Don't follow the rules

Chapter 492: Haojiu Home City (Sixty-eight)
All units were ready, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Yao. Ning Yao unconsciously raised his chin and took a deep breath.

As I said before, he's about to start showing off.

Ning Yao raised his hands and muttered something silently. As he chanted, his fingertips began to glow slightly.

Then his fingers flew, as if forming an extremely complicated seal, and his hands finally froze into the shape of a flower. Then he turned around and stretched his hands towards Gao Yang at his side.

Gao Yang was confused and shocked: "Ah? What? Me? Ah?"

Ning Yao: "The second level of the flower rope."

"Oh oh oh!" Gao Yang understood immediately and quickly reached out to take it.

The moment the two people overlapped their hands, several white lines suddenly appeared, as if weaving the longitude and latitude of time and space, turning the invisible concepts into visible cracks.

The crack slowly opened under Ning Yao and Gao Yang's fingers, cutting a long wound out of thin air. Through the crack in the void, the scene inside could be vaguely seen.

Number One poked his head out and tried to look inside: "It doesn't look like the sea."

The solar sailboat shook proudly: "Don't worry, little one, I can do it by land, sea and air."

Ning Yao asked Gao Yang to keep moving and stand still, while he carefully stepped back a little and stretched the void crack like ramen noodles to a size that was large enough for the solar sailboat to pass through.

"Come on, let's go."
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very noisy.

There was a sudden explosion of cicada chirping in my ears.

Number One opened his eyes.

The humid air, carrying the dust of the past, swept towards No. 1 amid the noisy chirping of cicadas.

It was a midsummer noon, the scorching sun was steaming up the sultry moisture after the rainstorm, the little white boat was moored beside the rough concrete corridor, floating up and down gently, overhead was flourishing wisteria flowers, occasionally a little sunlight leaked through the scattered leaves, sporadically sprinkling on No. 1's face.

He narrowed his eyes in displeasure, leaned back slightly, and let the light spot flow down and stop on his hand.

Number One looked at his right hand, where he found a half-melted pudding ice cream. He sniffed it gently and found the sweet and creamy scent extremely tempting to a child's taste buds.

"Then I won't be shy~" Number One took a lick, his eyes instantly lighting up, "It's actually pretty good!"

"...Are you just going to eat it like this?" Ning Yao dialed the special channel between him and No. 1.

"They have all been delivered to me." Number One said confidently.

Ning Yao: "Okay, okay, eat, eat, and look for something while you eat."

Number One used his free left hand to pat the leisurely little white boat, and the boat sailed deeper into the wisteria corridor.

There was no mystery in the wisteria corridor, nor were there any endlessly repetitive traps, so they reached the end easily.

At the end of the corridor is the back door of the school, with a rickety iron fence half-hanging there, as if to cover up the truth, so that everyone can pass through easily.

There is a narrow dirt road outside, and on the side of the street there is a small shop with a plastic curtain. It may be a place frequented by children. The lower half of the curtain is covered with old sweat stains, and through the curtain you can see the buzzing oscillating electric fan inside.

But there was no one inside.

Number One searched the place carefully. The fan and the small TV were still working, and the door of the store was wide open, but there was no sign of anyone inside or outside.

I don’t know if it was because I was a little seasick, but all kinds of feelings began to be magnified. No. 1 seemed to feel a sense of confusion, loss, familiarity, alienation, and slight powerlessness.

The whole scene was blurry and distorted, but the memory was abnormally clear.

"I should have never been here before, right?" Number One was somewhat self-doubting. "How can you have such a memory from the last century when you are just a few months old?" Ning Yao mocked.

"Don't underestimate me, bastard." Number One gritted his teeth.

"Ahem." Ning Yao cleared his throat. "But it's normal that you feel familiar with them. These are not ordinary hallucination elements. These are [Dream Cores]."

"Dream core?" Number One repeated in confusion, "Is this the core of Chunyu's dream?"

“No.” Ning Yao paused, and the scene of Chunyu explaining the [Dream Core] to him seemed to appear in front of him. He continued to explain, “The Dream Core is not the dream itself. For you who are in it now, it is more like a feeling of dreaming.”

"These realistic yet unrealistic scenes, familiar yet weird, will make you involuntarily produce an illusion called 'childhood memories'." Ning Yao specifically placed emphasis on the word "illusion."

"Illusion?" Number One asked, following his words.

"You haven't experienced this scene in person, but you still feel familiar with it. This is the illusion created by the dream core."

"Be careful," Ning Yao reminded with a chuckle, "Don't get too absorbed in this. The Dream Core will capture new material, so don't let it assimilate you."

"As you saw just now, you can use the dream core to go back to your childhood in the millennium, but there is no one here anymore."

Number One understood: "Being captured by the Dream Core means becoming a part of these objects? If Chunyu is here, doesn't that mean he doesn't look like a human either?"

"I'm afraid... yes." Ning Yao said.

"The dream core is not a real dream. It is between reality and dreams. Now that I think about it, it is really the most suitable to act as the gap between the two worlds. But the properties of the dream core will make our search more difficult. We need to be mentally prepared."

"What kind of mental preparation?" asked No. 1.

Ning Yao: "Chun Yu is being expelled from this world. His presence is already extremely low. If he becomes an object and hides in this scene, it may be more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack."

Number One threw away Little Pudding's popsicle stick and clapped his hands: "I quit."

Ning Yao: "I knew it..."

But there is no one more suitable than No. 1 to search and rescue in the Dream Core. If any of them were in the same situation, they would be assimilated the moment they entered the Dream Core. In addition to his zombie physique, No. 1 also has the advantage of not having experienced the millennium. He can withstand the invasion of the Dream Core better than others.

Most of these adults actually have childhood memories presented in their dreams, and they are often very easy to resonate with them.

Resonance in the dream core is dangerous.

Now I can only try my best to coax this uncooperative child.

Ning Yao: "Hand-grabbed pancake monthly card."

Number One: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Ning Yao: "Annual pass, plus a box of Swiss rolls."

Number One: "Hmph, then I'll just have to take another look."

The little white boat slowly backed out of the convenience store, turned around and set sail again.

"In order to reduce the impact of the dream core on you, try to avoid direct contact with the dream core during the search and do not get off the boat." Ning Yao warned.

"Why don't you wait until I die? What's the point of the little pudding I just ate?" Number One frowned.

"You are a greedy boy."

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