I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

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Yi Lin heard the name again.

It seems that everyone in the whole town knows Green, but they don't know Green.

This time, Yi Lin did not show any strange emotions similar to surprise, surprise, shock, wonder, and doubt.

He just smiled slightly and continued to curl Alan's delicate brown curly hair with his hands.

Huh?

It turned out that the movement of the head was quite sensational.

No wonder Yiyi likes to twist his head.

Yi Lin suddenly had such an absurd idea.

"Have you seen him?"

"Alan hasn't seen it."

Allen thought about it seriously for a while, then shook his head vigorously.

"uncle."

Allen suddenly raised his head, and with his eyes that were as clear as sapphires, he looked at Yi Lin and asked timidly: "I want to know why they all have fathers, and Allen doesn't have a father? Isn't Allen... not enough? Good? Is Allen's painting not good enough?"

Allen hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head: "Is the picture that Allen drew looks like Dad, and Dad will come back?"

"No." Yi Lin said softly, "Alan is a good boy. Your paintings are also very...soul."

"But……"

"Don't worry. There will be, and your father will definitely come back." Yi Lin got closer and looked at Alan's blue pupils as if looking at the sky: "Hey, go to sleep. When you wake up, just look at the sky. Everything is there."

Allen heard this, with a black line: "Uncle, how do you say this kind of deception to children? It's too low level."

Yi Lin chuckled.

While chatting, Allen has neatly arranged the crayons and paintings on the desktop, ready to wash and sleep.

"Goodbye uncle."

"Goodbye Alan."

After walking a few steps, Alan turned his head again with a serious expression: "Judy secretly said that if Uncle wants, he can stay here overnight."

"Uh, please tell Judy, uncle is very busy, he must be next time."

"Okay! Next time, I will tell Judy another day."

Alan didn't doubt that he had a car, smiled slightly, and squeezed out the cute dimples on both sides of his mouth: "Good night, uncle."

"Good night Alan."

"I wish you a wonderful night."

"..."

...

Yi Lin paid enough for the room and did not choose to stay at Judy's house overnight.

——Inappropriate.

Xing Fei finally seemed to be unable to stand it, and fell asleep completely.

Yi Lin is alone.

in the room.

Head down.

As the sky dimmed, the light shaking light overhead cast a mottled shadow on Yi Lin's face.

He kept rubbing the old compass in his hand.

On the compass.

The pointer keeps spinning, seemingly endless.

Yi Lin's expression did not seem to have changed on the surface.

But after careful consideration, it seems to be thinking, hesitating, and entangled.

I don't know how long it took.

Xing Fei yawned and walked in.

As he walked, he said, "This task is weird. When I wake up, I can't figure out whether I'm in reality or dream. It's difficult to do! Wait, wait, you should see me?"

Seeing that Yi Lin ignored him at all, Xing Fei couldn't help but leaned forward and stretched out his hand to shake in front of Yi Lin a few times.

When the boundary between dream and reality is broken, and when one wakes up, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is reality or dream. This feeling will be weird no matter who it is.

Yi Lin put away the compass silently.

When he raised his head again, Yi Lin looked at Xing Fei with a gentle and warm smile.

In fact, if the person who partnered with Yi Lin this time was Little Fatty, or Pan Xiaozheng, or Oda Mai and other experienced people, when they saw Yi Lin showing such a kind smile, they would definitely have more How far to hide, and silently re-read what Yi Lin had said.

"If it were you, what would you do if you wanted to wake up from a dream?"

Xing Fei was taken aback: "Wait, you seem to have asked this question once."

"Have you asked?"

"After asking, I am 100% sure."

"I forgot."

"..."

"If it were you, what would you do if you want to wake up from the dream?" Yi Lin repeated the question again.

Seeing that Yi Lin didn't mean to be joking, Xing Fei replied seriously after thinking for a moment: "It should be doing something very exciting, pinching your face is just one kind. Or falling from high altitude? Or something else? Anyway, who You know, dreams are simple and very simple, and complicated and complicated."

Yi Lin took out the compass again and played with it over and over.

