Cataclysm King - #358 - Chapter 358 Happy Dream

Opening your eyes, the precise and soft light of the crystal chandelier on the white ceiling came into your eyes.

Ji Xun woke up from the warm bed.

I haven’t slept so comfortably for a long time, and my spirit is in a cloud-like state of continuous joy.

Outside the window, there were birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the sun was shining brightly.

The fragrance still lingers on your nose.

Ji Xun turned slightly to the right and immediately felt his arms sink into a gentle feeling.

Just the right amount of support and resilience is like the waves gently lifting a boat, making people feel like they are being comfortably embraced, beaten and swayed by the waves.

I moved my arm and took in something soft and delicate.

The goose down quilt was mostly lifted.

Next to her is a beautiful body with well-proportioned figures.

The skin glows with a white shimmer under the light, and the gentle touch gives people a soft touch like a cloud.

Not the youthful and graceful figure of a girl, but the plumpness of a mature woman.

Even lying there, it gives people a lazy and ultimate elegance.

He stretched out his hand to play with the pomelo-like pride, and happy thoughts started to stir up again.

“Hmm~?”

The person next to the pillow noticed it and snorted softly. He turned over and tried to hold down Ji Xun’s wandering hands, but he just happened to lie flat on his back.

The quilt just happened to be lifted, revealing her stunning figure.

Ji Xun couldn’t put it down, it had a smoothness that made people feel like they couldn’t stop their hands.

Rich and full.

The person next to the pillow was lulled into a dream by this gentle caress, as if she was still tired after a long night of tossing. She didn’t open her eyes and scolded: “Don’t make trouble~”

Ji Xun smiled slightly, looking at that beautiful and charming face, it was Qin Rushi.

There is an ambiguous smell of strong hormone secretion in the air.

After all, he couldn’t sleep. Qin Ru turned over and lay lazily on Ji Xun’s body, pressing him, and said in a daze: “I want to sleep for a while.”

The body temperature of the two people is coexisting with each other, and their heartbeats are beating against each other.

At this moment, in the bathroom, Dong Qi, who was naked and wiping his wet body with a bath towel, walked in with a smile.

She looked at the intimate posture of the two people on the bed and joked: “Hey, are you so interested so early in the morning?”

It seemed that the three of them were already familiar with this kind of scene.

With that said, Miss Honglou came over, with a hint of teasing in her crystal eyes, looking at the excited Ji Xun, and said, “Let me just say that Aunt Qin has a super sexy figure, okay?”

She also felt that the atmosphere was strong, so she sat on the edge of the bed and watched openly.

Ji Xun pulled him over.

It is another piece of joyful and addictive spring scenery.

I don’t know how long the pleasant joy lasted.

It seems like a long time.

There was already a bright moonlight outside the window.

Ji Xun finally woke up.

He glanced at the two beautiful beauties on the bed and smiled.

Indulging in pleasant things will quietly weaken one’s will.

This kind of sinking makes people greedy and unwilling to wake up.

But Ji Xun is not very different from ordinary people.

He also likes and enjoys this happy time.

But not every personality is addicted to happiness.

Routine practice, this is now a required daily course like the biological clock.

Ji Xun crossed his legs and began to meditate every day,

To him, breathing is as much a survival instinct as breathing.

Then he took out the classics from the storage ring and looked through them to study.

He looked at his last memo on his bookmark.

What to do today.

Photographic memory is indeed a god-level ability to learn.

But there’s a big problem.

That is, the brain collects too much information every day. If it is not sorted out in time, prioritized, and actively put some memories into deep memory, the consequences will be that it is easy to mess up the thoughts and the brain operations will become slower and slower.

Ji Xun also habitually records some of his thoughts in his daily must-read bookmarks.

Many times, it’s as instinctive as muscle memory.

No subjective consciousness is needed to give instructions.

“Aunt Qin said that the garden at home is empty and she wants to plant something. Today she is going to the market to buy some flower seeds.”

“Qiqi’s armor needs to be trained on the artificial intelligence control system. I’m going to visit Master Merlin today to see if I can get a biological AI.”

“.”

These memos seem strange, even out of touch with the world.

But at this moment, Ji Xun didn’t notice anything unusual at all.

There are still some fragments.

For example: War, Silver Moon, Beware of Illusion.

He glanced at it, originally intending to ignore it.

But after some instinctive deduction, I suddenly discovered that the “world” was in conflict.

