Volume 6: Mecha Contest Chapter 326 The Call in the Dream
"Uh... OK." Ke Lan suddenly felt that he seemed to have an extraordinary talent in talking to death...
In this situation, it seems that the only option is to use the sleeping method.
He thought for several seconds before forcing out a few words: "Well... there is still a game tomorrow, go to bed early, good night."
"Good night," Zofia replied, turning around and pulling up the quilt.
The quilt was very large, more than enough to cover two people, but Ke Lan was still embarrassed to get into the bed. He covered himself with his coat, clasped his hands across his chest, and closed his eyes .
"Fortunately, at least the pillow is divided into two, not a long pillow that is the same width as the bed." He thought thankfully.
When the embarrassment gradually faded, fatigue and sleepiness quickly came up - although it was an excuse, he did not lie. In today's battle with the ace of the Angels Club, he activated the ability of "time stop" at least nearly a hundred times. Although each time was only a brief moment, the total amount still put a huge burden on Ke Lan's spirit.
The nerves that were originally in a tense state gradually relaxed. Not long after, Ke Lan felt his consciousness sinking into a seemingly endless chaos...
At this moment, shrill screams and wails exploded in the chaos without warning, as if a huge stone was suddenly thrown onto the calm and dark lake. These sounds were like ripples on the water, colliding and interfering with each other, interweaving into a creepy horror melody!
These screams and wails... Ke Lan was not unfamiliar with them. He could hear these sounds every time he activated the time stop function. He had long been immune to them... However, he seemed to have lost this immunity when he was in a dream.
These voices penetrated into his body like an all-permeating tide, and replicated themselves like infinitely proliferating cancer cells, and then spread. They overlapped many times, and the distorted voices were like the roar of a banshee, rushing left and right in Ke Lan's mind, as if they were going to tear a hole in his head...
This feeling was simply unbearable for him. For a moment, he almost blurred the line between dreams and reality.
Ke Lan wanted to wake up...but she found that her body was tightly bound and she couldn't move at all. This feeling was just like the legendary sleep paralysis.
He looked around subconsciously, and saw that countless corpses had crawled out from the chaos at some point. Among these corpses, there were those who had not yet completely decayed and still roughly retained their appearance before death, and there were also skeletons with only white bones left. There were men and women, old and young... They left long trails of blood behind them and crawled towards Ke Lan step by step.
"These corpses...are the victims of the East 9th District incident!" Among these corpses, Ke Lan even saw the "Container" that was killed by the Security Bureau agents at the beginning of the operation:
Half of the furisode she was wearing was dragging on the ground, stained dark black by the dirty blood. Her entire body was covered with potato-like tumors of various sizes, many of which had already cracked. Smelly pus mixed with tissue fragments that had not yet completely dissolved kept dripping from them to her feet.
"Why do these things appear in my dreams... Is it because I overdrew my abilities?" Ke Lan was very confused. "But the problem is, I have overdrawn several times before, but this has never happened before."
At this time, the corpses in the front had crawled in front of Ke Lan. They stretched out their hands and grabbed Ke Lan's ankles. Ke Lan did not retreat, nor did he resist or struggle. He knew that this was just a dream and these things could not really hurt him... What's more, what he wanted to figure out most now was the reason why these dead people appeared in his dreams. Instead of choosing to escape, it is better to remain unchanged in the face of change.
But just when the first corpse was about to catch Ke Lan, a faint whimpering sound suddenly sounded around. When the corpses heard the whimpering sound, they all stopped moving. Then, like wax figures touching a red-hot iron block, they quickly melted into the chaos.
"What's going on?"
Ke Lan was startled for a moment, but just with this shock, he found that he had regained control of his body... The chaos in his vision was quickly becoming blurred, and vaguely, the whimpering sound seemed to have turned into a faint call... A certain coordinate was imprinted deep in Ke Lan's memory.
Ke Lan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed and glanced at Sofia beside him. The other person's breathing was even and gentle, and it was obvious that she was in a deep sleep.
"This dream... I always feel so weird..." Ke Lan vaguely remembered that the calling voice seemed to tell him a coordinate, but when he tried to recall it, he couldn't remember anything.
As for that voice, although it was somewhat similar to the cry for help that Ke Lan had heard in the East 9th District, if you compare them carefully, you will find that there seems to be a huge difference between the two - in the dream just now, the voice that Ke Lan heard was much sharper, like the voice of a newborn baby.
It's strange to say, in such a sharp voice, I can actually hear a hint of "calling". I'm afraid there is something wrong with my hearing center...
Glancing at the timer embedded in the wall, it was only 1:30 in the morning. After thinking for a while, Ke Lan simply lay down again - if he could sleep until dawn, he would just pretend nothing happened; if this strange dream appeared again, he could take this opportunity to find out what was going on.
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However, when Ke Lan woke up the next day , not to mention whether the second dream appeared, even the memory of the first dream had become extremely vague... The only thing he still remembered was the sharp voice like that of a baby girl.
Ke Lan remembered that the sounds he heard in the East 9th District, whether it was sobbing or cries for help, should have come from the "Iron Maiden"... The things inside had long been blown to pieces along with the entire East 9th District... Even if it was really a creature of the prehistoric species level, it should have died very thoroughly.
Moreover, Ke Lan also remembered very clearly that at the moment when the East 9th District module was destroyed by the Ark's main gun, his body also showed a corresponding "reaction", which seemed to prove that the connection between him and that thing had been cut off. As for the black liquid that seeped into his palms, even if it still remained in his body, it should be considered an independent existence.
