The man in white looked at the two with a smile on his face, and after hearing their decision, his smile gradually deepened, and he could see that the big stone in his heart had also fallen to the ground, as if he had completed a difficult task. Nodding deeply, the man in white slowly stood up and said to the two: "Since you have agreed to join the ranks of the Dream Holders, then come with me, I will take you to the Dream Holder's headquarters to handle the entry, and you will become a member of the Dream Holders tonight." ”

The three of them passed through a white door again and came to the door of a six-story building. The man in white introduced, "This is the Dream Enforcement Bureau, but we are used to calling it the headquarters of the Dream Executive. This is the Asia Pacific division. The Asia Pacific segment is responsible for Mongolia, China, the countries surrounding the South China Sea, as well as Japan, North Korea, South Korea, and Australia. As they spoke, several people came to the building. When he first came to the headquarters, Zhuo Yong felt that his eyes were bright, it was like a luxurious and gorgeous palace, full of romantic and luxurious European classicism. The water-milled black marble floor tiles echo the crystal chandelier, exuding a charming and eerie temperament.

After the man in white entered the door, he greeted an old man sitting behind the desk in the main hall, and then introduced to Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi: "This is Alex Ander, an amiable old man, the entire headquarters is in his dream, and his daily work is to build the headquarters for the use of our other dream bearers." In the future, you will have to come to the headquarters every day, whether it is training or receiving tasks, you only need to shuttle into his dream. ”

After Zhuo Yong and the others greeted the old man, the three of them took the elevator to the upper floor, where a lady who was also dressed in white was already waiting, holding a blue folder in her arms, which looked like she should be in charge of clerical work. The boy was silent all the way, but when he saw this gentle lady, he immediately said with a hippie smile: "Yo, little secretary Smecta." ”

The man in white turned around and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, dreamers can communicate with each other, not affected by language, that is, what everyone says can be automatically translated into the language they know and transmitted to the brain, this girl is French, her name is Emma, what you say will be automatically translated into French and transmitted to her ears, so don't talk nonsense here." ”

The pouting continued, "It turned out to be alas... Yikes... Mother... Ah, hello... Yikes! Zhuo Yong and the man in white were speechless for a moment. I really can't help it......

Emma glanced at the man, turned her head and looked at the man in white angrily, the man in white immediately raised his hands to show surrender, and Emma spoke: "Schenkel, this is the newcomer you just contacted the headquarters and said that you want to handle the onboarding?" ”

Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi immediately leaned back and fell together when they heard it, and Zhu Zi said with a smile: "No wonder you have never introduced your name for so long, we thought that the dream bearers all use code names, it turns out that your name is livestock, hahahahaha!" ”

Schenk said helplessly: "I guessed that the two of you would have this reaction, I am French, but I immigrated to the United States with my parents since I was a child, although the name Schenkel is rare, but it is not difficult to hear, blame you Chinese for transliterating too strangely, okay?" Alright, don't worry about the name, you guys follow Emma, she'll take the two of you through the rest of the process. After saying that, Schenk turned and left, leaving Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi who were still laughing.

After Schenk left, Zhuo Yong carefully looked at the beauty in front of him, this is definitely a symbol of the beauty embryo, she is tall and well-proportioned, especially the white clothes, which shows her graceful figure. Looking at his face again, although it is not a country and a city, it is definitely a natural stunner, those big eyes seem to be clear and transparent as if they can perceive people's hearts, and the slightly baby fat on her cheeks makes her look very gentle and lovely. However, it really fulfilled the sentence, people can't be good-looking, although this Miss Emma has a cute face, but she speaks and does things vigorously, giving people a feeling of a strong woman or a woman. I saw Emma open the folder held in front of her chest, looked down at it, and then said, "Zhuo Yong, Liu Yan, come with me!" ”

Zhuo Yong turned his head to look at the puzi and smiled evilly and said, "Hey, I thought she would call you the puddle."

With a look of disdain, he said, "Cut, she didn't call you lame, why did you call me a cripple!" ”

Joking, the two brothers followed Emma to a large room, which was all white, with nothing superfluous except for a single chair in the center of the room that seemed to be very high-tech. Emma pointed and asked Zhuo Yong to sit in first, who looked at Emma, and although curious, he walked over and sat down in the chair as she said. The sofa was very comfortable, and the whole person was wrapped in it, and after Zhuo Yong sat down, a large cover was flipped over at the back of the seat and buckled on Zhuo Yong's head. The boy whispered to Emma, "Alas... Yikes... Mother... Ah, is your leader called Yu Qian, the newcomer has to get used to all his hobbies, eating, drinking, and burning his hair? Emma didn't bother with it, but opened her mouth to let Zhuo Yong close his eyes, and suddenly the seat seemed to have life, and a lot of lights were on, especially the cover on Zhuo Yong's head also showed the picture, which felt like a matrix in the Matrix, and the green characters moved down one by one, which surprised the audience on the sidelines, and their mouths opened into an O-shape.

After a while, the light on the seat went out, and the number 2478 was displayed on the hood, Emma looked up casually, but then her eyes widened, very shocked, but this expression was fleeting, Zhuo Yong and the boy did not notice Emma's abnormality, she pretended to be calm and bowed her head and wrote the number 2478 on the open folder, and then let the figure be on the seat. After the same process, the number displayed on the hood was 2865, Emma was even more shocked this time, and at this time, Zhuo Yong on the side noticed the change in her expression, so he asked, "What does this number represent, is there something wrong?" How much was mine just now! Emma didn't answer, but turned and waved her hand to follow.

