Chapter 254 Flora's Dream (Part 1)
In Flora's apartment, Su Ming sat in front of the TV, ready to watch the latest anime or movie.
Although Xia Xiaoyu said at the beginning that the world's technology had long been stagnant, and apart from the improvement in productivity, there has been no progress in technology at all.
But Su Ming feels that, in fact, the world's technological progress is still quite great, but after the room for improvement is averaged over a period of 260 years, it does not seem that large.
Coupled with the rapid development of the empirical "science" of superpowers, real technology seems to be even more declining in comparison.
But no matter what, technology is still advancing. For example, everyone likes to watch TV now, because the functions of advanced TVs of this era are very close to those of computers. With a little setting, they can be exactly the same as computers.
If he is interested, he can connect a wireless keyboard and work easily while sitting on the sofa.
"What do you want to watch? I think the movie 'The Strongest Investigator' that was released a few months ago is worth watching. Do you want to watch it?" Xia Xiaoyu pressed the remote control and browsed through the available movies. "But it's a bit long and we'll have to eat soon, so let's not watch it now."
Su Ming sat next to Xia Xiaoyu, considered his words, and said, "Xiaoyu, I'm going to sleep here with Flora today."
Xia Xiaoyu's hand on the remote control suddenly stopped. She turned to look at Su Ming, blinked, and asked seriously, "She asked you to stay?"
"Well, she said she wanted me to sleep here today. She has three rooms here... Well, uh... You know, Milo just died, and Flora's mental state hasn't been very good recently. If it was before, she definitely wouldn't have invited me like this, so I think..."
Su Ming tried hard to describe his judgment, wanting to guide Xia Xiaoyu's thinking away from the direction of men and women.
"Sure, that's great. I'm also worried about Flora. She doesn't look well." Xia Xiaoyu agreed immediately.
Su Ming stared blankly into Xia Xiaoyu's eyes. Her eyes were clear, serious and innocent, and there was a hint of worry for Flora in them.
At this moment, Su Ming felt that Xia Xiaoyu was truly a noble and holy saint. Su Ming suddenly felt that he was so lucky to be with a saint like Xia Xiaoyu. Having someone like her around him simply purified his soul.
Xia Xiaoyu turned to look at Flora who was busy in the kitchen, sighed, and said to herself: "I can understand her feelings. She must feel worse than I did at the beginning. Not being able to save her relatives and having them die because of her, the latter is more desperate than the former."
Hearing Xia Xiaoyu say this, Su Ming felt like he was about to cry.
Xia Xiaoyu's past was as bad as Flora's, but no one had ever comforted her over the years. She had to deal with all the pain alone. It was surprising how she had grown up to her current age alone.
Su Ming felt that if it were him, he might collapse after a period of revelry and then do some crazy and irrational things.
After dinner, Flora watched a movie with them. In Flora's eyes, she and Su Ming watched the movie together, but in fact, Xia Xiaoyu was also present.
When going to bed at night, Xia Xiaoyu rarely bothered Su Ming, which was exactly what Su Ming wanted.
After reporting his plan to Xia Xiaoyu, he took his quilt and went to sleep on the floor outside .
If you want to use [Dream Lover] to invade other people's dreams, distance is the key. According to Su Ming's observation, sleeping against the wall in his own room may not be enough distance, but sleeping on the floor at the door is definitely enough.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Su Ming tiptoed to the door of Flora's room, quietly spread out the quilt, and went to sleep.
Su Ming fell asleep very quickly, but only the process of falling asleep was confusing. After falling asleep, he woke up instantly.
The effect of Dream Lover was activated, and he entered his own dream, and in a waking state.
Su Ming found himself sitting in a high school classroom. At the podium, the teacher was reciting formulas while solving problems on the blackboard. Su Ming looked at the blackboard carefully and saw that except for the key description, the data in the question was vague.
"Because it's a dream, it's impossible to perfectly project it into reality?" Su Ming murmured to himself.
He turned around and looked around. His classmates' faces were clear, but some of them were blurry because Su Ming was not sure who was sitting in that position. Once he was sure, the other person's appearance gradually became clear.
Su Ming thought of the beauty in her class, so she turned her head and looked in her direction. She wanted the beauty to turn her head, so she turned her head and smiled at him.
The other person was still as beautiful as in my memory, and was probably even more beautiful in the dream.
But if we have to compare their looks, Su Ming thinks Xia Xiaoyu is prettier .