This is the passive ability brought about by practicing the magical and mysterious method “I am the world”.

“War? Illusion? Why should I record this?”

“Oh, Silver Moon Sect. If I want to prevent certain illusions, I need to record them frequently.”

“.”

After thinking for a moment, as if he had painstakingly unearthed something from the soil, Ji Xun found the reason from the depths of his dusty memory.

When a world has a logical flaw, countless “patches” are needed to make up for the logical flaw.

Memories dug from the depths of cognition find explanations that fill this gap.

“But why do I mention the Silver Moon Sect?”

Ji Xun suddenly felt dizzy, as if there was some mysterious force preventing him from thinking about this problem.

That was a painful thought process.

It seems that you have to break this pleasant and perfect world with your own hands in order to see the truth.

Just as I was thinking about it, the moonlight was shining brightly outside the window.

Qin Rushi and Dong Qi on the bed didn’t know when they woke up.

The two women walked up to Ji Xun naked, helped knead his shoulders, and asked gently: “Ji Xun, won’t you sleep for a while?”

A harmonious and perfect scene.

The bone-eroding softness makes people feel completely irresistible, and an ambiguous atmosphere that depresses one’s will immediately fills the air.

Compared with boring thinking, happiness can always solve all problems.

But the logical loophole of “I am the world” made his mind feel a crisis, and he instinctively came up with an intuitive feeling: “Hey, could it be that I have been under an illusion now?”

Together with these thoughts, it was as if the ice was shattering, and Ji Xun felt as if he had fallen into the bitingly cold ice cave.

My thoughts became clear instantly.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted, but Ji Xun didn’t notice any difference at all.

At this moment, he felt that everything that appeared in his field of vision was still the normal appearance of the world.

Because this is a fantasy world constructed based on his own consciousness.

The tricky thing about illusions is that if you can’t save, you won’t notice it.

But since it is an extraordinary ability, the card masters have already studied it thoroughly.

It’s just that the method to crack it is very difficult to do.

Ji Xun understands the methods of the Silver Moon Sect and has previously studied related countermeasures.

To break through an illusion, you must first realize that you are in an “illusion.”

It’s like being in a dream, you can’t realize that you are in a dream.

But once you realize it, then it is called a “lucid dream”.

Some dreams are also controlled by subjective consciousness.

In addition to mental strength, these are some abilities that require directional training.

When Ji Xun thought of this, his mind began to do calculations.

He began to try to construct some complex scenes to confirm his judgment.

For example, calculate a complex arithmetic problem.

The world in dreams also requires a certain logic to maintain.

It is easiest to use the environment created by instinct, such as joy and fear.

This is what people usually have nightmares and spring dreams about.

Because just by satisfying these simple emotional needs, the body can become addicted to a fantasy world and find it difficult to extricate itself.

Soon, Ji Xun found that no matter how he calculated, the pen and paper in his hand were full of confusing numbers, and he could not get accurate results.

At this moment, he was sure of something: “I am indeed in a dream.”

The trouble is, realizing you’re in a dream doesn’t necessarily mean you can wake up.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Qin Rushi and Dong Qi’s beautiful bodies, each with its own charm, were still around, and happiness was within reach.

Ji Xun still didn’t see anything unusual in this scene.

“In this case, the level of the spell is very high.”

Ji Xun thought of something and tried several methods to wake up from the environment, but nothing worked.

This also shows that the level of the spell is much higher than his level.

Just like when Katarina was recruited in Xia Mu City, her professional ability allowed her to realize that she was in an illusion, but she could not escape.

Without external force, it is almost impossible for the victim to escape the spell on his own.

Ji Xun looked stern and murmured to himself: “This is troublesome. I must have forgotten something very important.”

He couldn’t remember when he was tricked.

Don’t even think about it.

This is the shielding patch applied by illusion itself to the “illusion world”.

It is to prevent the victim from imagining some logical things, so as to analyze the causes and consequences of the spell.

This idea of ​​”forgetting” is still a loophole in the calculation of the world.

rather than subjective consciousness.

Usually the fastest and most direct way to escape from the illusion is to let yourself die in the dream and “scare yourself awake”.

However, there are also some masters who specialize in creating illusions that make people ‘mistakenly believe’ that they are in a dream, inducing the target to commit suicide and escape from the illusion.

Ji Xun is not sure what his current situation is.

But the sixth sense of “Yi” told him that he couldn’t do this.

“Since I will be tricked, I must have thought of a countermeasure before.”

