Overturned Tower

The howling darkness rushed towards the face, engulfed by gusts of cold wind that made people feel cold.

And when Russell opened his eyes again, he saw the "dream".

It is not some majestic god-king, nor is it a treacherous demon.

It was a boundless, dreamlike sunset.

Dim yellow, orange red, blood red, purple, dark blue. They flow slowly like a veil, permeating this boundless world. Like some kind of living creature, and like some kind of spectacle. If formed into a ball, it would be enough to easily fill the Pacific Ocean. If it is flattened, it is more than enough to cover the entire earth.

"Fantasy Dream" didn't attack Russell, but seemed to be very happy, and wrapped it gently. The touch was like a hot hair dryer slapping her body from afar, or like her mother's hair brushing her body.

As the essence of the twilight species, Russell understood the essence of the other party the moment he came into contact with "Fantasy".

- "Fantasy" is not an individual, but a special group.

In fact, Russell vaguely touched the essence of fantasy dreams when he first went to Zhongxiang to learn spells!

These countless "dreams" have the same essence as the source of spells obtained from the dream world!

Like those flames from the "Fountain of Rage," tamed by Russell and Strangled, the crimson rivers of lava formed in the dream world.

These extremely tiny special spirit beings are like some kind of special particles with consciousness. The life irradiated by them will gradually have a "self" as long as they remain in the body. And as each human body retains more and more, the "personal will" becomes clearer...and then it will be separated from the group and become "selfish".

Inverted, totally understood inverse from the very beginning—

It is not that the dream world reflects the subconsciousness of human beings at any time, but because "dreams" travel between different individual consciousnesses, and the traces they leave weave a public dream that allows all human beings to "network"!

Different emotions, just different particles have changed in proportion. When people's thinking changes, the different "dream particles" absorbed will change, and the traces left behind will of course also change and be reflected in the macro world, that is, the area of ​​​​the dream world has changed.

"Isn't this completely unsealed from the very beginning?"

—That's right.

"Sacrificing a planet to seal the dream", this kind of thought itself is "sacrificing the few to achieve the many", being able to produce this kind of idea and implement this kind of plan shows that the ancient civilization that sealed the dream on this planet is still in progress. Affected by phantoms.

Russell also understood why.

Because illusions cannot and cannot be completely sealed—if such "particles" completely dissipate, then humans and other animals will lose the concept of "self". That means the destruction of civilization.

But once the concentration of illusions rises, it will bring complete destruction. The completely destroyed civilization hatches more "dreams", which is the way the phantoms reproduce themselves.

This is a kind of spiritual plague that incubates and cultivates civilization with one's own hands, and finally feeds on civilization to grow itself.

— Civilized herdsmen.

This "fantasy" that covers the sky and the sun is the remains of an unknown number of civilizations. But Russell knows that using them is enough to easily create hundreds of civilizations as brilliant as the earth on a planet without intelligent creatures.

Russell just submerged in it, and his appearance immediately melted and turned into a viscous white gel

For any intelligent life, that is enough poison to completely decompose it. Any individual with "private thoughts" and "selfish desires" cannot resist the invasion of illusions.

Because Russell was not fully connected with the subconscious of the group, the gaps in it were infiltrated by illusions and easily fused his will. It's like a child persistently reaching out to grab something he likes, while the mother gently but firmly opened her fingers one by one, saying, "Hey, we won't buy this."

Russell's shell seemed to be corroded by strong acid, and it degenerated back to Russell's original appearance.

It's not Russell, who has a desert cat relative and is worshiped as a hero.

But the weak young man on earth. The boy with short black hair that reaches the ears, looks more handsome and thinner than himself at the moment, looks a little silent and autistic. That wasn't even what he looked like when he was traveling, but what he looked like when he was in school.

It was the most primitive and vulnerable posture before he put on all the masks. But at the same time, it is also the nature of him, as a twilight species, that cannot be corrupted by illusions.

After losing the protection of his shell, a great fear overwhelmed him, like an arctic wind, completely freezing his ritual. And the warm feelings from the "clan" are like warm water, which makes him feel

rely. He slowly fell asleep in the warm water.

