Please ask the dream

"Great architecture." Looking at the sailboat that rode the waves and turned into a golden ball of light, the face of the oldest visionary also showed a touch of admiration.

But being able to show such an expression at this time proved his arrogance.

As the oldest existing visionary in the world, he grew up in an era when the concept of architecture did not exist. Everyone was groping and imitating, but this did not mean that he was weak.

Because he can live to this day, it proves that his imagination has never been exhausted. Only by constantly absorbing and summarizing new systems can he constantly transform his body, reconstruct his spirit, and cross the long years that many creators have not been able to cross.

The reason why he did not become a creator is simply because he chose a path that is completely opposite to the architecture system from the beginning.

But this also forged his unrivaled fighting power under the creator!

"Although I'm a little curious about how you got that thing, since you've already made a move, just disappear here!"

The sea surface that almost covered the tallest building in the city dropped a little in an instant. Perhaps at this moment, only Feng Xue, who was under the effect of the [Pirate Eye Mask], could see the man's dark power that seemed to be able to swallow the whole world.

In fact, if it weren't for protecting the streets behind him from being destroyed, he wouldn't even give the other party any chance to use the structure.

After all, he mastered the simplest structure in the world-

black hole.

Yes, the simplest!

Although in common sense, the structure that Yu Wushuang could do as long as he could think of it was simpler than the structure that the iron cannon jade needed a lot of knowledge to build, but there are exceptions to everything.

For example, the black hole, a celestial body that anyone who has heard of its name can realize its danger, has a structure that is outrageously simple.

As the saying goes, a black hole has no hair. When all the redundant information is eliminated, leaving only the last three physical quantities of mass, angular momentum and charge, the imagined point will turn into darkness that swallows everything.

Because only three parameters need to be adjusted, the manufacture and control of this architecture are extremely simple.

Yes, what he called taking a completely opposite path was not a simple word game such as virtual and real, dynamic and static, but was rooted in the most basic imagination. When all the research conclusions were directed towards strengthening imagination and constructing architecture with a complex thinking framework, he chose to simplify and purify his thinking, eliminate unnecessary imagination, and only use pure will to strip away thoughts, and thus build this utopia that swallows everything.

But it was also because of this that when he continued his life, he conflicted with his own architectural concept. The extremely simplified utopia could not carry his thinking when it could swallow everything.

Therefore, even if his utopia was pure enough to not require any metabolism, he would never be able to cross the last threshold.

"No!"

Suddenly, the man woke up from a distant memory. Even if he could not be promoted to the Creator and his mind was left with a flaw, his will was still tenacious. Otherwise, it would be impossible to ensure his own safety when using such a dangerous power as a black hole.

But now, he was distracted!

Even if it was just for a moment...

"That song! It's the power of nightmare! Damn it! Actually..."

A trace of realization appeared on the face of the dreamer, but it was too late to realize it now.

Because the light ball that seemed to emit waves of whale songs had already hit his ideal country!

The light and darkness collided at this moment, but there was no explosion. The two forces continued to entangle and melt. The damaged sailboat like a ghost ship had already broken away from the light ball and crashed directly into the protected street.

Gravel, rubble and wood chips flew everywhere. Lottie climbed up from the broken sailboat that looked more and more like a ghost ship with stars in his eyes, but what he saw was the nightmare that was swallowing up the entire dreamland.

"Ahhhhh...dead dead dead dead!!!"

Lottie screamed sharply, then froze as if she had thought of something, and then grabbed her head with both hands...

"Kacha!"

"What the hell?" Feng Xue was also confused when he saw Lottie twisting his head off, but at this time he was too lazy to pay attention to this crew member who was a little off the line, because...

"Quick, swallow this ideal country! Just tear off a piece! Quick!" The guitar man floated in the air, waving his hands and feet to urge, but because of the effect of the collection gaining control, it could only urge.

However, Feng Xue had no opinion on this. The power of resonance unfolded at this moment, and all kinds of abstract thoughts were reflected in his mind, but an embarrassing thing happened-

He and this ideal country had no resonance at all.

As mentioned before, whether it is the encapsulated Shadow City or the semi-finished ideal country, the most important thing is the overlap of imagination. Only by using your imagination to wrap the elements that conform to your way of thinking can you tear off a suitable brick.

But now, the thinking mode that constitutes this ideal country has nothing in common with his way of thinking.

In other words, he can't pry it open!

"What's wrong? Why don't you move?" The guitar man urged anxiously, but Feng Xue said awkwardly:

"Sorry, I can't pry it open!"

"How is it possible? Aren't you a nightmare? Just take a bite, just a bite, as long as you can tear off a little bit!" The guitar man has begun to shed tears, but Feng Xue can only spread his hands.

The effect of the bloody clothes only makes him recognized as a nightmare. At most, it will make people lose some san value when they see him, but it will not give him the ability to work in the fantasy dreamland like a nightmare.

"How could this happen! I finally got here! Damn it, why!" The guitar man was almost autistic, but compared to the autistic man, Feng Xue could only sigh at this time, because he had already felt that the node began to solidify.

Holding his breath and slowing down time, Feng Xue transformed most of his san value, fantasy and legacy into a dice, and the rest into inspiration. In the sudden surge of thoughts, he suddenly had an idea...

Although the normal encapsulation cannot find the entry, the secret front can!

As long as you use the coordinates of this place to open a secret front and get at least one clue, can't you pry it open?

In the final analysis, the reason why the encapsulation cannot be done is the same as the lack of empathy caused by the language barrier between killer whales and humans, but as long as you get the answer, even if you don't know the word, you can just copy it!

At this point, Feng Xue immediately took advantage of the acceleration of his thinking and sent a voice message to the guitar man:

"Quick, is there any way to leave the coordinates of this address? I'm not prepared this time, I will definitely save people next time I come in!"

"Really? Forget it, this is the only way anyway!" The two black eyes of the guitar man showed disbelief, but considering that it was a miracle for him to appear in such a thing, he still gritted his non-existent teeth:

"I believe you once!"

As he said, he suddenly turned his head and shouted to a single-family building at the end of the street:

"Little Lonely! I will definitely save you! Definitely!"

After saying that, the guitar man paused, and then said awkwardly:

"Well, you let go of my control first."

"..." Feng Xue grinned and did it immediately, but for safety, he only issued an order such as "Except for hurting me, act according to circumstances."

But the guitar man obviously didn't intend to trick him. At the moment the order was issued, a melody suddenly came to Feng Xue's ears.

[The operation is over, perfect tactics. ]