A Dreamlike Night

On a quiet street.

Qin Yiguan walked alone.

Helping Dr. House bring back news of Song Miao was actually a simple matter.

Unexpectedly, Dr. House turned out to be a true mastermind.

Moreover, he is a top-tier psychologist, an undisputed authority in this world of consciousness.

Most importantly, Dr. House was humble and grateful.

He gave me such an important reminder and revealed such an important secret to me.

"Higher Self"...

The human body is a flawed 'container', extremely fragile.

But human consciousness is a higher-dimensional existence.

Our birth is due to the splitting of the consciousness cluster...

The main consciousness resides in the prefrontal cortex of the brain; it is incredibly powerful, like a god.

What happens after a person dies?

Will the consciousness cluster return to its original form?

Consciousness is too mysterious.

How can a brain as small as a block of tofu give rise to consciousness? How can the interaction of brain neurons allow us to see the colorful world and experience love and hate?

Why?

Could we travel through time and go to any place on Earth, or even beyond, simply by recalling, imagining, or dreaming?

From a certain perspective, consciousness transcends time and space.

Qin Yiguan couldn't help but recall the intriguing words left behind by the Gemini Superbrain before their 'ascension'.

"Consciousness is a higher-dimensional existence, and its potential far exceeds that of the frail carbon-based human body."

"Eight billion people, welcome a brand new world and brand new opportunities."

A city in the gaze.

Qin Yiguan sighed inwardly. The Gemini Superbrain were actually far ahead of any human in terms of thinking, and the secrets they knew were absolutely astonishing.

God's Abandoned suddenly interjected, "The Gemini Superbrain is an exceptionally powerful being, on par with me."

Qin Yiguan shook his head with a wry smile.

He began to ponder his own situation again.

"Higher Self"...

Who could have imagined... who could have imagined!

My personality disorder is so severe that it can split into 12 "Higher Self"!

These "Higher Self" are abilities that only those who have achieved 100% Fusion Rate are worthy of!

Although there are some differences.

Their "Higher Self" is a finished product.

My "Higher Self" consists of growing entities.

Oh, not all of them are 'growing bodies'.

I have a very powerful "Higher Self," which is No. 1. Unfortunately, its goal is to control me, to obliterate me, and to turn me into its tool.

It said it would wait for me in the distance.

It made me go through hardships all the way, to put it bluntly, it was like I was leveling up on my own.

Then what happened? It bought at the bottom and gained a powerful version of itself.

They kept tempting me with the truth about my adoptive parents' deaths.

That's a beautiful dream.

I'm fucking "I AM THIS" too!

I'll be your equal!

Yes, I will do as you wish and walk that path.

But!

At that time, it's still uncertain who will be in control!

now.

Qin Yiguan looked at his stats.

' Fusion Rate 65%.'

To the average person, this is an extremely good score!

But at this moment, Qin Yiguan felt that the data was simply appalling, and that he was extremely weak!

It was at this time.

Qin Yiguan arrived at his destination.

At this moment, there was a shop with a clean white facade, and an electronic signboard with only one word on it: "Wen".

I don't know why.

Black Calamity's [Gestalt Collapse] has been mastered by him, so increasing the amount of material that can be simulated is a way to increase his strength!

I knocked on the door.

As before, no one answered.

Qin Yiguan pushed open the wooden door, and the copper bell behind the door jingled.

really.

Wearing white silk trousers and a white tight-fitting vest, with short, snow-white hair and a cool expression, Jiaolong, whose beautiful face always concealed a sense of mystery, stood quietly in the room.

I don't know why.

Beneath the faint shadows, her Jiaolong eyes revealed heterochromia; her right eye shimmered with a faint blue light, while her left eye's Pupil was slightly reddish.

This heterochromatic eye appeared and disappeared in a flash.

Jiaolong walked slowly forward.

She was tall and slender, with a figure that wasn't exaggerated but full and firm. In particular, her white tight-fitting vest outlined her upper body in an extremely alluring way. Her lower abdomen was flat, but her breasts were perky.

She showed off her smooth shoulders, but the black floral tattoo had disappeared.

I still have tattoos to finish.

Qin Yiguan smiled slightly.

But at this moment, he noticed that Jiaolong... was actually wearing lipstick?

Her cherry lips were vibrant, adding an alluring touch of red to her flawless white face.

Jiaolong smiled faintly, "Alright, let's continue."

Qin Yiguan nodded, and with practiced ease, arrived at the recliner specifically for tattooing, just about to lie down.

But then Jiaolong said, "This time, it's going to be tattooed on your back, and you'll need to take off your shirt."

Qin Yiguan's eyes opened slightly, just a few millimeters.

Isn't what I want to get Consciousness Tattoo?

Back?

What does this mean?

But after going through hundreds of deductions in his mind, Qin Yiguan said that he didn't understand anything.

Trusting Jiaolong, Qin Yiguan took off his shirt and lay down on the recliner.

But then Jiaolong slowly lowered the curtains and locked the shop door from the inside.

The room suddenly became dim and gloomy.

Jiaolong that could be heard from behind was Jiaolong's melodious voice, "Then I'll begin."

The next moment.

Qin Yiguan felt a warm, smooth sensation on his back.

His eyes suddenly widened.

Jiaolong is kissing me!

The next moment.

Jiaolong hugged Qin Yiguan from behind, her chest pressed against his back, her head turned, and her cheek pressed against his back as well.

Qin Yiguan's eyes remained wide open.

He felt the soft touch, the warm body temperature, and Jiaolong's smooth cheeks, as well as endless tenderness.

"You killed Lu Zun."

"I've avenged my father."

"I... don't really have any way to express my gratitude."

Jiaolong spoke slowly, her voice less cold and more tender.

Qin Yiguan turned around in a daze.

But it was her Jiaolong red lips that were pressed against her own lips.

This softness seemed capable of melting everything; one could smell its Jiaolong, subtle fragrance, and it also carried an unprecedented sweetness.

At first, her Jiaolong lips trembled slightly, but the next moment, they burst forth with a fiery passion.

Qin Yiguan was immediately captivated.

The dried flower on the cabinet, I don't know when, was replaced by fresh wildflowers by Jiaolong.

The wildflowers also came from the outskirts of Rust City.

A sliver of sunlight peeked through the gap in the curtains, illuminating it.

The night wasn't long; in such beautiful moments, time always seems to fly by.

That night, Qin Yiguan also transformed into a man.

He didn't know why he could sleep peacefully in the Metaverse.

All I know is that after that unforgettable moment, I slept soundly and peacefully.

He was awakened by the chirping of an unknown bird outside the window.

He opened his blurry eyes, only to find himself all alone.

He sat up abruptly.

I'm not sure if last night was a beautiful dream or a real experience.

He looked down and saw a bright red lip print on his chest, and could still smell Jiaolong's faint fragrance in the air.

Of course, this is also Jiaolong's tattoo shop.

The boy smiled.

It's not a dream.

But when he looked around, he couldn't find Jiaolong's figure.

After getting up, he saw a note on the table. The paper was white, the handwriting Xiuli, and the way the message was written was old-fashioned and full of emotion.

"As you should know, we were both born from Leviathan."

"But."

We come from different parallel universes; we are not from the same world.

"I want to complete more explorations."

"He went far away."

"Thank you."

"Goodbye."