Chapter 172 Boring Journey
Xia Xiaoyu stopped and looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. She asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to regret it? You don't want to marry me anymore!"
"No, I just... I just feel that all this is full of unreality." Su Ming frowned and looked around.
He walked out of the door of Investigation Bureau 7 and looked up at the sun in the sky. The sunshine was exceptionally bright, a rare good weather in winter. The pedestrians and shops on the street all showed a refreshing sense of tranquility, making Su Ming feel familiar with every environment, as if this was where he had lived for ten years.
"It feels so weird." Su Ming muttered to himself.
The sense of disobedience in his heart became stronger, and he felt that his intuition seemed to remind him of something.
"Silly boy! Are you feeling too happy and it seems a little unreal?" Xia Xiaoyu said with a smile.
Her laughter was still echoing in his ears, but Su Ming's thoughts were undergoing a drastic change. Every detail just now was replayed in his mind, just like a fast-forwarded movie in a movie theater. All the plots were waiting for intuitive screening, and his intuition came to the conclusion that -
Fake! Fake! Fake! …
All of this is fake.
Su Ming stood there in a daze, and it was only when Xia Xiaoyu touched his face that he came back to his senses.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? Why don't we forget about it today and go take wedding photos tomorrow." Xia Xiaoyu reached out and touched Su Ming's forehead, looking at him with concern.
Su Ming looked at Xia Xiaoyu and thought, is Xia Xiaoyu also fake?
Fake!
Intuition gave the answer.
A simple and crude answer, no logic! No reason!
"It's okay, go ahead." Su Ming replied casually, but he was thinking about the reason in his heart.
Although it was unbelievable, Su Ming had to admit that everything around him was full of disharmony and made him feel unnatural. It was very likely that his super intuition was right!
When they arrived at the bridal shop, Xia Xiaoyu picked out a gorgeous wedding dress and put it on. Then she set the camera to automatic shooting and stood with Su Ming to pose. Su Ming cooperated very well throughout the whole process. During the wedding photo shoot, he slowly came up with the answer.
What Sylvie said was false. He did not solve the problem of white fog at all, nor did he bring out any important information.
I shouldn't be here now. I should be in that other world, fighting against those gods!
etc?
Gods from another world? Which gods?
The God of Hope, the God of Plague, and I remember there should be another one, the name of that god... What is the name of that god?
Su Ming's eyes gradually brightened up, and he remembered the name of the god -
God of dreams!
The answer is obvious. The reason why he is here now is because he is dreaming!
Xia Xiaoyu beside her held her and continued to take wedding photos, but Su Ming's thoughts had transcended the false reality and began to think about something really important.
Current facts have proved that my super intuition still works in dreams, but the process of its taking effect is gradual, which is somewhat different from when I am awake.
if……
"Su Ming, Su Ming, wake up. It's already morning, we should hurry on."
As Su Ming continued to sway, his dream was like a reflection in the water, with ripples blown away by a gust of wind, and he was separated from the extremely real dream.
Opening his eyes, he returned to the real world.
The fire had gone out. The gray-white charcoal sticks were flickering with flickering sparks and emitting wisps of green smoke. The sunlight shone in from outside the cave with the smell of morning light, casting a white spot on the ordinary rock wall. He was lying in a dark corner, covered with a blanket, in a trance.
Xia Xiaoyu in front of him was holding an opened can. When she saw Su Ming wake up, she brought the can to Su Ming.
The can was still warm, having been heated. He took a deep sniff and smelled the aroma of coffee wafting in the air.
"Coffee? You brought coffee?" Su Ming was a little surprised.
Xia Xiaoyu brought the cup over and placed it in front of Su Ming, saying, "Do you know how big ten cubic meters is? These only take up a small part of the space."
"I thought you only brought compressed biscuits and water, and weapons."
"The configuration needs to be changed occasionally. Most of it is weapons, and a small part is medical equipment and food. I felt that I brought too much water before, so I put some of it away and replaced it with canned food and some beverage powder." Xia Xiaoyu took a sip of coffee and let out a comfortable sigh, "Ah! It turns out that I was right."
"You are indeed right." Su Ming smiled.
"How did you sleep? Did you have any strange dreams?" Xia Xiaoyu asked.
She stayed with Su Ming in the second half of the night and saw that he was sleeping soundly without any signs of nightmares, so she guessed that he was most likely not disturbed by the God of Dreams.
"I had the same dream, but it was a good dream." Su Ming replied.
"Sweet dream?" Xia Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, looking puzzled.
"Yes, it was a good dream, but that's why it feels strange. What's the meaning ?" Su Ming touched his chin and muttered to himself in confusion.
