Doomsday Wonderland

You clearly know that you are asleep, but you are still conscious. You sat up from your body and gently bent your thumb on your arm. It didn't hurt at all. You looked around and began to lose track of the difference between dreams and reality.

...Now, Lin Sanjiu is in such a situation.

She raised her hand and touched it. Her face was empty, and the lip-shaped water bag was missing.

Thick gray fog rolled over in waves, filling the sky and earth. She squinted her eyes - or rather, she thought she was squinting - and looked around, vaguely feeling that everything was empty, as if she was alone.

She had just stood up and taken two steps when a soft female voice suddenly sounded, almost startling her.

"Please sit down, your dream script is being generated now."

Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, then sat back as he was told. She sat alone in the thick fog, waiting slightly nervously for a while, and finally heard the female voice speak again: "Thank you for your cooperation. Your dream script has been generated. The following is an introduction to the dream script."

With her plain opening remarks, the fog gradually dissipated; the high sky showed a pure dark blue, and the orange-red sunlight of the evening floated in the air, carrying a hint of the dry smell of autumn leaves.

Lin Sanjiu looked down and found that her hands were on the steering wheel - she was sitting in a Volkswagen, with smooth streets, green trees, and low houses, all visible from the windows on both sides. Stay and retreat slowly.

As soon as she realized that she was driving, she couldn't help being startled and almost hit the curb with her foot on the accelerator. When she stopped the car, the soft female voice said: "Your self-driving trip has spanned half of the country. Today you After a day of driving, you are very tired. In the evening, you drive into this small town called Peanut Town, looking for a place to stay. The temperature today is 51 degrees Fahrenheit, and the population of the town is 799."

This is really a small town, Lin Sanjiu thought to herself. Logically speaking, in a dream, these 7 would never be included. Strangely enough, as soon as the female voice finished speaking, she felt a sudden chill, and reached out to turn on the heater and seat heater.

She held her breath and waited for a while, but the female voice never sounded again.

"Is this the end of the introduction?" Lin Sanjiu restarted the car and got on the road again with some doubts.

According to the introduction, she should find a place to rest now. However, she poked her head out and looked around. All the small shops on the roadside had turned off their lights and closed early. She drove for more than ten minutes, but she didn't see a hotel.

She walked around a residential area, rolled down her car window, and called out to a woman walking her dog, "Hello!"

The woman turned around, her frizzy blond hair draped over her shoulders. It looked like she hadn't dyed the roots of her hair for a long time. She looked tired, and she didn't know if it was because she was dragged all the way by the pit bull. Her eyes were swollen and her expression was kind: "Hello."

"I'm looking for a hotel to stay in. Can you give me some directions?"

"We don't have a hotel here." The woman shook her head and suppressed a yawn. "No one comes to our town. Old Borg used to have one, but it's closed now."

Si Ba'an said that each person has a script, and each script has a story; Lin Sanjiu did not expect that her story would reach a dead end so early - "I can't sleep in the car." She said with a wry smile.

The kind but tired woman seemed to understand her situation, nodded sympathetically, and turned away.

"Ignore me?" Lin Sanjiu was stunned, but was too embarrassed to stop her again - even if this was just a dream, the other person was not a real person; however, she still had a habit deep in her bones and was unwilling to do it again and again. Trouble others. Besides, it's not a matter of life or death.

"Please note that the people who appear in your dream script are not necessarily false." The female voice spoke suddenly, like a ghost staring at her brain: "In this copy, the participants' dream scripts Will be connected randomly."

In other words, is it possible for her to bump into other evolvers in her dream?

While thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu walked around Peanut Town again, and sure enough, there wasn't even a b\u0026amp;amp;b.

"Hello," she suspected that the woman's words were a reminder, so she called out to a man holding a shopping paper bag, "Where is old Berg's house?"

She also knew that as a stranger, she looked a bit suspicious when she rashly asked for the address of the townspeople; however, the man barely hesitated and immediately answered: "Turn right from the front and go straight to the third house. "

As she left, the man smiled kindly at her.

Following the instructions, Lin Sanjiu quickly found Old Borg's house. While she was hesitating, she went up and knocked on the door; after a few knocks, an old man with a red face and gray hair answered the door, and it turned out to be Old Boge.

"Sorry, my hotel has closed a long time ago," he smiled dryly after hearing Lin Sanjiu's explanation: "Goodbye."

With a "cang" sound, the door panel closed heavily and almost hit her nose.

"After all, this is a dream, not a game." Teacher Yi suddenly said, "Maybe if there is no warning, please give me a hint."

"It makes sense." Lin Sanjiu opened the car door and got in. "Sba'an also told me that the key to survival is to guess the direction of the plot, and then you can arrange a story ending that is beneficial to you based on the plot. Without prompts, You really need to think about what to do next. Let’s spend tonight in the car.”