The female classmates that Su Ming once fantasized about have now become nothing special in his eyes. Flora and Xia Xiaoyu have raised Su Ming's aesthetic standards. The class beauty's slightly crooked little canine tooth on the right side was once very cute, but now it has become a fatal flaw.
Su Ming was not surprised at all to see these old classmates, because he was in a dream, and after waking up, everything seemed false, and the sense of reality in a normal dream no longer existed.
Su Ming stood up from his chair, thinking that his behavior would be criticized by the math teacher.
Sure enough, the math teacher turned around, glared at Su Ming, and raised the powder in his hand: "Su Ming, what are you doing! Can't hold your urine again? Or did you not hand in your homework this morning and just remembered it now?"
The students in the surrounding classes burst into laughter, but Su Ming didn't think it was funny at all.
Although the teacher's behavior was imitated very similarly, it still felt like a robot reciting lines. The laughter of the classmates around him was very real, but lacked variety, just like the canned laughter on TV.
So this is a dream. How boring! Once you wake up, you will lose the sense of reality, and then you will just feel like a group of fake people are playing house with you, Su Ming thought.
He tried to change his dream, thinking about making his classmates quiet down and the teacher shut up.
As Su Ming thought about it, the classroom became quiet.
This is a test about the dream lover, testing whether the dream is completely dominated by himself, and the facts prove that it is indeed the case.
"That's great. This way, maybe next time I go into the white fog, nothing will happen even if I don't bring Alice with me." Su Ming smiled.
He looked around, then hooked his finger at the class beauty sitting in the window, and the class beauty walked towards Su Ming with a smile.
Now he was going to conduct a second test to see if his brain could produce intuitive feelings about things it had never experienced.
For example, except for Xia Xiaoyu, he has been isolated from girls since he was a child. So now in his dreams, can he have the imagined touch towards a woman he has never met before?
Su Ming stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the canine teeth of the class beauty, but the moment his hand touched the other's teeth, the position of the canine teeth blurred in front of Su Ming's eyes, and his hand did not touch the so-called canine teeth.
"If you have never touched something, you can't really feel it just by imagining it." Su Ming muttered to himself.
Then he stretched out his hand and touched other places. This time he did feel it, but Su Ming immediately realized that the familiar touch was from Xia Xiaoyu.
In other words, in order to fill the sense of touch, dreams directly pull out the most appropriate and closest feelings from memory and fill them into these false illusions.
It is impossible to gain a sense of reality in a dream. It seems that this characteristic is indeed the best weapon to fight against the God of Dreams.
The general test on dream things has ended, and now it’s time to go to Flora’s dream.
After Su Ming came in, he felt that there was another dream that did not belong to him. He could switch to it at any time as long as he wanted.
As soon as he had a thought, the surrounding scene blurred and faded like dissolving ink. After the scene was completely blurred, the dissolved colors gathered and became clear again, and sounds also appeared. Su Ming first heard laughter, and then saw a small wooden house.
Then he saw Flora and a very young boy.
They were playing on the swings on the lawn in front of the cabin, the boy sitting on the swing while Flora pushed rhythmically from behind.
That boy should be Milo, Su Ming thought.
Suddenly, Su Ming discovered that he had no entity in this dream, but was looking at everything from a free floating perspective.
He also knew that as long as he wanted, he could condense his own body in Flora's dream, but there was no need for that now. His main task now was to observe Flora's dream.
Su Ming's gaze turned to the cabin, which should be where Flora lived when she was a child.
Su Ming moved his floating perspective and entered the wooden house behind the siblings. However, there was nothing in the wooden house and everything was blurry.
He thought that Flora had not yet filled this space with her imagination, so the interior of the wooden house was still blurry. When Flora's activity scene was transferred to this wooden house later, all the furniture and furnishings in the wooden house would probably be materialized.
He returned to the lawn outside the house and watched Flora pushing the swing with a smile. Although the scene was warm, it was also a little strange. For example, Flora's body was completely that of an adult, while Milo still looked like a child.
Su Ming didn't know why there was such an age difference. Perhaps everyone's dreams were weird.
"Hahaha! Sister, higher! Higher!" Milo kicked his legs on the swing, extremely excited.
Flora laughed too, pushing the swing harder and higher.
Su Ming watched quietly from the side. Seeing this heartwarming scene, Su Ming felt a little relieved. He had thought that Flora might have nightmares every day after experiencing such a sad thing.
Now it seems that he was overthinking.
But is it really that easy? Flora looks like she has lost her soul in real life, so how can her dream be so warm and beautiful?
