After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Ten kilometers down the mountain, you'll reach Baishui City. But when Xiao Yanjun drove up the mountain and was about to go down, another scene that shouldn't have happened in reality appeared.

At least half of the buildings in Baishui City, ten kilometers away, are floating in mid-air at varying heights. These floating buildings are not stationary, but slowly and steadily rotate around a center, as if they are being wrapped by a giant tornado.

Little Yama asked in surprise again.

"What the heck? This place is way too weird!"

"Hmm, wait a minute!"

Zhou Yan exclaimed in surprise.

"A city has appeared here too!"

……

On the sea of ​​the subconscious.

Zhou Yan, who had been sitting on the flatboat watching Little Yama's bubbles, slowly stood up. The young man stared in disbelief at the city that had appeared before him.

Having drifted on the sea of ​​subconsciousness for so long, Zhou Yan had not seen anything else on the surface of the sea besides the few things on his side.

Zhou Yan assumed there wouldn't be anything else on the sea.

Reality, however, gave Zhou Yan a harsh slap in the face.

After Xiao Yanjun saw Baishui City, half of which was floating in mid-air, Zhou Yan also saw a city floating on the sea not far away.

Judging from its shape, it is exactly the same as the half of the city buildings floating in the sky above Baishui City.

eight……

5. Unnamed mountain peaks.

After listening to Zhou Yan's account, Little Yama said jokingly.

Lu: "I think I understand now. In this world, consciousness and matter have begun to merge."

Little Yama pointed to her temple.

Third, “Things in the subconscious can be reflected in the material world and influence it.”

……

On the sea of ​​the subconscious.

Zhou Yan slowly steered the small boat towards the city not far away.

"How did you do that?"

Zhou Yan, omniscient, scanned the city before him.

How does the subconscious mind manifest in reality?

Bubble, representing Little Yama, answered.

"This should not be the effect of the sea of ​​subconsciousness, but rather the work of the great supernatural being who upholds the foundation of all beings' thoughts."

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, then laughed again.

"I think I understand."

This anomaly resulting from the fusion of the real and subconscious worlds means that it's not just that the subconscious can influence reality, but reality can also influence the subconscious.

Since reality can also influence the subconscious, can it also repair the subconscious world?

Little Yama reminded him.

"Think of the Four Divine Beasts."

Chen Xu once said that the Four Divine Beasts went to repair the subconscious world, and it seems they never returned after the repair.

With the abilities of the Four Divine Beasts, Zhou Yan could easily tell that they were much clearer than he was about the subconscious world, that reality could influence the subconscious, and that they had actually done it.

result……

The Four Divine Beasts did not return; only the Eastern Dipper Star Lord remained to maintain order.

Zhou Yan's ship sailed to the edge of Baishui City.

There were two police cars parked on the outskirts, and two policemen were drinking soy milk from a bag. Zhou Yan's arrival made quite a bit of noise, so the policemen glanced at him and went back to drinking soy milk, muttering to themselves.

"That guy Guai Li's wife is pregnant, damn it, she's the same age as me, and I'm still single!"

Another policeman quipped.

"How about I organize a social event tonight? I can introduce you to a few pretty girls, okay?"

Zhou Yan looked inward from the police on the edge of the area.

Behind the police officer was a street bustling with people and vehicles, filled with students, office workers, breakfast vendors, and small supermarket owners.

It's a vibrant city.

Zhou Yan jumped off the ship and carried Little Yama's foam to the edge of the city.

……

reality.

Little Yama rode his motorcycle to the edge of Baishui City.

Just like the subconscious city where Zhou Yan was, there was also a police car parked at the edge. However, in Zhou Yan's subconscious world, the police car at the edge of the city was clean and brand new, while the police car in the real world was covered with iron filings and a thick layer of dust.

Inside the police car sat two policemen in faded uniforms. One officer was repeatedly banging his head against the steering wheel, his forehead covered in blood. The other officer lay in the passenger seat, breathing evenly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Little Yama walked around the police car and went forward.

Behind the police car was a street. The first shop on the street was a breakfast shop. Standing in front of the shop was a person who was almost a dried-up corpse. The person was kneeling on the ground, sobbing and uttering incoherent words.

Further along, there are shops selling clothes, internet cafes, and more.

Halfway there, a man with wide, angry eyes, no teeth left but a mouthful of bloody gums ran out of the internet cafe. The man roared and pounced on Little Yama.

Little Yama casually swung his martial arts sword, cutting the man in two.

……

On the sea of ​​the subconscious, within the city of Whitewater.

