"The subway is about to stop at the station, please wait in line, get off first and then get on ······"

Because it happened to be off work time, the flow of people was relatively large, and the staff of the subway were holding a megaphone to guide the flow of people and maintain the order of the subway.

Here it is?!

He jerked his head to look at the subway sign.

The subway sign shows that this stop is "Hongwan Town" and the next stop is "Xinghe Square".

This was the subway route he used to commute to and from work in his previous life, and almost every day he would squeeze on the most congested subway in the city with these crowds of people like ants.

He hurriedly opened his phone, clicked on the built-in camera, and saw the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar self that appeared on the phone screen.

He looks like he is in his thirties, but he looks very old, his brows are furrowed tightly, he squeezes out a deep furrow on his forehead, his hairline is slightly anxious, he is just in his early thirties, and he looks like he is over thirty-five.

Seeing this familiar appearance, memories of himself suddenly flooded into Meng Xuan's heart.

At this time, he has been married for two years, the child has just been born, in order to earn more money to subsidize the family, to give the child a better growth environment, he has to work harder, but because of limited ability, the work is not smooth, perennial sad labor, depressed, the original thick hair has fallen out a lot for a while.

"I ······"

He looked at his hands, and his breathing suddenly became a little short.

He is completely like an ordinary person, he can't feel any strength from his body, and even because he is too tired from work, his body is weaker than ordinary people.

He has always had a strong physique and great strength, but he lost everything at once, and he gave birth to an extremely terrifying sense of disparity.

Syllable!!

He slapped himself hard, and the pain hit him so hard that a red and swollen slap mark appeared on his face.

The passengers around him stopped and looked at him in amazement, as if they were looking at a fool.

The pain was so real, but I didn't wake up.

A sense of strangeness and fear welled up in his heart.

I'm in a dream.

Or is the world over there simply a dream that I don't want to wake up from because my work and life are not going well?

What is true and what is false?

A sense of absurdity rose in Meng Xuan's heart, and for the first time, he had doubts about the reality of the world.

Sou!!

There was a loud noise, and the subway came from the dark tunnel and slowly stopped.

Tick Tick!!

The glass security door opened after a rhythmic beep.

"The subway stops! Please go down and go up! Maintain order, don't push, beware of stampedes······"

The voice of the subway staff reached Meng Xuan's ears.

Whoa!!

A series of footsteps sounded, and the crowded crowd scrambled for me, for fear that they would take a step slower and squeeze into the subway.

It's time to go home······

My wife and children are still waiting at home to eat by themselves······

After eating, there is still work to be done, what are you thinking about here······

In the midst of doubt, Meng Xuan's mind suddenly became a little dazed, he shook his head violently, and his previous memories seemed to begin to become a little blurry.

He touched the red marks on his face, and there was some doubt in his eyes, why did he hit himself?

He quickly squeezed into the crowd, and a woman slammed past him, squeezing him and the passengers around him to the point of nearly falling, prompting a flurry of shouting and expelling insults.

Meng Xuan stopped abruptly.

He saw that the T-shirt the woman was wearing had a large gold pattern on the back.

This pattern seems to be made of two overlapping eyes, one horizontal and one vertical, and the inside of the pattern is so complex that it makes people look a little dizzy at first glance.

Nelson's Eye······

Meng Xuan froze in place, stunned for a moment, the woman had disappeared into the crowd.

Tick Tick!!

The doors of the subway slowly closed.

Is this the most realistic fantasy that Melinsell is talking about?

Almost lost in the dream, my conscious mind was led away by the scenes and identities shaped by my subconscious according to my memory······

Meng Xuan was sure that if he got on the subway, he would definitely gradually forget his original identity as he got closer and closer to home, so as he accepted the identity in the dream arranged by his subconscious.

Even if this identity is so real in his memory, what is fake is fake.

He remembered what Melinsell had said,

In dreams, don't lose yourself and become aware of your presence right away.

If it weren't for the symbol of Nelson's Eye, he probably wouldn't have been aware of the existence of "himself".

He couldn't help but wonder a little.

Who is the woman wearing the symbol of Nelson's Eye?

Outside.

"Nothing wrong, right? Although it is only the first consciousness level, there is no risk of getting lost, but I am not sure that there will be no accidents. After all, it was his first time in contact with the dream method, and if he couldn't perceive his own existence, then he would probably not feel anything unusual when he was besieged by a hostile subconscious, let alone a mindful silence. ”

Ethioqi looked at Meng Xuan, who was breathing evenly with his eyes closed, and said with a frown.

"It doesn't matter, I feel his changes all the time, besides, I just used a little means to activate the 'guiding spirit' in his subconscious, he should have received a hint now, with his qualifications and temperament, it should not be difficult to get rid of the influence of the subconscious."

