"Sir, please wake up, flight 433 to the US imperialists, because the machine failure will be delayed for five hours, please forgive me for the inconvenience."

In the confusion, Wang Xu felt that someone was pushing him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that a flight attendant in a white shirt was looking at him with a smile on her face.

What's the situation?

Wang Xu was a little confused, and subconsciously looked around.

As far as the eye can see, this is an airport hall, and many passengers waiting for their flights are sitting around.

Wang Xu touched his forehead, wasn't he in the forest hut, waiting for the fourth wave of bosses to come, how could he come here.

Moreover, everything around is so familiar, Wang Xu got up from his seat and looked at the time card hanging in the waiting room, this is the day when he had an accident in the domestic antique business and took the plane to the United States.

He still clearly remembers that it was precisely because of the flight delay that he switched to the plane to Hong Kong Island and met his little apprentice Wang Kexin. "Book friends who have forgotten this plot, you can look back at chapter 98"

"What's going on, is it a dream?"

Wang Xu looked around quietly, the past time reappeared, and he couldn't think of anything else except dreams.

By the way, I felt very sleepy after rushing out of the hut, and sleepiness came like a tide, which was someone else's way.

Who pulled himself into the dream, the boss Biddy in the dream killing, the killer Saru in the dream horror, or Freddy in the ghost street.

There are not many movies about dreams, and even fewer can actively pull people into dreams.

At least in Inception, no one has superpowers, and they must rely on machines and tranquilizers to fall asleep.

Wang Xu is very sure that the person who pulled him into his dream definitely did not approach him, and the way he used it was more like a superpower.

However, trying to kill him in a dream is really special, I'm afraid that dying in a dream is really dead.

"The internal force is gone, the physical fitness has returned to the level of ordinary people, and the preliminary estimate is that the dream maker has the ability to change dreams, and the magnitude of the change is unknown. At the point of time, on the day I fled abroad, why did I choose this day, is it because I am afraid of being caught? The Dream Maker used what I was afraid of to create a dream to hunt me, and this day was the moment when I was being chased and escaped, so it was a good place to start! ”

Wang Xu glanced at his feet, this backpack was prepared to deal with the escape, open the backpack and take a look, the contents were exactly what he had prepared.

Wigs, cash, vanity boxes, passports, fake IDs, and a bottle of water and a bag of bread.

It was these things that he used that day, dressed as an old man, and boarded a plane to Hong Kong Island.

Seeing these things again at this time made Wang Xu feel like a dream, no, this is a dream, but it is very real.

Carrying a black backpack, Wang Xu stood in the hall, watching the endless flow of people.

After a few minutes, he didn't see anyone who seemed to be the creator, but he was sure that this guy must be here, hiding somewhere watching him.

"A dream cannot last forever, no matter who pulls me into the dream, the dream must have its own time limit. In addition, the creator himself is also flawed, if he wants to kill me, I can also kill him, delay until my body wakes up, or kill the dream creator, it should be able to get me out of the dream. Wang Xu looked at it for a while and found no suspicious person, but he knew that he couldn't look for it any longer.

According to the real situation, at this point in time, the police have already pried Yang Fu's mouth open and are rushing to this side.

Although Wang Xu didn't know what the consequences of being caught by the police in his dream were, he didn't want to try it at all.

After all, if he was caught, he would be safe and sound, and the Dream Maker would not choose this time to cut in, and it would be impossible for him to do meaningless things.

Carrying his bag, Wang Xu strode towards the Hong Kong and Macao passage, if the dream evolved on the basis of reality, he could also take a plane to Hong Kong Island as it had happened.

Two minutes later, Wang Xu stood in front of the counter for applying for a Hong Kong and Macao permit, which is different from the 30 minutes in his memory, which is written here as three hours.

Announcement: "Three hours to apply for a visa, travel to Hong Kong and Macao, better, faster, more reassuring..."

"It's changed, the Dream Maker can really affect dreams!" Wang Xu's eyes narrowed slightly, thirty minutes became three hours, this is a small change, but the impact is very big, he definitely did not have three hours to apply for a visa, and the idea of going around Hong Kong Island was shattered.

Unable to transfer to Hong Kong Island according to his memories means that he has to change his route and lose his reliance on real memories.

However, he did not panic, and at the beginning of his escape, he made two plans.

The first plan was to fly directly to the US imperialists, to the vast skies of the US imperialists.

The second plan is a long-distance bus, first take a long-distance bus to Dongdan, cross the Yalu River to North Goryeo, or take the waterway to the Soviet Union.

Now Wang Xu's purpose is not to leave, but to go around in circles with the dream maker while not being caught by the police.

He believed that as long as he was not caught, the Dream Maker would have to kill him himself, or else he would wake up after enough time.

Half an hour later, the coach station...

"Hmph, I'm quite able to calm down, let's see which of us can't help it first!" Outside the long-distance bus station, Wang Xu was on crutches, disguised as an old man, and glanced at the flow of people around him.

The bus station is mixed, there are everywhere in the south and north of the world, there is a market where there is demand, and things like soliciting and grabbing customers happen from time to time.

Wang Xu made up an old man, as if he was in good disguise, and as soon as he appeared at the ticket window, a middle-aged woman wearing a vest came up.

"Uncle, buy a ticket?" The middle-aged woman looks flattering, like a warm-hearted neighbor.

Wang Xu's makeup is not blind, the old man he pretends to be is a real person, his face is very similar to him, and he is an old man named Wang Anxu.

Now dressed up, Wang Xu doesn't dare to say that there are nine images, seventy percent is still sure, and no one dares to say that this is not him.

"Girl, my youngest son was in a car accident, and I rushed to Dongdan today!" Wang Xu choked in his tone, and his throat was more like phlegm, hoarse and hoarse like an old man.

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she immediately laughed and said: "Uncle, you don't need to buy a ticket, there is a car to Dandong in front of you, you can walk with them, it is more convenient than buying a ticket." ”

"It's not a black car, is it?" Wang Xu asked tentatively, now the routes of the bus station are all contracted to individuals, and a line can collect hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

Some people who have buses can't afford to pay for the contracted routes, so they like to work outside the bus station.

Their ticket prices are cheaper than those of normal ticket sales, and there are special people guarding and pulling people at the bus station, and they will leave when they are full, and Wang Xu has sat a few times before.

"It's not a black car, it has regular procedures." The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly, her eyes a little evasive.

Wang Xu pretended not to hear it, he was just going around in circles to avoid the police, and it didn't matter if it was black or not.

Even black cars are better, because these black cars without formalities, because they are robbed on the line of the bus station, they are reported all year round, and they have to be fined if they are caught.

In order to avoid being fined, these black cars were avoiding the police, but they were very close to his purpose.

As for whether he will be slaughtered when he takes a black car, Wang Xu is not worried at all, even if his physical fitness becomes an ordinary person, his combat experience is not fake, how can he be afraid of a few black car drivers.

Ten minutes later, Wang Xu sat on a bus and chose a position near the rear window.

According to his judgment, the Dream Maker can influence dreams to a certain extent, and he is not sure how much this effect is, and it is always good to be careful.

If the brakes suddenly fail in the middle of the road, he can react in the shortest possible time and break the glass window to escape.

Similarly, Wang Xu is also more inclined to say that the creator's changes to dreams are all inconspicuous little things.

If it was really a reckless modification and directly let the missile base launch a nuclear bomb in this direction, he would not be able to fly out even if he put on his wings, and the power of the Dream Maker could not be so invincible.