Entering the Dream

You do not know why the person you dreamed of last night came into your dream.

Shi Jiu was trapped inside a dream.

Every time he closed his eyes, he woke in the dream world.

Every time he woke up, the man in the dream had a gun pointed at him.

At first, Shi Jiu was at odds with that man at every turn. But they could not win in a fight, and they could not escape either.

“No other tricks left?”

That cool, indifferent line from the other side shut them completely inside the dream.

Of course there were.

The next day, Chen Ai fell silent at the sight of the office reduced to ruins by an explosion.

Shi Jiu grinned.

“If I would not dare blow up a company or a school in reality, why would I not dare in a dream?”

“Come on, then. How else do you want to deal with me? In dreams, I’m invincible.”

There are no lies or deception in dreams. People’s thoughts are transparent, and they have superpowers.

At first, this seemed like a utopia.

Until Shi Jiu gradually drew closer to the civilization core.

Under the pure white, “civilization” was a Tower of Babel piled up with sin: ferocious faces hiding in the dark amid plague, biological experiments concealed in bloodstained depths, a century of rise and fall engraved upon abandoned bones…

Shi Jiu increasingly felt that entering this dream was no accident. Because Chen Ai had one thing at home.

Something that existed only in the real world.

It was as if some tangled, inextricable thread had bound them together, allowing this summons. And it seemed that only they could uncover civilization’s secrets.

So Shi Jiu took the initiative to stop Chen Ai.

“Tell me about our past, will you?”

Yet Chen Ai only held them tightly and said in a low voice,

“I only want to know our future.”

When countless dreams as vast as the real world came roaring toward them,

They saw every ending that awaited them.