The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpies fly south.

Zhang Yang is dreaming.

It's so strange that he is actually dreaming, and he knows he is dreaming.

He was not sure whether he had already reached the dream dimension, because he had not seen those dream guardians and his dream fortress. Although the last time the dream fortress was shaken by Zhang Yang's soul, it was logically speaking-

Zhang Yang sighed a long sigh and said in his heart a moment of silence to the dream guardians. In the fourth sequence, these guys who are equivalent to anti-virus hunters are almost fighting alone.

There is gray fog in front, gray fog in back, and there is gray fog on the left, but on the right, it seems to be black and white fog.

Zhang Yang patted his mind and felt helpless about the strange thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind. It’s really not my fault.

Deep in my memory, he flipped through it, and I don’t know how long it took to find a book. No, it was a bamboo slip. This was the 300 ways to save the life of Dreams.

It's amazing. It's obviously dreaming, but Zhang Yang really found a cold bamboo slip in his hand. His fingers slid over it. The bamboo slip became smooth, like a hand that had just been cut down, but this method was too low-level.

Zhang Yang was a little disgusted, but the next moment under his gaze, the woman's hand simplified from bamboo took root and sprouted, and bloomed and opened leaves. The flowers were flowers that had never been seen before. The stamens inside swayed in the wind, which was very beautiful, but if you look closely, well, what about the gray fog around you?

The gray fog disappeared, replaced by a huge jade-white building? And it looks familiar.

"So, I became a stamen? This is really a bad thing."

Zhang Yang thought about this, and he was still disdainful of these methods. He was a mysterious and unknown boss. Well, wait, he looked down at a guy with a big ear in the sky. Due to the size difference between the two sides, it took Zhang Yang a second to recognize him. Even if he became 10,000 times bigger, he was still so handsome.

"I'm looking at me?"

Zhang Yang fought a cold war, and it seemed that something unknown and harsh had been mixed in - it was another stamen.

"ah!"

Zhang Yang was very exaggerated and screamed for 0.1 second, because the situation was so strange at this moment, because there were seventy or eighty stamens in the petals, but the tops of these seventy or eighty stamens were all supported by a exactly the same Changyang head.

Moreover, the number of this stamen is still increasing. As long as an oversized Changyang head appears above, that is, as long as the Zhang Yang outside takes a look at the petal stamen because of curiosity and carelessness, he will immediately fall into this endless curse and become a stamen.

"day!"

Zhang Yang looked at seventy or eighty of himself, staring at each other with big eyes, all of whom were not very panicked, and all had a confident expression. Damn, don’t you think that just by releasing the soul shock in this situation, you can end it?

Or are you all fake, but I am the only one who is real?

No, you won’t be fooled. In this case, it is unwise to kill each other. Even if other ostentatious things are fake, what if they are true, after all, this is a dream.

The enemy is awesome.

Zhang Yang found seventeen or eighteen possible traps or routines with this change, but almost at the same time, the generous brain outside still couldn't help looking down at the flowers, so there were more and more stamens in the petals, from dozens to hundreds to thousands, and in a blink of an eye, tens of thousands.

"Why try soul shock?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help thinking, and the other Zhang Yang also showed hesitation on his face. Obviously, everyone's essence is reckless, and their appearance is just a disguise.

"There are so many such things about Yang Yang. Zhang Yang is waiting for tomorrow. Zhang Yang has become a wasteful routine and admits defeat. Boss, please accept me as your apprentice!"

This thought flashed through Zhang Yang's mind again. He was basically sure now that he encountered a big boss who had the ancient law of the virus by hitting the wall, that is, he had the power to destroy the ancient laws of the virus.

The other party did not take action, or only took action once, and the rest was all he, Zhang Xiahui, was having fun.

"Thinking consciousness is manifested, it's so awesome! I, Zhang Xiahui, is convinced!"

Zhang Yang shouted, and in an instant, the other Zhang Yang also shouted the same sentence. This was not an echo, nor a repeater, nor a projection, but all Zhang Yang thought of the key to the problem at this moment.

That is - as long as he keeps thinking about it, every thought will be immediately manifested and become a new publicity.

However, because of the unfamiliarity with the environment, the new Zhangyang will continue to think randomly, so more Zhangyang is revealed.

This is faster than asexual reproduction!

And although this is at the dream level, if Zhang Yang cannot find the key, then once this manifestation is infinitely snowballed, his true spirit will probably really collapse.

don't know?

In fact, I just try my best to stuff junk files in my mind, and there are always moments of collapse.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang gave himself a code name called Zhang Xiahui.

"I think we can talk now, the kind that is calm."

A strange voice sounded in Zhang Yang's heart, "How about you let me go, I won't interfere with you?"

Zhang Yang doesn’t listen, watch, don’t want, don’t talk.

"Haha, that's meaningless. The rules of the game are with me. I can keep this game going at any time. Your true spirit is very strong, but you can't withstand the accumulation of one billion of your own."

Zhang Yang doesn’t listen, watch, don’t want, don’t talk.

"How long can you last like this? Now your consciousness sinks into the dream universe I have created. Your guards in the dream dimension don't know what happened to you. Outside, the people around you will only think that you are sleeping in seclusion. Even if you want to activate the boat of death, you can't do it. Do you have the ability to waste it with me? I have been suppressed three times anyway, and I will still care about your little resistance?"

"No, you care!"

All Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and burst out with a roar.

The soul is shaken, never stops!

"hateful!"

Zhang Yang only heard a angrily scolding, and then he completely fainted. With so many self-activating souls at the same time, although he could suddenly break out of the unknown big boss' dream universe, it was definitely a disaster of killing one hundred enemies and hurting eight thousand of them.

But, I do!

Even in a coma, Zhang Yang's mouth showed a smile, it was rough for you, and he was scheming and playing tricks on my territory. I have to say that you, the boss, are not lucky enough.

It’s not that he is willful, but that the kind of soul shock is really that true for him.

As expected, Zhang Yang woke up slowly and was very energetic in less than half a day.

There is no way, his true spirit has long been immune to the soul shock, otherwise Zhang Yang would dare to be so arrogant?
Chapter completed!