Lan Mu broke into this world, floating high in the sky, with the sun beside him.

He was close to the sun and didn't feel any heat, it was a phantom, and he went straight through it.

Far away is even more outrageous, even the edge of the world can be seen clearly.

The whole world seemed to be just a black guy in every square inch, and everything around him was very clear, and the farther away he was, the more blurred the world became.

"Except for the ruins of this battlefield, there is no zuò in other places...... It's a dream! ”

Lan Mu instantly realized that this was a black man's dream world, whether it was a shootout or ruins, every grass and tree here was an illusory dream.

Including the beautiful women of all countries around the black people, whose smiles and smiles are extremely real, are just the existence of black people's fantasies in their dreams.

"For him, the world is real, and the place where his attention is is quickly filled, as if the whole world is deceiving him."

Lan Mu looked at the black man amusedly, there was chaos behind him, and countless soldiers in front of him.

As soon as he turned his head to look behind him, a series of buildings and things would instantly spawn in the place he had not noticed. At the same time, the countless soldiers before were shattered in an instant like sand, shattered into a haze like a dream.

Feeling the unique perception of being in other people's dreams, Lan Mu realized that his transformation must be related to dreams, and his mind moved to try to change this world.

"Ahh

An invisible silk thread connected Lan Mu and the black man, and I saw that the heavens and the earth changed in an instant, becoming dim and gloomy.

The beautiful women he hugged left and right also turned into hateful female ghosts in an instant, and one of them even hugged him and kissed, and all kinds of internal organs were forced into the throat of the black man.

The black man screamed in horror, desperately pushing away the female ghosts and running away into the distance.

In front of him was a vast city, empty streets full of horrific scenes. There was even a rain of blood in the sky.

The black man looked up and saw someone on the roof twisted into a strip by an invisible force, stretched to the limit. Pull it from a person to the thickness of a wire, and then spill blood like a towel. Scattered everywhere.

"Nope! No! ”

The black man watched the flesh and blood fly towards him, and he collapsed to the ground in fright, and cried out in tears.

The whole world is in turmoil, vast swaths of buildings are shattered to ashes, the earth is rapidly disappearing, and the sky is pure white.

The black man struggled in the sea one moment, fell into the magma and bathed again, and the next second appeared in the hustle and bustle of the city......

In the end, he floated in the dark universe, panicked in the gravityless space drift.

Fortunately, he doesn't seem to need to breathe in space, and some physical phenomena don't seem to exist.

"Could it be more real? For example, the laws of physics and the like......"

Lan Mu adjusted the dream, and the space environment immediately became what he imagined, into a thin vacuum of matter, and the various rays and pressures that followed became real.

The black man turned into a corpse in an instant, and the cranial pressure exploded in an instant, and the internal organs were not in shape, and the surface was frozen into a zombie.

"Huh? Is this dead? Will you die in your dreams? ”

Lan Mu hurriedly flew to the black man's side, and in the dream world, his flight speed was so fast that it was distorted, that is, he could appear anywhere at any time as long as he wanted.

"Consciousness has not disappeared, but it has lost its five senses and drifted in dreams."

The consciousness of the black man exists in the dream, but because he dies in the dream, he becomes an unconscious wandering information body.

It's not a soul, it's just a consciousness.

If he remains in this state forever, in reality, his body will become a vegetative state.

If you lose your soul, you can still think and survive like the Shambhala people, but if you lose consciousness, you lose 'me'! Even if there is a soul, it is only blank, and if it is put into medicine, it is brain death.

"It seems that consciousness is higher than soul, and there is a difference between these two things? What a hassle. ”

Lan Mu didn't dig deeper, but instead captured the black man's consciousness, and found that his mind was frightened and confused.

After empathizing, Lan Mu couldn't help but be afraid.

No hearing, no sight, no touch, no smell, no taste......

All five senses disappeared, and only the consciousness was left to think in an empty space...... Ponder...... Ponder......

There is nothing to do but imagine, time has lost its meaning to him, and every second is super tormenting.

"If nothingness lasts forever, millions, tens of millions of years...... Hiss! ”

Just imagining it, Lan Mu shuddered.

This maddening feeling is something that even Lan Mu can't accept, and if he wants to become like this, it's better to die clean.

Just leaving a consciousness, wanting to die and not being able to die, is simply the most terrifying torture in history.

"Sorry......"

"Resurrection must be easy to achieve in a dream, right?"

In the next second, the black man's consciousness regained his five senses, he felt the real body, his heart beat and breath back, and he cried with joy at that moment.

"Oh my God! Which god is joking with me? Don't let me experience that horror again...... Woowoo woo ......"

"If it's a dream...... Please wake up quickly! Mommy ......"

The black man wept in fear, and the moments of consciousness in the void almost broke down. (To be continued.) )