He suddenly remembered what the high priest had said to them before. He said that they would soon be tempted by the God of Dreams and end up lingering in the false dreamland without knowing how to return. From this sentence alone, it can be seen that the God of Dreams often uses beautiful dreams to lure others into depravity.
And to be honest, this beautiful dream was so realistic that if it weren't for his super intuition, Su Ming believed that there was no way he would be able to wake up from the dream.
In the dream, his cognition was completely modified. Everything he knew before became unknown to him, and he inexplicably had many false memories that did not exist at all, so that at the beginning he firmly believed that he had successfully defeated the white fog and came out of the white fog.
This is the most terrifying thing about the God of Dreams. It can make people who fall asleep completely lose the ability to think normally and keep them in a "awake" state of perception.
In this way, while sleeping, the person cannot perceive the true reality and will regard the dream as real. After waking up, the person will still have a sense of reality in the dream.
But can this alone really make people linger? At least Su Ming felt that he would not be tempted by that kind of dream.
But...Xia Xiaoyu...
Su Ming turned his gaze to Xia Xiaoyu, who was squatting at the entrance of the cave, looking at the morning light and concentrating on enjoying the breakfast in her hands.
"Xiaoyu, how do you feel about the dream yesterday?" Su Ming asked.
Xia Xiaoyu was startled and waved her hand in disdain: "Don't mention it, it makes me uncomfortable just thinking about it."
"Don't take it seriously. This may be a conspiracy of the God of Dreams. Through dreams that have a sense of reality, it is used to influence our spirit and mentality in reality. If we keep paying attention to that sense of reality, bad things will definitely happen in the end.
I think it is better to forget about it. Ignoring it is the best way to fight against the god of dreams." Su Ming said.
"Of course I know. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten it." Xia Xiaoyu drank up the broth in the can, threw the can aside, stood up and said, "Are you ready? Let's go when you are ready. Flora and the others are riding horses. If we don't hurry, we may not be able to catch up."
"Let's go!"
After Xia Xiaoyu recovered, he easily passed the broken mountain road and returned to the right path.
Without horses, the two men could only move forward on foot, and the boring journey needed some interesting entertainment to pass the time.
Su Ming and Xia Xiaoyu's entertainment is to tell each other stories about their past experiences.
Along the way, Su Ming told the other party about his new abilities and how he escaped from the Plague Messenger, while Xia Xiaoyu described the appearance of the Corrupter to Su Ming.
Su Ming didn't think Xia Xiaoyu's experience was more thrilling and interesting than his own, but he had to admit that Xia Xiaoyu's storytelling skills were far superior to his.
She could tell a story about a corrupt person being chased down a hillside in vivid detail. She had a unique talent for storytelling, just like an ancient storyteller.
"You didn't see how disgusting that thing was. It was probably about five or six meters tall, maybe even taller!
It is shaped like a soft ball, like an enlarged version of slime, its skin is black, and you can smell an unbearable stench if you get a little closer.
The illness I got before was because I got too close... I guarantee it, I was more than ten meters away from the monster at the time, and I almost fainted when I smelled the smell.
In addition, its entire body was covered in black mucus, with human faces growing on them, and it seemed that in addition to human faces, there were also faces of beasts. At first glance, it looked like a spherical stitched monster made up of many zombies.
It leaves black mucus as it rolls, and that mucus emits a disgusting odor. The black spots we saw on the road just now should be left by it."
“But I didn’t smell anything.”
"It should have dissipated overnight. I think it should be easier to deal with than the Plaguebringer. At least it doesn't release bugs or anything like that. And it's not very fast, only slightly faster than a horse. If I had been riding a motorcycle instead of a horse, I would be confident that I could have dragged it to death."
Su Ming chuckled and deliberately asked, "Do you have enough bullets? It seems that even if you shoot all your ammunition at it, it won't work."
Xia Xiaoyu blushed and stared at Su Ming unhappily, saying, "I! I have a way! I still have gasoline, I can make it burn, then I don't even have to shoot, it will slowly burn to death!"
"You think it's flammable?"
"There's always a way...it's not invincible." Xia Xiaoyu retorted weakly, her voice so soft that it could not be heard.
Su Ming smiled, said nothing, and calmly changed the subject.
Su Ming has very good physical strength. Although Xia Xiaoyu's physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, she will eventually get tired. So when they walk a certain distance, Su Ming will carry her for a certain distance. The two of them never stopped during the day, and by the evening, they finally walked out of the valley.
Standing at the end of the cliff and looking down, a majestic town appeared before them.