Soon Emma led the two to a larger room, where a lot of equipment was placed, but it was empty, and for a period of time, Emma used various instruments to test the bodies of Zhuo Yong and Zizi, and wrote down the values on the paper in the folder. After everything was done, Emma looked at the table and said, "It's not bad, the reaction speed, adaptability and other values are qualified"

With a surprised face, he said to Emma: "It's all qualified, this dead cripple next to him is so fat, can he pass the test?" ”

Zhuo Yong said helplessly: "Am I fat? You have a meal, eat a rice bowl, 8 xiaolongbao, an egg cake, and 4 yuan Aunt An's small balls, and you still say that I am fat......"

Emma didn't have the heart to argue with the two, she interrupted the conversation between the two and said, "You are both fat and need to exercise, but overall it's okay, come with me"

Zhuo Yong and the two were like students organizing a physical examination, following the nurse to run around the building, fortunately, all the items were checked soon, this time they followed Emma to a room, there was an old man sitting in the room, Emma walked over and handed the folder to the old man, the old man looked up at Zhuo Yong and the child, and then looked down at the form, the expression and movement had a kind of calmness that did not change before the storm, but when he saw something in the report, He immediately raised his head and frowned, and looked at Zhuo Zi and Zhuo Yong again. After a few moments, he slowly smiled, and then he lowered his head and said, "Take off your shirt, and I'll put the Dream Bearer's mark on you." ”

This time it was simple, two instruments and a syringe gun, and poisoned the back of the two and the left and right sides of their necks respectively. One of the instruments tattooed a big cross on the back of the two, and in the middle of the cross was a cloud, which should be the mark of the dreamer. Then there was a relatively small instrument, this time a faint cloud pattern was tattooed on the left side of the neck, and the old man said that this was the position symbol of the dream holder, and the logo needed to be replaced after each promotion. Now only the injection gun has not been used, and Zhuo Yong at this time secretly complained in his heart, where is this entry, it is obviously the same as inspecting pork in a slaughterhouse. Zhuo Yong was thinking about it, the old man held the injection gun and hit the right side of the necks of the two people mercilessly, this time injected into a microchip, with this chip, the dreamers can communicate with each other in different dreams, just like the police radio, but this chip is much more convenient than the radio in reality, as long as you use the mind to control the communication.

When everything was done, Emma said solemnly, "The two tattoos are only visible in dreams, so you don't have to worry about being seen in reality." And the radio chip that has just been implanted in your neck can communicate according to your wishes, whether in dreams or in real life, because you need to be oncall 24 hours a day, and as long as there is a mission, the headquarters will contact you by radio. Okay, even if the two of you have basically completed all the formalities and processes, only the last item left is the induction ceremony. Speaking of this, Emma looked back at the old man, the old man smiled and nodded to Emma, and got up and led a few people to another room behind him, this room is completely different from the rooms that Zhuo Yong and Lizi have been to before, here gives people a style of ancient European architecture, which is incompatible with the high-tech buildings outside, the walls and the ground here are made of large ashlars, there is no light in the whole room, the only thing that illuminates the surrounding space is only dozens of burning candles, At this time, these candles were placed on the stone platform in the middle of the room, flickering and dimming, as if complaining about the arrival of several people, and they danced playfully. In the middle of the candle were two shelves, one with a dagger and the other with a large scroll. In Zhuo Yong's opinion, this place is not so much a room as an altar, and this is Zhuo Yong's first feeling.

Emma said, "This is the sacred place of the Dream Bearers, and it is also the place where the Dream Bearers are hired, and the last item is that you need to leave a blood contract. The two of you will need to cut your fingers with this dagger and put your fingerprints on this parchment scroll so that you are officially part of the Dream Holder. ”

He squinted at Emma, as if thinking about something, and then he walked to the altar and stretched out his hand to the sheepskin scroll, and after getting the old man's tacit approval, he opened the scroll and looked at the contents, and Zhuo Yong also walked over curiously at this time. He saw that this parchment scroll should be some years old, the width is about the same as the American Declaration of Independence, but the length is very long, there are only a few lines of words on it, and there are indeed dense bloody fingerprints below, which can also be seen that what the man in white Schenck said is true, and the dream man really has a long history.

Seeing this, he was not attracted by the words and the dense bloody fingerprints, his first reaction was to look at the texture of the paper to feel the historical parchment scroll, obviously he was more careful than Zhuo Yong. Zhuo Yong asked in a low voice: "You...... Can you tell the age of this paper? ”

He replied intently: "No, but I'm also a person who has read "National Treasure", at least this piece of paper can't be newer than the Declaration of Independence, right?" ”

Zhuo Yong was helpless, he rolled his eyes impatiently and said, "Then how are you checking?" ”

He frowned and said, "Uh...... I don't know, let's watch the content......" Hearing this, Zhuo Yong really wanted to strangle the man in front of him, but he was angry, Zhuo Yong still admired the carefulness of the child, although he didn't see anything......

The two of them looked at the words on the parchment together, and it was basically similar to a manifesto, similar to what we had to read together when we joined the Young Pioneers, and there was nothing new. Zhuo Yong looked at the boy seriously at this time and asked him what he meant, whether he wanted to join, and after pondering for a while, he seemed to have made some decision, raised his head and said with a serious face: "Alas... Yikes... Mother... Ah, can you just use his own blood? As he spoke, he pointed to Zhuo Yong.

Zhuo Yong was stunned for a moment, then widened his eyes and scolded: "Your sister, you are a child!" ”

He waved his hand and said, "Don't get excited, the cripple, I'm fainting!" ”

Zhuo Yong stretched out his fist to express his dissatisfaction, and then frowned and said, "Pick, are you fainting?" Is your blood blood, and my blood the juice of the source? You faint and you don't faint when you look at me? ”。 Emma interrupted the two, then shook her head and said that this was absolutely not a no-no. He smiled and pursed his lips, then without hesitation, he picked up the dagger and made a cut on the tip of his left thumb, and then stamped his fingerprint onto the parchment scroll.

