I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 881 Onions
This was the second time that Mo Ling traveled through dreams. The last time, he was led by Martin.

He still can't forget the words that covered the sky and the sun that he saw at the top of his dream.

Martin's bed in the cube also accompanied him for a long time.

"I wonder where Martin is now..."

After Yuan Kong's "deception" and Li Luo's teaching, Mo Ling is no longer so easily deceived.

He also formed his own judgment on those bizarre world views.

But Mo Ling had seen the words on level 0 of the dream with his own eyes, and he couldn't tell whether they were a true reflection of a certain worldview or a false manifestation.

It is difficult to explain what is happening in the abyss. Even if you see it with your own eyes, it may not be true. Maybe there is something else behind those words...

Mo Ling now has some understanding of the humans in this world.

When faced with various ideological shocks, the best way is to "believe none of them" and classify those ideas into different categories, only using them as references, regardless of whether they are true or not.

Keep your head down and continue to develop your own civilization and technological system, understand the world down to earth, and stick to your original intention in the torrent of thought.

This is also what the humans in this world taught Mo Ling:
Witness, doubt, and persist.

……

The world of flowers and candies is fascinating, and everything depends on the heart.

The neon lights of dreams pass through my body, no matter whether it is true or false, no matter why.

Hu Le's body was swept higher and higher by the storm of dreams, and the double images in front of his eyes became heavier and heavier. The world in front of him seemed to have become the overlap of countless spaces, and each world had its own color.

Some worlds are filled with warm colors, red and yellow, and the whole world is filled with a faint heat. Just by looking at it, you feel your whole body burning.

Some worlds are filled with cold colors, blue and purple, and a hint of chill seeps into people's hearts, as if distancing themselves from everything.

Some worlds are gray and white, with a desolate and dead feeling, as if all life in the world has withered, rejecting the arrival of living beings.

Some worlds are transparent, you can see through everything at a glance, there are no secrets in everything, it is clear and pure, even the soul can be purified.

Some worlds are messy, with colors piled together chaotically, like an abandoned garbage dump, dirty and ugly, with a faint stench.

The team leader clearly said that every layer of the dream is the same, so why is what I see not like this?

Being on this "dream elevator", one seems to be able to clearly see the differences between those worlds and feel their different styles and characteristics, which is also the reason for the formation of those double images.

Although they are the same, they are essentially different and cannot be merged, so they are divided into countless layers and become parallel lines that cannot intersect.

“Why can I see this?”

Hu Le originally thought that it would be very difficult to distinguish dreams, but he didn't expect it to be so simple...

"Is it because of 'uniqueness'?"

It seems that this is the only explanation. "The Only One" makes him transcend these worlds and gives him a completely different perspective.

He does not exist on the "onion", but is outside the onion, examining the onion from a higher dimension, and of course he can see the differences between each slice of the onion.

However, even if we can see these differences, it is difficult to find the "reality".

"What is reality like?" Hu Le had never thought about it.

Is it cold or warm? Is it gray or transparent?

He didn't know the color of reality, nor did he know how to judge. He could only watch those "onion slices" overlap each other, constantly playing what was happening through various filters.

The dream elevator was still traveling, and the double images in front of him were becoming more and more chaotic. He seemed to see Li Luo's existence through the fragments between the double images. In some worlds, Li Luo was red, in some worlds, Li Luo was purple, in some worlds, Li Luo was grayish white, and in some worlds, Li Luo was transparent...

In some worlds, Li Luo is an orange cat, in some worlds, Li Luo is a dolphin, in some worlds, Li Luo is a little gray man, in some worlds, Li Luo is a bug...

Hu Le finally found a world where Li Luo was a human, but Li Luo had no facial features on his face. All humans in this world had no facial features.

Hu Le quickly retracted his attention and stopped looking. The double images of these worlds made him dizzy. If he continued to look like this, he would be completely dazzled by the flashing colors.

There were too many double images. The layers of dreams were innumerable. They were completely disrupted and presented in front of Hu Le.

Sometimes raising your perspective too high is not a good thing. If you see too much, you will find it even harder to distinguish.

Hu Le did not dare to make any judgment casually. What if the so-called "reality" was really hidden under some absurd shadow?

Maybe Li Luo really is a bug?

It just looks different from different perspectives...

"It seems that even if we can tell the difference between dreams, it is still difficult to find reality." Hu Le sighed helplessly.

"what can we do about it……"

At this time, Mo Ling in the cube slowly turned around and came to the bed that originally belonged to Martin.

After hesitating for a while, he squatted down and took out a button from under the bed.

That was something Martin left for him when he parted with him. He had kept it under the bed and hadn't touched it since then.

At this moment, the button was constantly changing colors, just like the double images in the dream...

I remember Martin told him that if he pressed this button, all the Martins would come to help him, but I don't know if it was true.

With a thought, the color-changing button was sent out of the cube and into Hu Le's hand.

Of course, Hu Le also knew about Martin from the memories that were connected between the two. At the moment, asking Martin for help was the best option.

"He should know how to distinguish the layers of dreams..."

After thinking for a moment, Hu Le pressed the button decisively.

The moment it was pressed, the color of the button suddenly began to change rapidly. Countless colors flashed and completely merged together. Then, the button turned into liquid and attached to Hu Le's palm.

Hu Le just felt sticky and tried to shake it off, but it didn't come off.

The sticky liquid began to wriggle again, and suddenly turned into a small tentacle, which shook towards Hu Le and then drew a circle out of thin air.

A colorful round hole appeared where it circled, and it drifted away and continued to expand.

Hu Le was still wondering about the function of the colored circle when suddenly, a hand grabbed the edge of the circle.

A familiar figure emerged directly from the circle.

The person who came was Martin. He looked around for a while, then stared at Hu Le.

"Who are you?" Martin scratched his glass jar, a little confused.

But soon, he seemed to have noticed something and suddenly came in front of Hu Le.

"Oh? Half asleep and half awake? Interesting."

(End of this chapter)