Mobile Dream Network

"I once saw some scientific data saying that almost no one sleeps without dreaming."

"You think you didn't dream last night, but your dreams were just too shallow for you to remember."

"Dreams are the activity of the human cerebral cortex and soul consciousness. Not dreaming means the brain is basically inactive. Only dead people have that trait."

As he recalled this knowledge in his mind and gazed at the starry scene spread across the ground, Zhu Zhengwei suddenly thought of a song that seemed to describe the illusory beauty before him: It was all bubbles, though they flared like sparks for an instant.

The next second, he poked Wang Jun's dream beside him.

Pop!

The bubble unfolded.

A hazy world opened completely.

In the dream world, Wang Jun was standing before a character customization screen, molding a face that was actually his own. He declared with soaring fighting spirit, "Mm! My eyebrows must be sharp like swords! I need to be tall! My legs need to be long like an oppa's, and my hair has to be thick!"

Well, damn.

Zhu Zhengwei watched from afar with a smile. "This guy is still customizing his character, messing around with an Initial Account. But he's adjusting his own height, weight, and muscles. Huh! Wait, what the hell is he shaping down there?"

He was clearly a gaming addict.

Even in his dreams, he was playing games like crazy.

Soon, his roommate Wang Jun finished creating his character and began grinding beginner monsters on a grassy field.

"This guy's dream has to be because he's read too many ancient online gaming novels. He dreamed of one of those immersive online games with a virtual helmet. I can enjoy it with him too." With a thought, Zhu Zhengwei began copying him, swinging a longsword and slashing at Goblins.

Gah!

Nine-Headed Dragon Flash!

Ha!

Green Lotus Sword Song!

But before long, after enjoying himself for a while, Zhu Zhengwei watched the stamina bar in the game steadily drop. His entire body began to feel utterly exhausted as well.

"Games can tire you out too?"

When he opened his eyes, he immediately felt an intense ache in his left hand, as though it had swollen by a full size.

"Ah! My hand!"

Lying on his bed and clutching his Kirin Arm, he nearly forgot that part: entering other people's dreams was great and all, but it was a little hard on the body.

Blinking, he ignored Wang Jun and lightly tapped Li Xiang beside him. "Let's see what dream you're having, you bastard."

Pop.

The bubble unfolded.

Boom!

Inside a luxurious mansion, Li Xiang held a famous pure-and-innocent actress in his arms while talking on the phone, chatting and laughing with ease.

Over the years, Li Xiang's businesses had flourished. He created a Blockchain and a new type of Virtual Currency, duped Chives into mining it, drove up the value of his own currency, then harvested retail investors and even international Chives. In the end, after Musk, he became the Crypto Richest.

"Damn, you actually dream of becoming a big capitalist." Zhu Zhengwei was dumbfounded.

"Come here, baby."

Li Xiang removed his clothes and was about to embrace the actress for something indescribable when he suddenly spotted Zhu Zhengwei. "Hey, hey? Aren't you my old college classmate from years ago? Why did you suddenly appear in my eight-thousand-square-meter luxury villa?"

He looked utterly bewildered, clearly stunned.

But like other dreamers, he was muddleheaded and soon stopped caring. He gave a lecherous grin. "Good brother, you and I are as close as limbs! This is the actress we both liked back when we watched movies together! Want to join me?"

Zhu Zhengwei: "."

Even after getting rich, you still valued brotherhood, but Zhu Zhengwei firmly declined and exited Li Xiang's private group chat.

It wasn't that he didn't want to experience dreams with him. The last one only wore out his hand, but this one? Forget it.

He didn't want to wet the bed the next day. Too embarrassing.

"Two idiots."

Zhu Zhengwei eagerly withdrew from his two roommates' sweet dreams, then looked at the bubbles filling the floors above and below him. Like phone app icons, he tapped one bubble after another and entered them.

Pop.

Pop.

Pop.

That night, he discovered that having the ability of Inception was indeed interesting. The dreams he saw came in every strange variety imaginable.

The next morning.

"Sure enough, I can enter dreams." Zhu Zhengwei had dark circles under his eyes. He had spent the entire night immersed in experiments, researching his supernatural ability.

After breakfast, he went to the School Clinic and greeted the school doctor. "Auntie, I'm here to get my medicine."

"Go ahead, young man." The woman smiled.

Zhu Zhengwei opened the refrigerator and immediately replenished his Factor VIII.

After all, Hemophilia was a hereditary bleeding disorder. A lack of clotting factors meant that injuries and internal bleeding could continue bleeding without stopping.

Coagulant needed to be kept on hand, but it had to be stored in a refrigerator.

So he had previously discussed it with his counselor and received permission to keep it in the School Clinic.

What had happened was too outrageous. To be safe, it was best to take preventive medication, just in case something went wrong with his body.

Soon, he went to class.

"Hey, I dreamed that I became a billionaire last night and sponsored actresses from impoverished mountain regions with my good brother."

"I dreamed I was a wandering hero last night, and my good brother's custom weapon was incredibly powerful. The female warriors all loved it."

The two beasts, Wang Jun and Li Xiang, were full of energy, as if they had slept wonderfully the night before. They were chatting casually, while Zhu Zhengwei ignored them and began slacking off in class, sorting through the results of his night-long experiments.

"My supernatural ability isn't as simple as seeing dreams. More specifically, it could be described as 'seeing the surface activity of a soul's unconsciousness.'"

But it had many limitations.

1. He could enter other people's dreams, but he could not directly control them. He was merely a guest in the dream, not its master.

2. Entry condition: sleep.

3. His current range for sensing and searching dreams was one hundred meters.

4. Within dreams, only the state of his real body synchronized with the dream.

It seemed that because he had activated the forbidden switch of the Deep Subconscious, he could synchronize the muscles, flesh, blood, and movements in dreams with his real body. That was also why he could see other people's dreams.