Zhou Yan stood in front of a Douyu Internet Cafe. A man who looked like he had just stayed up all night walked out of the cafe. His eyes were red and he was staggering.

The man must have smelled the aroma of soy milk, fried dough sticks, and wontons from the nearby breakfast shops. He swallowed hard and headed towards the nearest shop, but halfway there, his eyes widened, he pressed one hand to his heart, convulsed a few times, and collapsed to the ground.

Several pedestrians nearby saw this and rushed to the man's side, asking him how he was doing and shouting to those around them.

"Ambulance! Ambulance!"

The people around them looked at each other, their faces showing some embarrassment.

In the Eastern United States, an ambulance costs five figures just for coming out, even if it does nothing. If you just need an IV drip or some other service, the cost will be close to six figures.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, you wouldn't dare call an ambulance even if you were saving someone, because the person you saved might resent you for making them carry a debt they can't repay for half their life after they wake up.

"It should be a flight: 8≥5【℃7〃6: 3※|silk4$$If it's cardiac arrest, I'll come..."

A strong man walked over to the internet-addicted teenager lying on the ground and began pressing on his heart with both hands.

However, all of this is probably useless.

Because in reality, Little Yama has already killed this young man.

Chapter Seventeen: Father

Reality: Baishui City.

Little Yama patted his head, puzzled.

"Are the people in this city, afflicted with a spiritual plague, perfectly normal in their subconscious sea?"

Zhou Yan responded.

“Yes, didn’t we previously suspect that the foundation of human collective consciousness was destroyed, which led to the spiritual plague? Now it seems that it’s not as complicated as we thought.”

"It must be that people from the material world have been pulled into the subconscious world."

……

The subconscious world, Baishui City.

Zhou Yan walked past the person who was lying on the ground receiving CPR.

Many idle people walked over from all over the street, and some young people took out their mobile phones, pointed the cameras at the internet-addicted teenager lying on the ground, and started taking pictures and videos.

Some of the older people spoke with an air of superiority and arrogance.

"I've seen this guy playing games all night for days on end..."

"Torturing the body like this, sudden death is all too normal..."

"Such a young man, gone so suddenly, what a pity..."

Zhou Yan, who had walked a distance away, couldn't help but scoff.

Compared to the real-life Baishui City, the "living people" here definitely feel more human.

The only question is, why are these "living people" infected with the "spiritual plague" in the material world, but normal here?

What exactly did the powerful being who held the sea of ​​the subconscious do?

At the end of the street was a crossroads, and the light was red. More than ten cars were stopped in front of the red light, and some students were standing in front of the crosswalk, waiting for the red light to pass.

Zhou Yan scanned his surroundings. Perhaps because this place was a spiritual world, Zhou Yan's omniscient abilities were much more effective here than in the real world. By scanning the people around him, Zhou Yan could even see the identity information of their parents.

Of course, spying on others is pointless, so Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze and turned to walk down a nearby street. However, halfway there, Zhou Yan felt a gaze sweep over him.

Turning his head slightly, Zhou Yan saw a man in a black suit looking at him in a coffee shop. After meeting his gaze, the man turned his head away and continued drinking his coffee.

Zhou Yan continued forward, muttering to himself.

“Su Bijun…”

...

Five kilometers away, in a luxurious mansion, in the study.

Su Bijun, dressed in a white dress, lay down beside a masseur who gently massaged acupoints on her head.

Su Bijun's tense nerves relaxed a little. She felt terrible; her head ached, she was weak, and she was listless.

The massage therapist said in a low voice.

"Miss Su, relax a bit, your muscles are very stiff." (Three)

Su Bijun said weakly.

"My head hurts."

"Well, Miss Su, why don't you go to the hospital to get checked out? I don't think your current pain can be cured by massage."

Su Bijun gave a wry smile.

If she could be cured in this hospital, she wouldn't be confined here and wouldn't be unable to return to the real world.

There was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of Su Bijun's personal maid.

"Miss, Adolf called. He said he saw Zhou Yan on Daming Street..."

Su Bijun grabbed the wrist of the masseur who was giving the massage.

The masseuse gasped.

"Miss, it hurts...it hurts..."

Su Bijun gripped her hands so tightly that the masseuse felt like her wrists were about to be crushed.

Su Bijun tossed the masseur's hand aside, then stood up and spoke towards the door.

"Tell Adolf to keep a close eye on Zhou Yan. I'll be there right away!"

……

Five minutes later, at Dayu Apartment.

A black Lamas car drove in from the street corner and pulled up next to Dayu Apartments.

A man in black walked to the rear window of Lamas's car. The window rolled down, revealing Su Bijun's elegant and beautiful face.

The man in black bowed.