Once I figured it out, it was like a matter of course, and the new round of simulation was staged again.

This time, Patel and I stepped into the imaginary space of the simulation, and immediately rows of dazzling incandescent lights lit up, illuminating the eyes of the people.

All around us, people of all colors in fancy dress passed us in neat formations, marching in a neat little square stride, and the march seemed to be endless, they seemed to be unaware of our existence, like a zombie with a disgraced heart, and its straight and straight posture forced me and Patel to dodge left and right, but we still encountered frequent collisions, which made us very embarrassed.

Immediately afterward, piles of small ghosts resembling Fanny spread lightly again, and they wandered slowly around in the cracks of the queue, as if bloodthirsty giant mosquitoes were everywhere.

But thankfully, these little ghosts, which are only a tenth the size of a hand, did not approach me as brazenly as they did last time, but hovered over my edge.

I couldn't believe my eyes, what the hell was going on? Suddenly, I woke to the fact that perhaps it was because I was holding the arm of the dream's master, Patel, that they did not dare to move.

So, naturally, I pulled Patel's arm tighter. After a long period of physical and mental torture, the swarm

"Zombies

The team had just gone away, and the unpopular little ghosts had followed the group away, leaving only a handful of lonely little ghosts still wandering aimlessly. At this moment, the dramatic scene played out again------ a row of towering iron fences stood in front of it, and poor Fanny leaned on the edge of the fence to hide her face and weep, looking so pitiful. The closer I got, the more she cried, and the only difference this time was that I heard her crying very clearly, but I knew very well that it was not a real scene, but a fictitious trick. So I turned my head away from her, deliberately ignoring her, and instead pressed forward with determination as if no one was around. Sure enough, just as I was about to encounter the collision of the iron fence, all the barriers in front of me suddenly disappeared, and the conspiracy to entangle me for no reason was defeated. After winning the first battle, I was in a good mood and my pace was more tenacious and confident. Now, in front of me and Patel, all void barriers had vanished, and only a flat and wide avenue stretched into the distance. As we walked along the road, while I was still at ease, Patel ran out like a wild horse. I watched closely, and only then did I see the faint shadow of his wife and children in the distance. So, I had to chase after it.