Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 23 Falling deeper

Just like the white lead in the bottle.

From the moment he saw the distant dream, Bai Yue understood the meaning of this piece of inspiration.

It is the 'revelation' brought to mankind by the unknown, and it is also the memory in dreams that mankind cannot restore.

When people want to remember a dream, it is like fine sand clenched in the palm of their hands, and hazy memories quickly pass through the gaps, mysterious and distant.

Bai Yue touched the cotton-like inspiration with his hand, and asked, "What is the value of this thing?"

"It's not expensive, it's only about [-] to [-] Chinese dollars in the near future."

Lao Wen opened another bottle of Coke: "'Distant Dream' is a product mass-produced by Dayan's Beijing-based company 'Nanke County'. Their team has been stationed in the depths of nightmares for a long time, mining things related to dreams night after night. resources of inspiration.”

"It can also be regarded as an old friend of stowaways."

The black marketeer smiled slyly: "The characteristic of this thing is that it is easy to digest and allows the creator to reach the target deep world at a very 'fast' speed."

Bai Yue nodded. The young man pinched the struggling dream and put it into his mouth.

It tastes like it has no texture.

The rich fruity aroma melts in the mouth, and the world in front of the stranger begins to soften.

Bai Yue only felt that the hard tiles under his feet had turned into fragile thin ice, and there was nothing and darkness under the thin ice.

"Last question, you spent so many resources just to let me help spread the awareness of 'Lao Wen Grocery Store'..."

Bai Yue took the breathing mask handed over by the silver-haired girl and asked while testing the inhalation and exhalation valves.

"What does 'cognition' really mean to you?"

"This has to be understood from the beginning, let's make a long story short."

Lao Wen took off his sunglasses, revealing his scarlet vertical pupils.

He smiled and said: "To put it simply, you can think of 'inspiration' from the deep as things like dish soap, shower gel, Totole, or toilet cleaning liquid."

The silver-haired girl took a step forward and put her palm on Bai Yue's shoulder.

She said softly: "And for the creators who have stepped into the depths, it is water, cola, and miso soup. They will tolerate and digest inspiration."

Bai Shu shook his tail, and the lion cat yawned.

"The moment inspiration and the soul of the creator are completely intertwined, people will create a 'work' that contains a 'setting'."

Perhaps the distant dream affected Bai Yue's senses, and the young man could no longer tell who was answering his question now.

He saw thrilling cracks appearing one after another in the thin ice under his feet.

"The 'cognition' contributed by viewers, readers and listeners is the anchor and motivation that supports the work."

"Endless 'cognitions' finally come together, and the bubbles they blow out..."

The faces overlapped, and their responses were deafening.

"——This is the world we live in."

Bai Yue felt himself being pushed lightly.

"Mr. Bai, I'm sorry..."

"Have a good trip! Boss Bai!"

"Remember to bring some good goods back for me, meow."

Thin ice shatters.

The inner emotion required to digest distant dreams is 'an intense sense of weightlessness'.

In an instant, Bai Yue felt like he had turned into a water-filled rubber ball that was thrown off the cliff.The heavy and icy rain outside the window seemed to fall with him, and the breathing mask began to work, because the surrounding heavy rain had converged into a huge spiral current, and the stormy waves drove him into an even darker world.

Depth Level Lv.2 - Deep Sea.

The water surface became further and further away, and the undercurrent was still surging. There was a huge thing swimming around the boy in the darkness, and giant tentacles with no end in sight were stirring the vortex. Bai Yue exhaled bubbles from the filter, and he saw a large Eyes as big as an armored car suddenly opened next to him.

The roar of greedy surprise shook Bai Yue's eardrums through the water curtain, and a tentacle that could easily crush a three-masted sailboat approached.

The young man stretched out his hands forward and pushed open the wooden door reflected in the monster's pupils.

The angry and unwilling screams were instantly blocked by the door panel, but before Bai Yue could breathe a sigh of relief, he realized that he was rising.

To be precise, it is floating upwards irregularly in the dead and silent universe.

Depth level Lv. 3 - Star-Eating Universe.

The retro-looking steel carriage beneath him was slowly floating forward one by one. Bai Yue reacted and desperately grabbed the lever directly above the carriage.

When the young man stabilized his body, he turned around and saw that the wooden door he came from had been smashed into pieces by a passing celestial fragment.

Bai Yue couldn't hear a single sound. The abandoned train floated slowly above the broken star ring. The steam creation gradually fell apart, but the scattered fragments could not cover the remains of civilization.

At this time, the train is drifting past an abandoned space station.

The huge space station was now torn apart, and the inside of the core module was exposed to space. There were some broken spacesuits floating inside. Bai Yue saw that the front window of a spacesuit was full of cracks.

The magnificent and shocking nebulae in the universe are reflected outside the window, but what is stuck inside the window is a shriveled face.

Bai Yue only felt a little chilly. The train continued to move forward, but more wreckage appeared in front of the space station... Broken space capsules one after another announced the hopes that disappeared in the stars.

The train suddenly shook violently, and another piece of debris hit the carriage not far from Bai Yue.

The young man was so shocked that he let go of his hand. He and the wreckage were left in the lonely space. The train gradually moved away. But at the last moment, an abandoned space capsule was getting closer and closer to him. The door above Flashing with dazzling light.

The biting wind pushed open the metal hatch, and the deep universe was wiped out of color by the biting cold.

Depth level Lv.4 - Sacrifice to the sacred mountain.

A blizzard covered the sky, and Bai Yue fell down from the top of the cliff in embarrassment. He saw several people similar to himself climbing up the cliff of the snow-capped mountain.

They were carrying black boxes, wearing black robes and black hoods, and each of them had a breathing mask covering their face.

"Ha! I actually saw a colleague who fell from the upper level."

A stowaway made a surprised voice: "Good guy, he is still falling deeper, and he doesn't even have a teammate to look after each other. How brave he is."

"Don't waste your energy worrying about his life or death."

The leader said coldly: "We are about to ascend to another depth. We should all be prepared and keep an eye on the Klein's Box in our hands. Many readers in this world are waiting for this shipment. Woolen cloth."

"Eh? You're not mistaken about the financial owner, are you?"

My companion asked incomprehensibly: "Aren't our service targets this time the company's writers?"

"You have to understand that most writers are just tools to entertain readers. Even if they swallow a lot of inspiration and create complex and diverse works, they will eventually die faster than anyone else due to deep gravity, so they are not our gold. host."

The leader sneered: "In the end, the people we serve are essentially the group of never-satisfied 'readers'. It is because of their existence that the company will continuously produce a large number of new writers to be our new writers." financial resources."

"Is that so..."

Perhaps because of the cold wind, the companion only felt a little chill on the back of her neck. She tightened her collar, stopped talking, and followed the leader attentively.

Dogs are not good writers, she thought to herself, subconsciously looking back in the direction where her colleague fell.

The pale wind and snow completely blocked her vision, and she saw nothing.

(End of this chapter)