In dreams, consciousness is incomplete.

Although Ji Xun didn’t know the way to escape, he felt certain in his heart that he had written a memo in his notes and must have considered the response plan.

Thinking of this, I started searching in my mind.

The essence of illusion is “fantasy”.

Rather than really erasing cognition.

At this moment, the knowledge in his memory was sealed by spells, like the classics displayed on the shelves of a library.

The knowledge is still in my mind.

But he needs to unlock them one by one.

This was a tedious and time-consuming process. Ji Xun resisted the temptation of joy and decisively opened the dusty door of cognition in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The human memory system is amazing.

Whether it is the brain or the soul, whatever we experience will definitely leave traces.

Even if it is forgotten, it is actually just buried deep in the depths.

But just like a deleted computer hard drive, no matter how clean it is, some traces will be left behind.

Mental card masters have studied this aspect thoroughly and have a lot of special training.

Whether it is tampering with memory or loss caused by memory overwriting.

As long as you can find those traces, you can find clues and break the illusion.

After Ji Xun realized that he was under an illusion, his thoughts became clearer and clearer.

Those personalities that were suppressed by joy finally woke up.

He flipped through the “books” in the sea of ​​knowledge one by one.

It’s like waking up my memory bit by bit.

Finally, he found traces of his memory being covered.

I opened a book and it said: “When you see this sentence, it should be the fourth time you realize that you are in a dream. When I saw this sentence, it said ‘second time’, I It’s the ‘third time’. In other words, you have been trapped in the illusion for a long time. After I realized it, I sealed some memories.”

“the fourth time?”

When Ji Xun saw the words he left for himself, he realized that this was not the first time he realized that he was in an illusion.

And deep in his memory, another memo was left.

This is the fourth time.

Then the problem arises.

Why didn’t he wake up completely the first three times, but left a message for himself and still continued to fall into the dream?

But it was not in vain, but it left some traces.

So, how am I going to get completely sober now?

What happened recently? Why am I in a fantasy world? Where am I? Did you fight the enemy? Who could it be?

One question after another popped up in my mind.

Ji Xun couldn’t remember it at all.

He could only look through it bit by bit.

At this moment, the scene in front of Ji Xun changed from a warm room to a library.

The vast amount of books are densely packed all around, countless.

The “library” in his sea of ​​consciousness is the knowledge accumulated over countless days and nights. How could he finish reading it in a short time?

Ji Xun saw the clues he had left for the third time: “I have already read the contents on the eighty-seven rows of bookshelves. Time is not enough. The sober state will lose will over time. This is the reason for infinite sinking. Remember, hurry up.”

Seeing the reminder he left last time, he decisively started looking at the eighty-eighth row of bookshelves.

But after looking for a long time, Ji Xun still couldn’t find any clues.

He recalled a lot of knowledge from “books”.

About literature, history, art, childhood circus experiences, supernatural beings, cards, fifty-two demons, spells, etc.

A lot of content seemed to be poured into my mind like a flood.

But when I thought about it carefully, I found that it was of no benefit to my situation.

That kind of intrusion is rough and large, like stuffing “useless content” and occupying the brain’s thinking ability.

And after reading those books like this, I’m afraid I will have to reincarnate hundreds of times.

The more knowledge in his head was restored, the more Ji Xun felt drowsy.

But if you don’t look, it’s completely impossible to find clues to crack the illusion.

Ji Xun became inexplicably irritable.

This stupid and hopeless method made him resist instinctively.

Suddenly, an incredible thought occurred to him: “Could it be that these messages left by the ‘third me’ are part of the illusion?”

Realizing this, Ji Xun felt as if he had just realized that he was there, as if he had been struck by lightning.

When you realize it, it’s like going up a level, and what you see in front of you is different.

A brilliant illusionist with a very unsolvable ability.

That is to suggest that the target’s subconscious mind improves the logic of the dream.

In other words, it’s called “replenishing your own brain.”

Everything Ji Xun is thinking about now may be the illusion itself, in order to trap him and make him add logical patches to the illusion.

It’s all fake and easy to tell.

I’m afraid that most of it is true, but there are some fake ones mixed in.

Or maybe it’s all true.

It’s just that the key point of breaking the situation has been ignored, which leads to the wrong thinking direction.

Ji Xun deduced it.

One thing is certain.

That is

I may have actually woken up three times, and most likely I have read through the eighty-seven rows of bookshelves.

