Onion

Mo Ling was traversing the Dream for the second time. The last time, Martin had led him through it.

To this day, he could not forget those words that had blotted out the sky at the very top of the Dream.

Martin's Bed inside the Cube had also accompanied him for a long time.

"I wonder where Martin is now..."

After being "deceived" by the Abyssal Hole and taught by Li Luo, Mo Ling was no longer so easy to fool.

He had also developed his own judgment regarding those bizarre Worldviews.

Yet Mo Ling had seen the words on Dream Layer 0 with his own eyes. He could not tell whether they were the true manifestation of some worldview or a false projection.

Things within the Abyss were difficult to explain. Even what one saw with one's own eyes might not be real. Perhaps there was something else behind those words...

Mo Ling now somewhat understood the humans of this world.

Faced with all kinds of ideological shocks, the best approach was to "believe none of it"—to sort those ideas into categories and treat them only as references, regardless of whether they were true.

They needed to keep developing their own civilization and technological systems, understand the world with their feet firmly on the ground, and hold fast to themselves amid the torrent of ideas.

This was also what the humans of this world had taught Mo Ling:

Witness. Doubt. Persevere.

The dazzling world bewitched the eye; all things rose and sank with the heart.

Dreamlike neon passed through the body; truth and falsehood, cause and effect, mattered not.

Hu Le's body was swept higher and higher by the Dream's storm, while the Doppelgangers before his eyes grew denser and denser. The world before him seemed to become