Situ's inspiration likely came from this cave.
But if Situ was merely a discoverer, then who was the original creator of this dream?
Creating such a Group Dream Realm would take many years and consume a great deal of Mental Power.
The creator of a dream must be very familiar with the local geography in order to create a dream that blends seamlessly with its surroundings.
He must clearly outline the structure and rules of the dream, leaving no room for ambiguity; otherwise, newcomers will not be able to easily enter the dream, let alone experience a truly Real-Scene Dream.
After the first dream appears, people must continuously enter, expanding and extending the dream based on the first dream, like a beehive. Once the entire structure is formed, the dream is very difficult to collapse, and the original designer can leave the dream at will.
But who would create such a massive, uninhabited Group Dream Realm in the remote mountains of Southern Yunnan, near the border between the two countries? What other purpose could it serve besides driving people insane for drug trafficking, like the Medicine Granny"?
To escape from this dream world, you must understand its rules (https://www. hetushu. com. com) and find the bugs within them.
Du Juan must have discovered a bug in some rule of this dream space, which is why she can enter and exit freely.
The person who created such a dream space could not possibly leave no back door; otherwise, not only would others be trapped inside, but even he himself might be trapped when the dream became too vast.
God created the world and has never left it, because the world He created is too perfect.
This dream couldn't have been created by God, so it's definitely not perfect.
The question is, where is this backdoor?
The Han Laizi family next to them fell silent, whether they were frightened by what had just been in the water or had finally resigned themselves to their fate, it was hard to tell.
Just then, a hazy white light emanated from the cave again.
Du Juan stumbled in, muttering, "Impossible! Impossible... How could this be..."
She rushed to Qingmu's cage and shook it hard twice. "Hey—did you do something to it? Get out here!"
Qingmu was baffled. "You're the one who locked me in here. If you don't let me out, how am I supposed to get out?"
Du Juan was still frantically shaking the iron door of the cage, trying to open it. "It must be you! Otherwise, why would this happen?"
She shook it for a while and found that the iron cage didn't move, so she ran to the mad beggar's cage next to her and tried shaking it. The mad beggar remained quiet. He first glanced at Qingmu, and then looked at Du Juan as if she were a Madman.
The Du Juan ran to Han Laizi's cage and shook it. Han Laizi sat on the ground, his back against the iron bars, his head tilted to the side, looking as if he were dead.
When Du Juan found the cages secure, she became even more hysterical, yelling at Qingmu, "What have you done? Why are there Japan outside?"
"What? Japan?" Qingmu seemed to have thought of something, but found it unbelievable.
"We can't get out of the gate, it's full of Japan soldiers, we can't get out..." Du Juan was so anxious she was pacing around in circles.
Qingmu reminded him, "Calm down. Use the rules and abilities you know to open the cage and let me out."
"It's no use, I can't open it, I can't do anything." Du Juan's voice was almost choked with tears.
"Do you have a key or something?" Qingmu thought that since it was Real-Scene Dream, if he had a key, he could open the cage. If the cage in reality opened, the cage in his dream would also open simultaneously.
"Yes, yes, the key! We have the key!"
The Du Juan muttered to itself as it wandered aimlessly through the cave, finally stopping in a distant corner. There lay four people on the ground, one of whom was Han Bo.
Du Juan found a large bunch of keys linked together with iron rings on Han Bo's body, then stumbled back and tried to use the keys to unlock the Qingmu cage. But unfortunately, there were too many keys, and she couldn't get it to work no matter how many times she tried.
Seeing her trembling, and noticing that she had tried several keys repeatedly, Qingmu shook his head and said, "Don't rush, take it one step at a time."
Du Juan completely ignored him, irritably tossing down her keychain and plopping down. Although the underground river's water level was low, there was still some water where she sat, but she seemed oblivious, only repeating, "How is this possible? How is this possible..."
Qingmu had witnessed Du Juan's Mental Power firsthand. Even when Qingmu had forced her into two layers of dreams, she still managed to escape with a sliver of clarity. How could someone like that become so neurotic just because she couldn't leave the cave for a while?
There is only one possibility—her consciousness was impacted by Mental Power far stronger than herself.
What exactly happened outside?
Just then, the light inside the cave suddenly brightened.
Qingmu looked up and noticed that many square spotlights had appeared on the cave walls at some point, one every five or six meters, connected by a thick black wire that extended into the winding depths of the cave.
The cave was very spacious, with several huge stone pillars hanging down from the ceiling. An underground river, about three meters wide, meandered along one side of the cave, with many iron cages hanging on the rock walls along the river. At this time, the water was as shallow as a stream, with some small fish swimming around in it.
A man dressed in rags and dirtier clothes than a mad beggar ran desperately along the river, looking back as he ran. When he passed Qingmu's cage, he visibly paused, whether because he saw Qingmu or because of the Du Juan sitting in the water.
Then a gunshot rang out, and the man fell to the ground, a bloody hole appearing in his back.
The echoes of the gunshots reverberated through the cave, making one's eardrums throb.
Several Japan soldiers carrying Type 38 rifles ran out from the depths of the cave, muttering something under their breath.
They were speaking Japan, and strangely enough, Qingmu understood them. He didn't know why he could understand them, as he had never studied Japanese in his memory.
Where are they?
The Japan soldiers quickly spotted the injured man lying in the water and rushed over.
Because of the Type 38 rifle's strong penetrating power, although the bullet hit his back, it didn't stay inside his body and didn't cause fatal damage. The man was still alive, desperately crawling forward on the ground. Not far in front of him were Qingmu's cage and Du Juan was still sitting in the water, looking lost.
Several Japan soldiers raised the bayonets on their rifles and plunged them into the man's body. Blood flowed into the stream, staining a large area red.
"I told you not to run!" The Japan soldier seemed unsatisfied and stomped on the corpse a few more times.
"Hey? There's a woman here!" A Japan soldier spotted Du Juan.
"Wow! Beautiful Chinese girls!" Their eyes gleamed with the light of hungry wolves.
Several Japan soldiers rushed forward to seize her, Du Juan curled up, gripping the iron cage with both hands, and struggled desperately. "Let me go! Let me go!"
But at this moment, she was just an ordinary, slightly neurotic, beautiful woman; in the eyes of the wolves, she was nothing more than a tender little lamb.
She was quickly seized by the Japan soldiers, who took her away like a sheep.
One of the Japan soldiers noticed Qingmu and said to the others, "Hey, this guy seems a bit strange!"
One of the soldiers, gripping Du Juan's thigh, said impatiently, "Why worry about so much? She can't escape from the cage!"
The Japan soldier glanced at Qingmu suspiciously again, but still followed the others.