what happened? "
"I suddenly remembered a dream I just had." Ning San said.
"Did you dream when you were in a coma?"
"Yes, I don't know why, this dream was suddenly remembered by me, as if I had no memory of this dream at all before you turned around." Ning San's expression was very solemn.
When people are dreaming, they often think that the dream is very real and the plot is very bizarre, but after waking up, they only remember a vague segment. This is human nature, but like Ning San, it is completely forgotten and suddenly Remember, it's very rare.
I asked Chongyang, "Are you the same?" Because I just changed his and Ning San's faces almost at the same time.
Chongyang also nodded.
Ning San said, "This will definitely not happen under normal circumstances."
I asked them a little bit narrowly, "Now, do you think you are NPC? Let me talk about what your dream is."
"A very weird scene, in which the three of us are walking by the dark red river. No one speaks, and no other people, just walking on the riverside silently."
I asked Chongyang again, "How about you?"
Chongyang's complexion has returned to calm, "Same."
I pondered for a moment, "Correct the details, and you may be able to find out the problem."
The two shook their heads together, "There are no details, we only know that we are walking by the river."
"and then?"
"Then..." Ning San groaned, "We met the mother Jiao, and we ran into the goddess statue step by step, and then came here, and then Chongyang and I fainted."
"And then?" I felt that this dream seemed to be very complicated one after another, and there was a vague thread connected in my mind.
Chongyang said, "Then we were woken up by you."
"Did you in your dreams awakened by me in your dreams, or did I wake you up now and interrupt your dreams?"
Ning San said: "Our dream was interrupted by you, and now we are discussing NPC matters with you."
"Hi..." I took a breath, "You dreamed of a plot similar to reality."
Chongyang suddenly said, "I have a guess."
"you said."
"Maybe Ning San and I are not NPCs, but the consciousness of Chongyang and Ning San in reality, just like you. In other words, the consciousness of the three of us is in the same dream."
"But..."
Chongyang motioned me to let him finish, "You want to say why lozenges can't affect you, right? Just as the mother of the wet dragon said, things in the virtual world cannot affect things from reality. This sentence should She gave us a hint, but should there be a more accurate statement about this sentence?"
I vaguely realized that Chongyang's thoughts might be complicated, so I listened to Ning San together.
"If we count the real world as a dream, and call it the first level of dreams, people dream in the first level of dreams, they will enter the second level of dreams, and so on, deep in layers. The mother of the wet dragon said, Things in the virtual world cannot affect things in the real world. To be precise, things in the second-level dream cannot work on things in the first-level dream, and things in the third-level dream cannot affect the second-level dreams. Things in dreams work."
Ning San and I looked at each other, it seemed that there was something interesting.
I said, "You mean, we are now more than just a dream?"
"That's right." Chongyang nodded.
It's a bit interesting, and it seems to be what it should be, "Then if you divide the number of layers of dreams now, first find out the first layer of dreams."
Ning San said, "The first level, that is, reality. The three of us dispersed with others and entered the statue of the goddess, and then the three of us went into a coma at the same time."
Chongyang went on to say, "The second floor is what Ning San and I dreamed about. The three of us were walking by the river and entering the statue of the goddess. Ning San and I were unconscious."
"Then I was woken up by me in the first dream." I said.
"So what's next? How will the plot develop?" Ning San said to me in a daze. Without the plot where you wake us up, then Chongyang and I will continue to cycle like this, dreaming of walking by the river—meeting the mother of the wet flood—me and Chongyang fainted — dreaming of walking by the river—meet Mother of Wet Jiao."
Chongyang corrected it and said: "Accurately speaking, it is not a cycle, but a deepening layer by layer. Now it can be said that it is the Nth level of dreams."
I murmured, "But I woke you up."
"Yeah," Ning San said, "It is precisely because you suddenly woke us up that interrupted our dreams, and then suddenly recalled what we dreamed about, and the content we suddenly recalled was exactly The content of my last dream is also the content of my upcoming dream."
"But, since you have cycled so many times and I haven't woken you up, why did I wake you up this time?"
Ning San and Chongyang looked at me, "I have to ask you now."
"I am also in a daze. If the dream cycle of Ning San and Chongyang is true, then there is still one problem that has not been resolved, that is, where did I go
In each level of their dreams, two people passed out in a coma, and then they dreamed that three people were walking by the river, two people were in a coma, three people were walking by the river, and two people were in a coma...
So where did the remaining third person, me, go
I recalled my experience. I saw the two of them pass out in a coma, and then I directly awakened them with the lozenges given to us by the corpse chaser. So the two of them suddenly remembered their previous dreams. Then in the previous multi-layered dreams, I didn't wake up the two of them, but I woke up at this level
I suddenly woke up! Fuck! This is the test of the mother of the wet floods against me!
I suddenly became excited, "Actually, you two feel wrong! In fact, I wake you up in every dream!"
"But as long as there is a dream you wake us up, then we will immediately discover the dream cycle."
"Yes!" I said, "It is indeed the case, so I have to correct my statement. The correct statement should be-if the dream is forward, then the awakening is reverse. Next, every layer of dreams before me I will find a way to wake you up, and this is not the way I found a way in reality, because in reality I am still in a coma, it should be the deepest part of this dream that I found a way to wake you up." I have some incoherent speech, the two of them seem to understand but not understand, but I feel that time may not be enough, so I speed up my speech and finish.
"Let’s infer that if I in every level of dreams cannot find a way to wake you up and let your dreams continue to circulate, this world is not actually a world in which behavioral choices will recycle forever. Everyone Have your own consciousness and be able to make choices according to your own habits. Perhaps in the deepest part of your dreams, there is a me who suddenly found a way to wake you up, and then wake both of you."
"What then?" Ning San and Chongyang asked.
"Then... a dream that was constantly circulating and deepening was suddenly interrupted at the deepest point, and then transmitted upwards layer by layer. At each layer, you are all awakened by me."
Ning San asked: "Then why, in the memories of Chongyang and I, you didn't explain so much to us in the dream just now?"
I smiled, "Because after I awakened you in that dream, I didn’t have the opportunity to discuss and explain with you, so I was awakened by me in this dream. I now have time to understand and discuss so much with you. It means that this is the shallowest level of dreams, and above it is reality. I saved you in the dream. In reality, you two need to wake me up."
Ning San and Chongyang looked at each other, but both of them generally believed, "That is to say, if the inference just now is true, in reality, the two of us should be awake soon." (End of this chapter)