Planet Rebirth

"I come here almost every day?" I recollected the meaning behind this sentence, and the answer in my mind was already obvious, but I didn't dare to say it.

The old man gave me encouragement, he said: "If you have a conclusion, you must speak out boldly."

"Am I in a dream?" I finally said what was in my heart.

The old man grinned, his white teeth stood out from the roots, he leaned forward and said, "Is the conclusion I have drawn up more straightforward than what I said, and you can accept it yourself?"

"How is this possible?" My heart relaxed a little, but I still planned to turn to my own conclusion: "I don't think I'm in a dream, all this is real? The coffee is bitter and hot, and I can Feeling, I hit myself, I can also feel the pain, how could this be in a dream?"

The old man watched me smack and pinch my arm with interest, and finally waved his hand and said, "It seems that I have to show you another more convincing example."

I saw his hand touching his waist, and when his hand returned to the table, a pistol was in his palm, my heart suddenly tightened, and I looked at the people walking around in panic, and asked: "You What are you going to do?"

"I'll give you an example." The old man replied nonchalantly, he raised his gun, pointed at a woman passing by and pulled the trigger decisively.

"What the **** are you doing!!" After the gunshot, I jumped up from the chair, and the blood rushed into my brain instantly, which made me feel extremely terrified.The woman fell slowly to the floor, black plasma leaked from the blood hole on her temple, my heart almost burst, I turned my head and shouted at the old man: "You killed her!! You killed! "[

The old man put the gun on the table, leaned back on the chair comfortably, looked at me calmly and said, "I killed a person, but it's nothing, because it's not true."

"What?" I suddenly realized that the murder did not cause any abnormalities in the coffee shop, everyone was still doing their own things, the music was still playing and the "humming" sound of the coffee machine was still working Together, a middle-aged man in front of the counter looked at his watch impatiently, waiting for the coffee he asked for.When he got the coffee, he walked over the corpse without seeing it, and left in a hurry.

"How is it? Very attractive." The old man motioned me to sit down and said.

I can clearly hear my heartbeat. The panic just now made me temporarily unable to regain my composure. I did it again and faced the calmness of the old man. I don’t know what to say. Know where to start.

After finishing the cup of coffee, the old man looked a bit unsatisfied. He waved to the waiter and ordered another cup, and then continued to say to me: "Dream world is illusory, you can do whatever you want, but first you must learn How to control it all."

"Control?" I gradually calmed down the shortness of breath, the thirst in my mouth made me eagerly pick up the coffee and drink it, I forgot to add sugar, the taste of the coffee was terribly bitter, but I still drank it in one gulp .

"Yes, control, the primary essence of the dream world."

"Elementary." I snorted and said, "What is the advanced one?"

The old man shook his head: "Now is not the time to tell you that when you have no control over this world, those things are dangerous to you."

I pondered what the old man said, and subconsciously picked up the pistol on the table in my hand. The body of the gun was black, with a matte metal texture. Due to the firing just now, it was still slightly hot in my hand, and the smell of gunpowder was still very strong. strong.I played with the pistol and murmured, "How is this possible? This gun is so real, how could it be in a dream."

"Do you want to try it?" The old man asked me suddenly.

"Try what?" I looked up at him suspiciously.

When he blinked at me, I understood what he meant, quickly put the gun back on the table, shook my head and said, "I don't want to, this is not a fun thing."

"Look?" The old man pointed to the ground.

The corpse had disappeared, and even the blood around it was gone. I asked the old man in surprise, "Where's the corpse?" [

The old man smiled and said, "Is there anything else to worry about? In the real world, I don't want to be this abettor. This is the world of dreams. I hope you can experience it. In this way, next, You can better understand and control your world."

"I'm really good?" My panic was replaced by a sudden surge of curiosity, but I still hesitated.

"The person behind you." The old man pointed behind me again.

I am too familiar with that back view, a balding middle-aged man, he is my boss, one of the few people in this world that I hate, an out-and-out hypocritical villain, I have seen him treat Xiaoxue Sexual harassment, every time I think about it, I have the urge to kill.However, thoughts belong to thoughts, and actions are another matter. He can be said to hold my future. In this indifferent world, everyone has to work hard in exchange for meager returns. A method of self-soothing to mask the harsh reality.I often think like this, he is still paying me salary on time every month, so that I can fill my stomach, although the value of what I do is far higher than what he gave me, after all, he gave me a job that can be done in the future. Chances of survival in this city.

The gun was tightly held in my hand, and a burst of energy seemed to be released at this moment.Weapons are a kind of totem, which symbolizes male genitals. It endows men with strength, wisdom and courage. Only when they are perfectly combined with weapons can they be a real man.I have now finally found the source of my male strength, and this pistol is continuously transmitting everything I am missing into my body.

When I walked in front of him, my boss was looking down at a pornographic magazine intently. In such a public place, there was no trace of concern on his face, but he was enjoying it with great enjoyment.This made me hate him even more.I was still a little uncertain, turned to look at the old man, and asked for some support from his eyes.The old man saw through my thoughts. He raised his voice and said, "This is the first step you need to take to learn to control your world. You created it. You can destroy it at any time. Try it."

I raised the gun flat, like a gunman in a scholar movie, posing in a very standard shooting posture, the front sight was already set on his fat and shiny head, my finger was still rubbing gently on the trigger, the last trace Hesitation made me unable to complete the firing.I struggled to adjust my breathing so that my arms stopped trembling, and the sweat rolled down my forehead, and I could feel it moving on my face.