Taking the dagger from the hand, Zhuo Yong hesitated a little, this kid has already 2 in the bones, will this 2 disease be contagious? It's too unhygienic, there is wood and alcohol disinfection...... Although his mind was struggling, a moment later, Zhuo Yong also left his bloody fingerprints on the parchment according to the movements of the parchment. At this time, the old man on the side nodded with a smile and said, "Well, welcome you two young people to join our Dream Bearer and become a member of the Dream Law Enforcement Bureau. After saying that, the old man packed up the dagger and scroll, and left the room with a few people.

After "signing and drawing", even if the two officially became a member of the dream holder, but Zhuo Yong did not feel how excited and proud he was in his heart, but there was some faint anxiety, in retrospect, everything was too fast and too smooth, which made people feel uneasy, just like going to school, the moment they stepped into the school gate made people feel strange, and they were infinitely confused about the future. Zhuo Yong is more calm, adventurous spirit is insufficient, compared to him is more daring, in the theory of the child, without taking a step will never know what the next scenery will be. Although he has the courage to move forward, he will always think about making decisions before leaving, which is why Zhuo Yong has always trusted him, this guy is usually a fool, but his observation and decision-making skills at critical moments are still very admirable.

Compared with Zhuo Yong's anxiety, he looked much more relaxed, he slowly walked to Emma's side, and said anxiously: "Emma, hurry! Is there a cotton ball, gauze, if you can't give me a nurse, I was excited just now, the cut was too deep, and I was going to bleed too much......"

Emma seems to have gotten used to the nonsense of the child, and does not pay attention to the madness of the child. She lowered her head and sorted out the folder and held it in her arms, turned around and said expressionlessly: "Let it flow, no one can die." She sighed and wanted to refute Emma, but Emma didn't give him a chance, she continued: "Today's time is almost up, you two go back, walk to the main hall of the headquarters, open the shuttle door and return to your dream." Come to the headquarters on time tomorrow evening, you need some necessary learning and training. After saying that, Emma pointed downstairs and motioned to the two of them, where the main hall on the first floor was.

The boy still didn't give up: "Hey? I said, such a big organization, there is not even a health room? Nurses should always have them, I say...... I said......" Zhuo Yong couldn't stand it anymore, dragged the still chattering picker and walked in the direction of the elevator, until he left everyone's sight, the picker finally calmed down a little, and said: "Cripple, I'm really tired tonight, let's go back to our respective homes, if we have something to talk about tomorrow, if I don't go back, my blood will drain up......" Zhuo Yong knew that this was a joke, but he did do too much mental work tonight, so he nodded in agreement.

Gossip aside. The next night, Zhuo Yong and Tsuzi went to the Dream Rider's headquarters together, and when they entered the hall, they found Schenk and Emma already waiting in the hall. After a brief conversation, the two brothers followed Schenk and Emma to a room on the sixth floor, this room should not be large, the reason why it is uncertain is because this room is all white, as if entering a white holy realm, the dazzling white around makes it impossible to distinguish the boundary between the ceiling and the wall, everything seems to be close at hand, but out of reach. And there is a large instrument in the room. The device resembles a carousel in an amusement park, with a huge cylinder in the center, the top of which is spread out in all directions, connected to six chaise longues arranged in a semicircle outside the cylinder.

"This machine will lead your mind into another dimension, where you will learn some basic things, such as kung fu, shooting, and so on," Schenck said. After saying that, Schenck instructed Zhuo Yong and Zhuozi to sit in the recliner and asked them to put on their glasses and helmets. Emma then walked to the back of the instrument and began to operate. It didn't take long for the two of them to start playing quickly inside their glasses, and in the picture, all kinds of kung fu were playing like fast-forward movies, and Zhuo Yong saw that there were karate, judo, tai chi, Muay Thai and so on...... The strange thing is that although the picture is quickly skimmed, every move and style are clearly imprinted in Zhuo Yong's mind, it seems that the current technology is much more advanced than that of "The Matrix" at that time, at least without a few big needles inserted into his brain.

I don't know how long it took, the picture stopped, this series of pictures seemed to have passed a century so long, in today's words, the amount of information is too much, Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi seem to have done a lot of strenuous exercise, panting like a cow, and the scenes they saw just now are still flashing in their minds.

Seeing that the two had finished studying, Emma did not stop the device to get them up, but gave them plenty of time to rest, and when their breathing gradually subsided, she raised her hand to signal that Schenck was okay. The latter was allowed to sit in a chaise longue and put on his glasses and helmet. At this time, the figure of Schenk appeared in Zhuo Yong's field of vision, and with a wave of his hand, the place where the three people were immediately transformed into the appearance of a martial arts dojo.

Schenck put his hands behind his back and said: "Okay, look at the condition of the two of you, you have basically recovered, and then I will further guide you, in order not to make you feel strange, so I set the scene here to be the same as the place where Morpheus took Neo to train in "The Matrix", but I will not fight against you like Morpheus, because although you have learned a lot of martial arts now, those things are still only in your brains in the form of images, It doesn't happen overnight to become proficient in using them, you still need to digest them, you need to understand them, and that's why I'm here, and I'm going to share with you what I've learned from my training. As he spoke, Schenk suddenly kicked a high leg at the pouch, which would have been a hit if he had usually done it, but now it was different, he first stretched out his hands and stood on the left side of his face, but for some reason he suddenly retracted his right hand, and then he lifted his left leg like in Muay Thai. At this time, Schenk's foot kicked the left arm of the man, and the kick was so strong that the kick staggered a few steps to the right before he could barely stabilize his body.

