I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 868 The Third Dream

"Has it been discovered?"

Li Luo subconsciously thought that she had sneaked into the meeting room and was discovered by the security robot.

But this was not the main reason. Mo Ling let Li Luo escape because those robots that leaked dream energy came again...

"Is the time up again? That's going so fast."

Mo Ling, who was in the cube, looked at the robots outside that were getting closer and closer and started to feel troubled.

Although he let Li Luo escape, he didn't know where he could run to.

The entire Dream City is monitored by DreamNet. These robots can also call upon DreamNet’s data and will be caught no matter where they run to.

Mo Ling was not sure that he could kill all the robots before they could react. Moreover, if he killed these, other robots would appear. The whole dream was full of robots from the Terror Force. By then, his attack methods would be recorded by big data, and he would be unable to do anything about them...

Faced with a dilemma, Mo Ling felt that the problem should be solved from the source.

"Can I continue to change history?"

A question arose in Mo Ling's mind.

If entering that dream could change the history of the missing cases, could he find a way to keep everyone alive?

"Destroy the entire conference room before someone disappears!"

"Or, just destroy the research institute and make it impossible for anyone to enter!"

Mo Ling didn't know what the members of the robot team did after seeing the truth about Mengdu, but he was sure that the two things were related.

"After they discovered the truth, they definitely did something that led to the disappearances."

If those members of the robot team were alive today, they would definitely have stopped the leakage of dream energy, and the robot riot would not have happened.

He doesn't have time to study the principles of dream energy, nor does he have time to worry about why "entering a dream" will change reality.

What he needs to do now is to stop the leakage of dream energy and resolve the current crisis.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling began to think about how to stay awake in his dreams.

“Only by staying awake can we change history to the greatest extent possible.”

But waking up will cause the dream to collapse. The faster you wake up, the faster the dream collapses.

"So, I have to find a way to 'slowly wake up' so that when I enter the dream, I can have time to change history while keeping the dream stable..."

But is there any such solution?
Being awake and dreaming are inherently in conflict, and finding a suitable balance is not an easy task...

The colorful dream air slowly seeped in from the crack of the tightly closed door. Mo Ling didn't need to look to know that the robots of the Fearless Forces had arrived at the door.

Before he and Li Luo had the chance to escape, the robots slowly surrounded the conference room, as if they had predicted the time they would hesitate.

"Can't run away."

Seeing the colorful gases, Li Luo also realized that danger was approaching.

Seeing more and more dream energy seeping into the conference room, Mo Ling still couldn't think of a suitable solution.

He paced back and forth in the cube with a can of Coke in his hand, his mind racing.

However, the more anxious you are, the more confused your thoughts become.

"Forget it, let's wake up first and change history... later."

Anyway, after the dream collapses, those robots will always attack at the right time. As long as he can ensure that he can wake up and continue to dream, he will eventually modify a "suitable" history.

After this thought came to his mind, Mo Ling was no longer so anxious.

only……

“Is it really that easy to change history?”

Moring found that after constantly revising the past, he developed a sense of "indifference" to reality.

Ah Qing, Lao Ping, and the twenty-one researchers seemed to be no longer so important. They became numbers that could appear and disappear at will, and became markers to distinguish between reality and dreams. "I shouldn't be so indifferent to other people's lives..."

Waking up this time should be considered the "worst" result. Both Aqing and Lao Ping were missing, and the number of missing people became 23, but Mo Ling did not feel much sadness in his heart.

He always had a feeling in his heart that he could change the outcome.

Since the outcome can be easily changed, those who disappeared will definitely come back.

But can they really come back?

What price will this change in “results” come at?

Thinking of this, Mo Ling suddenly felt an indescribable sense of fear in his heart.

"It's better to try to reduce the number of times you dream..."

We can no longer change the "results", nor can we allow that kind of "indifference" to life to continue to spread.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ling looked outside the cube.

He first transferred the authority tool on the electronic screen into the cube, then extended his vision outward and entered the dream atmosphere that had already spread.

When he was about to reach the center of the converging vortex, Mo Ling separated a trace of consciousness and threw a can of Coke and the authority tool that had just been sent into the cube into the center of the vortex...

Then, he let the dream pull him along and fell into a deep sleep.

……

I have lost all consciousness of emotions, as if I have been drifting in a colorful river for a long time.

This time, the dream seemed to last longer than the previous ones.

There were many voices talking around, as if separated by a thick quilt. Those voices were discussing something in the distance, and then slowly floated to my ears. After lingering in my ears for a long time, they were dragged into the colorful river and flowed along the whirlpool to the unknown depths.

The gap between dreams and reality seems to be gradually eliminated.

The lonely consciousness drifts with the flow, rising and falling in the chaotic time of dreams, sometimes floating to the clear water surface, and sometimes sinking into the turbid bottom.

Mo Ling seemed to see the entire dream turned into a reflection on the water, sometimes condensing, sometimes being spread out by ripples, and dispersing into colorful halos.

The creation of Dream City seems to be the same. Under the chaotic abyss, a relatively stable and gorgeous dreamland was built. It only needs a slight collision to be swept away by the ripples of time.

If you follow the trough of the waves, you can go back to the distant past.

At that time, dreams were just dreams.

It's just that people at that time thought it was real.

Just like now...

Mo Ling's thoughts gradually merged into the whirlpool and were gathered inside it.

Dreams do not distinguish between you and me, they are all extensions of consciousness. Whether it is Mo Ling, A Qing, or Lao Ping, they are all tentacles of the dream. They come from the same convergence point, from the same dream, and have the same destination.

……

"call."

Hu Le slowly exhaled the foul air in his chest, then stood up from his chair.

He felt as if he had seen through all the truth and understood the nature of the world.

But now, his colleagues are looking at him with strange eyes...

"Hu Le, what are you doing?"

"Team Leader, I see the essence of the dream!"

"What is it?"

"It's... Coke!"

(End of this chapter)