Melinsel gave Eshiocchi a reassuring look, signaling that nothing would happen to her in the open.

In a dream.

Meng Xuan remembered everything, he looked at everything in this dream that was as different from the real thing, and almost thought that he had entered another unknown realm.

All of this is the closest to the real illusion formed by the subconscious of being one and two sides of him, extracting the memory fragments in his mind.

"Dream ······"

Meng Xuan whispered, he suddenly felt that there were too many secrets hidden in this world.

The line between truth and falsehood is sometimes so blurred.

"What's next?"

Meng Xuan frowned.

Chirping!!

The subway, which had just been in the start-up stage, suddenly stopped suddenly.

Brush!!!

Meng Xuan found that the dense crowd in the subway suddenly stopped, and at the same moment, they suddenly turned their heads, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Meng Xuan's body in unison.

There was no reason in these eyes, only hostility and malice that were too strong to dissolve.

Tick Tick!!

There was a noise on the subway, and all the security doors suddenly opened.

Meng Xuan's hair immediately exploded.

You must know that his current strength is not even as good as that of an ordinary person.

Meng Xuan didn't say a word, turned around and ran.

Rumble!!

Before the security door was fully opened, the pedestrians in the car seemed to have turned into zombies, frantically squeezing into the crack of the door.

There was a series of bones shattering in the subway, presumably from the crowd stomping on each other.

Whoa!!

The crowd that had managed to squeeze through the crack in the door rolled their eyes, let out a strange howl like a husky, and ran towards him on all fours, sticking out their tongues and grinning.

He ran wildly along the subway passage, and everyone along the way had malice in their eyes, and they were on all fours, screaming strange sounds in their throats, and rushed towards Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan ran desperately, and finally ran up to the ground hall of the subway station.

He stopped abruptly.

The hundreds of people in the hall all stopped their movements the moment he appeared, and they all turned their heads to look at Meng Xuan, their eyes full of malice, and the next moment they were on all fours, grinning and sticking out their tongues, and roaring at him with a strange roar in their mouths.

Can't run away······

In less than two seconds, Meng Xuan was knocked down by the dense crowd of arhats.

There was a sharp pain in his neck, face, and every part of his body, as if pieces of flesh were being torn, gnawed, and devoured by the crowd.

The intense pain made Meng Xuan tremble, and the feelings in the dream were almost exactly the same as those in reality, without any deviation at all.

If it was an ordinary dream, he would have woken up long ago under the stimulation of such intense pain, but unfortunately, the illusion created by Melincel completely cut off the body's protective mechanism, and it was impossible for him to leave this dream before his conscious consciousness completely collapsed and was replaced by a crazy and chaotic subconscious, or he actively shouted out the closing words.

Meng Xuan gritted his teeth, could it be that he had to pronounce the closing sentence like this on his first attempt?

How should I mobilize my strength in my dreams?

He's powerless now!

His consciousness shouldn't be so weak, it's just that he hasn't found the trick to wielding this power yet!

That's why he's here!!

Through subconscious pressure, help yourself master the power of your own conscious mind!

He suddenly remembered Melinsell's words again.

"What you believe in will be your power."

Meng Xuan seemed to understand a little.

Believe!

"Let There Be !! Light"

Meng Xuan concentrated his consciousness in the pain, and used his strong and firm will to imagine the scene of the explosion of power.

Airplanes!!!

A series of rays of light shot out of him, creating a powerful shockwave.

Thorn!!

The incarnation of the chaotic subconscious mind that kept gnawing around him was suddenly exploded in the blazing light, turning into a ground of minced meat.

Meng Xuan stood up, his body was full of holes, there was broken flesh everywhere, and even Senbai's bones could be seen.

"Healing."

Meng Xuan whispered, and a holy light suddenly descended from the sky, and a warm and crispy feeling rose from his body, and his body was rapidly recovering.

At the same time, after two outbursts, he felt that his imagination seemed to be a little weaker.

More four-legged monsters with tongues sticking out were coming towards him from all directions.

"I have come to understand and control the extent to which the power of manifest consciousness can be exercised through unwavering belief and imagination, and in the process of exploding this power against the subconscious manifestations that have become hostile under the influence of Melinsell, one can continue to understand and control one's manifest consciousness."

"Melinsel has controlled the ability of this dream subconscious to fight back through illusion to the scope of the initial condensation of the will core, that is to say, as long as I can break through this dream and wake up, my grasp of my own manifest consciousness has at least reached the standard of condensing the core of the will!"

Meng Xuan's eyes lit up, and he completely understood the principle of the dream method.

"So now, look at how far I can destroy this dream cage for the first time!" Take a look at the latest chapter of "Distorted Realm Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.