He stood up straight and asked with some displeasure, "What do you mean?" ”

Schenck stretched out his hands to indicate not to be angry, and then continued: "Your kid's strength is not bad, you can catch my high leg, but the point is that you don't think your action just now is very awkward, this is because you have learned a lot of martial arts, the tricks are a little mixed, for the same kind of attack, the defensive methods of each martial art are different, so you don't know what kind of defensive action to use at the moment of attack, this is what you need to practice, and you can only digest it yourself, others can't help you, But I can give you a direction to think about and train, which is to use your subconscious to complete the movements, give the body to the heart, and let the heart control your movements. The first reaction is to play whatever it looks like, and don't have other distractions, that's what I learned when I first trained. Okay, that's basically it for martial arts, let's move on to the next step. ”

After saying that, Schenk waved his hand, and the surrounding environment became a shooting range again, he said: "You two had a dream before, it was a sniper in the special forces to carry out a decapitation mission, I watched the performance of the two of you, and I feel that you still have a certain understanding and understanding of shooting, but as the saying goes, sharpshooters are fed with bullets, which means that no matter how talented you are, no matter how much you play the game, you have to practice diligently." Come on, let's start with the basics. After speaking, Schenck taught Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Yong the shooting essentials hand-in-hand.

Although Schenck's teaching is only a few simple words, it is undoubtedly a talk of experience, Zhuo Yong and Lizi understand Schenck's intentions, because no matter how good the experience is, it must vary from person to person, and if you want to make things your own, you have to spend more time digesting and comprehending, and then you can have your own feelings or experiences. So in the dream of the next few days, Zhuo Yong practiced desperately with the son. After just a few days, the two of them were already able to tie with Schenk. This Schenck was shocked, because there were only a handful of people who could integrate martial arts and shooting in just four days, although not the fastest, but they were also the best among the newcomers.

Several people fought for a while, Schenk seemed a little overdrawn, just now he had a martial arts competition with Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi respectively, at this time he was already panting and sitting on the ground resting, although tired, but from his eyes and expressions can still see a little relief. After a pause, Schenk said, "It's really surprising that four days can come to this point, but this situation is also expected, after all, you two are saints......"

Zhuo Yong asked, "What is a saint, isn't he a dreamer?" ”

Schenck shook his head: "Oh, I shouldn't have told you so early, but seeing that the two of you are training so seriously, it means that you are still working hard, and it doesn't hurt if I want to say it." The saints I just mentioned are our hierarchy of newcomers, do you remember the first test you took when you came to the headquarters, do you remember your values? ”

The 2478 and 2865 brothers reported their own values.

Schenk took a big sip of water, nodded and continued: "This value represents the amount of subconscious you have developed, the higher the value, the more you develop, the greater your ability and potential. Those above 2,000 are called saints, those above 1,000 are called wise men, and those under 1,000 are called diligent people. More than 3,000 are called saints, but from the beginning of the formation of the Dream Bearers to the present, there are only a few saints, it can be said that there are almost none, and saints are extremely rare in us. …… But the two of you can't relax because of this, after joining the Dream Holder, through hard work, everyone's potential will be improved to varying degrees, and you are only a little higher than the starting point of the wise and diligent people. ”

The boy began to smile: "Hey, how much did you measure?" ”

Schenck smiled and replied, "1356." ”

The boy began to be proud: "Oh, wise man, I will think more about the two of us when there are good things in the future, come to the saint to take you and pretend to take you to fly." "Apparently Schenck has taken Schenck as one of his own.

Schenk's smile deepened, he didn't care, and after calming his breath, he wanted to try again with the picker, and the picker immediately raised his hands and said, "Don't, I'm playing with you, why take it seriously." Schenk shook his head, his right palm upwards, four fingers bent a few times, and let Zhuo Yong attack him in all the ways he could think of. The two hesitated, seeing that Schenck didn't look like angry or joking. Zhuo Yong looked at Schenk, and after a brief eye contact, the two began to besiege Schenk.

At this time, Schenk didn't mean to make a move, he stretched his arm forward, snapped his fingers, and then stopped making any movements, although Zhuo Yong and Schenko didn't know what he did, but they still launched a storm of punches and kicks against him according to his instructions, but neither of their attacks hit the target, as if there was a transparent wall that enveloped Schenk, forming an invisible absolute defense. The man stopped, pulled Zhuo Yong away, and then took out his pistol and was about to shoot, this action was too fast Zhuo Yong didn't react at all, the word "don't" was still in his throat, and the gunshot had already sounded. Zhuo Yong immediately turned his head to look at Schenk, but at the same time as the gunshot, Schenck disappeared all of a sudden, and Zhuo Yong looked around, only to find that Schenck had appeared behind the man. After firing the shot, he knew that he had lost, and raised his hands to show surrender. Only Zhuo Yong is still in the clouds. He pouted and asked, "Comrade Schenk, let me explain, how did you do it just now?" ”

Schenk seemed to be much more relaxed this time, as he was finally able to return to his usual combat mode. Schenk replied: "I told you before, martial arts and shooting are fundamental, everyone has to learn, but the real use in actual combat is not very great, when you really fight in a dream, the test is not the level of martial arts, the quality of marksmanship, but the test of spiritual potential and the speed of reaction." As I said before, dreamers have the ability to change their own dreams and those of others, and in dreams we can fight as we please. For example, if the opponent conjures a sword, you can conjure a shield to block, and if the opponent conjures a pistol, you can conjure body armor, and in general, as long as you can imagine, it can be achieved in a dream. But you need to practice diligently, because most of the time it's not something you can think of and use it proficiently. Usually we will choose a most suitable attack method for ourselves to practice, for example, if you are suitable for melee, then you must practice more in melee combat, have reached a breakthrough in speed, strength, etc., if you use melee today, tomorrow with long-range attacks, then you will, but each of them can not be called a killer weapon, so that if you meet an opponent who specializes in training an attack, even if the opponent's potential is not as strong as yours, then he is bound to defeat you. Therefore, it is very important to choose your own direction according to your different potentials in the battle in the dream world, and then you must follow a rule, that is, it is more important than the fine, not too much. ”

Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi stared blankly, and Zhuo Yong asked, "You... Does it mean that in the dream, everyone fights with their minds? Then I imagine myself as Superman, isn't that invulnerable? ”

Schenck waved his hand: "Of course not, if the other party perceives your thoughts, he can turn his fist or bullet into the material of krypton crystal, then you are not invulnerable." In short, no idea or trick can be 100% effective, and it needs to be constantly changed to make the other party unable to start. ”

"For example, if two people shoot at the same time, what if two people have the same idea and use the same tricks?" ”

Schenk thought for a moment and replied: "This kind of situation is relatively rare, usually when they are not equal, they will immediately change their minds, if they really have to compete, it must be the person with strong potential who wins." For example, if two people shoot and the bullets collide, then the bullets of the person with great potential will hit the other person's bullets and continue to hit the target. The principle is the same as in the comic "Grim Reaper" in which a person with a strong spirit can defeat his opponent. ”

At this time, Zhuo Zi and Zhuo Yong have fallen into deep thought, indeed as Schenk said before, in the face of this ability, marksmanship, martial arts can indeed only be regarded as the foundation, and even if your potential and imagination are fast enough and strong enough, you don't even need martial arts and marksmanship at all, just use the ideas in your head to knock down the opponent. However, it is not easy to use your potential quickly and flexibly in battle, and it takes a lot of time to practice...... Imagination alone is enough to daunt people.

At this time, he suddenly asked: "I said Schenk, there are two problems, the first is that the enemy of our Dream Bearer should be the Void Wanderer, I remember you said that the Void Wanderer is fighting on their own, so they have not been systematically trained like our Dream Holder, right?" The second question is, what happens if we fail in a dream? Will it be injured, or even killed? ”

Schenck patted his head: "Oops, these are two important questions, and I forgot to explain them if you don't say it:

First, most of the virtual wanderers are indeed fighting on their own, and they have not been systematically practiced like ours, but the definition of the virtual wanderer is that people who maliciously change other people's dreams, that is, they have been able to manipulate other people's dreams according to their own wishes, so they are all capable of using their potential to fight, and the strength of combat power varies from person to person. But don't worry, most of the virtual wanderers can only use their potential initially, such as conjuring a gun to fight you, conjuring a car to escape, etc., there are not many virtual wanderers who want to quickly use the changeable potential to fight, and most of them will basically restrain their behavior in order to avoid fighting with the dream holder.

Second, you will not be in any danger in your dream space, in your own dream world, even if you are seriously injured, even if you only have one breath left, you will be safe and sound when you wake up, which is a kind of self-protection of the body. But after you enter someone else's dream, you will really get hurt and die, but if you can return to your dream in time while you are still breathing, then it will be safe, at least in reality you will not die. ”

He pouted and said helplessly: "I've heard of fire, smoke, urine, and." What are you using to escape, Mu Dun - the technique of opening the door and going home? Then you don't need to practice anything else, you can practice this technique well, and if you can't beat it, go back and come back again, and resurrect it with full blood in an instant. ”

Schenck was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't fully understand what he said, he thought for a while before saying, "Uh...... Poor, almost. Anyway, remember that in a critical moment, just open the door and return to your dreams. However, there are few such times, and the Dream Bearer is usually two people who carry out a mission, so that they can make up for each other's lack of speed and imagination, and defeat is rare, you can rest assured. In addition, as you said, it is not feasible to shuttle back and back again, after you shuttle back to your dream, you must wake up from the dream, and the body will recover to health, and when you enter the dream again and shuttle back, it takes too much time, and the other party should have done what it should have done, so this method of shuttling back to your dream can only be used at the end of the battle, or when the situation is very critical, and cannot become a tactical tactic. Okay, so ...... Then let's start practicing."

Zhuo Yong interjected: "Wait a while, you just said that we can only ensure safety by shuttling back to our dreams when we encounter danger, which means that we will lose protection after leaving our dreams?" Does that mean that when we shuttle away from our dreams, it is equivalent to the separation of thinking and reality? ”

Schenk nodded, meaning that Zhuo Yong was right, Zhuo Yong continued to ask: "In the dream, we can freely control whether we wake up or not, so what if we shuttle to other people's dreams, and the ** in reality needs to wake up by some external stimulus, such as an alarm clock, a phone, or someone calling?" ”

Schenk laughed: "Ang, I only understood what you mean after talking for a long time, in fact, it is not very appropriate to say that thinking and ** are separated, because no matter which person's dream you are in, as long as there is a stimulus in reality that requires you to wake up, you will hear or feel it in the dream, but you can't wake up directly from other people's dreams, you need to return to your own dreams." If there is a battle or mission that cannot be withdrawn for a while, there is no need to rush, because one minute in reality is equivalent to dozens of minutes in a dream, and with the combat speed at which we can exert our potential, ten minutes is enough to complete the battle, so there is no need to worry about this, even if it is really too late, you can call for support by radio, and then you can leave. Zhuo Yong nodded, indicating that he understood, and it seemed that he should be more worried about the battle in the dream than the impact in reality.

