I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 6 The Peaceful Life

Wu Shuang opened the curtains, stretched out in the sunshine, and then stared at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance in a daze.

Everything in the dream was still vivid in his mind. He still remembered the terrifying god from the deep sea, as well as the people and things on the luxury cruise ship. He could even recall the recoil when the gun was fired, and the smell of blood mixed in the smoke. .

If he hadn't sat up in bed after waking up, he would have even doubted whether this was something he had actually experienced.

A dream so real that people can't distinguish reality.
Wu Shuang looked at his hands and laughed. In the dream, he was a hero challenging the gods. In reality, he was a young man in the late second grade of high school. This huge gap made him a little melancholy. However, heroes need to sacrifice, so it is better to be an ordinary person. Young people who are smart are better.

"Wake up! It's seven o'clock, it's time for breakfast!"

The cries of menopausal women exploded outside the door like thunder.

That was his mother, knocking on the door at seven o'clock every day, even more punctual than the alarm clock.

Wu Shuang suppressed her surging heart, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, took a look at it, and then fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling aimlessly, without any desire to move.

Compared to the ups and downs in his dream, his life in reality was calm and boring.

As a college student on vacation, his current situation at home can be described in one word - people hate dogs.

His mother's tender love only lasted for the first two days when he came back, and then it quickly evolved from a mother's kindness to her son's filial piety, to a state of annoyance. Now, no matter how she looked at him, she felt displeased, and he had to be remarked upon every time he passed by.

Jingle bell~
The alarm clock rings at seven o'clock.

Wu Shuang raised his hand and pinched it off, still lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze, debating whether to sleep for a while longer or get up now.

But his mother's roar made him finally choose to get up.

"Get up and have breakfast! If you don't eat, you'll be cold! After breakfast, go downstairs and do some activities! Don't stay at home all day, you'll be wasted! You won't bring a few textbooks back to study, just stay at home and play on the computer all day. Nothing to do”

He put on his pants and opened the door. His mother-in-law was still chattering in the kitchen.

Wu Shuang, who has extensive experience in dealing with this, just ignores it and goes in one ear and out the other. If it doesn't work, you can also do the other way around.

And now, all he can think about is the dream from last night.

After gradually recovering from the dazed state when he first woke up, he found this dream more and more strange.

Logically speaking, after waking up, you should quickly forget everything in the dream, even if it is a lucid dream in which you know you are dreaming. At most, you will remember some feelings.

But he could remember every detail of the dream clearly.

Even if it was the pain of each death, looking back now, he would feel a phantom pain all over his body, as if he had actually experienced it.

Wu Shuang silently picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and watched the news.

If that dream was true, it would definitely be mentioned on the news, and that unspeakable terrifying god would be an excellent headline.

But he flipped through several channels and didn't see similar news.

The world was as peaceful as ever, no different from what he had known for more than ten years.

Of course, it is also possible that the world he saw was just the side that belongs to ordinary people, but in fact, there is another side of this world that is unknown to most people. In this side, there is the unspeakable evil god in the legend, He has dazzling extraordinary power and his magnificent dream.
However, that is not something that an ordinary person like him can explore.As soon as he put down the remote control, Wu Shuang was about to pick up the buns on the table and take a bite when he saw his mother walking out of the kitchen with two hard-boiled eggs in her hand. After seeing the news being broadcast on the TV, she looked suspiciously Looked over.

"You actually still watch the news?"

"That's what I'm saying. Your son doesn't just know how to play games." Wu Shuang complained speechlessly.

Then I saw my mother pondering for a while and asked seriously: "Have you ever done anything else besides playing games?"

After saying that, he started talking about his daily routine again.

"Day after day, I do nothing but play games."

After saying this, Wu Shuang raised his hands in surrender, stuffed an egg and two steamed buns for breakfast into his mouth, and quickly left the house.

The corridor was unusually quiet, and the early morning sunshine was very warm on him. The wind outside the balcony rustled the leaves. He leaned against the door and let out a long sigh, suddenly longing for that magnificent dream.

In the past, during the period of high incidence of secondary school syndrome in junior high school, he also felt that he was an honest, stubborn and a little bit rotten child. At that time, a door would wait for him to change his destiny.

Unfortunately, he is probably too ordinary and not as special as the protagonists in the story.

Therefore, the door of destiny was not opened to him.

After all, he has two parents, an ordinary family background, no deep hatred, and nothing extraordinary. Just like the male protagonist in a Japanese comic, he seems to have nothing to be dissatisfied with except Asasi.

Wu Shuang hummed an unknown tune and walked slowly downstairs wearing her newly bought ten-yuan flip-flops.

Before I took two steps, my cell phone buzzed in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was a message from my mother.

[Just walk around downstairs. Don't run around. Let your family know where you are going. It's not safe recently. Someone has gone missing and hasn't been found yet. You often watch the news. You should know that, right? 】

After seeing this message, he replied that he knew it, then silently opened the browser on his mobile phone and began to search for relevant information.

Then it was discovered that more than one person was missing.

In Chiyuan City, a third-tier city, it was big news, but he, a guy with a lot of home attributes, had not paid attention to this news.

And when he followed the news and scrolled down various related articles and discussion posts on major forums, he felt as if he was getting to know this city he had lived in for more than ten years for the first time.

In addition to disappearances, many people have committed suicide, all without warning.

Beyond that, there are all kinds of urban legends.

Some of them he had heard before, and some seemed to be newly made up, such as [the last train at twelve o'clock in the morning] [the girl in the cheongsam in the alley] [another world outside the elevator] and so on. They all spoke clearly. There are noses and eyes, and there are even dedicated posts explaining how to try to commit suicide.

However, in the replies, there were some who were pretending to be weird, and some who said nothing happened after trying it. People from several parties debated intensely in various posts.

Wu Shuang watched it for a while, then turned it off without interest.

He doesn't believe in these things, but he doesn't want to commit suicide. He is still very concerned about his own life. As for the dream last night, it should be just a dream.
At the same time, deep in the ocean, people on a luxury yacht discovered a person who had fallen into the water in the distance.
(End of this chapter)