Volume 5: Bottomless Sinkhole Chapter 252 This Is Not a Dream
Ke Lan walked forward along the street, and sure enough, as he walked into a neighborhood he had never been to, the surrounding buildings began to repeat... It was as if a lazy programmer was designing areas in the game scene that players could not enter, constantly using copy and paste, relying on the limited modeling resources in the database to fill in these blank areas.
In some places, there were even very strange dislocation phenomena: two identical houses overlapped each other as if through a mold, a section of suspended track hung upside down under the dome, and dozens of hovercrafts seemed to be in a state of zero gravity, floating quietly in the air.
"It's really as absurd as a dream..." Ke Lan murmured to himself, but what surprised him was that... this dream was not a nightmare at all for him.
Could it be that these are the things I fear most deep in my consciousness?
Although this twisted and absurd world made Ke Lan feel very uncomfortable, it was far from being scary.
Compared with what those crazy relic hunters dreamed of, my dream could be said to be very "mild".
Perhaps it is because I have seen through the dream, so I don’t feel fear... But now that I have seen through it, how can I get out of it?
Ke Lan continued walking forward and found that in all the places he had been to, seen in photos and had an impression of, the streets, buildings, public facilities and even pedestrians were exactly the same as in the real world. However, those places he had not been to, had not seen and had no impression of in his memory were a mess.
There are people in those places too...but these people only retain the general appearance of "people". They have no faces, no gender, and their heights, weights, and shapes are almost all carved from the same mold. They all wear the simplest white shirts and white trousers. They stand there like puppets, maintaining a certain posture, motionless.
Even the details on the model figures in the real estate developer’s holographic concept drawings of new real estate projects are much more than these “people”.
They can't be considered as such at all, they are just a symbol used to represent "people". In Ke Lan's subconscious mind, there should be people on the street and in the house, so these "people" appeared... Their existence is just to fill the gaps in the scene.
Ke Lan raised his pistol and pointed it at those "people", but he did not pull the trigger. Instead, he walked towards one of them step by step.
He walked until he was less than three meters away from the man, who suddenly let out a cry of surprise... At the same time, the man's face gradually became clear.
It was Benson—the hunter Benson from the Aurora Group. The clothes he wore had also changed into the lead-gray training uniforms issued by the Aurora Group, and there was a sharp alloy hatchet stuck in his waist...
"What are you doing?!" Benson yelled loudly. He looked shocked and angry, and subconsciously reached for the axe at his waist.
Ke Lan did not shoot, but kicked the opponent's elbow.
“Bang!”
"Ah!" Benson screamed, and the axe he had just pulled out slipped from his stiff fingertips, and his whole arm twitched involuntarily - the place where Ke Lan kicked was exactly the ulnar nerve groove on the inside of his elbow joint... This place also has a common name, called "numb tendon".
"Asshole!" Benson yelled angrily. He covered his completely paralyzed arm with his other hand and raised his leg to kick Ke Lan's chin. His heavy military boots brought up a whistling sound. Although Benson was very tall, his lower body was very stable. His two strong thighs were even thicker than Ke Lan's waist. If this kick hit Ke Lan hard, it would probably break Ke Lan's entire jawbone.
"Why do I feel... that this guy is much stronger than in reality? Is it because my memory fragments are not accurate enough?" Ke Lan thought so. He tapped the ground lightly with his toes and retreated quickly, just in time to avoid the opponent's kick.
"You bunch of garbage pickers..." Benson's face grew increasingly angry. He swung his numb arm and pressed towards Ke Lan, "You all must die!"
Wait a minute?
Ke Lan was keenly aware of the problem - Benson said "you guys" instead of "you", which means that in this dream where the hounds "do not exist", he is an exception!
This discovery immediately shocked Ke Lan. He took a few steps back and asked, "You said 'You all have to die'... but I'm the only one here, so who are the others?"
"Others?" Benson was stunned. For a moment, his face turned into a blurry shadow, but soon returned to normal.
"I don't know what you're talking about, but since you're unlucky today and got bumped into by me, you won't be able to leave here alive..."
"This is Fang..." Before Ke Lan could say the "Ark" in "Ark", she suddenly discovered that the surrounding environment had undergone tremendous changes without her noticing... It had become an empty wasteland somewhere on Alpha Planet.
Benson kicked the ground with one foot, and suddenly began to accelerate and rushed towards Ke Lan. He swung his fist hard and hit Ke Lan's head!
"You are very strong, but unfortunately your flexibility is a little lacking... Although I have never really fought with you, in my impression, you are that kind of person." Ke Lan crouched down and went around Benson's right side - the opponent's right hand had not yet recovered from the paralysis. Although he could see the direction where Ke Lan dodged, he had no way to reach out and grab Ke Lan.
"I don't know why you're here, but if I want to kill you, I just need to pull the trigger..." Ke Lan seemed to be talking to Benson or to herself, "But I always feel that this dream is inducing me to shoot... I don't know what I'm facing in the real world now. Maybe, if I pull the trigger, I can really kill something..."
"But I won't!"
Ke Lan suddenly turned around and rushed forward like a ghost, with his five fingers together to form a hand knife, and chopped down fiercely at the back of Benson's neck!
But at this moment, Benson disappeared, and was replaced by the "Mohawk" who was also a hunter from the Aurora Consortium... the genetically modified human named "Dana".
He "slipped" past Ke Lan's hand like a nimble snake, and in the blink of an eye, a distance of nearly ten meters had opened up between them.
He turned his head and gave Ke Lan a strange smile. His bright red tongue with a fork at the tip stretched out from his mouth and licked his pale and cracked lips flexibly.
"Hehe...Are you the hunter? Or my prey?"
