Chapter 3547 The Spirit Catcher (V)

The other three returned to the car. The roar of the car's engine was more violent than any other time, and each tremor seemed to hit the heart, making people feel suffocated and nervous for no reason.

Schiller felt the car start and was driving forward. It was relatively stable at first, but soon, the severe sense of weightlessness made everyone speechless.

It was not like a bungee jumping or a roller coaster ride, but more like you jumped down from the rooftop in a dream, the feeling of being helpless and feeling endless falling.

"Bang!"

The car suddenly shook, as if it had hit something. But Jack obviously didn't plan to stop.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

There were two consecutive vibrations. Schiller had to grab the handle next to the car door. He vaguely heard Jack curse, but soon became silent.

Schiller grabbed the car door with one hand and thought about the situation outside.

Haye's mental strength is too high, and the dream at the bottom must be terrible. All his negative emotions will turn into monsters and be destroyed here unscrupulously.

It is not easy to walk through such a place. Even if Jack is Bruce's "Clown", his strength has been greatly improved, he may not be able to deal with it completely.

Thinking of this, he took two steps towards the front of the car and said, "If you can't get through it, just put me down here. I think I can handle it."

"Bang!!!"

There was another violent impact. The degree of these two times was much more serious than before. The whole car shook violently, and the metal parts of the car made a tiny-squeezing and friction sound.

Immediately afterwards, Schiller heard a "gum" sound, and then translucent white water penetrated into the car from the gap, quickly slid across their ankles.

It's amniotic fluid.

Schiller had experience in emergency psychotherapy in obstetrics, and he knew what the liquid was pouring in at this moment.

The next second he confirmed his guess, because a huge baby's head stretched over and put an eye much larger than the car door closer to the gap in the car door, as if he wanted to see if there was anyone inside.

Superman injustice took a breath, but Batman injustice immediately covered his mouth. Schiller also pressed against the wall of the car, and the three of them held their breath at the same time.

The baby seemed to see nothing and quickly drifted away. The car bumped for a while and seemed to have gotten ashore. The water that had just poured in quickly flowed away.

Before the wave was settled, the wave started again. With a "clang" sound, a piece of knocked down above the carriage was knocked down, and a small gap was exposed at the connection, just above Schiller's head.

He looked up and saw a pliers, but it was not obstetrics. He couldn't say what it was, but the words of Krypton were vaguely engraved on it.

Another "clang" sound, and then hit the side of the wall, a large piece immediately popped out. The truck made a sharp turn and bypassed the next knock, but I don't know where it was going.

Immediately afterwards, Schiller felt the ground where the car was shaking. Something roar came from the front, as if something was breaking out of the ground.

He glanced at the broken gap and saw a thick shadow covering it. Then, the land behind the door suddenly exploded, and a sharp object like a snake's tail drilled out from under the ground and suddenly pulled into the door.

Following the gap in the car door, Schiller took a closer look at the thing: it was silver-white all over, thin and long, with two corners protruding from the tip of the tail, one left and one right, not only being separated, but also being able to rotate.

This looked like the tentacle of some kind of huge creature. Schiller knew that the shadow he saw before should be the original body.

He was chased by these tentacles all the way and finally got rid of it. The entire carriage seemed to be pinched by something again. After a sudden squeeze, the three of them leaned towards the center one after another.

When Schiller turned around, he saw a very obvious finger mark on the left and right one - this was obviously the hand of a primate.

Immediately afterwards, he smelled an unpleasant smell, which, if you insist on describing, was a bit like the rubber burnt.

The truck's carriage has been almost destroyed. If something comes again, the three of them will definitely not be able to escape.

Fortunately, after just a few minutes, the car stopped slowly, and it seemed that it had reached the point where Jack thought it was safe.

The car door opened, and Batman and Superman Injustice did not step forward out of caution. Schiller took the lead.

As soon as I came, I smelled a very strong tar smell, followed by a choking smell of dust. The sky was filled with black ash.

Schiller looked at the place. It seemed like an underground mine cave, but this mine tunnel was abandoned. After walking a few steps out, you can see a vertical upward passage.

Although there are passages, there are no ladders. Schiller immediately realized that this might be the mine of Krypton, because the Kryptonians could fly, and they did not need to take the stairs. This straight up passage is the road they used to travel back and forth.

The rock wall was dark brown. Schiller stretched out his hand and gently touched it, leaving a clear mark. No color left behind on his fingertips, and the floating soil and residue fell down.

An extremely low roar came from the ground. If you feel it carefully, you can feel a slight vibration. The temperature here is also very high, close to 40 degrees, oxygen circulation is very slow, and breathing is a little short of breath, and you will feel a suffocating.

Batman Injustice and Superman Injustice also followed. Superman Injustice looked at the environment here, but he felt strange like Batman Injustice.