But it doesn’t necessarily imply that I want to start from the 88th row.

“So, the memories left behind by the ‘third time me’ cannot be fully trusted.”

Now that he realizes this, Ji Xun feels that it is most likely a logical closed loop of the spell itself. He wants to trap himself here indefinitely and let him waste his waking time reading those books.

Now my head is dizzy and I look like I am sinking again.

It seems that I woke up a little too late.

There was confusion in Ji Xun’s eyes, and he would wander away from time to time and lose focus.

In the current situation, he has no clue of how to solve it.

He wasn’t sure if he could go out. With his thoughts together, a pen and paper appeared in his hand, and he left a message for himself: “When you read this sentence, you should realize for the fifth time that you are in a dream.”

He wrote down his discovery in his notes.

If I still have a chance to realize that I have been hit by an illusion next time, I might be able to avoid some detours if I return to the sealed sea of ​​consciousness.

So,

The chances will be greater next time.

After doing all this, Ji Xun looked at the densely packed bookshelves in front of him, still feeling that he could only break the situation by finding “certain key memories” that he had sealed away.

He sighed slightly: “It seems… we can only gamble on luck?”

With such a massive amount of classics, trying to find that memory is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The light in the library is like moonlight, gentle and bright, and has an undetectable charm.

It was as if with one thought, he could be back in a warm bed surrounded by any beautiful woman he could imagine.

Song Yu, Qin Rushi, Dong Qi, Chujiu, Nan Jing, Catalina.

Hey, how come Chief Silver Moon and Princess Betty also appeared?

oh! Humiliating the enemy seems to be a different kind of experience.

The more I think about it, the more confused I become.

Ji Xun wiped away the intoxicating and charming pictures in his mind and continued to search.

But he stopped taking books from the bookshelf in order and reading them.

Instead, I walked among the forest-like bookshelves, occasionally pulling out a book and taking a look.

Then keep walking.

There is a copy on every bookshelf.

It’s all about intuition and luck.

Ji Xun’s body became heavier and heavier, and he felt drowsy and about to fall asleep.

He held on to his will and took every step with great difficulty.

“Tsk, tsk, I’m really curious as to how I got tricked.”

Consciousness is hazy.

Happy thoughts are like caged tigers that can no longer be suppressed.

Ji Xun also knew that he could not hold on for much longer.

Most people would think that if they must die, it would be good to die in such a beautiful dream.

But Ji Xun wouldn’t think so.

The self-deprecating arc at the corner of his mouth became higher and higher, mocking his greed for pleasure.

The cowardice and greed of human nature are so ridiculous.

That’s yourself.

But not the complete self.

He is not afraid of death.

But I don’t want to die in such a confused way.

Now that I have allowed myself to see clearly a layer of illusion, my pursuit of the truth overwhelms everything else.

“The fourth time? Maybe there will be no next time.”

Even when facing a desperate situation, Ji Xun can still smile.

Even when he saw the God of Death waving to him as promised, he still had no fear.

The charm of truth outweighs the fear of death, and the joy of getting out of trouble outweighs the temptation of pleasure.

Also to prove that his existence is not just an empty dream.

Although Ji Xun’s eyes were covered with fatigue, they still burned with determination.

give up?

No.

I would rather spend the last moment of my life dancing on the tip of a knife.

Ji Xun’s belief is extremely firm.

I don’t know if it’s because of [The Bad Luck Gambler].

At a certain moment in the desperate situation, it seemed as if a mysterious power came.

When he was dying of consciousness, Ji Xun relied on his intuition to pull out a book.

The moment it opens.

The accident came without warning.

The world in front of me is like a mirror, fragmented.

Awakening like a dream.

The originally hazy consciousness suddenly saw the words clearly.

There was a passage written in that book: “The Southern Continent launched a general attack. Tailong Mechanical City relied on artillery and heavy mechas to fight fiercely for two days, and finally defeated the city.”

This is his sealed memory.

It turns out that I came to Talon Machinery City seven days ago.

Two days ago, 400,000 troops from the Southern Continent broke into the city and began fierce street fighting and massacre.

Blood dyed the streets red and soaked the ground.

Fanatic believers sacrificed millions of lives, and a bright silver moon rose in the sky.

The thousand-meter-high Silver Moon Divine Tree appeared again.

In a trance of consciousness.

The indescribable, incomprehensible, and incomprehensible Moon Goddess—Arachne, “Lord of Dreams and Pleasures

,”has arrived.