Seeing that the two of them had no more doubts, Schenck led them to another training ground, a special room, and on the way, Schenck seemed to be still pondering the theory of the escape technique of the child, shaking his head from time to time and muttering to himself from time to time...... Zhuo Yong looked at Schenk and felt funny, so he made a joke: "Women, use their unique way of thinking to drive men crazy, what tricks are you using to make a fool of your son?" You see that Schenck is not far from schizophrenia, so I will say that your natural stupidity will definitely be contagious. ”

With a look of disdain, he said: "Don't insult people when you are lame, you are pure natural, is it okay for Lao Tzu to be self-taught?" ”

Zhuo Yong couldn't help laughing and said, "Well, it's quite a disaster." ”

As they spoke, the three of them had already arrived in another room, and Schenck interrupted them: "Yes, it seems that you are all relaxed, but then, you are not in such a good mood." Look, this is the room where you are trained to use your potential," Zhuo Yong looked around, this place was not unfamiliar, because this room was also so white that there was no boundary, so white that people lost their sense of space, and when they were in it again, they could still feel a faint confusion and fear enveloping their hearts.

Schenk made a brief explanation: "This room is called the Dream House, where you can simulate various scenarios, you are here for combat training, different from the previous martial arts and marksmanship training grounds, here you need to simulate actual combat, learn how to use your potential in battle, the strength of the enemy will change according to your strength." I won't be involved in your training this time, it's up to you to figure it out, because I don't want to set boundaries on your potential, you can use your imagination to strengthen yourself. Finally, I have a suggestion, that is, one-on-one actual combat, you don't want to fight two to one, then the effect of training will be greatly reduced. Ah, by the way, there is also an important point to forget, training here will not be life-threatening, so don't worry about dying here, of course, if you are hit by a simulated enemy, it will be as painful as in reality, don't take it lightly. With that, Schenck took a small, flat, round object from his pocket and handed it to the man, and then left the room.

This delicate metallic little thing is actually a controller, which can be understood as something like a remote control. After a few glances at the buttons on it, he knew how to use it, and after he asked Zhuo Yong, the two officially began to practice. With a few clicks on the controller, the white room began to change colors, as if a movie was playing on a white screen, and a simulated scene appeared around it.

After the scene unfolded, Zhuo Yong found that they were in an enclosed building, which was a large space of several hundred square meters, but there was not a single window. LED lights hang on the ceiling of the room, regularly arranged above the passage about five meters wide, and every five to six meters on both sides of the passage there is a square column painted with yellow and black strips, in the middle of which more than 20 private cars are sparsely parked. In this parking lot illuminated by dozens of LED lights, the lights are as bright as day, but the silence is terrifying, invisibly rendering an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, which makes people inexplicably nervous.

Zhuo Yong and Lizi knew that this was the scene of the battle, and the two stood back to back, waiting for the enemies arranged for them by this illusory world to appear. After a long time, two people came out on both sides of the passage, they were uniformly dressed, wearing yellow-based camouflage pants on their lower bodies, and the trousers were tucked into belleville390 (leather boots for the United States), and the upper body was wearing gray hoodies very incongruously, and they all wore hoodies and hats that made people unable to see their faces clearly, which also made the already eerie atmosphere more mysterious.

The two stood on both sides of the passage and looked at Zhuo Yong and Zhuo Zi respectively, and suddenly the opponent on Zhuo Yong's side acted first, he stretched out his right hand and slowly pulled out a dagger from his waist, Zhuo Yong saw it in his eyes, he held a pistol in his right hand and appeared in the palm, Zhuo Yong raised the gun to aim at the opponent, but did not shoot. The other party did not panic when he saw Zhuo Yong's reaction, he slowly lowered his body and leaned forward. At this time, Zhuo Yong felt bad, because the other party was clearly a preparation posture before the sprint. Without saying a word, Zhuo Yong's gun rang out, but at the same time, the opponent also moved, he flashed the bullet at an astonishing speed and rushed to Zhuo Yong's face, a backhand, dagger from left to right horizontal slash towards Zhuo Yong's neck. All this came too fast, you must know that the distance between the two sides is at least twenty or thirty meters, but this series of actions, the other party only completed it in a few seconds, which made Zhuo Yong shocked. He subconsciously leaned back, avoiding the opponent's dagger, and then he wanted to raise the gun to attack, but the action was too slow, the opponent slashed the air, and did not pause, he stretched out his left hand to hold Zhuo Yong's hand holding the gun and pulled it outward, and randomly kicked his right foot to Zhuo Yong's waist and abdomen. Zhuo Yong, who is a high school student, has never seen this posture, if he hadn't even been able to dodge the first dagger attack half a month ago, but after recent training, Zhuo Yong is no longer a powerless student. He raised his right leg to block the opponent's menacing kick from right to left, and after blocking the attack, Zhuo Yong landed with his right foot, and then stepped straight to kick the opponent's door. The other party is not an idle person, seeing the situation, he came to two backflips, dodged Zhuo Yong's attack, and then stood still. This quick switch between attack and defense was just a matter of moments, and it was so dazzling that it was not even possible to see the movements of the two of them.

Taking advantage of the gap in the confrontation between the two sides, Zhuo Yong found that after seeing him holding a gun, the other party quickly approached and had been taking melee attacks, so the gun was useless at all, so Zhuo Yong replaced the gun in his hand with a dagger, holding one in each hand, and decided to have a hand-to-hand duel with the other party. The opponent slowed down for a moment, and then began the second round of attack, and the two fought faster and faster, entangled together. After a few minutes, Zhuo Yong gradually showed fatigue, you must know that at this attack speed, a few seconds is enough to do more than a dozen offensive and defensive conversions, which is what ordinary people can bear. Zhuo Yong's offensive and defensive speed slowly slowed down, but the opponent was still full of energy at this time, he began to gradually gain the upper hand, attacking wave after wave, and on the other hand, Zhuo Yong, at this time, he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back. Soon the opponent's attack began to succeed frequently, Zhuo Yong's arms, chest, and back were scratched by the dagger in many places, and the worst thing was that the stomach was also stabbed by the dagger, he could no longer parry the opponent's attack, at this time the opponent's dagger pierced from the oblique stab, Zhuo Yong could dodge, but the opponent then turned around and kicked a roundabout kick, Zhuo Yong was unable to return to the sky, and was directly kicked out of the flight several meters away.

