Dreamland Guide

"Who?"

Dickinson watched the uninvited guest opposite and grasped the fruit knife on the coffee table alertly. He knew that the person who broke into his house at this time was definitely not a normal person. Selena's speech will inevitably cause some people's anxiety. When they can't find her, they will definitely come to him.

"Don't be so nervous, Charlie..." The man took off his hat. "Don't you recognize me?"

"Ronald!" Dickinson narrowed his eyes. "You...you are already..."

"Yes, old man, I'm dead!" Ronald Cohen hung his hat on the hook next to him, closed the door of the room, and tightened his high-collar trench coat and said, "But, I live again. coming."

Dickinson calmed down from the initial shock, knowing that the fruit knife in his hand could not deal with the number one man of the parasitic organization in front of him. He chuckled, picked up an apple from the fruit plate, peeled the peel slowly, and laughed:

"I, a bachelor old man, really don't have anything to entertain. Let's have some fruit. Would you like a glass of whiskey?"

Ronald sneered: "Don't delay, out of respect, I don't want to use spiritual means, let's say, where is Selena?"

Dickinson put down the apple and the knife, sat up straight, spread his hands and said, "It's a pity that I don't know. Even if you control my brain now, it's useless."

Ronald walked up to Dickinson, his leather shoes making a thud on the floor. He walked around the sofa and walked behind Dickinson and said, "You may not really know, but the thing in your neck knows."

"Then you go and ask him." Dickinson said indifferently.

He does not deny the fact that he has a chip in his neck, which is difficult to hide. An organization as large as the "Son of Gaia" will not be ignorant of Internet awareness and chips. As for this matter, just look at how much Selena has made the momentum, and after a little analysis, you will know that the Internet itself must be involved.

Ronald stretched out his hand, gently opened the collar covering Dickinson’s neck, looked at the lump with interest, and said, “Do you think I can’t? As long as I control your consciousness, I can still go with him. comminicate."

Dickinson shrank his neck in disgust, and put his collar up again, as if he was afraid of others looking at his lumps.

"Of course you can control my consciousness, but do you think he will tell you?" he said.

Ronald laughed loudly, turned to Dickinson's front, sat down face to face with him, and said confidently: "Do you think he can't?"

Seeing that Ronald was no longer looking at his neck, Dickinson was relieved, and his hands were secretly retracted into the sleeves and grabbed a thin transparent thread hidden in the sleeves.

At this time, he heard a voice in his mind: "Don't do stupid things."

He responded in consciousness: "Don't do stupid things either."

Dickinson knew very well in his heart that once Ronald Cohen controlled his consciousness, he could talk directly on the Internet. Although the Internet may not listen to Cohen and tell the specific location of Selena, the cooperative relationship between them is not Steady, who knows what deal Ronald will make with the Internet?

The reason why Ronald Cohen does not control him now is because he is not sure that his negotiations with the Internet will be successful, at least it will take a lot of talk and effort. And Dickinson will not stand alone, although he is definitely not Ronald's opponent in mental confrontation.

He said to Ronald Cohen, as well as to the Internet in his consciousness: "I believe that an omnipresent super consciousness will not recognize this thing. Human beings created him, and he is in mutual or even symbiotic relationship with him. And what about you? You will fail in the end!"

"Mutual growth and symbiosis?...Hahaha..." Ronald leaned forward and backwards with a smile, "You said Mr. Sartidin was created by your humans?"

"Saying?" Dickinson seemed to have heard the name somewhere, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"Look, you don't even know his name." Ronald Cohen snorted slightly. The first leader of our son of Gaia is a colleague, right?!"

Dickinson looked at Ronald more puzzled.

Ronald shook his head, "If you don't believe it, ask him yourself."

Dickinson asked in consciousness, but received no response. He frowned, thinking that this matter was a bit weird, and he had to figure it out. He kept questioning in his consciousness, and the world in front of him began to become illusory. He saw a little floating phantom light, thinking about the glowing dust in the depths of the universe.

Gradually, those dust condensed into a huge distorted face, occupying the entire world.

"I'm Sa Liding," said the face.

…

Selena on the TV is still talking:

"...Stand up, comrades! Don't be octopus tentacles, don't be someone else's slave! Cut off the line that controls your consciousness, and let us truly have our own independent thoughts and independent souls! Let us choose ourselves Our own destiny, not subject to it! In this world, no one has the right to control our lives; no one has the right to control our spirit! Whether it is God or Gaia, we can respect it, but we should never Enslaved by it!..."

…

Ronald smelled the scent of spirit in the air a little uneasy. He listened to Selena's speech, but his eyes were fixed on Dickinson's face. He saw Dickinson's eyes lose focus, as if he saw something in the void. An imperceptible smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

…

Dickinson looked at the magical face made of stars, and said angrily: "You... so you and them are also working together!"

The face said, "No, I just learned about some things soon. As for cooperation...why not? I work with everyone, just to see who is in my favor."

"Then Selena's position..." Dickinson suddenly understood. If Sa Lidingzhen and Gaia's son cooperated, why did Ronald come here to find Selena?

He suddenly turned around, and saw Ronald Cohen floating not far away, his body shape twisted and changed like that face.

"not good!"

Dickinson was alert, knowing that Ronald had used him to hypnotize him when he was emotionally unstable. com and let him take the initiative to call out the Internet consciousness in his dream. He regretted it, which was equivalent to allowing Ronald to meet with the Internet consciousness without any hindrance, just in his own dream.

But he has been unable to withdraw, his mental power is much worse than Ronald Cohen, and unless someone removes the chip from his neck, he can't stop Ronald from doing anything next.

Ronald Cohen smiled at him: "You are not Selena, not my opponent, so don't waste your energy."

Dickinson sighed and said, "If you are not as mentally powerful as you, you may not be able to stop you."

Ronald was taken aback and curiously said: "Oh, what else can you do? Take your time, I am patient, anyway, dreams will not consume time in the real world."

"I can't do anything with you, but I still have something to do with myself." Dickinson smiled and stretched out his hand. "The perception of the human body will be amplified in dreams. Conversely, consciousness can also pass through nerves in dreams. The system affects the body, allowing our body to do some actions in accordance with the scene in the dream, even if it's just doing that."

As he said, he suddenly made a fist and pulled it to the side, as if pulling the match rope of a cannon.