I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 858 Confusion
"What about people?"

Ah Qing's brain suddenly went into a state of chaos.

He had prepared himself mentally, but the empty conference room made all his preparations go to waste.

"Laoping..." He called out hesitantly, but there was no response from inside the house.

The members of the robot team also disappeared without a trace, leaving only the table full of dinner that had been prepared at an unknown time.

“When was this made?”

He hadn't been away for long. When he left, the table in the conference room was empty. How come there was suddenly a table full of food now?
A Qing's mind was full of questions. He shouted several times towards the second floor, but still no response.

The surroundings were quiet. He stood at the door, the flickering neon lights outside shone on him. The food on the table was steaming, but the people who prepared the food were missing.

Looking at the fragrant roast chicken on the table, A Qing was suddenly stunned.

This... was also the content of his dream.

“I’ve seen this!”

Sizzling roast chicken, neatly arranged tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, steaming tomato soup...

He experienced this scene while he was asleep.

But at that time, he didn't look at it from this perspective.

Ah Qing remembered that he seemed to have circled the table several times, flying over the food. His vision seemed to be extremely free, and he could go wherever he wanted, even into the food, without any obstruction.

Is it an illusory dream or a real experience?

White hot air floated in the air, and the neon lights outside the house shone in, passing through the white air and making them colorful.

The colorful hot air gathered together, seemingly completely out of its normal trajectory. It no longer floated up, but became thicker and thicker, like syrup, stirred into a sticky mass.

Ah Qing stared at this scene with his eyes wide open.

"No! This is not fake! I really saw it! It was not a dream, it was something I really experienced."

"Cola……"

"18:57..."

"And this banquet..."

"I've experienced it all, it's not a dream!"

But if all this is not a dream, why does it feel so familiar?
Dream, reality, dream, reality...

Ah Qing kept thinking about his experiences of the day.

Absurd, bizarre, weird, coincidental... seem even more difficult to understand than dreams.

He suddenly realized.

"Those things were not dreams, this is the dream."

The moment this thought appeared in his mind, the colorful gas in the conference room rushed towards him. Before he could react, the brilliant gas directly covered his face.

The colorful air twisted and drilled into his nasal cavity, mouth, eyes, and ears, seeping into every pore on his face. Aqing's perception also turned into a chaotic color.

Endless colors twisted and distorted, as if dragging him into a deeper dream.

The colorful energy surged faster and faster, madly drilling into Aqing's body. Through those distorted colors, those familiar things kept reappearing and disappearing. He wanted to close his eyes, but even if he closed his eyes tightly, those colors could still rush in unhindered.

Under the constant stimulation of those things, A Qing's dusty memories surged up like a tide, and he finally remembered who he was.

"I'm Mo Ling, not A Qing."

At the same time as he realized that this was a dream, he directly initiated the teleportation and framed the distorted colorful center point in front of him.

In just a moment, a colorless square appeared in the colorful center.

The center of convergence disappeared, and the colorful energy gathered around it paused for a moment, then suddenly collapsed and dispersed in all directions. The solidified colors also gradually disappeared and faded from his sight.

The colorful aura dissipated, and Mo Ling fell to the ground, holding his chest.

He was finally able to catch his breath...Looking at the metal ground in front of him, Mo Ling knew that he was back.

"I am Mo Ling, I am Mo Ling..."

He kept repeating it in his mind, and the consciousness belonging to Aqing gradually faded away.

Mo Ling's head was aching at this moment, as if there were two different consciousnesses pulling at him.

The memories were intertwined, spinning and converging into a center, and now they were being forcibly separated...

After a long while, Mo Ling stood up from the ground tremblingly and sat on the bed.

"Am I awake?"

He looked around in a daze, and only after confirming that he was back in the cube did he breathe a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

"What the hell just happened? Am I trapped in a dream?"

The dream was too real, as if he was A Qing himself, experiencing everything that A Qing had experienced.

But who is "A Qing"?

Mo Ling tried hard to remember "A Qing"'s full name, but he couldn't remember it. He only remembered his identity in the dream, which was "A Qing".

"Twenty years ago, Ah Qing and Lao Ping were both at the scene of the disappearance."

"I dreamed about things that happened twenty years ago? Why did I dream about these things? Was it because of the colorful gas?"

Thinking of this, Mo Ling suddenly remembered that he was trapped in colorful fog before.

"Oh no! Li Luo and Lao Ping are still in the fog!"

Now, Mo Ling was not in the mood to think about what was going on. He quickly calmed his thoughts and carefully looked out.

"You have to be careful and don't get dragged into dreams again."

Mo Ling was fully prepared. If anything went wrong, he would immediately retract his vision.

However, when he looked out of the cube, he did not see the colorful fog that covered the sky.

"What about the gases?"

Not only that, he didn't see any robots from the Terror Forces.

There was silence all around, with only the swaying neon lights and Li Luo standing under the cube with a calm face.

……

The research institute was shining with colorful neon lights. After Li Luo entered the institute, he always felt that something was wrong.

"It seems a little too quiet here..."

Just as Li Luo was wondering why the research institute was so quiet, a figure vaguely appeared in the colorful halo in the distance.

The figure moved very quickly, and soon it arrived in front of Li Luo.

He was a middle-aged man who looked very capable. He quickly looked at Li Luo, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

"Li Luo?" He seemed to know Li Luo's name.

"Yes." Li Luo nodded.

"My name is Wu Qing, which means pure and innocent." The man introduced himself quickly: "Just call me Ah Qing, that's what everyone else calls me."

He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Li Luo quickly, very efficiently.

This person did not ask about Li Luo's background and purpose, as if he knew it from the beginning. After a brief acquaintance with Li Luo, he took out the electronic screen and checked the time.

"Follow me first, I have some things to take care of."

As he had just arrived, Li Luo could only agree blankly.

She glanced at the electronic screen in A-Qing's hand and saw the time on it:
"18:50."

(End of this chapter)