Lying on the ground, Zhuo Yong was exhausted and panting heavily. The other party also found that Zhuo Yong no longer had the strength to fight back, so he walked over slowly, and as soon as the dagger in his hand turned into a pistol, he raised his gun to aim and was about to shoot. Zhuo Yong reluctantly raised his arm and spread his five fingers to get the other party not to shoot, but how could this virtual opponent be at his mercy, and the other party pulled the trigger without hesitation. At this critical moment, something unexpected happened, only to hear the sound of "grunt", and an invisible shield seemed to appear in front of Zhuo Yong's palm, sending the bullets fired by the other party flying. Both sides were stunned, and Zhuo Yong immediately reacted, could this be the invisible protection that Schenck had used before? He seemed to have found the trick, and a smile reluctantly appeared on his lips. After the opponent was stunned for a moment, he did not pause, and fired several shots in succession, but they were all bounced away.

Zhuo Yong, who had mastered the shield, seemed to see the dawn of victory, and he slowly got up from the ground, stood up straight, and looked at his opponent with a frown. And the other party did not stop during this period, the pistol was not good, and then turned the gun into a knife and started a melee attack, but whether it was punching, kicking or even a dagger stabbing directly, it was blocked by Zhuo Yong's invisible shield. At this time, Zhuo Yong seemed to be possessed by a god, and slowly walked towards his opponent step by step. Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the other party panicked and didn't know what to do, Zhuo Yong grabbed the gap and kicked a high leg. Of course, Zhuo Yong is not unscrupulous, this blow is just his false move, when the leg has not reached the opponent's approach, Zhuo Yong bent his knee, retracted his leg, and then quickly stabbed out the dagger, the other party did not hit, he opened the stabbed knife with both hands, but how would he have thought that this move was also Zhuo Yong's false move. Zhuo Yong held the dagger in his other hand and stabbed it out again. This time, the other party was powerless to return to the sky, so he had to lean back to dodge, and then kicked out with the strength of leaning back, directly kicking Zhuo Yong's hand high. Zhuo Yong would let him go easily, only to see him hold the dagger backwards, the tip of the knife aimed downward at the opponent's heart, and suddenly the dagger instantly became longer and became a long sword, the opponent was caught off guard, and this time it directly pierced the enemy's heart and penetrated his body. The virtual opponent stared at Zhuo Yong with wide eyes, and after a pause for a moment, he collapsed to the ground and did not make any more movements.

Seeing that the battle was over, Zhuo Yong also sat on the ground with relief, and there was no longer half a point of strength in his body. At this time, Zhuo Yong was panting like a bull, and the place where his abdomen was pierced by the dagger also began to hurt, but he didn't care about his injury, and turned his head to look at the Picker for the first time, because he was eager to know how the battle was going on the Picker's side.

Looking at the past, Zhuo Yong immediately relieved his heart, because he saw that although the clothes on the body of the man had some stains left by the attack, fortunately, there were no fatal injuries. At this time, the battle is still going on, but it can be seen that the whims have occupied the absolute top, and at this time it is not so much that he is fighting, but that he is entertaining. Because he can also use the potential of the invisible shield, he is not as embarrassed as Zhuo Yong, and he still needs to dodge the opponent's attacks in battle, he just stands there and fights against the opponent, completely ignoring any attacks from the opponent. After a short time, he pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger, which shocked the other man, and he barely dodged the bullet, and then rushed at the pickle with all his strength. Seeing this situation, he was still as steady as Mount Tai, and at this time he didn't have any intention of defending, just looking at the other party coldly. Zhuo Yong was anxious, and wanted to give a warning, but what happened next made Zhuo Yong dumbfounded, and the bullet that flew from nowhere directly hit the simulated opponent who rushed towards the man, the bullet entered the back of his head, shot out of the forehead, and killed with one shot.

He proudly raised the muzzle of the gun to his mouth and blew. Then he turned back to look for Zhuo Yong's figure, and saw that Zhuo Yong's body was covered with blood, and he immediately ran to his side to check the injury. Zhuo Yong looked up at the mantra: "Your sister, Lao Tzu almost hung up here, but you were playing there with relish." ”

He didn't think so, he said: "This is a simulated scene, and you can't die, I'm afraid of a ball." ”

Zhuo Yong clutched his stomach and said, "Grandma's can't die, but the pain is real, why don't you come over and I'll stab you and let you try it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the pinch jumped out of the distance, pointed at Zhuo Yong and yelled: "Dead lame, I warn you not to come to Smecta, you and I will go home!" ”

At the end of the battle, the simulated scene slowly faded and returned to the white and dazzling room. At this time, Zhuo Yong's pain disappeared, and he got up to check his body, and found that the previous knife wounds and blood stains were no longer there. He secretly sighed in his heart, the simulation of this scene can be confused with reality. At this time, an ethereal voice sounded in the room: "Level 5 difficulty challenge successful!" Zhuo Yong and Lizi looked at each other, both showed relieved smiles, and then high-fived each other.

After a short break, the two began to exchange experience in this simulated actual combat, and Zhuo Zi first asked Zhuo Yong's battle experience, and the latter described the process to Zhuo Yong in 1510, and after listening to Zhuo Yong's description, Zhuo Zi spoke: "You kid is so faced, you are beaten into that virtue, you are really a master of art and bold, and your legs are short and timid......"

