Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

"You didn't come out of the Black Tower?"

"So you're a ghost now?"

Yang Wei, who was also listening intently, spoke frankly.

"Cough cough..."

"You have a great imagination, and the identity of a dreamer suits you quite well."

Chen Xi would never say such superstitious things.

A man named Fu once said, "When you eliminate all the impossible, whatever remains, however unbelievable, is the truth."

If all the information the dreamer provided is correct...

"So, you created this from your own imagination?"

"And this is probably not just ordinary wishful thinking, is it?"

"Since you're looking for Yang Wei, there's only one purpose: you want to confirm your identity as a dreamer."

"So, you are a product of extraordinary characteristics with self-awareness?"

Chen Xi made a very straightforward guess.

You're right.

The dreamer looked relaxed; having already put things this way, he naturally had no intention of hiding anything.

"However, there is a slight difference."

"So-called extraordinary characteristics are not as simple as just injecting psychic power."

"However, I can't explain this myself. I can only say that dreamers have a way of creating something that actually exists."

"That is, something that does not require mental power to maintain."

"This thing is standing right in front of you now."

"But I still failed in the end. I don't know if it violated the rule of unique identity. After all, I don't have the extra time and energy to fantasize about an identity that hasn't been awakened yet."

"In short, I can't create a second visionary."

"At this point, I can only be considered a clone."

After finishing his sentence, the dreamer exhaled a long smoke ring, his eyes filled with melancholy.

"So your true form can't come out?"

Chen Xi keenly grasped this information.

"No, that's not it."

"Rather than saying I can't say it, it's more accurate to say that my true self is unwilling to come out."

"Because of the reversed clock?"

Chen Xi took over the conversation, as if this was the only answer that could explain the reason that couldn't be explained.

The dreamer nodded, which was taken as an admission.

"So, what is the purpose of your being imagined?"

Chen Xi was somewhat puzzled. If the main body was searching for the Reverse Time Clock in the Black Tower to survive, why would it go to such great lengths to create a clone that was infinitely close to the main body?

It feels like a thankless task.

The price to come by creating such a clone must be extraordinary.

Rather than that, it would be better to retain some combat capabilities.

The dreamer is impressive, but he's currently in the Black Tower!

It is a mysterious place that is generally recognized as having a relatively high survival rate only when entering at stage III.

"Actually, it's still about defying the clock."

The dreamer, like an old smoker, exhaled another smoke ring.

"In the end, my goal is actually very simple: to survive."

"It's just pure biological instinct."

"My true form is inside the Black Tower. In the process of searching for the Reverse Clock, I have come to a conclusion based on my decades of experience observing the scenery."

"That's the Reverse Clock; it might no longer be inside the Black Tower!"

"It might have already escaped!"

"That is, we have come to the outside world where we are."

"And this may not have just happened, but has been going on for a long time, perhaps ten, twenty years, or even longer."

"That's why I plan to search from both sides simultaneously."

"As for the outcome..."

"To be honest, since I created myself, I also only have a maximum lifespan of three years."

"So the agreement between me and the original creator was that whoever finds the Reverse Clock will survive!"

"In this way, there will still be one dreamer in the world, and our superhuman camp will have an additional, decent force."

"But that's not what I think. Whether I'm an avatar or not, I will bring the Reverse Time Clock into the Black Tower and give it to my main body."

"Of course, that's assuming I can find it."

Chen Xi felt her heart race slightly upon hearing this, especially after learning that the Reverse Clock had escaped from the Black Tower.

I used to wonder if I had some connection to the reversed clock or because of the existence of the Black Tower sphere.

But it seems that I might be the one who defies the clock!

Chen Xi suddenly had a feeling, as if he had been jolted awake from a dream, that the villain was actually himself!

A mass of unconscious life...

Could the forbidden item number 1 be myself?

Otherwise, how do you explain the 1 above your head that never seems to be used up?

But this shouldn't be happening.

How could I be a forbidden item?

In Yang Wei's eyes, I am an extraordinary person.

But I also possess the innate power of a pseudo-human.

And the pseudo-humans are inherently averse to containment objects.

In addition, he held a small ball called the Black Tower in his hand.

The Black Tower is clearly in the distance, in a place that can always be seen, even from here, but because of its color, you can only see its outline.

Although Chen Xi calls himself a genius, he's confused now.

If we take each "identity" out individually, none of them can completely match all the characteristics.

Assuming Chen Xi is a superhuman, he wouldn't have gained experience points or been able to seize the identity of the "brother-supporting demon" when he killed his idol.

Assuming Chen Xi is a pseudo-human: he doesn't have eyes that can see the progress, nor can he change his form, and he also doesn't have the lifespan of a pseudo-human that far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Although his lifespan was unusual, it was not the kind of longevity that was unusual for a pseudo-human.

But there is also a resurgent innate talent within him.

Assuming Chen Xi is a containment object: However, containment objects naturally reject pseudo-humans, so it is impossible for a naturally gifted individual to be of the same mind and body as a forbidden object.

Add to that a small, inexplicable black tower ball.

Chen Xi felt like he was the ultimate bastard!

He possesses some characteristics of all these "identities".

The good news is that it's a mixed bag, and according to the theory of parents and children, it's all about picking the good points from each area.

Chen Xi only guessed that he was the number 1 forbidden item.

But whether it's speculation or fact, Chen Xi couldn't possibly tell the dreamer.

"Yes, that's me! Quickly, take me to your main body!"

"Unfortunately, I've never heard of any reversed clock."

This was Chen Xi's honest opinion; it was indeed the first time he had ever heard the name of this forbidden item.

"Now that you've seen Yang Wei, are you planning to continue searching for that forbidden item numbered 1?"

"Yes, I will continue the search."

"Although the probability of finding the reversed clock is extremely low, you should always have dreams, right? What if it comes true?"

The dreamer showed a relieved expression.

"Could you tell me what it's like inside the Black Tower?"

"How long can an ordinary person who is swallowed up survive at most?"

"And... what this world was originally like!"

Chen Xi had not forgotten Lin Fan, but everything required doing what was within her power.

Just as the dreamer was about to open his mouth to answer:

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" from above.

The sound was so loud it could be described as deafening.

It immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

"Ra the Winged Dragon has been defeated!"

The dreamer's expression suddenly changed, and the cigar he was holding fell to the ground as he let go.

The cigarette butt, like a spark falling into darkness, gradually dimmed.