At six o'clock in the morning, the morning sun was slowly rising in the east, and Chen Feng wore headphones, a white T-shirt, and dark gray sweatpants to run laps around the school's artificial lake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Feng's physical strength was already mediocre, and when he had reached the sixth lap, his breathing became heavy and his heart was beating like a drum.

He stopped his heavier and heavier footsteps, bent over, his hands on his knees, and felt his body heat up from fatigue.

"One more lap?" Chen Feng asked himself.

But like leadened legs, he rejected him nakedly.

"Forget it, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." Chen Feng immediately found a reason for himself.

Back at the bench by the lake, Chen Feng took out a bottle of pulsation from the schoolbag placed aside, and poured a few sips of it. While wiping sweat, I was stunned to look at the reflection of the trees on the lake.

Seven days have passed since Tian Dabao's dream was entered in class that time.

I don't know why, when I woke up that day, Chen Feng didn't tell Tian Dabao the fact that he could really steal dreams, and chose to hide it.

Chen Feng didn't distrust his roommate, but his intuition told him that he couldn't say it, at least not now.

Fortunately, Tian Dabao didn't remember what happened in that dream at all, otherwise Chen Feng was really afraid that he would be embarrassed and couldn't explain it.

In the past, Chen Feng never had the habit of running in the morning.

As a typical otaku who started boarding school in high school, as long as he didn't have to go to class, he would often sleep until he woke up hungry. Even if there are a few exceptions occasionally, it is because of special needs.

But what has happened in the past few days has forced Chen Feng to fall in love with morning exercises.

There is no other reason, that damn aftermath of inception, temporary paralysis!

The first time, when he came out of the dream mirror that stole into Instructor Jiang, he almost wet the bed because of this sequelae.

The second time, Tian Dabao's dream mirror came out, just in time for the end of the big class, and he couldn't move, so he could only lie that he had numbed his legs from sleeping, and let Tian Dabao go back first, and he was alone in the ladder classroom, lying on his stomach for nearly half an hour.

After Chen Feng came to his senses, the first thing he did was to rush back to the dormitory, turn on the computer, and log on to the forum called "What are the 100,000 Dreams" to find the answer.

After searching for keywords in the forum for a long time, Chen Feng realized that there were not a few people who encountered him.

This question is not complicated, let's say it is simple, it is a bit difficult for Chen Feng, an otaku who is lazy and has advanced cancer and almost gives up treatment.

The reason why there is this kind of stolen dream sequelae is because his mental power consumption in the dream is too large, and there are too many closed loops on the body's instructions, and when he wakes up, his body receives a large amount of dominance information, and the protective shutdown occurs.

To put it simply, someone else has emptied your credit card limit without your knowledge, and when you find out, it's a large bill waiting for you to repay.

Of course you won't do this! A stalemate is inevitable, and it is inevitable to play scoundrels.

In response to this problem, some people on the forum have already given a solution and it has been confirmed.

That is, to minimize one's mental exertion in the dream world, and to exercise one's body in reality to strengthen and improve one's physical functions.

In this way, when the mental exertion is lower than the physical capacity, the occurrence of such sequelae can be prevented.

In other words, Chen Feng's physical fitness is not good and he is not refined.

In addition to the sequelae, Chen Feng also encountered another problem.

What is the trigger point for Inception? It can't be a random inception, right?

For this kind of things that have nothing to do with his studies, Chen Feng has always been so diligent in using his brain and good at studying.

For this reason, Chen Feng also deliberately recalled what happened to him and the two of them before stealing into Instructor Jiang's dream and Tian Dabao's dream, and whether there was anything in common between the two.

Instructor Jiang's time, Chen Feng's last contact with him, was the night before the night.

On that day, the military training for freshmen, which lasted for more than two weeks, had just ended, and the students of Chen Feng's major took Instructor Jiang to have a farewell dinner.

Because it was a farewell dinner, in order to express gratitude to the instructor for his "drills" in the past two weeks, a group of students lined up to toast Instructor Jiang.

