"Woo......"

With a headache, Feng Xue slowly opened his eyes, looking at the room in front of him that had not changed much, he frowned slightly, and a subtle sense of incongruity immediately came to his heart.

Reaching out to prop himself up from the bed, his eyes swept over the room, everything was so natural, this was an ordinary hotel room, whether it was the LCD TV on the wall or the air conditioner overhead, it seemed so natural.

But there was a feeling that told him that all this should not be like this.

"What's wrong?" Just when Feng Xue frowned and began to think about where the sense of incongruity came from, the pale ghost hand suddenly floated over with a glass of warm water, and handed the water cup over with a look of "just woke up and drank some water".

"Tsk, do you think you can kill me again? Wait a minute! Groove !!!! ”

Feng Xue, who took the water cup by hand, suddenly froze for a moment, and then turned into a strong consternation, he looked at the ghost hand with a look full of anticipation, and casually put the water cup on the table, the appearance of the ghost hand seemed to shatter the suspicion covering his head, making his thoughts suddenly clear.

Feng Xue didn't talk nonsense, and immediately began to try to activate his power.

However......

"Failed, or rather, I can't feel it at all, no, not only power, but also the rules of advention, and I can't even feel the consumption of [knowledge], compared to strange talk, now I am more like an ordinary person."

Feng Xue clenched her fists hard and threw a punch in front of her, a crisp pop that made him nod slightly.

"Although there is no internal force, all real martial arts based on the structure of the human body can still be used, interesting, is it really a dream power?"

Feng Xue endured a faint headache and walked to the window, at this moment, he suddenly had a feeling that everything before, including strange tales and infinite city, was all a dream, and now he was the real illusion.

But the existence of the ghost hand is like a beacon, telling the truth of all this.

In fact, he didn't bring anything into this world, including the clothes on his body, and it wasn't the Kamen Rider armor that he hid with hermit powers, but a costume similar to the one he had disguised.

As for why the ghost hand can follow up......

Probably because it wanted to kill itself.

"The funny phantom is really the strongest, but it will still succumb to the basic principle of the phantom."

Feng Xue sighed at the omnipotence of the ghost hand, and at the same time secretly congratulated that this ghost hand was only omnipotent in the "process" of the act of "killing the anchor" (in K language, it is "this card is xx time"), otherwise he would not be able to seal it at all.

But now, the presence of the ghost hand has just helped him avoid the biggest pit in this world.

"Self-aware?"

Feng Xue took a deep breath and calmed down her mentality, this dream world was more troublesome than the ability of the Death Thirteen, because its memory shielding was two-way, not only could she not remember what happened in the dream in reality, but even if she entered the dream, she still couldn't remember what she had done in the previous few dreams.

Even, if it weren't for the ghost hand reminder this time, he would have forgotten that he was a weird talker.

So the question is, what are the rules of this strange story?

I woke up from a dream before, and why?

Is it that after dying in this dream, it will roll back?

Or do you reopen an account every time you die in a dream?

Or is it simply similar to an online game that will not affect the operation of the world after death, but will only be reborn directly from the resurrection point next time you enter?

Feng Xue didn't know the details very well, but he did understand one thing, that is, every time he exited the dream abnormally, it would become more dangerous.

This danger may be simply mental pollution, or it may be some kind of substitution, replacement, or simply some kind of triggered weird power.

In fact, his biggest problem at the moment is that he simply doesn't know how to get out.

Although he had been guessing that he had died in a dream and woke up, there was actually no substantial evidence, in other words, if it was just a "fraud" made by this strange story that he couldn't do it directly, then he wanted to quit by suicide, but he might be in the hands of the other party.

"Tsk, that's a problem."

Feng Xue stood up and pushed open the door of the hotel, and the bright light instantly made him feel a little wrong, because ......

"Why does this hotel use LED lights?"

Although LED lamps are indeed the development trend of lamps, in reality, they should still be in the era of incandescent lamps, right?

"Is there a difference in dreams?"

Feng Xue muttered in his heart, and then raised his vigilance, now he is a human with a little more knowledge reserves, and he is not as powerful as he used to be, so he must be as careful as possible in all his actions.

Thinking so in his heart, Feng Xue walked all the way to the street along the stairs of the hotel, and the night scene, which was obviously two grades brighter than before, made him speechless for a moment.

The original neighborhood of the last century has been transformed into a modern night scene with neon flashes, and residential buildings of fifty or sixty meters can be seen everywhere.

"It seems to be a lot more troublesome than I thought."

Even if it's weird, it can't be out of nothing, everything must have its cause and effect, even if it's a dream, with the level of technology at the end of the twentieth century in this world reality, even the mobile phone is still quite a bulky style, but looking at the smart machine in the hands of pedestrians coming and going on the street, you know that this is not a kind of illusion.

Either this strange story directly constructed this dream according to Feng Xue's memory, or all the technology in this dream is real.

Of course, there is a worse possibility, that is, the strange stories of this world also have the ability to cross worlds.

"Considering the game companies of the previous world, it is more likely that the latter is the latter."

Feng Xue was looking for an ATM that seemed to have no problem with a fight in the streets and alleys, while searching for anomalies in this world.

Now, as a human being, he can't even perceive the power of the fire of consciousness and strange talk......

Wait a minute!

Feng Xue suddenly shuddered, and then turned his head to look at the ghost hand on his shoulder, and the lines of words that appeared in his eyes made his originally solemn expression suddenly become perverted.

"Lao Tzu's golden finger can still be used?!"

At this moment, all the original uneasiness was swept away in an instant, because he knew that the moment he realized this, the strange talk of this world was no longer one-sided for him!

Feng Xue excitedly grabbed the ghost hand on his shoulder, kissed it twice, and began to run wildly under the gaze of passers-by.

The crosshairs in his field of vision swept back and forth like an FPS game, trying to find clues, although he couldn't capture the information of the real thing, but as long as there were really traces of strange stories in this world, then his golden finger would definitely be able to find the tail!

(End of chapter)