Chapter 96 What is Towards Death

　　Harry swore that he simply wanted to try out what it would be like to sleep in a dream.

　　But perhaps because he was in a more relaxed mood, his sleep quality had been excellent recently and he soon fell into a deep sleep on the park bench. When the green bottle saw him fall asleep, it also flew away considerately to guard Miss Crystal Glass.

　　At first, there was the fall of consciousness, and then the silent deep sea. In the haze, he passed through the barrier of his family and fell into a deeper dream.

　　The background is sky blue, and underfoot is a suspended dark red staircase. There are no walls, and the sofas, vases, chandeliers, murals...all float lazily in the air.

　　The whole space was silent and melancholy.

　　"No, I was just sleeping."

　　Harry hesitated and walked forward along the stairs. He tried to shout for help, but there was no response. Even the echo disappeared in the silent, melancholy blue. All communication equipment lost signal.

　　"Don't, don't scare me, I'm just a tourist, I don't have that many thoughts about uncovering the mastermind behind this..."

　　The more Harry thought about it, the more panicked he became. The more panicked he became, the faster he ran. The space shook as he ran, the stairs turned upside down, and the furniture moved. He didn't know which direction he was going, and he had even completely lost the way he came.

　　The heart is beating violently, the blood is surging, the lungs are burning, the teeth are aching, and there is a faint fishy-sweet taste in the throat.

　　His ankles had almost no feeling, and he could only mechanically lift his thighs to run. Acid spread with every swing of his arms, but the adrenaline made Harry forget all this temporarily.

　　An eye quietly opened on the TV, and then more and more eyes, representing the secret cause of death, staring at the human who had strayed into the dream, determined to fulfill the duties assigned by their master.

　　Harry looked at the monster that could only be twisted into shape in dreams. If he knew the name of this thing, he would definitely say:

　　What am I hitting towards death, is that true or false?

　　The claw pierced Harry's chest from behind.

　　Player: He has a bit of luck, which allowed him to touch Liumeng Reef.

　　Tim chose to exit the simulated universe immediately. He anxiously waited for the test device to bounce his consciousness back to Pinoconi. He was surrounded by the familiar starry sky, the sky and the earth were upside down, and he was falling from here -

　　“I mourn for the dead.”

　　In the void of black and white, there was a fleeting flash of red light.

　　Tim's eyes widened: the purple woman, no, the pale-haired woman, shed tears of blood and pulled out a blood-red long knife. The dark sun was quietly suspended, and its shadow enveloped everything...

　　Then, there was a deathly darkness. The knife was so fast that it even cut off consciousness. The mysterious and elegant Rememberer sighed softly:

　　Could it be that just a glimpse of the afterimage of that person drawing his sword could have such an effect on ordinary people? Or was it the power of the [Silent Faceless One]?

　　"Tim, wake up, Tim!"

　　A voice was calling him, and Tim opened his eyes blearily, and saw Peter wearing the classic Spider-Man mask, with his right hand raised high, as if he was about to slap him.

　　"Spider-Man? Wait, I'm awake!"

　　Tim stood up from the chair, and then he realized that he was not lying on the ground, but leaning on a classic burgundy sofa in the Daydream Hotel.

　　The sofa was soft and light, fitting the curves of the human body. If it wasn't slowly collapsing and disappearing, Tim would have really wanted to sit on it for a while.

　　The scenery in the dream dissipated like bubbles, and the red light that cut through the sky and the earth eventually turned into the color of the hotel sofa. Tim wondered why he suddenly became interested in the color of the sofa, but this insignificant emotion was soon drowned in the depths of his consciousness.

　　"Is this a dream?"

　　Looking at the white memory bubbles floating around with a blue glow, and this quiet and melancholy dreamland, Tim easily figured out where he was. He looked at Peter:

　　"Aren't you in reality? What's going on with the hounds? How is Harry?"

　　Although he was well prepared, Peter was still confused by the questions that came one after another. He could only try to answer the key points:

　　"It was a Miss Rememberer who helped me. She pulled me into this dream before the hounds found me. As a reward, she will participate in our operation throughout and provide some help when necessary."

　　"As for Harry..." Peter's voice lowered: "I don't know."

　　There are more strange guys. Wait, why do I say again? Tim subconsciously ignored this sense of incongruity: "So what about Miss Rememberer? Where is she? Why does she want to help us?"

　　Peter opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, a voice came from behind him:

　　"Of course, it's for precious memories that are worth cherishing. Every rememberer in Liuguang Yiting has his or her own memory aesthetics, and I am no exception."

　　A purple woman dressed as a fortune teller gracefully walked out of a strange oil painting, her eyes were as hazy as a sunset with purple afterglow.

　　The Rememberer of Liuguang Memory Court travels to every corner of the universe as a meme, collecting every tiny memory for the Star God of Memory [Fuli], and firmly believes that after the destruction of the universe, the new world will be reborn with the help of these memories.

　　The form of meme allows them to have invisible and formless bodies, and the real □□ has long been destroyed. The woman now seems to be standing in front of them, but she is just a virtual thing made up of memories.

