Li Mengnan did not let Wu Ansu drive him back to school, and after leaving the riverside park, he took a direct bus to Tunghai University.

At this moment, it is lunch break, and during this time, more than 70% of the people on campus are concentrated in the large and small canteens scattered all over the place, and the rest are basically on the way to the canteens.

It's a miraculous, even bizarre, phenomenon – students complain about the dark cooking skills and frenzied innovation of the cafeteria aunts, while on the other hand, they rush to the cafeteria at the end of class and eat the lumps of unidentified objects they call pig food.

It's like buying a house, it's just what you need.

The bedding of the other three beds in the dormitory has been spread out, the terrazzo floor of the room has not disappeared, and it is obvious that the other three animals in the same bed have returned to school safely.

Walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of warm water and drank it all in one gulp, Li Mengnan grabbed the railing with both hands and jumped on the bed lightly, lying on his back on the bed, staring at the back of his hand with five fingers and gradually frowning.

The wound has long been scabbed, and the edge is faintly revealing the pink new flesh, and it is impossible for ordinary illusions to achieve such an immediate effect, only by deceiving the brain's normal sense of time, and accelerating the metabolism dozens or even hundreds of times in a short period of time can achieve such an amazing, almost magical effect.

Li Mengnan rubbed his fingers vigorously near the wound a few times, and there were very few dirt such as dead skin, which showed that the other party could not only accelerate metabolism, but also control this acceleration in a specific range.

This illusion of accelerating wound healing is not complicated, but after all, the healing of the human body is based on the premise of consuming nutrients, and it is impossible to have more than two taels of flesh out of thin air.

Even Li Mengnan can only control the healing area at about 50% at most, which has no practical value at all, and it is obvious that Xue Yue Lingxin has already left him far behind in terms of the control power of illusion.

It's only been half a year since we last met, and the old man is right, the meaning of genius is to make all kinds of impossible possible...... It seems that it will be difficult for him to avenge Ling Sha in this life......

The cigarette case in his trouser pocket is a bit awkward, Li Mengnan took out the cigarettes and stood on his forehead one by one, this seemingly boring action can improve his balance and concentration, and the most important thing is that it basically does not consume the body, which is very suitable for practicing when resting.

After a long time, Li Mengnan let out a long sigh, and a few cigarettes on his forehead instantly staggered and fell to the pillow.

Revenge is just nice to say, not to mention the difference in illusion cultivation between the two of them, even in the face of that face that is exactly the same as Ling Sha, Li Mengnan knows that he has no hope of revenge in this life - it has been many times, even if Xue Yue Ling Xin stood in front of him without resistance, he couldn't do it at all.

It was a really cruel feeling.

And after so many years, Li Mengnan is no longer the impulsive teenager he was at the beginning, and his hatred for Xue Yuelingxin is actually not as strong as it was at the beginning, but more about Xue Yuelingxin's abnormal behavior.

He still hasn't figured it out, since it was Ling Xin who killed Ling Sha with his own hands, why did he cry so sadly afterwards? Is there something hidden in it?

It's a pity that Xue Yueling has always been tight-lipped, and it seems that she is determined to hide the true reason for this incident to the end.

It's not so much the hatred for Xue Yueling's heart for killing Xue Yuelingsha, but the hatred for her refusal to tell the truth.

Thinking about it, Li Mengnan was drowsy in a daze.

In a trance, Li Mengnan only felt that his body seemed to be gradually becoming lighter inexplicably, and he faintly had the illusion that he was about to float from the bed.

This feeling...... Doesn't seem right?

Li Mengnan suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up from the bed, and looked around vigilantly.

The bedroom is still the same simple and messy bedroom, the scorching sun outside the window, the birds and insects chirping, and there seems to be nothing strange about it.

But nothing strange is strange in itself.

This statement may be very contradictory or even unreasonable in the literal sense, but Li Mengnan does feel this way at the moment, and perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is intuitive.

Just when Li Mengnan was a little confused, the door opened, and three guys with blurred faces walked in, talking and laughing.

That's right, it's blurred, not an exaggeration, but a direct description.

The faces of the three people who came in were blurred, almost like a large mosaic, but the feeling was not terrifying, more like the hazy feeling of seeing flowers in the fog.

What's even more strange is that although he can't see his face clearly, Li Mengnan can clearly know that these three people are Liang Sanbo, Gao Dingtian and Zhao Yingjun who are sleeping together.

Li Mengnan suddenly realized that he was not in the real world now, but in a dream, with a blurred face but a clear identity, which is a characteristic that only people in dreams have.

Generally speaking, people are generally unaware that they are dreaming in their sleep, but there are always exceptions.

In fact, this is not the first time that Li Mengnan has encountered this kind of dream that retains a clear sense of self, but the previous times have never felt so clear and real this time.

If he ignored the few faceless people in front of him, it would be difficult for Li Mengnan to even tell the difference between this dream and the real world.

Li Mengnan almost thought that he was deeply hypnotized, but it was impossible to think about it, not to mention that with his mental power, no one could hypnotize him silently and deeply, even if he really had such great power, he would not make such an obvious flaw as a faceless person.

Dreams are like that, when you don't realize it's a dream, it's very difficult to wake up, but when you realize that you're not a native of this dream world, it's easy to get out of this world.

Li Mengnan could clearly feel that as long as he wanted to, he could immediately open his eyes and wake up from this dream, which further showed that he was not hypnotized by anyone.

In this case, Li Mengnan was not so anxious to wake up.

Anyone who has had a similar experience should understand that it is actually very interesting to encounter this kind of dream that can maintain self-awareness, although it cannot call the wind and rain in the dream world like the real creator god, but it can do a lot of things that are not usually possible at all, and that feeling is like playing a super real virtual game.

And the stronger the mental power, the more handy the control of dreams will be, and compared with ordinary people, it is more like opening a plug-in.

This kind of dream that can retain self-consciousness is actually rare, and for Li Mengnan, such a dream is like a super-large playground where you can play as much as you want, and the things you can play are much more interesting than any Disneyland.

It was one of the few pleasures of his childhood.