Tafijin was eventually tied to a wooden shelf like a lamb. Her eyes were glazed, her hair was disheveled, and she was covered in grains of sand.

The savages, who had just been satisfied with her sensuality, were adding dry wood to her body, jokingly and jokingly as they agreed who would eat which piece of meat after it was roasted.

It was at this time that fog suddenly began to rise on the island. First, the surface of the lake, which is steaming, and the clear water of the lake instantly turns into a hot spring.

The heat that rose from the lake was not thick, but when it drifted to the periphery, it turned into a dense and uneven fog. Thick fog drifted around the island, and in a short time the whole island was covered in fog.

Aoki and Su Huilan finally understood where the fog on the island came from, and most of these dreams were real, so the speculation that there was a wormhole in the middle of the lake, and that the fog was released when the wormhole was opened, was likely to be true.

There was a whistling sound on the surface of the lake, and the wild man, who was about to light the fire with flint, stopped his movements and stared nervously at the lake.

After a while, dozens of rafts and canoes appeared on the lake, and many people stood on the rafts, led by one with three feathers stuck in his head. They saw the scene on the shore, and they saw Tafi Lady tied to a barbecue rack.

The feather-headed man let out a loud cry, and the whole island trembled with a cry. Of course, this is an exaggeration of dreams, and it is impossible to have such power in reality, probably in Tafijin's heart, the person who came to save her is a hero of the world.

The savages on the shore all stood up, raised their weapons and stood in readiness, and there was a whining and whining alarm, and soon a harmonious howl was heard from the mountain.

After a while, more wild people appeared on the edge of the mountain forest, running in the direction of the beach. The savages on the beach were emboldened and waved their spears at the surface of the lake in a demonstrative manner.

A thick fog drifted over and stopped between the two groups of people, obscuring each other's views. But from the dreamer's point of view, all the space in the dream is open, there is no blind spot in the field of vision, as long as her subconscious constructs something, she can see. And Aoki and Su Huilan, as spectators of the dream, naturally saw it clearly.

Tafijin heard the cries of her own people coming from the lake, her eyes showed hope, and her bound hands and feet struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free.

The three-colored, feathered man led his people out of the fog. They were all murderous, and their eyes burned with anger. The savages on the shore showed no weakness and fought with them.

Spears pierced their chests, feathered arrows into the eyes of their enemies, and every time they killed an enemy, they shouted into the sky, shouting one after another.

There was a constant stream of reinforcements coming out of the fog, with one landing on the lake and the other rushing out of the mountains and forests.

The battle was fought until the fog cleared, the corpses were lying on the ground, and the lake was stained red with blood.

The man with the three-colored feather on his head holds a spear in his hand, looks up to the sky and roars angrily, roaring like a wave, shaking the heavens and the earth. He was the only one left on the battlefield, standing alone in the bloody world of the sunset.

The man rescued Tafi from the fire, she leaned into his arms, he lit the bonfire, and the two of them snuggled up to each other. The man's eyes were full of sorrow and love, and the woman's tears fell like raindrops.

The surrounding lakes and mountains are constantly changing, and they seem to want to snuggle up until they grow old.

Su Huilan was stunned, and said faintly: "Barbarians also have love!" ”

Aoki said, "Is this man one of the people who was killed by Petru just now?" ”

Su Huilan glanced at him resentfully: "What a piece of wood!" ”

……

As the sun set, the sky darkened, and there were many more people by the lake, but this time it was clearly not the enemy. They lit piles of bonfires, sang and danced, and cheered.

Tafiya was covered in flowers, and several butterflies fluttered above her head. With a shy look on her face, she looked at her hero, the man with the tricolored feathers on his head.

At this time, an old man with a long beard, holding a cane that symbolized power, was muttering something in front of them. He pointed his scepter at the lake in the distance, and suddenly a colorful rainbow bridge was erected on the surface of the lake, and the water of the lake boiled, and a huge pyramid rose from the lake.

At the same time, a pyramid fell from the sky, but upside down.

The two pyramids approached each other, and just as the two spires were about to collide, they slowly stopped, as if repelled by each other.

People prostrate themselves and prostrate themselves on the ground, muttering prayers that do not mean anything.

The Old Man of Scepter said something, and the middle of the two pyramids suddenly shone brightly, and a stone chamber was faintly visible in the light, like the lair of primitive human habitation. The man with the feather took Tafi's hand and stepped on the rainbow bridge to their love nest.

……

"What's going on?" Aoki couldn't believe what he saw in his subconscious, this spectacular scene would never have been dreamed of if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, "Could it be that there really are two opposing pyramids on the island?" ”

He remembered the pyramid-shaped game hall designed in the Dream Guide game, it was so similar, there was such a coincidence?

Su Huilan said: "I may not have seen it, this may be due to their genetic memory? ”

"Genetic memory?"

"To be more precise, it is genetic memory, which can also be called population memory, that is, some important information that the ancestors of a population pass on to their offspring through the subconscious of the group."

"I know." When it comes to population memory and the group subconscious, Aoki understands, "Genetic memory can be used to explain some instinctive phenomena of life, such as some animals that can quickly and accurately find plants and fungi that help them heal wounds in the vicinity after being injured, but they have not been injured before, they have not seen other people of their kind use this method, and it is impossible to pass on these experiences through language." We can classify this ability as instinct, but we can't rationally explain how this instinct arises, and how they hide this ability until it is activated when needed? Scientists have come up with the hypothesis of genetic memory because of this, but why would you call it genetic memory? These are two concepts that are not exactly the same. ”

Su Huilan explained: "The traditional saying is that genetic memory is sealed in the depths of the brain by the subconscious, and I would like to do so, so that I can search my brain for more information left to me by my father and the ancestors of the Alliance of the Awakened, but since the subconscious awakening, I have discovered that genetic memory is not in the brain at all, and the subconscious mind cannot find it. I believe that this kind of memory is encoded and etched into the genetic information of human beings, so I call it genetic memory. Theoretically, as long as the memory information in the human body exists in the form of encoding, it can be obtained and interpreted by consciousness, and the spatiotemporal nature of dreams allows us not to worry about the dimension of genetic information encoding. Maybe it's because my level of awakening is not enough, I often wonder if an awakened person like Master Nan Ke can unlock genetic information and find the origin of the spirit? ”

"Spiritual origin?" Aoki vaguely remembered that Su Huilan had mentioned this word before, but did not give a clear explanation, "I understand, you have been looking for this origin. ”

Su Huilan said: "I am engaged in philosophical research, and all philosophers want to know where life comes from, but in their eyes, life is a bunch of proteins. For me, life is consciousness, it is spirit! I would love to know where our consciousness comes from and where does the power of the spirit come from? If these questions are clarified, I think the truth about the invasion of parasitic consciousness and the dilemma of humanity will be solved naturally. ”