Daydream Hotel - [Reality].

"Ah!!h

"What is the "family" doing?!"

"My brain!!"

After a short pause, chaos begins.

Whether it is reality or dreams, there are people who are constantly recalling the scene just now.

The glossy landscape, enveloped in a cloud of obscuring darkness, shrouded in brilliant neon lights, replaced by nightmarish scenes and immersive horrors.

Since the invention of the electric light, this "artificial sun" has replaced the position of the moon at night, dispelling the primordial fear of darkness that comes from deep in people's hearts countless times.

But at that moment, everyone seemed to have returned to the cave time when Ru Mao drank blood, and the instinct for the concept of darkness and death in the body once again occupied the emotional high ground.

In just a short moment, there were no less than hundreds of thousands of people who woke up from the family's dream pool.

They scream, they are afraid, they are involuntary, they scratch their ears and cheeks!

Hundreds of thousands, if not more, of people are in a line of heartbeats at this moment, reflecting the same light, and that is............

Fear of death.

No matter how sweet Su Leda is, they can't forget the picture in their minds just now, which is the "truth" buried in their hearts that can't be covered up by syrupism.

Yes, dreaming, it really kills.

This fear is like a powerful hormone, causing a crack in this family-built dream collection called "Twelve Hours".

At this moment, I don't know how many people wandered between reality and dreams, escaped the shackles of dreams, and were able to escape back to reality.

And the "family" executive, who is still in a dream at the moment, is still in a short cooling-off period.

On Sunday, the leader of this "family" at this stage on the surface, the huge turmoil just now, did not crush it, and it is difficult to find a trace of panic on his face.

"Yes, I know, I'll take care of it, it won't affect the holding of the "Harmonic Festival", well......"

"I promise."

Sunday remained motionless, while the metallic divine ring behind him flowed with a faint divine brilliance, like a colorful movement.

He calmly and majestically looked into the distance, where the people who had been in the confusion from what they had just seen were marching through the streets, but soon the people of the Hound family came out and suppressed them.

In the Iris family, characters who are good at regulating "emotions" can soothe people with mood swings with just a few words, like a musician caressing his restless strings.

His methodical tasks and instructions allow the person in charge of dream management to adjust the sense of time flow in the dream, so that people's emotions slow down with the passage of time, so as to achieve the effect of gradual forgetting.

In the realm of reality, the dream doctor, who is in charge of dream counseling in the family, urgently dispenses drugs and provides psychological counseling and treatment for patients, almost in the shortest possible time, to minimize the damage.

However, no matter how good the family's response is, it can't stop a considerable number of people, and they have a deep-rooted understanding of the concept that "the family hides the truth from tourists".

Moreover, many high-ranking guests, even family members, could not be allowed to cooperate at will, let alone let them take tranquilizing drugs.

It is hard to imagine how much this two-way collapse of reality and dreams will have an impact on the credibility of the "family" in the galaxy.

Just as the ceremony was approaching, the moment when everyone's happiness index for Pinocone was at its highest, there was a great upheaval comparable to the famous crash of finance, "Black Thursday".

Now, whether the initiator is the so-called Remembrance or not, the family must give everyone a reasonable explanation.

In the face of such a great crisis, Sunday was indifferent, just quietly looking into the distance, in the sky in the middle of the city, the huge clock symbolizing the spirit of Pinoconi, whispering softly.

"Whoever you are, the murderer's schemes will be eclipsed by His light......"

On Sunday, his golden eyes looked straight at the sky, as if he were talking to an invisible and untouchable "god", and like a Christian reciting the Bible under the glazed windows of a church.

"If he does not turn back, then his sword will be sharpened, and the bow will be wound, and the poison inflicted by the wicked man will come upon him."

"Then the ungodly stranger will know that he is only a "mortal" and will fall into the grave.........

“…… And I, as His spearhead, personally annunciate good tidings for you, the watchmaker. ”

……………

Returning to the edge of the city, Yao Luo did not have much joy and smugness after understating this "crisis of confidence" that was enough to subvert the galaxy.

Because, in the past, I didn't have to modify and adjust people's memories on such a large scale, and I was completely relying on and challenging my own moral bottom line.

If he wanted to, wherever he went, any life form with a spiritual power lower than him, even the data "source code" contained in the intelligent machine life body, he could change and erase it, it was just something he was willing to do.

Even triggering a "memory" crisis does not seem impossible.

But now, he just made a small sharing of what he saw and heard in his deep dreams with most people, first, he did not provoke people's malice towards the family, and second, he did not add his own private goods to it, but just explained it truthfully.

Yaoluo believes that this can be regarded as a concession.

After all, every "death experience" in the dream just now was an event that he had personally experienced, which was enough to prove how dangerous the family's deep dreams were.

As for whether this ceremony can be held, it is not within his consideration.

Big deal, he can only say sorry to March 7, who is looking forward to this concert.

"Okay, there shouldn't be anything stopping me from getting in touch with my fellow trainset, right?"

In the observation just now, he also found the spiritual fluctuations of the star, and as long as the next moment, he could appear beside the star.

"Hey, who is this little girl next to her?"

In Yaoluo's eyes, the scene around the stars was reflected, on the bustling street, the two girls walked side by side, like fireflies chasing the lights, the experience just now did not make the two brave dreamers withdraw from the dream, but connected them more closely.

And looking at the direction they are walking, it is the edge of the city where Yaoluo is now, even if Yaoluo doesn't plan to teleport, it won't be long before they will come here.

"Then I'd better wait here for them."

However, just as Yao Luo was about to close his eyes a little and wait for the arrival of the star.

"Poof."

Abrupt, weird.

A metal-shaped blade pierced through Yao Luo's chest without warning.

Yao Luo's eyes widened, and a smear of blood spat out of his mouth, it stands to reason that this level of injury should not be much worse than a mosquito bite, let alone hurting him, before it .........

The world turned into empty black and white in an instant, and as the blade passed through, whether it was physical or spiritual, time or space, it was in front of this knife.

Pointless.

Empty, empty, ethereal.

Everything that exists and what doesn't exist passes through Yao Luo's mind, Yao Luo, who has just returned his power to the "infinite space", Yao Luo, who only has half of the "memory" authority at the moment, only feels that something is slowly disappearing from the body, no, and spirit.

In the boundless world of fading, only the blood stains on his chest took on a vivid and charming red color on the blade.

The colors are so beautiful that people can't think about anything else.

"Ling......... Who is it? ”

With great effort, Yao Luo seemed to feel who was attacking behind him, and he was able to dodge his mental power scan, come to his side, and stab this knife.

The vision became blurred, and at this moment, in Yaoluo's mind, the sound of harmonic music that once resounded throughout the universe in his dreams, and the ode from the "harmonic" Xipei, became louder and louder in the sky, as if it was about to shatter the sky.

Finally, before everything was reduced to nothingness, Yao Luo heard a voice from the soul ringing in his ears.

[Now you are not ready to fight against "▇▇", so .........]

[Please, go to sleep again......]

Before his consciousness fell silent, Yao Luo heard many voices, including a harmonious carol, the click of a clock, the murmur of a woman, and .........

A ...... that is very much like one's own Sneer.

(End of chapter)