Anti! Source! Matter!

Inside the metal cocoon.

The boy in his pajamas sat on the ground.

Qin Yiguan was also sitting on the ground.

Both of them looked calm.

On the huge clock in front of us, the hands are spinning in circles, getting faster and faster, but they are all in the 'sleeping' zone.

"I won't wake up again. I don't want to hurt anyone again because of a dream spiraling out of control."

The boy in pajamas looked at the giant sleeping figure. "If I just keep sleeping and lock myself in my own dreams, it's like I'm sealing off my illness. It's like I'm... cured."

That brings us to this.

The boy in his pajamas actually showed a very reassuring smile.

This gave rise to a certain feeling about Qin Yiguan.

The pajama boy's abilities are equivalent to those of Dream General.

Like the Dishwasher, he had been trying to suppress his abilities because of some painful lessons from the past.

Each isotope is diseased, but their choices differ.

The boy in pajamas had a simple requirement for himself: he didn't want to burden anyone anymore.

"The older man brought me a lot of joy."

The boy in his pajamas suddenly laughed. "He doesn't know he's a dreamer, and he's been wholeheartedly weaving wonderful stories all these years, which I've thoroughly enjoyed."

then.

The boy in pajamas turned to look at Qin Yiguan, "Can we please not tell him the truth?"

"A captivating story is the uncle's dream, and he is my dream too."

The boy in his pajamas reflected, "In this restless world, beautiful dreams are precious, and no one has the right to destroy another's."

Qin Yiguan nodded slowly, then suddenly said, "Dreams are the reality of other parallel universes. Who knows, maybe there really is an uncle in countless Metaverse."

But then the boy in pajamas said, "The reason I can understand your existence, and the existence of the Metaverse, is because I am also a Qin Variants. The uncle's existence references my subconscious, so he can also understand all of this."

"But..."

The boy in pajamas smiled again. "I'm probably the most pathetic member of the entire Qin Variants. I don't want to go anywhere; I just want to sleep here. We met briefly, told each other the truth, but that's all. A long time has passed; farewell."

laugh...

The hatch of the metal cocoon opened, and Qin Yiguan slowly stepped out. The hatch then closed again.

He glanced back at the enormous metal cocoon.

The uncle couldn't fathom the secret within because the true master of this dream world lay dormant within it.

The middle-aged man had already run up to them, asking urgently, "Friend, what exactly is in there?!"

Qin Yiguan slowly turned around, "A top secret."

But then I saw the middle-aged man purse his dry lips, seemingly caught in a struggle within himself, wanting to say something but holding back.

Qin Yiguan slowly opened his mouth, "The secret is..."

"Stop."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his hand, his expression flickered for a moment, and after a slow sigh, he solemnly said, "The most fascinating part of a secret is the process of pursuing the answer. If you suddenly obtain the truth..."

The middle-aged man suddenly shook his head and smiled. "Friend, please keep it safe. For the rest of my life, I will perfect this secret myself."

Qin Yiguan smiled with relief, "Just as I thought, you are a truly innovative author with a strong desire to explore."

"Hahaha."

The middle-aged man scratched his head with his hand behind his back. "To be honest, I think this is the most basic bottom line: don't repeat yourself, and don't plagiarize others!"

Qin Yiguan, the Underworld, the Caregiver, and the lewd old man stood on the pure white ground, their backs against a huge metal cocoon.

"Three friends."

"You must have something to accomplish by suddenly visiting here, right?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Meeting me is quite an 'encounter,' so why don't you tell me about it? I might be able to help you!"

Qin Yiguan's spirits lifted.

The Boundless One placed himself here, and although it was by chance that he fell into the dream of a counterpart, the Metaverse number and coordinates were correct. This place is very likely to hide the Anti-Source Matter!

But then the Caregiver adjusted his hat. "Uncle, we're looking for something."

"Oh?"

The uncle chuckled again, "I write here, I construct everything, I know everything, I am omnipotent! Whatever it is, just say its name, and I'll make it appear before you in three seconds!"

Qin Yiguan and his two companions were overjoyed!

The author's promise was spot on!

Qin Yiguan, his eyes filled with anticipation, slowly said, "That thing is called Anti-Source Matter."

"Anti-Source Matter?"

The middle-aged man's nose was wrinkled, and his nostrils were pointing upwards. "I never wrote that stuff!"

Qin Yiguan: "..."

"But that's no big deal!"

"I'll just write one for you right now, won't that solve the problem!"

The man pulled a ballpoint pen from his pocket and looked at Qin Yiguan. "Brother, tell me briefly, what is that?"

Qin Yiguan hesitated for a moment before saying, "That should be some kind of metal... right?"

"Receive!"

But the uncle was impatient, and he brandished the carbon pen with style.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Anti-Source Matter fell from the sky.

Qin Yiguan and the other two lowered their heads in unison, only to see three large metal characters, each the size of a palm, placed on the ground in front of them: 'Anti', 'Source', and 'Quality'!

The Underworld's eye twitched. "Will this work?"

The middle-aged man grinned like a crooked dragon king, saying, "I'm absolutely certain that in this vast universe beneath our feet, this is the only ' Anti-Source Matter,' and there is no other!"

moment.

The Underworld held the "Anti-" power, the Caregiver held the "Source" power, and Qin Yiguan held the "Quality" power; all were lost in thought.

"Uncle, I think we should head back."

May your future stories be full of wonder, and may you be insightful and single-minded.

Qin Yiguan nodded to the uncle, then turned and walked away. After a few steps, he turned back and said, "I also want to express my gratitude on behalf of the lives you created."

There was originally some warmth in it.

But Qin Yiguan's expression faltered slightly.

But then the uncle pulled out a screwdriver and, biting his tongue, began prying open the metal cocoon.

They noticed Qin Yiguan staring at them.

The middle-aged man teleported closer, adopting a sanctimonious demeanor, "Ah, okay, goodbye."

Qin Yiguan shook his head, both amused and exasperated, and turned to walk away again, but after only a few steps, he suddenly turned back.

But the man was already perched atop the metal cocoon, holding a chainsaw in his hand.

"..."

Qin Yiguan chuckled again, waving from afar, "Goodbye, Uncle."

Within Subquark Space.

The Single Horn spun slightly on the crooked tree, and whenever it passed that fixed spot, it could see three large metal characters laid flat on the ground.

At this moment, the Single Horn's expression was a blend of two extremes: shock and confusion.

"Qin Yiguan."

Are you guys crazy?

"Is this the Anti-Source Matter you found?"

Could you be any more perfunctory?

"Never mind."

I'm tired.

"Destroy it."

"AKI! Where are you? Stop dawdling! Just destroy the world already, I can't take it anymore!"