There are more than 100 people in the whole major, and after a circle, no matter how good the instructor is, the amount of alcohol is a little blind. In addition, a few boys led by Chen Feng toasted the instructor in different ways, if it weren't for the fact that the table could still support Instructor Jiang's head, I am afraid that they would have to lie down under the table a long time ago.

At that time, Chen Feng was also drunk and excited, and when he saw Instructor Jiang lying on the dinner table pretending to be a bear, he stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head, wanting to tell him to get up and fight for another three hundred rounds.

At that time, I didn't know if Chen Feng's strength was too great, or if the table was already overwhelmed.

Instructor Jiang was slapped by Chen Feng and knocked over under the table, accompanied by the sound of the dinner table turning over and the plates, chopsticks, and beer bottles shattering to the ground.

That scene made Chen Feng and the others drunk all at once.

Several people hurriedly helped Instructor Jiang to the infirmary, and after a simple examination, there was no major problem, but the back of his head was scratched by the broken glass of the beer bottle.

Instructor Jiang looked at Chen Feng's self-blame, did not blame him, and pressed down the punishment that the school wanted to give him for him.

Later, Chen Feng went back to the dormitory and never saw Instructor Jiang again.

When he stole Tian Dabao, Chen Feng recalled that he seemed to be trying to prevent Tian Dabao from screaming to attract the teacher's attention, and he also slapped the back of his head with his palm.

Slap the back of the opponent's head with the palm of your hand?

After Chen Feng summed up this common denominator, his roommate Tian Dabaoke suffered. Every day before turning off the lights and going to bed, Chen Feng has to find a reason to give Tian Dabao a heartfelt blow to the back of his head.

For three days in a row, the slap was slapped, but the dream was not stolen once. Not only that, but I didn't even make a dream of my own.

On the fourth day, Chen Feng wanted to try again, but Tian Dabao quit.

"What kind of fetish do you say, okay, always slap me on the back of the head."

Chen Feng was also embarrassed, wasn't that the reason? For Tian Dabao's non-cooperation, he had to give up his dead study, it was better to practice the learning theory of true knowledge and continue to solve it online.

The so-called knowledge changes fate, and old drivers change their outlook on life.

Chen Feng found the experience left by his predecessors on the forum, this situation is called "mental fatigue" by the old drivers, the consumption in the dream is too large, the need to cultivate mental power, and the recovery time is different from person to person.

Now Chen Feng can be regarded as understanding, the dream is not only a physical work that requires physical exercise, but also a mental exercise that consumes the nerve.

The physique can be improved by exercising over time, how to do this mental strength?

I've been repairing myself so stupidly for a week, is it hard to buy something to calm my nerves and tonify my brain to drink?

At this time, there was a sound of the trolley box rollers rubbing against the sand and gravel ground in the distance, interrupting Chen Feng's thinking.

He turned his head to look, and in the direction of the rising sun, a tall girl in a black punk jacket and flame-red pencil pants was striding forward.

Chen Feng felt slightly weird, the freshmen have been reporting for a while, and the military training has been completed, why are there still people dragging suitcases around the campus?

In the distance, the girl's head was submerged in the oriental sun, and she couldn't see her face clearly, and the autumn breeze blew the girl's coat, revealing the white camisoles and wheat-colored skin inside, which made Chen Feng couldn't help but look at it twice.

The girl quickly came to Chen Feng's side, stopped and leaned over and asked, "Classmate, how do you get to apartment 8?" ”

Chen Feng leaned back in his chair and looked at the girl in front of him.

The thick black hair was scattered on both sides of her shoulders, and the pretense on her melon seed face was a little thick, but she could still see that she had a good foundation, and if she had a full score, Chen Feng could give this girl a score of 8.5.

The girl looked at Chen Feng dumbfounded, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Uh..."Chen Feng realized that he was out of shape, and his face flushed slightly, "8 apartment, right?" You cross the artificial lake from the small bridge in front of you and go straight for about 300 meters and you will see the sign of 8 apartments. ”

"Thank you." The girl spoke.

"That, classmate......"

Chen Feng still wanted to talk, but the girl had already dragged her suitcase away without looking back.

It's embarrassing, but this girl's voice is pretty good.

Seeing the girl go away, Chen Feng rested on the bench for a while, then packed up his things and prepared to leave.