Zhuo Yong glanced at his son and scolded; "Roll the edges. What's going on over there? ”

The boy began to describe his battle: "At the beginning of my side, the other party took out a pistol, and shot without saying a word, and when I thought about it, didn't Schenk say that he couldn't die here, so he simply didn't dodge, and directly conjured a shield, but I didn't expect it to succeed." Then the virtual opponent began to attack in close quarters, at first my shield can also be absolutely defensive, but then it didn't work, he can attack me, I also hit a few moves, then I remembered that Schenck had said, the same kind of shield can not be used for a long time, otherwise it will definitely be broken by the other party, so then I opened the distance and fought a shootout, during the shootout I also tried to change the trajectory, and it was successful, and then started melee again, I changed a shield, successfully avoided most of his attacks, and finally saw that he was physically exhausted, So he shot and killed him, changing the trajectory. ”

The narration of the boy was an understatement, but Zhuo Yong still sweated for him after hearing it, he didn't expect this kid to be so bold and dare to block the bullet directly. But what made Zhuo Yong more concerned was that he could also control the trajectory of the bullet, so he asked. He was not stingy, he said: "Actually, it's not difficult, as long as you concentrate on imagining, you can do these incredible things, the important thing is the idea, eh, in other words, the potential in Schenk's mouth, use the potential to control, I think you also have an idea when you use the shield." ”

Zhuo Yong thought about it carefully after hearing this, and muttered to himself: "At that time, I just thought, I hope that the bullet will not hit me, since it is a dream, I will definitely be able to block it, and then the shield will appear." ”

The bullet nodded: "Well, that's it, the bullet is the same, you think at the moment of shooting, this bullet will be as long as the kinetic energy exists, then it will definitely hit the opponent's head, then the bullet is like being given life, even if it is dodged by the opponent, it will change direction and continue to attack, until it is blocked or has no kinetic energy, so it can fly according to your wishes, unless the enemy anticipates your actions and builds a shield behind him, otherwise he will definitely be hit." ”

After discussion, the two came to the conclusion that these unbelievable potential powers are actually very simple in dreams, and they can be realized just by relying on ideas and imagination, just like framing dreams, but in the rapid transition of attack and defense, their own thoughts must give instructions faster, so that they can easily use the power of potential. But the most difficult thing is that you have to take into account and defend against the enemy's counterattack at any time. As can be seen from the battle just now, these thoughts and thoughts must be completed in a very short time, even faster than lightning, so that the battle of potential is extremely difficult, and if you want to be handy, there is no shortcut, and you must practice diligently to achieve it.

In the following month, Lianzi and Zhuo Yong conducted simulated combat training in this dream house every day, and their progress was also rapid, and now they can challenge opponents with a difficulty level of 27. And Schenck didn't bother them during this time, only occasionally came here to watch the two of them practice. When he saw the growth speed of the two brothers, he was also amazed, he didn't expect that in just one month, they could already challenge the difficulty of level 27, although the full level was level 39, but they could defeat level 27 opponents, and they could also be alone in the dream world. Schenck silently smiled inwardly and gave a thumbs up to the two young men who were still in high school.

This night, Schenck came to the dream house early in the morning, and waited quietly on the side, and when Zhuo Yong and Zizi recovered from the end of the simulated combat training, Schenck clapped his hands and walked up to them and said: "You two have performed well, you can successfully challenge the 30 level difficulty in a month, it is really impressive, I think you two will definitely have a big achievement in the future." Okay, let's not talk too much, I came today to have good news to tell you, I have already shown the video of your training to my superiors for review a few days ago, and today my superiors approve that you two can follow me to officially start the mission. Take it, these two sets are the two of you Dream Bearer's battle robes - the white holy clothes, and these two daggers, which are also the standard equipment of the Dream Bearer when performing tasks - the Holy Blade. Although the dagger is only 30 centimeters, it is an indispensable tool in the mission. It has two functions, the first is that this dagger can release a powerful electric current, which will interfere with the enemy's brain waves after piercing the enemy's body, so that he can be prevented from continuing to use his potential through the brain, and the second function is that a controller will pop up at the lower end of the dagger grip, this controller can erase the memories of others, and it can also eliminate the enemy's developed potential, it is very simple to use, you will understand it when you study it. Okay, that's all, let's gather in the headquarters lobby tomorrow night, and I'll take the two of you to officially start the mission. Schenck said as he handed the two their clothes and daggers, then threw down the two of them, who were still surprised and dazed, and turned to leave.

The boy couldn't wait to play with the dagger, "Yes, it's not in vain after working hard for so long, and I also gave a set of clothes and a dagger, which is better than giving a fart." ”

Zhuo Yong replied, "What fart?" ”

The boy said: "I don't know what a fart is when I live so big?" Come on, you lower your head and I'll turn into a fart and show you. ”

Zhuo Yong pushed the bag away, and both brothers laughed. After the laughter, he continued: "But then again, even if you give me a fart, as long as you can go out quickly to perform the task, Lao Tzu can go to the dream to see what the answer to the most important exam in life is, and then Lao Tzu will pinch his waist with his left hand, and his right hand will dance to the sky and say to his brothers, come on, brother will take you to pretend to take you to fly!" ”

Zhuo Yong rolled his eyes and sighed, "You guy is already in the advanced stage of madness, in your words, stay away from me, Smecta, you and I will go home separately......"

He turned his head to stare at Zhuo Yong, and said with an unconvinced expression: "Hey, what's wrong with the madman, the madman can come up with such a good plan, and the madman can be a dream obsessive, can you?" Tell you, don't take the crazy major of Lanxiang Vocational and Technical School in your eyes, I'm a top student. ”

Zhuo Yong was really helpless, quickly picked up his clothes and dagger, shouted Ming'er to see him, and then left as if he had fled, leaving only the unfinished hand, standing in place.