My future is invincible?

Chapter 346 Expecting a Return
There are many wishful thinkings in this world.

They believe that many things will develop as they expect or anticipate, subconsciously or forced to ignore the fact that nothing revolves around them. This is especially prominent in desperate situations, where hunters always feel that as long as they continue hunting or wait patiently, they can escape from their nightmares.

Little did they know that with each hunt, the beast-like part of the information field would become more deeply embedded within the life form, unless one had already reached the seventh level and had a sufficiently deep understanding of quantum information, fields, psionic energy, and other fields, it would be impossible to remove the constant influence of the information field on oneself.

Lan is both bold and meticulous.

Those who dared to physically force their way into the mobile city knew where the safety boundaries were; they were skilled and daring enough to rush in and explore the general separation of the four layers of the mobile city.

The hunters who struggled within it were not so lucky.

The night of the hunt never ended.

The hunters who left behind messages were forced to venture into deeper places in order to survive, such as the Nightmare Layer or even the Virtual Layer. As for the last layer of black mud below the Virtual Layer, it is beyond human detection. Any life that enters it will be instantly corrupted into a deformed and bizarre information aggregate. Projected onto the Real Layer, it would theoretically appear as a super beast, also known as an Ancient God!

"The ancient gods are real."

Picking up the Ceylon polysaccharide black tea that Michaela had brewed for her, the Blue Demon, like a learned scholar, pointed out the clues to the hunter lady from the open book.

Old Demon Lan's attitude was amiable and pleasant.

When the demolition workers were persuading the residents of the demolition site to leave, their attitude was initially friendly and pleasant, since the demolition of their homes was scheduled for soon. Lan Yi had already locked onto this hunter's dream, and he planned to use it to find what Jin had left him more quickly.

As for Old Demon Blue himself.

Because it's impossible to create a dreamlike world in a mobile city if it remains constantly clean and unpolluted. It's like how a normal person wouldn't go ice skating for work and turn themselves into a drug addict.

"So, if the ancient gods descend and we hunt them, we can return to the real world?" The hunter was swift and decisive, but the theoretically clueless Michaela couldn't keep up with Lan Yi's pace.

"The sewer is about to explode. Blocking one of the openings won't stop the explosion; instead, it will continue to accumulate power in the sewer. If you just want to return to reality and can hold on, I can take you away from the mobile city."

"Can it hold out?"

Lan Yi didn't rush to explain, his fingers getting a little tea on them.

Under the influence of ultrasound, the tea instantly transforms into controlled mist, which refracts to create a series of dynamic images.

Seeing this amazing scene, Michaela, as an android, immediately showed an expression of admiration for Lan Yi.

The imagery is simple: it depicts the unique form of the soul's will under the pollution of an information field, and the collapse of the already polluted soul during a forced removal. It's like someone who has been a fanatical believer since childhood, only to have their faith suddenly proven to be utterly wrong and evil!
Then the soul of this fanatic will definitely be reduced to a useless person who has lost normal thinking and speech as his faith collapses, unless he can find a new faith to replace it.

This is how many converts become fanatical.

Because if they didn't do this, their crumbling lives would be meaningless.

The androids corrupted by the information field, already possessing weak willpower, became even more dependent on the mobile city after being imperceptibly corrupted. The so-called nightmare ending was merely a beautiful lie. From the moment the night of the hunt began, the androids in the mobile city had no way out.

Only through depravity can one achieve freedom.

"We can't live without nightmares."

Michaela gave a bitter smile and put down the exquisite porcelain teacup in her hand.

"Theoretically, if you can enter the fourth layer and maintain your existence, you can reverse through the virtual layer back to the real layer, just like the God of the Abyss descending to earth." Old Demon Lan thought of another possibility.

"So I'm going to requisition your safe spot. Since we had a very pleasant conversation, are you planning to forcibly leave or go to another shelter? Either way, I can accommodate you."

Michaela fell silent.

The thought process of androids is to find a master for themselves, and only then can they survive.

It seems that her life has lost its meaning now.

“I want to stay in Nightmare and see the Old Gods, since they are destined to appear.” Michaela finally made up her mind. She felt that as a hunter, she had an obligation to see to the end.

"as you wish."

The hunter's dreams are interconnected.

Besides trekking, you can also enter other hunters' dreams using bells given to you by other hunters. Of course, if too many hunters die and there is no maintenance, then the hunter's dream will become desolate and eventually lose its function.

Michaela pulled out a bunch of bells.

She began trying to shake each bell to see if any hunter's dreams were still functioning.

When a large number of bells were shaken, only a handful still made a sound; the rest were completely silent. This suggests that there are probably very few hunters still active in the real world within the mobile city.

“These bells were originally capable of making sounds.” With a sigh, Michaela had no time to mourn.

She quickly began packing her personal belongings.

During this short break...

Lan Yi's slightly puzzled gaze turned to the very center of the sky.

In this absurd dream, the decaying celestial body hanging in the sky is one of the few things that Lan Yi has yet to figure out.

She seemed to have noticed Lan Yi's fixed gaze.

The rotting celestial body, resembling an eyeball, twitched slightly, its gaze sweeping across the entire mobile city. Facing Lan Yi hidden within the information field, the eyeball remained oblivious, as if it couldn't see a hair's eye. Its murky, decaying pupils showed no superfluous emotion, only a primal malice overflowing from the abyss.

"Could this thing also be a beacon of a demon god?"

For some reason, Old Demon Lan smiled.

People can laugh when they are extremely speechless.

This colossal world is already in such a terrible state. The demons are like whales slowly applying pressure to a fish tank. Even if more demons were to emerge, it wouldn't seem to cause much damage.

But it's myself...

Lan Yi knew very well that they all longed for his return, because for the Lan among all living beings, it was both an end and a beginning.

(End of this chapter)