But even so, Russell's essence is still at work.

In the boundless sunlight, Russell's chest was like a morning star, shining brightly.

His instinct greedily absorbed everything around him, and Huanmeng didn't resist at all.

Like a vortex, it continuously **** in the surrounding illusions.

And with his sucking, the sum of the feelings of every individual in this world is gradually reflected in his heart. Jealousy, anger, resentment, sadness, despair, greed, arrogance, and laziness Hundreds of millions of negative emotions, accompanied by whispers that sounded in everyone's heart from time to time, rushed over and poured into Russell's mind.

— But, at the same time.

Tolerance, bravery, gentleness, wisdom, hope, laughter...

…

Although it is much thinner in comparison, the positive emotions that still exist at the same time also pour in along with this medium.

That's what this planet is all about.

Suffering is better than happiness, sorrow is better than joy. But even so, the latter still exists and has never been completely obliterated.

Russell instinctively and slowly sucked everything in the entire civilization. Like a baby sucking at its mother's milk.

This is not unacceptable for fantasy - distributed storage in a

Civilization, or concentrated existence in a certain individual, to them

There is no difference. The two Destroyers fell into this slow and anxious

In the tug-of-war, it looks so gentle, but it is actually very dangerous.

As for the outside world, more than two months have passed like this.

Fortunately, Russell swallowed the "promotion", so that Happy Island will not completely lose hope.

After the deer head image also turned into the light in people's hearts and spread the future to the whole world, the world did not change suddenly.

The world is still in total darkness.

And people are still in confusion and fear, and no one has started to implement the plan of the deer head.

But as the corporate order disintegrated, people gradually formed a new order.

The aid societies that were questioned in the past finally stood up at this time and began to maintain the new order under the eternal night.

At times like these, people only need a leader. Anyone can do it.

Helping Society became their most reliable answer.

Then came the "heroes" of each island. In addition to those famous heroes, there are many unsung heroes. Those who once helped others and were trusted by people have now become candles one after another.

and finally

In early December, the islands came to an agreement.

First save the happy island, and then save the energy.

The remaining six empty islands moved slowly, sandwiching the happiness island. With its slow movement, it finally landed on land safely.

Trees die, but dead wood can also fuel fire.

The sun goes out, the sky collapses

But there seemed to be hope for them to survive.

That's the only possible, one-off plan—a remote one, but one that exists!

It's the only way to do it anyway, why not give it a try!

Many people left the floating island for the first time, went to the ground, and collected resources as much as possible before the eternal winter came. Those people on the ground also arrived on the empty island for the first time after "the sun fell and the heavens fell".

They belong to the same civilization.

Once separated, but now in the face of the disaster of destroying the world, they reunite again. The people on the ground share their experience of living on the ground, and the people on the sky island share their miraculously advanced technologies. People from all directions gradually gathered and regrouped in this huge city in the cloud that had fallen to the ground.

This would have never happened two months ago.

Sky islands despise each other and hold meaningless hatred for each other. Not to mention the completely different civilizations in the sky and underground.

But now, under the common world-destroying disaster and before the same plan goal, they put aside all their previous prejudices and chose to cooperate for the first time. Only then did they suddenly discover

It turns out that there is no hatred between them.

Facing the first wish of "surviving", their positions are the same. All people are [human beings].

Perhaps it was because Russell was constantly absorbing the illusion that the anger and hatred in people's hearts faded, and it was possible to reach a cooperation.

Or maybe it was precisely because people reached an agreement in the face of crisis and let go of their hatred that Russell was able to absorb the illusion smoothly without being completely overwhelmed by negative emotions.

All in all, in the second month after Eternal Night Comes.

The temperature has dropped to minus twenty degrees.

Maybe because of the cold, or because of fatigue.

When the delphinium reaches the thirty-fourth week of pregnancy, labor pains begin.

That's premature—but thankfully, Happy Island has regained some of its technology by now. Thirty-four weeks of premature birth can still be delivered safely. Under the care of Bingshui, Dailan and Xia, the delphinium has already started giving birth.