　　Great, another inhuman creature.

　　"I am Black Swan, a rememberer. I am very interested in your memories. I believe this will be a journey worth cherishing."

　　The beautiful mature older sister showed an unfathomable smile and dealt a critical blow to Peter, who had not even held Mary Jane's hand yet, and Tim, who had just broken up with Stephanie.

　　"Oh, Rememberer? Then do you know the price of sneaking the Immortal Seed?"

　　What interrupted the charming moment of the beautiful big sister was the anger of Jason, who has been single for thousands of years and is expected to remain single.

　　Just behind the Black Swan, Jason also climbed out of the painting. He took out his gun but did not raise it: "Answer me, Rememberer."

　　Player: "He is so angry. Why? Is it because if he runs out of the Alliance's supervision, he will be kicked out of the Cloud Riders and get a seat in the Prison of Hell?"

　　System: "Don't you know everything?"

　　"Don't be nervous. Your real body is still in the same place. I just borrowed a little bit of the genius's device to project your consciousness here. Didn't you notice that you were in the same place?"

　　Liuguang Yiting did not want to offend the hunters. After all, even the grand duke in Yonghuo Mansion who declared war on the entire universe had never done so, so Black Swan used a little "tricky" method.

　　Jason then realized that he had become a "ghost", or as the Luofu people said, he had become "Sui Yang". He could easily pass through walls and any solid objects. As for why he could still stand on the ground...

　　He shuddered: There's no need to think about it.

　　The Rememberer, who gave some insignificant mental hints, smiled but said nothing.

　　"Wait, if Jason is here, then Nightwing and Robin are here too?"

　　Peter discovered the high point. He realized that the five of them were really destined to be together. They fought side by side all the way from New York to Pinocchio.

　　"Here~"

　　A Dick head came out of the wall behind Spider-Man, and with some blood plasma, he could cosplay as a horror character. Damian walked out from behind Jason silently, poking around curiously with his fingers.

　　Everyone is finally here.

　　After the protective device was removed, chaotic memories once again eroded Pinocchio. The trio from the Star Train decided to go to the border of Pinocchio to investigate the truth of the chaos. The Flash decided to stay and defend Pinocchio with Hanunu.

　　So the company's fleet came again, and the army approached the border again. It was not surprising that the Alfalfa family became traitors. After all, their first head of the family was an economic fraudster.

　　Because of the confusion caused by the erosion of amnesia, part of the company's fleet landed in the residential area. Hanunu was unable to fire at the residential area, and could only ask the Flash to use his super speed to rescue the hostages.

　　At that time, they didn't know who the traitor was. During this process, the Flash accidentally rescued the imprisoned eldest son of the Clover family. The eldest son told them everything about the family's betrayal, including the cause of death of the Black Blin family and the company's promise to them.

　　The Flash tried his best to rescue Hanunu, but no matter how fast the speed in this world is, it can't outrun time. Thanks to the information provided by the owner of Clover, the company fleet quickly surrounded Hanunu's troops.

　　Just before being caught by the company, Hanunu executed the head of the Clover family in front of everyone, and the eldest son inherited the position of head of the family.

　　After the company captured Hanunu, it held nominal "negotiations" with several family heads. The head of the Alfalfa family had just been executed, the head of the Hound family had been captured, and the head of the Thrush family was beating ashes at the border, completely unaware that his butt was on fire.

　　So the company seized the Sulada soda factory, collapsed the origami bird's house, smashed Miss Note's stage, and seized the management rights of Mr. Wood. Pinocchio became a de facto colony, and the Flash could only hide from place to place with the remaining resistance forces.

　　At this time, the spiritual leader, the watchmaker trio, was still at the border.

　　In response, the company said: Watchmakers only need to be responsible for resistance, unlike the company's employees, who have to consider many aspects, such as this year's promotion application, performance bonuses and project sharing.

　　Harry stood stunned on the dilapidated platform on the street, feeling as if he had suddenly entered the Great Depression from the Golden Age. The environment here was dark, with gusts of wind, and if you listened carefully, you could hear strange rustling sounds.

　　Harry shuddered violently, and primitive fear forced him to flee from this strange area.

　　He walked into the shabby narrow alley in front of him. From time to time, he could hear the crackling sound of electricity above his head. There were a few people scattered on both sides of the street, standing far apart. As Harry passed by them, he occasionally heard a word or two such as "gang" and "this batch of goods".

　　What's going on? Isn't the sense of déjà vu too strong? Although I wanted to complain when I first entered the golden era, please don't replicate this kind of place!

　　Out of trust in his motherland, Harry didn't dare to stop for a moment, for fear that a burly dark-skinned man would jump out from somewhere in the next second and ask him to take out twenty US dollars.

　　The good news is that Harry hasn't encountered any burly man for the time being. The bad news is that there is no road ahead, and there is a very gloomy huge statue of a clock boy. If you look closely, you will find that the statue's eyes are shaking.

　　Harry was so shocked that he punched the fence in front of him: "What the hell is this!"