Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

"I like to chat more, that's what I mean."

"Brother-in-law?"

"Are there any others?"

"I can't remember much either... I think there's one more sentence. God is dead... You are free."

"God is dead, you are free."

"..."

The blade grew longer again. Almost a meter long.

You should explain to me what it is, right?

“It’s an ability I don’t quite understand.”

"Does it happen every time...a dream occurs?"

"That's about right. If you want to hear it, I can tell you in detail."

"No, I won't understand if you say too much."

"Really? Anyway, just treat it as a mysterious weapon that appeared in a dream. This thing requires a spell. Like Nietzsche."

"..."

so amazing.

I have never seen my brother-in-law have this ability before. Is it an ability that he has every time he starts having a dream, and even his sister doesn't know about it?

"Brother-in-law."

"Ok?"

"..."

I hugged my knees and huddled up, "My brother-in-law really doesn't like to comfort people."

"?"

"I was so excited just now, but my brother-in-law suddenly asked about Nietzsche. Is he the same with my sister?"

"Treat everyone equally."

“…That’s too much.”

Treat everyone equally?

I wish it were true.

But I can't tell. This is not my fantasy...

If he was my brother-in-law in my dream, he wouldn’t hug me without any reaction.

The one in front of me is my brother-in-law who is no different from the real me.

He just simply sees me as his sister.

"..."

Looking at the blurry silver outside the carriage, the snow is still falling.

There are many things I still don’t understand.

But now I have another problem.

If I can't say anything, can't do anything, and just stay in a place like this with my brother-in-law and survive to witness something, what's the point?

seem.

There is something that I shouldn't think about, but I can't help but think about it...it is growing.

11 month 13 day.

early.

The Philosopher's Blade is very useful and can be put away anytime and anywhere. If you don't want it to be so fragile, just say God is dead a few more times.

Only one thing.

This thing has some power.

Last night, Su Ming tried to repeat the Nietzsche quote given by An Xiaoxi, and it worked. But after repeating it for the third time, the length of the knife would not change, and he felt his spirit was gradually weakening. But after only three times, it was no problem to cut through the steel plate as thick as the train. After enchantment, it was no different from cutting paper.

Now, even if he encounters the tentacle monster in the fog, Su Ming is confident that he can fight it head-on.

Also, the weather was really weird.

We expected the temperature to continue to rise during the day, but it did not.

"..."

Snow was still falling. The white was endless.

"Brother-in-law, will the future really be the end of the world?"

An Xiaoxi, wrapped in three layers of blankets, followed Su Ming out of the carriage. The sneakers she was wearing were not suitable, so she changed into the long boots that Su Ming picked up. The snow almost covered her ankles.

"may be."

The An Xiaoxi in front of me is

But is it a virtual character who reads the data, or is it reality?

What is she like in reality?

Can An Xiaoxi, the queen who disappeared in the newspaper, exist here at the same time as her? And the disappeared self.

Putting aside all the complicated thoughts, Su Ming could only think in one direction.

No matter what, I will definitely go back after completing the mission. If reality has not changed, it proves that... this may simply be a prophetic world with a high degree of truth.

As for the weather.

It's already 2067, what's impossible?

Maybe it's after the end of the world.

Perhaps, something happened that is difficult for normal humans to understand. The dream game gives you the opportunity to be warned in advance.

take it easy.

Even if the tragedy has already happened, it is not in the present tense, but a future that will no longer exist once you know about it.

"Brother-in-law, I saw what was in your bag."

"Ok?"

"Does my brother-in-law really plan to name the child Su Xu?"

"I've already told your sister."

"My sister often complains to me that her brother-in-law only knows how to make trouble. I'll think of a name that will make my sister very happy."

"..."

"Brother-in-law, the magazine said I was a diva. It feels so unreal. But I seem to be dead in 2067. Generally speaking, missing means dead."

"I'm probably dead too."

"Those are two dead people. Brother-in-law, do you want to listen to my singing and see if I can sing like a diva?"

"Now?"

"..."

The melody hummed is quite brisk.

"Have not heard."

"Of course my brother-in-law has never heard of this, this is my original creation~"

"..."

"The song is called 'Am I Unattractive'?"

"Are you still worried about not being attractive?"

"Hey, it's a trend. Young people will like this kind of style."

She smiled naturally, which was totally out of place in this environment.

Don't be afraid, it's really good to be optimistic.

An Xiaoxi was staring at someone who was looking for flammable materials in the carriage. Although his clothes were bulky and his movements were clumsy... he was humming an unknown tune.

I don't understand why she is so happy. She is obviously forced into the 'nightmare' world.

Whether it's a nightmare world, extreme weather, or monsters... these are not things that would make ordinary people happy. Do you really think of this as a trip?

That's not bad.

Su Ming also began to collect supplies near the derailed train. Whether it was rags or miscellaneous tools, he would take them back and study them slowly. In short, he would improve the living environment as much as possible.

11 month 13 day.

noon.

Su Ming found a mechanical watch. It had stopped moving a long time ago. But when he turned the knob around the dial, the pointer still moved.

Let's just pretend it's 12 o'clock now.

I brought back a bunch of random stuff. Bags, clothes, stools, plastic bags... Oh, and I found a bottle of fermented bean curd in someone's suitcase that looked edible. But there was no rice, so it's a bit hard to eat raw.

We also picked up a lot of bottles and filled them up after the snow melted as backup water resources.

"It's so cold."

An Xiaoxi huddled in the corner. Even though the fire was right next to her and she was wrapped in a lot of clothes, and Su Ming had also simply arranged some insulation measures in the carriage, she was still shivering from the cold.

"Drink some hot water."

She felt better after holding the plastic bottle that Su Ming handed over.

"Brother-in-law, if it gets even colder at night...can we sleep together?"

"Ok?"

Su Ming was stunned.

"It was the same yesterday... the two of us were together. I think it will be warmer."

"..."

"I'm sorry. I suddenly said something strange..."

"Do you really think so?"

"Eh?"

"To be honest, the carriage is very small. Sleeping together will indeed be much warmer. It can also reduce the chance of getting sick."

"..."

"I did that yesterday because you were shaking. You're a little shaking now, too."

"I... I'm definitely not as healthy as my brother-in-law. I think so too. If I catch a cold, it will be very troublesome for my brother-in-law, right? I don't want to cause trouble for my brother-in-law casually..."

"..."

This counts as tacit consent to sleeping together.

Why do I feel that An Xiaoxi and An Shiyao think in such a similar way?

I just don't want to cause trouble to myself.

But she's right.

Compared to the differences between men and women, in this environment without doctors or medicine, catching a cold would be very troublesome.

11 month 13 day.

Night.

The weather outside is getting worse.

It was snowing heavily and visibility was less than two meters. It would be inefficient for Su Ming to go out alone, let alone take An Xiaoxi out to check the situation.