Although he could also remember some things on Krypton in a daze, he never remembered that there was such a place in his hometown.

"This place is a shallow dream, which is relatively safe, but you still need to be careful." Jack looked at Schiller and said, "I don't need to tell you how to enter a deeper dream. I'll leave first."

After saying that, he returned to the truck. Superman Injustice wanted to call him, but Batman Injustice pulled his cloak. With a flash of magic, the truck disappeared.

"So how do you enter the deep dream?" Superman inyi asked at Shiller. He seemed very alert, and did not seem to be planning to join Schiller.

"How did I get into your deep dream?"

Unrighteous Superman choked, but he actually didn't know. He only remembered that he was a little irritable at that time, and then everything in front of him disappeared.

"Loss control," Schiller said, "by stimulating mental weakness and causing the dream owner to lose control, he will fall into deeper chaos and naturally enter the deep dream."

"But I advise you not to act rashly. On the way you came, you also saw something in the deepest dream. You may not be the opponent of the monsters. Being killed here is really dead."

Superman Wuyi pursed his lips and stopped talking.

It’s not that Schiller must waste his quarrel with him, but that if they make a mess, it may affect his investigation plan, that would be bad.

Unrighteous Superman thought: When he was in his dream, it seemed that he would wake up from the bed again after he got angry. So stimulating the master of the dream to make him confused is a way to go deep into the dream.

But the question is: How big is the difference between stimulating Hae's dream and seeking death?

Then he heard Schiller say, "In the dream, Hail may not be Hail."

"The shallower the dream, the more logical his identity can be followed, such as someone he has ever contacted, or himself in his ideal. And the deeper the dream, the more abstract it is. He may be a monster, an animal or plant, or even a tool of inorganic matter, and everything is possible."

Batman injustice began to think about what Schiller said, and he thought of some of his occasional dreams.

When sleep is lighter, he usually dreams of his past. At that time, he is still himself, but his experience and identity may be slightly different.

And when he is completely asleep, the dream begins to become wild. It may be a tree, a pile of sand, a building, or it simply does not exist, just a camera-like perspective.

It seems that the same is true for Hae'er's dream. In the shallow dream, his identity in the dream is just a variant of the real world. But if it is in the deep dream, it will be much more difficult to find him out.

Schiller didn't want to explain too much, nor did he waste time. He walked along the passage until he came to a wide cylindrical shaft.

A huge metal pipe went down the road. The pipe emitted a hot high temperature. Looking down at the edge, you could vaguely see some fire. Looking up, the shaft and the pipe gathered at the vanishing point.

Schiller saw a pattern printed on the pipe, with a line of Kryptonian text below. He did not recognize the text, but he could probably guess what the pattern was.

"The symbol of Krypton's Supreme Council." Kara's voice echoed in the open shaft. She hovered in front of the pattern, her eyes a little complicated.

"I heard my parents say that a long time ago, it was the elders of the parliament that led the Kryptonians to develop geocentric energy and built our first spacecraft. At that time, everyone was very happy and felt that we would soon get rid of this barren planet and go to the distance to find our paradise."

"The celebration was held for several days and nights. People sang and danced, praising the achievements of the elders, and fantasizing about their own bright future."

"But fate played a huge joke with us." Kara smiled, but showed an indescribable sadness.

Clark flew to her and asked softly, "What?"

"We cannot merge with the stars in our own star system. Such a race should have been eliminated on the road of evolution. But our ancestors did not accept their fate. In order to improve their genes, they developed gene screening and editing technology."

"Nevertheless, the early Kryptonians lived a difficult life. The spacecraft was built to find a suitable sun. But you know that until Krypton was destroyed, we could not find the right star."

Clark also fell silent. He knew where the stars suitable for Kryptonians were. It seemed that humans were a lucky enough race compared to Kryptonians.

"After the lofty ideals were shattered, all that was left was scum. The first generation of elders died in depression, and the second generation did not see the ideal picture, and then the third generation, the fourth generation..."

"Things have completely changed. Instead of developing and hiking, they are desperately plundering resources from their home planets, creating solid shelters and greenhouses for themselves, throwing most of the Kryptonians out and letting them fend for themselves."

"It is dangerous to extract energy from the center of the earth." Kara looked down, her eyes staying on the faint fire, and then said, "Every time the unstable energy activity in the center of the earth will ruin countless living lives. And we can't do anything. Do you know why this is?"

Clark looked at Kara. Her side face was reflected by the extremely faint fire, with only a trace of light on the edge, and everything else was sunk in the shadow, like a long solar eclipse.

He heard Kara's voice echoing in the hollow shaft again, and every slight vibration that echoed against the rock wall made his heart tremble:
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