Dream Collapse

"This was another dream!"

The moment he realized it was a dream, everything around him became unreal. In his field of vision, familiar things suddenly began to melt, turning into colorful "syrup" that twisted and flowed outward.

"The dream is collapsing..."

Regaining awareness caused the dream to collapse. That had already been proven during his last visit to the dream.

Mo Ling had no time to dwell on the entangled consciousness. At this moment, whether it was his own consciousness or Old Ping's, both wanted to know the truth behind this Missing Persons Case.

He gritted his teeth and charged forward, shoving aside the crowds that had already begun to melt before reaching the electronic screen.

A Qing and Hu Le both turned to look at him, but their faces had already blurred into pools of thick, colorful sludge.

Mo Ling anxiously looked at the electronic screen, trying to make out its contents. Yet the screen was also a blur, flashing with colorful glare that made its words impossible to see.

He could only grab A Qing by the clothes, point at the electronic screen, and shout, "What does it say?! What does it say?!"

A Qing was somewhat bewildered, not knowing why "Old Ping" had suddenly become so agitated. Still, he looked at the electronic screen and read out its contents word by word.

"Dream doo-doo dee-dee da-da, jibber-jabber ba-ji gurgle-gurgle..."

A Qing seriously read the contents of the electronic screen, but "Old Ping" could no longer hear him. The dream's collapse had even affected the transmission of sound, warping those words into incomprehensible noise.

As A Qing read, he gradually stopped, seeming to have been stunned by what was on the electronic screen. He and Hu Le simply stared at the screen, frozen where they stood.

In Mo