As soon as she sat in, the radio suddenly rang.

"...The cold wave that has been warned for two days has finally arrived today," the host said buzzingly. "It is expected that the temperature will plummet to below zero tonight. Please be prepared for the cold..."

"What bad luck."

Lin Sanjiu sighed - it seemed that there was a faint glow on the horizon just now, but in the blink of an eye it turned completely dark, as if the power was out, which caught people off guard. Every household had lights on, and the dim orange light did not illuminate the deathly darkness outside; the street lamps stood dimly on the roadside, forming silent black shadows. As soon as it got dark, there was no one on the road, and the electronic watch in the car just pointed to half past six.

Even though the heater was on in the car, because the window had to be opened a crack, the temperature suddenly became bone-chilling, so cold that even the Evolver shivered. She dug out some thick clothes and put them on, put on a hat, and added a pair of winter socks; in terms of taking care of her daily needs, probably no one could compare with the gift bag.

"He hasn't contacted me yet," Lin Sanjiu looked at her hands [Hello? Sister] card, sighing in vain. "Is it because the battle situation with the data body is unfavorable?"

"It may also be intentional." Teacher Yi said coldly, "I deliberately stopped contacting you, deliberately made you worry, and lured you back. From now on, you will never come out again."

"W-why do you think so?"

"That's not what I think," her tone was still unusually cold. In this dream, everything had a real sense of oppression, which always made Lin Sanjiu feel faintly uneasy: "I am your subconscious, it is you who think this way."

In dreams, the subconscious seems to become clearer and more explicit.

This feeling - it's like pressing your finger on the tip of a knife. The subconscious mind is the subconscious mind for a reason.

She stared blankly at the street lights one after another outside the car, and for a moment she didn't know what to say or what to think. In the dark night outside, bursts of piercing cold wind howled; she didn't know how long she had been sitting like this, until the sound of the "ding bell" stirred her back to her senses - and then she realized , I was confused in my dream just now.

The crisp ringing came from a house on the roadside; when it first rang, the whole street was immersed in the sound of various ringings one after another. Lin Sanjiu glanced at the electronic watch, and the time jumped to 9:00.

After a while, the doors of the house opened one after another. In the light that leaked out, hurried figures stepped out of the house one after another.

"Listener friends," the cash register opened automatically again, and the anchor's brisk voice sounded: "It's nine o'clock, everyone is still awake, right? You haven't gone to bed, right? Today is the first day of the implementation of the new law, don't forget to do what you should do What! If you see your neighbor not going out—hahaha, bye everyone, it’s time for me to go to the town hall.”

As if he thought he had told a hilarious joke, he turned off the radio with laughter.

While Lin Sanjiu was puzzled, cars on the street turned on their lights one after another, spewing out bursts of gray exhaust fumes in the cold night. The streets suddenly became lively, and it seemed that everyone was out. You could often see a family crowded in a car; the houses suddenly became dark, and as people left, it seemed that they suddenly turned into a dead city. .

She hurriedly drove the car to follow him, but just a few minutes after driving, the car suddenly started to tremble; she slapped the steering wheel hard, and her eyes fell on the oil dial, and the car stopped at the same time.

The needle is stuck to the side - the car is out of gas.

"The ability to write books without coincidence, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net, will it only bring me bad luck?" Lin Sanjiu pushed open the car door and rushed out, complaining to Teacher Yi in his heart, and followed the traffic in front of him. She got up; but she had only taken two steps, and her heart suddenly pounded.

She was in a dream at this time, and physical enhancements and growth-type ability evolutions seemed to be erratic - sometimes one step was very powerful, and another step was weak. She stumbled and ran for a while, and felt a burning pain in her chest. .

The traffic in front of her left her far behind in just a few seconds. Lin Sanjiu had no choice but to rush to a car on the side of the road that had not yet driven away, knocked on the window hard, and asked in a loud voice: "Sorry! Can you open the window and tell me where the town hall is?"

There was a middle-aged man in the driver's seat, a woman who must be his wife was also sitting in the car, and two children in the back seat were looking up. The man looked at her without opening the window. Lin Sanjiu repeated it again. He seemed to understand vaguely, but he still didn't open the window. He just smiled at her apologetically and kindly, held his shoulders with his hands and shook a few times, making a "cold" look.

"I know it's cold, but-"

Before Lin Sanjiu could finish her sentence, the engine suddenly roared; the car suddenly rushed forward, and she hurriedly jumped back to prevent the car from brushing against her. She raised her head and watched the Citroën speed away in the cold night. She turned right onto the road ahead and finally disappeared.

A soft female voice sounded close to her head: "We are about to be connected to the second Evolver's dream script, please be prepared."