Apart from giving himself the cheating-level ability of "time stop", this thing did not seem to cause any harm to the body - after that, Ke Lan commissioned Ivan to conduct several comprehensive physical examinations on him, and the results proved that his body was very healthy and no abnormalities were detected at all.
"There's nothing unusual...not right."
Ke Lan raised her right hand. The newly grown little finger and ring finger were almost identical to the original ones. There were no scars or . If there was any difference, it would probably be that the skin was slightly whiter than the other fingers, and the nails were slightly shorter and thinner.
If the universal medical capsule is used to regenerate severed limbs, the new limbs will not grow nails, and nail replantation surgery must be performed separately. From the point of view of recovery rate alone, the medical capsule is completely inferior to Ke Lan's own regenerative ability.
"But why didn't it appear during the physical examination?"
When Ivan was examining Ke Lan before, not only the routine urine and blood samples, but also hair, skin, muscle... and even bone samples were collected. However, once those samples left the body, they seemed to lose this strange regenerative ability and became no different from the tissues in a normal person.
After returning from the tiankeng, Ke Lan discussed the issue of regeneration ability with Ivan several times, but they could not come to any accurate conclusion. According to Ivan, unless Ke Lan cut off his head and tried to grow a new one, otherwise, the progress of the research would become extremely slow...
Of course, there is another option, which is to "surrender" to the research institute... In that case, Ke Lan would rather choose to chop off her head directly. This is better than being tied to the operating table and suffering all kinds of inhuman torture.
"At least my appearance is still human. I haven't turned into some strange creature..." Ke Lan comforted herself and sat up from the bed.
Sofia woke up earlier than Ke Lan, and there was still a trace of warmth on the side of the bed where she had slept... The sound of water came from one side. Ke Lan turned his head and saw that the door of the bathroom was closed. Through the frosted glass on the door, he could vaguely catch a glimpse of that moving curve.
"Showering?" Ke Lan muttered to himself, but he did not push the door - it would be fine if the other person was wearing clothes or a bath towel, but if he was not wearing anything, the scene would be awkward.
He thought about it, put on his clothes and walked out of the room - there was also a bathroom in the living room, and although he couldn't take a shower, he could still brush his teeth and wash his face.
As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Hound and Chi Hanfeng sitting opposite each other at the dining table, eating breakfast while studying the information of their opponents.
"You two are up pretty early." Ke Lan greeted the two people while putting on his coat .
"As a middle-aged person, isn't it normal to sleep less than young people? On the contrary, you, Ke Lan, I didn't expect you to get up so early today." The hound said as he looked at Ke Lan with a weird look, and it was obvious that there was something else he said.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"No, no problem... As a man, of course you should focus on your career instead of indulging in pleasure. You've done a good job in this regard..." The Hound suddenly said seriously, but he didn't maintain this expression for even a second. In the blink of an eye, he turned into the wretched look when Ke Lan first saw him. He lowered his voice and asked, "By the way... the taste of the young lady is very good, right?"
Not only him, but even Chi Hanfeng, who was always serious, showed a mysterious smile like "aunt's smile" to Ke Lan at this time.
“???” Ke Lan’s eyes widened, and for a moment he didn’t know how to answer this question.
"Last night, everyone saw you and the young lady enter the same room..." The Hound lowered his voice even more, "Don't tell me that you didn't do anything except sleep, right?"
"Just sleep, what else do you want from me?"
"Ah... you're embarrassed to say it, I understand, just sleep, sleeping has many meanings anyway, right?"
"What's right? You're not right at all!" The Hound had already said this, so Ke Lan naturally understood what the old pervert was asking. He explained word by word, "Let me tell you this, the things you're thinking about didn't happen at all."
"No way? Are you still a virgin?" The hound stood up, walked over, put his arm around Ke Lan's shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "How could you resist a beauty like the young lady? You...you don't really have a problem with your body, do you?"
The hound glanced at the bedroom door and continued, "If you are sick, you have to treat it... Don't worry, I will keep this a secret for you and will never let the young lady know that you have this problem... I tell you, even though she doesn't show it obviously now, after she turns 30, when she reaches that age of being as fierce as a wolf or a tiger, if you can't satisfy her..."
Before the Hound could finish his words, Ke Lan covered his mouth. He wanted to explain to the Hound that there was nothing wrong with his body, but the more he explained, the more it seemed like he was trying to cover up his guilt... He changed his mind and simply changed the subject.
"Last night, I had a dream."
"What dream? A wet dream?"
"No...it was a nightmare. I dreamed of the victims who died in the East 9th District incident." Ke Lan said in a deep voice.
"...Are you under too much mental stress?" The Hound's expression finally showed a slight change. "Is there anything special about that dream?"
For a relic hunter, having nightmares is actually a very normal thing, especially after completing some dangerous tasks... Even the most thick-skinned guy can't avoid dreaming about the horrible things he encountered in the ruins. This is actually a very normal thing, but the hound still smelled something wrong from Ke Lan's words.
"In my dream, a voice told me a geographical coordinate... but after I woke up, I couldn't remember it at all."
"The geographic coordinates...are they somewhere on Alpha?"
"I don't know... I can only remember this incident after I woke up, but all the contents and details are not left in my memory, not even a vague impression."
