Peter's consciousness was still drifting upward, but on the surface of his body lying on the simple little bed, especially on his head, a red-gray light emerged through his trembling eyelids.
This light appeared out of thin air without any trace of movement. When Peter's consciousness began to drift upward, it appeared in Peter's mind without any warning.
It first turned around in Peter's mind, dyeing Peter's dreams with the same color, as if it was confirming his identity and leaving some imprint.
Then, it crossed the boundary between reality and reality and appeared directly in the depths of Peter's brain. Based on this, it quickly spread to his whole body, and light came out from the surface.
The light was very weak, as if a match was lit far behind through several layers of thick frosted glass.
If you don't look carefully, it's easy to overlook the past.
Anyway, Bucky, who was only one meter away from Peter, was not awakened by the light.
"Where am I?"
"Am I not sleeping?"
"Could this be my dream?"
"How could I have such a strange dream?"
Peter's consciousness finally stopped floating upward. After breaking through a layer of seemingly non-existent film, his consciousness sank suddenly. His hazy consciousness was suddenly awakened by the falling feeling.
He raised his head and glanced left and right, and a harmonious and beautiful picture suddenly came into view.
On the flat land, there were green grass and tall trees. There were cattle and sheep walking quietly and grazing, chickens running and pecking leisurely, pigs swaying their heads on the ground, a few horses with shiny fur and trotting forward with their hooves, and a few cute cats squatting on the grass and tilting their heads to look at him.
It's not uncommon to dream about these things, and the same images can be seen on some of United States's farms.
What's strange is that these things all look so perfect, as if they have been modeled with the most exquisite 3D, and are rendered with top-notch colors, light and shadow, and each color is extremely vivid.
Even the transition between each color is as clear as if it were painted.
All in all, it's so perfect that it doesn't look like something that really exists in the real world, but should appear on a piece of art that an artist puts in a display case.
"It's so beautiful!"
Peter walked forward with admiration on his face and tried to pet the animals.
With this movement, there was a solid touch under his feet, and he could even clearly feel the contraction of every muscle in his body. Peter's pupils shrank, and he immediately realized something was wrong. How could there be such a real feeling in a dream?
He immediately took a deep breath tentatively, and the fragrance of vegetation instantly penetrated his nose.
Peter was shocked, but he squatted down without giving up, wanting to pull off a handful of grass and observe it carefully.
As a result, he just exerted a little force, and the emerald-green grass blades collapsed in a burst of square particles, leaving a few unidentifiable seeds suspended above the ground.
This abnormal phenomenon made Peter think, "I was shocked. I thought this was not a dream. It seems that I have overthought it. How could the grass dissipate out of thin air among the square particles and leave behind magical seeds that can be suspended?"
Peter breathed a sigh of relief and immediately reached out and grabbed a few seeds in his hands.
A clear grainy feeling came from his hands, but Peter was unmoved. He just thought that the information transmitted to him by this dream through his brain was too real, making him blur the dream and reality.
Peter straightened up and continued walking forward. All the animals just looked at him, and no one stepped back. They continued walking and eating grass.
He petted these animals one by one.
The real touch of cats, cows, sheep, pigs, horses, and chickens, either supple or soft, made him feel a burst of pleasure.
But he couldn't let him doubt again whether this was a dream.
After walking a few hundred meters, Peter finally saw something different. He saw an exquisite wooden house and a huge shelf next to the wooden house.
"Show me what I could dream about here?"
Peter's curiosity was completely aroused, and his pace unknowingly accelerated a lot.
After a while, he came to the wooden house.
He first looked inside the wooden house through the open wooden door. There was a table, a few chairs, a few boxes, and a small bed that looked very soft. It was very simple, one could even say shabby.
A little disappointed, Peter had no choice but to come to the wooden house and look at the things on the shelf.
"Huh!?"
Peter With just such a sweep, the doubts in my heart emerged uncontrollably again.
Because, he saw a lot of things that even he himself could not remember the details of, and there were also some things that he had never seen before, but all the details were clearly displayed.
He saw the same shield of Steve, various armors of Tony and a cool mechanical version of the armor with a cape and a metal face of Tony, and saw Barton's bow and arrow, Natasha's Widow's Bite, Thor's identical model Mjolnir, and his spider suit, all scaled down.
I also saw miniature figures of Stryker, Thanos, Black Order Five... Four Generals, Nebula, Kaecilius, Apocalypse, Cloning... and so on.
There is even an exquisite and domineering spaceship figure on the shelf, which is the car of Thanos, Dark Sanctuary.
In addition, he also saw four eggs with strange patterns.
The details of these things were too clear and exquisite, so real that he could not find any illusion or blur that belonged to dreams.
Peter felt panicked. Recalling what he saw and heard along the way, a thought became stronger and stronger. He could no longer deceive himself, so he had to accept. "This is definitely not a dream!"
What shocked him even more was that he suddenly thought of something that he had subconsciously ignored - since arriving here, he had never thought of taking a look at the sky.
What's even more strange is that even if he doesn't look up, he should be able to see some details in the sky, but when he recalls, he can't remember anything.
Now, he thought of this, but his brain, his instinct, and every part of his body were resisting and warning him - don't look up!
His eyes wanted to glance upward, but his head instinctively wanted to lower his head. As he pulled and pulled, Peter felt his whole body stiff and unable to move at all.
If Li Ge were here, they would definitely marvel at the keen instinct of Peter.
Among the Chaos Redstone in the sky, there is the purest Chaos Power except Chaos Stone between Li Ge's eyebrows.
If Peter, who only has the consciousness to come here, dares to look directly at Chaos Redstone, mountains and seas of rule information will be poured directly into his consciousness. There is a high possibility that his consciousness will be completely assimilated by Chaos Power or even explode. From then on, his body in the real world will become a living dead with Soul Stone unconsciousness.
What's more, the consciousness of Li Ge is still sleeping, and there is no deliberate suppression of the emission of Chaos Power in Chaos Redstone. Chaos Redstone, which is running automatically, does not care about the connection between Peter and Li Ge.
As long as Peter dares to look at it, it will dare to drink it.
Huge fear and strong emotional fluctuations made Peter's solid consciousness no longer able to maintain its solid consciousness under the influence of Chaos Power that appeared out of thin air in his body. It suddenly collapsed, and Peter's consciousness suddenly fell into endless darkness.
"Ah--!"
"Huchi... Huchi... Huchi..."
In the cave, Peter screamed and sat up from the bed, his chest heaving violently, his face covered in cold sweat, and he was panting like an ox.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was already dawn outside the cave, and a faint white light shone in through the blocked branches and leaves.
Peter subconsciously looked in the direction of Bucky. The bed was empty. He must have gone out to exercise, but it didn't wake him up.
"The feeling in the dream is too real!"
Peter, who was still frightened, completely lost his sleepiness, and put his hands on the edge of the bed to stand up.