Don't follow the rules

Chapter 495: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Part )

Number One and Little White Boat didn't understand Ning Yao's pretense of being profound. They just looked up at the sky in the direction of his finger with a confused look on their faces. Seeing this, Ning Yao didn't bother to keep them in suspense anymore.

"As I said before, this dream core is just a small space between two worlds. It has no reasonable ecosystem for circulation, and it cannot generate energy on its own. It operates directly by absorbing energy radiation from both sides. Even if it can occasionally capture one or two unlucky people who get lost here, the energy it provides is just enough to fill the gaps between teeth."

"So theoretically speaking, the gap is not suitable for the presence of a boss guarding the gate, because - we can't afford to support it here."

Ning Yao pointed at the dead fish eye in the sky: "So this being observing us can basically be determined to be a non-local BOSS. It's either Du Jingxiu who left it to monitor us, or..."

He emphasized: "It is Chunyu's projection."

"Who?" asked the little white boat.

Number One bypassed Little White Boat's confusion and said confidently, "So this dead fish eye is Chunyu."

Ning Yao almost choked on his saliva and was speechless for two seconds before he came to his senses: "So what I said was in vain?"

No. 1 said indifferently: "Old Deng, do you know that you are talking to a kid with a first-grade education? Can you please speak in a simple and straightforward way so that it is understandable to all ages?"

"You usually act like a big shot, but now you realize you're a child..." Ning Yao muttered indignantly, but still adjusted his wording.

"To put it simply, this dead fish eye could be a surveillance camera left by the alliance. Or it could be Chunyu's... shadow."

Number One and Little White Boat finally understood this time: "So we need to trace Chunyu's true self based on this shadow."

Ning Yao paused and said, "Chun Yu is definitely unable to maintain a complete human form now, so don't even think about meeting him directly in the dream core. But through the projection of this dead fish eye, we can probably guess that Chun Yu may exist in some kind of 'fish'-related image."

Fish-related imagery?
Number One grabbed the side of the boat and looked down.

Ning Yao: "Don't try to catch fish by sticking to the boat. We still have to take the initiative to attack."

"Tsk." Number One sat back in the boat impatiently.

Little White Boat laughed: "It's okay, it's okay. Although I don't seem to be able to keep up with the rhythm, I understand the general meaning. It's just about finding fish. I'm good at this."

Number One didn't believe it: "Isn't your hometown Egypt? How can there be fish in the Styx? There should only be mummies, right? By the way, dried fish are not considered fish."

"Who are you looking down on, you little brat?" the little white boat grumbled. "I am also a boat after all. It is a basic skill to sense the presence of fish schools in the waves."

"Then it's up to you." Number One lay down on the deck. "I'm sleepy, take a nap."

"Open your eyes, don't sleep, No.1!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you are too lazy!"

Everyone on the boat was crying out in panic.

"It's so noisy." Number One covered his ears.

Ning Yao was speechless: "I can only see the scene of the dream core with the help of your eyes. How can I observe the surrounding environment with your eyes closed? If there is any danger, how can I protect you in the first place?"

Number One opened his eyelids a little and said, "It's so troublesome. That's it. You can watch it if you want."

Ning Yao, who was not good at parenting, sighed helplessly, and fluttered like a maggot. The cell phone slipped out of his pocket, floated in the air, and quickly moved towards his mouth.

Ning Yao used voice to wake up the mobile assistant.

"Hello, I'm here."

"Play "Zhenxing City on the Tip of the Tongue"."

"High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods. After a busy day, Chef Chen is preparing to make the dough for the hand-pulled pancake..."

No. 1 suddenly opened his eyes wide, and sat up straight, his nostrils slightly dilated, as if he had smelled the aroma of the pancake. Driven by the powerful background music of "A Bite of China", Little White Boat No. 1 finally returned to its best search and rescue state.

At this time, some time has passed since they entered the dream core. Little White Boat No. 1 has gradually moved away from the building that initially looked like a school, but the surrounding area has not become deserted. Instead, it has a tendency to gradually move closer to the city center.

"The floors are getting taller," said Number One, raising his little finger to point forward, "and there are skyscrapers!"

"It's still far from a skyscraper, but it's certainly tall, and in a very standard millennium style. I guess there's even a revolving restaurant on the top floor," Ning Yao exclaimed.

"This should be the most prosperous area in Dream Core."

But there is still no one here.

The road seemed to be busy, but all the cars were strangely stopped in the middle of the road, as if the whole world had suddenly pressed the pause button, and then all the humans living in it were pulled out, leaving behind such an empty shell of a city that seemed to still have some life.

"It doesn't look like there are any fish here," said Number One. "Based on my experience on cruise ships, we should go check out the aquarium."

"Don't mention the aquarium to me." The feeling of being stuffed to death by fish came back, making Ning Yao feel nauseous.

Number One quickly provided a new target: "Then the river? The pond? Or the vegetable market."

Little White Boat interrupted in confusion: "The vegetable market? Why not the flower and bird market or the antique street? There must be fish for sale there, and maybe there are rare species like golden arowana or arapaima. Fish of this level are more suitable for the protagonist, right?"

"The place you mentioned is too high-class and not suitable for the style of this story." Number One waved his hand. "This chapter focuses on 'Chun Yu's childhood when he had not seen much of the world.'"

"Ah? Is that so?" Little White Boat was stunned.

Ning Yao was not convinced: "Who are you saying has never seen the world?"

Number One: “You.”

Ning Yao: "That's not wrong..."

Little White Boat happily picked an idea that interested him from the previous proposals: "I want to see the river. The river in Menghe should be very special, right?"

Number One: "Let's go to the vegetable market!"

"Fuck you." Little White Boat was so angry that it was about to capsize again.

Ning Yao had a headache: "Forget it, forget it, Brother Jie, don't get angry with a child."

Number One, who had successfully made everyone unhappy, raised the corner of his mouth in victory. Not only did all the depression in his heart disappear, he even sat up straight, stood proudly at the bow of the boat, and directed the route of the little white boat.

"Watch the road, don't bump into other people's cars."

"I don't have eyes, how can I see the road?"

"Don't you signal when you turn?"

"Where can I get a signal light on a sailboat?"

"There's a pedestrian crossing ahead, slow down..."

"Enough!" Little White Boat went crazy. "There's no one here! Not even a hair. Slow down..."

The sound of the little white boat gradually weakened.

"See, I told you to slow down. Even though there's no one there, the crosswalk is still in use," said Number One earnestly.

On the deserted street, a group of turkeys lined up on the crosswalk, crossing the road strictly following the instructions of the traffic lights.

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