And Russell still hasn't returned.

Outside the operating room, densely packed people stood. People gathered under the faint candlelight.

Delphinium's parents were standing outside, her father holding her mother's hand tightly, silent but tense.

In addition, there are many people that Russell doesn't know, or are just familiar with, such as Worthy, Lothar, Bad Sun, Strangling, Xiaoya, Zhan, Cerberus, Ringo, and many others.

They did not gather here because of the identities of Russell and Delphinium.

It is because the delphinium has really helped many people during the two months of the eternal night, so the sincere prayers, adults and children, are safe and sound.

Dodgson, who was waiting outside, took out a somewhat worn and dirty handkerchief and kept wiping his sweat. He is no longer a director, and Happy Island no longer has a company. He was just a "psychotherapist" Dodgson, and he became a respected person.

Even though Russell and Delphinium were not his children, he looked nervous.

Finally, the silence outside the operating room was broken with the loud cry of the baby and the faint laughter of the girls inside.

There was a relaxed expression on the faces of the people, and a smile that was rarely seen after the eternal night came.

And not even just because of delphiniums.

It's because people have realized that under this eternal night, every newborn baby born smoothly is precious; every mother is worthy of everyone's protection.

Because this represents that civilization is still continuing.

Humanity is still moving forward.

At the same time as the baby's cry sounded.

Russell, who had been in a deep sleep for an unknown amount of time, suddenly trembled in his heart, thoughtful, and enlightened, and suddenly opened his eyes.

After the iridescent color was absorbed, the world that turned into pure white was painted with color again the moment he opened his eyes—

Everything around became the appearance of Russell's home.

He stood at the door and suddenly looked back.

I saw the TV behind me was on, and the delphinium was lying on the sofa in the living room, eating lazily

snack. delphinium

Mom and Bad Day cook together in the kitchen, nostalgic for shared childhood. Delphinium's father was watching the news, and there was still beer on the table.

Even my uncle was sitting on the sofa on one side, with a cup of hot cocoa in front of him. And Alice was holding his ear next to him, reprimanding him. Paradise Bird sat affectionately in the arms of his father on the other side, Hua Mingshu rarely shed tears.

In Russell's bedroom, there was the sound of the blue songbird talking and laughing with Morgan.

Standing beside Bingshui was a girl with antlers that Russell had never seen before, while Wicked and his girlfriend hid in the corner and whispered. Hang Sha and Xiaoya sat at the dining table, the serious white lion face was smeared with strawberry cake, and he was still cutting the cake intently.

Everything is so beautiful.

Bustling. Like a dream.

And Russell had a blank expression on his face, as if he hadn't woken up yet. He subconsciously wanted to push the door open, but when he pulled the handle, the door seemed to be locked.

"-dad!"

At this moment, Russell felt someone pulling his trouser legs.

He looked down, only to find that it was a little girl about five or six years old with long white hair, cat ears, and pupils as clear as emeralds.

"dad!"

She shouted childishly again: "We are all here, where are you going?"

Russell was in a daze for a moment, and opened his mouth.

He didn't say anything. The incomparable real feeling of living in this world is gradually regained, like a frozen person soaking in hot water.

"Anna."

The delphinium on the sofa suddenly said lazily, "Come here...don't disturb your father."

Delphinium hugged the little girl who ran over and cheered, but didn't look back at Russell.

Instead, he embraced her intimately and lazily, trimmed her hair, then kissed her, smiled and said softly: "He... is going to save the world. UU reading www.uukanshu.com "

"...yes."

Russell relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Showing a flamboyant smile, the color in his eyes gradually returned.

Tears trickled down his eyes. But those were not tears of sorrow.

Russell's tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and for the first time took on a mature tone that did not belong to a teenager: "Dad is going to save the world.

"—Let you all look at this beautiful blue sky."

After Russell finished speaking, he turned around and pushed the door open.

This time he opened the door very easily.

It was as if the door had never been locked.

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