Simply put, if he did a push-up in a dream, his soul consciousness would mobilize the corresponding muscles in his body, and his nerves would move as well. Thus, when he woke up, he would experience similar bodily synchronization.

This supernatural ability was very interesting.

"Come to think of it, our dreams last night really were strange. We both dreamed about the same person." The two dorm brothers started chatting again, then suddenly looked at him. "What do you think? We both dreamed about you."

"Our dorm is united and friendly. Isn't that normal?" Zhu Zhengwei pretended to be vigilant. "Wait, I see you as roommates, but you're plotting something against me?"

"Go to hell!"

Both their faces darkened.

Seeing that he had managed to muddle through, Zhu Zhengwei suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. "Those two are one thing, but I visited quite a few dreams throughout the entire dorm building last night. They won't all remember me, will they?"

After thinking about it, he felt that probably would not happen.

Unlike with these roommates, he had not gone into detail. Most of the time, he merely took a casual look before leaving.

Besides, he believed most people's dreams were unconscious dreams. Whether they could clearly remember the content of those dreams was another matter entirely.

"But I'm afraid most people's dreams will retain some vague image of me." At that thought, Zhu Zhengwei suddenly realized something utterly horrifying.

"I can't keep secretly peeking into the dreams of people in this dorm building without restraint."

"If this happens a few more times and they all remember me, with me vaguely appearing in their dreams, I'm afraid I'll become the 'Dream Lover' of the entire male dormitory building."

The image immediately formed in his mind:

As he walked down the road, male students would approach him one after another. "Hey, classmate, you look so familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

Just thinking about that pickup scene was too beautiful to bear.

Over time, all the male students in the dorm building might mistakenly think they harbored some sort of feelings for him, which was why they thought about him day and night in their dreams. Wouldn't they all start making advances toward him?

Hiss!

Friendship would instantly turn rotten.

Zhu Zhengwei panicked and deeply reflected on himself.

"From now on, I need to find a way to change directions. I can't keep using these beasts for the same experiments."

"Even if I dream, I should change locations and visit dreams in the girls' dormitory building."

"If I switched to girls, then beautiful women on the road might say one after another, 'Hey, classmate, have we met somewhere before?'"

"I wouldn't mind that."

He was lost in his messy thoughts.

"Roll call is starting."

Soon, the white-haired old professor began lecturing at the front.

A group of students beside him were slacking off. Zhu Zhengwei secretly started browsing the internet on his phone as well, spending the entire morning looking up information about dreams.

Only at that moment did he truly realize how bizarre his power was.

Supernatural ability: Dream Sight.

Across countless novels and mythological tales, it seemed like an utterly ordinary, commonplace ability.

Yet in reality, "soul consciousness" was an unexplored wasteland that humanity had been unable to understand from thousands of years ago to modern science.

Throughout the thousands of years of Historical Civilization, humanity had never given up researching the phenomenon of "dreams."

It involved the deepest mysteries humanity most wanted to explore: conscious activity, the mind, and the soul.

It involved the deepest activities of the human brain and concealed fears rooted deep within one's genes.

From China's widely known Duke of Zhou's Book of Dreams, hailed as a strange masterpiece of mysticism, to Freud's modern-era The Interpretation of Dreams, another book in the field of dreams praised as "a book that changed history" and "an epoch-making immortal masterpiece,"

The Interpretation of Dreams stood alongside Darwin's On the Origin of Species and Copernicus's On the Revolutions of the Heavenly Spheres as one of the books that brought about humanity's three great intellectual revolutions of their era.

In a sense, the three represented three directions through which the human species explored all things in the world.

The origin of human soul consciousness,

The origin of human flesh and physique,

Humanity's exploration of the external world,

Soul, flesh, environment.

These were precisely the three fields humanity's scientists explored.

While the origin of species and celestial movement had both seen major breakthroughs, progress in the realm of the human brain, spirit, and will remained slow.

This "spiritual" supernatural ability before him was indeed absurd. It concerned humanity's exploration of consciousness and the soul.

In a sense, his ability was like wildly dancing atop the cerebral cortex where humanity's unconscious activities took place.

Zhu Zhengwei first tried making a post online, asking indirectly and circuitously:

"If I could see other people's souls, what kind of experience would that be?"

Replies came quickly.

"What a simple question. My grandmother told me the answer when I was little: dogs can usually see filthy things humans can't see, like souls."

"So your wonderful experience, sir, would naturally be eating shit."

"+1"

"+2"

"One world, one grandmother."

Heh.

Close the forum, preserve IQ.

In truth, Zhu Zhengwei had not held much hope from the start that he would find answers online, so he decided to explore on his own again.

"I appear to be seeing other people's dreams, but perhaps I'm actually seeing their souls. Could this be the Divine Sense mentioned in Taoism?"

As Zhu Zhengwei organized his thoughts, the corners of his mouth gradually lifted.

People said that ideals shone into reality.

Here, dreams shone into reality.

"And I discovered something even more interesting."

"I seem to be able to connect everyone's dreams together and form an enormous Dream World."

"Other people's dreams are false, but mine are real! If countless dreams form a world, then to me, perhaps it would be no different from a vast real world."

Perhaps it could be called:

Mobile Dream Network?

Leaning over his desk in the classroom, Zhu Zhengwei stared at the sunlight outside the window, stunned by the boldness of this thought.

He suddenly felt that it was utterly unbelievable.

But no matter what, now that he possessed this supernatural ability, he—someone educated by science—was using his own logic to dance in this forbidden realm of the gods, launching a fierce charge into the dream domain of the soul!