, just look at me. If you really can't remember it, then I will be gone."

What is stronger and stronger is useless now.

Before the Creator, he has nothing to do.

"You, oh, it's you, yes, yes, yes, I remember." The creator was a little embarrassed, but said very seriously, "I'm sorry, this person's thinking cannot be so clear in his dreams. I tend to forget a lot of things."

Ye Ling quickly glanced at Ah Ning, "Ah Ning, help the creator recall what happened during this period, and the world's characters. You can't forget them all. Since everyone exists, they can't disappear. Let's Find a way to transfer them to a safe place."

Ah Ning nodded.

Ye Ling looked at Xiaoyaolang again, "Okay, you've recovered now, you're fine, you can find a way to bring that old man here too, I don't think we can do this without the old man."

The Creator asked suspiciously, "What old man?"

"Old man, you can imagine it as the cells in your body, and now you are the leader of all the cells in your body. You can't control the cells in your body, and you can't feel them, even if you know that there are cells.

Therefore, the old man has subjective initiative, and he must participate in this matter. "

The Creator smiled, making people look a little uncomfortable, "I understand, in fact, I guess it's already a bit difficult for me to wake up, let alone take you out safely or find you a free place." space."

Everyone was speechless.

This kind of thing is a bit depressing.

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The Creator suddenly laughed happily again,

"Do you know? Although you do exist now, it's just that the way of existence is different from our normal people.

Of course, I didn't say that you are not normal people.

Although such a plot is formed by your subjective initiative, I think there is really no author who writes like this in this world, right?

Although I have read many books in which the main character ran out, there is really no such thing as ours. "