I'm Not Crazy!
"Ugh... my head hurts so much!"
In a daze, Feng Xue gradually woke up from his dream. He rubbed his temples, feeling as if he had forgotten something.
But soon, his eyes Qingming, for he saw the ghostly hand lying dejectedly on the coffee table.
"Grass!"
Feng Xue's gaze focused on the back of Ghost Hand's hand, and the few words there sent a shiver down his spine.
It has to be said that the Ghost Hand is indeed reliable. Although he forgot the memories of the dream after leaving it, the hints he left on the Ghost Hand to remind himself were completely preserved.
The power of the Translation Konjac began to take effect; the simple code it temporarily compiled using linguistic knowledge was translated into sentences, which was actually a bug.
Under normal circumstances, even Translation Konjac cannot directly translate a code that lacks a reference. But this code was something Feng Xue came up with himself. In other words, the code was already in his own memory; he had just forgotten it.
As Phantom Object that has gone through this process, the Translation Konjac is equivalent to having a reference point, which naturally allows Feng Xue to understand the information that looks like a bunch of Garbled Code.
As for why the Ghost Hand didn't erase it... it's because the Ghost Hand is only omnipotent in the matter of "killing the streamer." In other words, since erasing the password wouldn't help in killing Feng Xue (the protagonist will remember it again when she sleeps, but she just won't remember it in reality, and the Ghost Hand can't kill the protagonist in reality), it wouldn't even bother to erase the password.
"I came up with three sets of hints, but I didn't expect the first one to work."
Feng Xue rubbed her face, waking herself from her slumber. Now that she understood the basic premise of this world, there was no need to think about the rest.
If dreams are so dangerous, why not just stay awake?!
Yes, Feng Xue's response was that simple and direct.
He took out his notebook and quickly wrote down everything he remembered. Although dream corruption had a corrupting mechanism, dying twice more wouldn't reach the critical point of being replaced. So, as long as he didn't enter the dream again, would that mean he wouldn't be corrupted anymore?
This would be difficult for a normal person, but for Feng Xue, Weird Tale who doesn't need sleep, it's an easy task.
He didn't even need to think about how to conquer the Dream World... well, mainly because he really didn't want to face those things that drained his sanity anymore.
Although the Needle Stab Phantom Object effectively suppressed that thing, Feng Xue, reflecting on the whole process, felt that he would probably have to fast for the next few months.
Vomit--
Well, just thinking about it for a moment, and not even being able to remember what it looked like, my body instinctively started to gag.
Feng Xue forced down two mouthfuls of water, trying to stop herself from thinking about those random things. She then took out the hardware she had bought earlier and started fiddling with her little gadget.
... Dream World...
"Ah, real life is so much more comfortable. Honestly, if only there were technology that could stop people from dreaming."
Snake Pupil, who had just woken up, muttered to herself as she walked out of the room. Because what happened yesterday was so devastating, she didn't even go home and went straight to sleep at the branch office.
Although she really wanted to sleep longer, in reality she was a complete idiot who didn't appreciate the value of everyday life. After getting off work, she collapsed onto the bed, sending her back to this devastating world.
"Don't even think about it. You won't remember anything from your dream once you wake up, not to mention that technological development in the Real World has been locked down." Hearing Snake Pupil's complaint, Needle Stab, who had already locked the two Phantom Object in the safe, put down the novel in his hand. Completely unlike his cold demeanor yesterday, he casually chimed in.
"Can't I even think about it?" Snake Pupil pouted, reached out to stroke the small gray snake coiled on her wrist, found a place to sit down, and said casually:
"By the way, has the classification of that Corrupted Creatures been determined?"
"It won't be that fast. The data has only just been sent back, and the comparison will take time. But regardless, with this scale of corruption appearing in such a small city, I'll probably be staying here for the next two months." Needle Stab shook his head, wanting to say something more, but suddenly heard a noise. Looking up, he saw the detective also coming out of the room, but compared to Snake Pupil, his expression was extremely excited, even bordering on fanatical.
Did you see that lightning?
"What lightning?" Needle Stab frowned, while Snake Pupil shook his head.
"It's just a bolt from the blue, what's so surprising?"
"No, I saw someone being struck by lightning while flying in the air!"
"Are you out of your mind from sleeping? I've never heard of dreaming within a dream." Snake Pupil rolled his eyes, looking completely bewildered, while Needle Stab seemed to realize something was amiss, and he frowned:
"When are you referring to the lightning? Is it the ability of the Corrupted Creatures? I didn't see it."
"It wasn't a dream, it was reality! This afternoon, just as it was getting dark, a bolt of lightning struck, with a loud crash!"
The detective was gesticulating wildly and incoherently; the Needle Stab pressed down on him, signaling him to calm down.
"My Main Body is in the provincial capital and I didn't see the lightning. Tell me what happened."
"Tribulation! Have you ever read any cultivation novels? You know, the kind where you stand in the sky and lightning suddenly strikes down!"
The detective waved his hand forcefully, as if imitating a bolt of lightning, and Snake Pupil sighed:
Are you reading a novel or watching a TV series?
"It's not a novel or a TV series, it's a real person! I saw it with my own eyes! He was wearing a Daoist robe and standing on Flying Sword. When the lightning bolt came crashing down, he pointed his finger, and the lightning was shattered by the sword!"
"..."
"..."
Snake Pupil and Needle Stab Thorn looked at each other, then Needle Stab said:
"Hey, didn't you say he was standing on a sword? But when he pointed, the sword went to strike lightning. Won't he fall down?"
"..." The detective paused for a moment, then said as if in a frenzy:
"Sword Immortal! Do you know Sword Immortal is? He carries two swords!"
"Did he use too many Obsession Item and get a backlash?" Snake Pupil looked at the bruise on the detective's forehead, then looked at Needle Stab with a serious expression. Needle Stab stroked his chin and said solemnly:
"His Obsession Item can be a mental burden, but this is the first time I've seen such a complete hallucination. I'll send a message to headquarters to see if there are any..."
"Hey! I'm not crazy! I'm serious! Someone really is undergoing tribulation!" The detective banged on the table in a frantic manner, but the expressions of the two men grew increasingly serious. Just as the atmosphere reached a tense standoff, the bedroom door in the corner was suddenly kicked open, and Qing Jin, who usually maintained a calm demeanor, rushed out of the bedroom, looking excited, and said:
"Did you guys see the lightning today? Someone was... uh, what kind of eyesight do you have?"