A compass is very interesting.

Xing Fei also noticed that Yi Lin had a compass that seemed nothing special in his hand, and the pointer was spinning steadily.

It seems broken.

Generally, the direction pointed by the compass is motionless.

But the compass in Yi Lin's hands, the pointer even turned out of rhythm.

With the pointer rotating, Xing Fei was a little dizzy and chest tight.

Before Xing Fei had time to ask more curiously, Yi Lin asked again: "How do you know if you are in a dream or in reality?"

"Uh... pinch yourself to see if you can wake up?"

"You'll know if you try it now."

As soon as Yi Lin's voice fell, Xing Fei did not expect Xing Fei to pinch hard.

Very hard.

Although Xing Fei's strength attribute is not too high, he is also very cruel to himself, and his left face swells in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck? Ouch..."

Xing Fei covered his face and screamed in pain.

But still did not wake up.

Although the conversation between the two seemed to be joking.

But Xing Fei already understood.

After crying out, Xing Fei's expression became extremely solemn: "What you actually want to say is that we have no way to tell whether we are in a dream or reality?"

Yi Lin nodded and shook his head again.

"But, I obviously went to sleep."

Yi Lin retorted: "Who told you that after falling asleep, you are in a dream?"

"But you obviously told them that..."

Xing Feigang said these words smoothly, but he suddenly remembered Yi Lin's sinister smile after confronting the trio, and he suddenly realized: "Wait, you were fooling them?"

"What are you talking about huyou, they asked, I kindly told him, don't I also confiscate the money? How is this huyou?"

Yi Lin smiled.

"Wonderful!"

Xing Fei slapped his thigh fiercely, very painful.

But still did not wake up.

Yi Lin continued: "I personally think that dreams can simulate all appearances, but a certain fact that a person's deepest subconscious ‘trusts’ can’t be simulated by dreams."

"For example, a top that never stops spinning."

"Or a flower that never fades."

"Or, someone who is completely dead, and believes deep down in my heart that he will never reappear."

"A certain piece of scenery that will never appear in front of you."

"Something that will never appear."

Yi Lin gave many examples in a row. Xing Fei listened and nodded: "I understand, according to what you said,'falling asleep' is not necessarily a dream, and'waking up' is not necessarily true waking up. So if you want to truly judge whether you are in the dream world or in the real world, the evidence is to find out what you subconsciously believe in'absolutely impossible'?"

"Once'this incident' happens, it means that we are still in the dream world, not in the real world."

After all, Xing Fei was also on the mental side, his brain turned bangs, sorting out Yi Lin's thoughts on plot trial.

"If this is the case, then the real danger of this trial is likely to be here! If you can't distinguish between dreams and reality, and go to sleep stupidly into dreams, maybe... the worst possible That is, I will never wake up?"

Thought of this.

Xing Fei was extremely frightened when he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he was. He couldn't help but shiver, his back was cold, and the forehead was faintly sweaty.

"It's very likely." Yi Lin nodded: "I think this may be the biggest danger in this trial. I guess they haven't found it yet."

"Fuck it? Then you trick them into dreaming and killing monsters? You are good or bad. But I like it, hehehe."

Yi Lin slapped the lid of the compass to close tightly. After reluctantly putting it away, he said: "In fact, it is not. Dreaming is a must. If you don't, you can't complete the main task at all."

Xing Fei figured out the deep meaning hidden in Yi Lin's words: "You mean... you actually already know how to pass this trial?"

"That's right." Yi Lin sighed lightly.

"Fuck! Then wait for a fart! Hurry up."

Xing Fei rolled up his sleeves, wishing to kill "Green" directly and chop it into pieces to return to the real world.

He is still busy all over the world looking for ancient books on alchemy to study.

How can there be time spent in the trial?

"Don't worry." Yi Lin raised his head, emptied his eyes, looked at Xing Fei, and said with a smile: "I haven't told you how to wake up from the dream."

"Huh? Please speak."

"For us, what is ‘absolutely impossible’ to happen and can’t let ‘it’ happen?”

"Well, a lot." Xing Fei became tangled.

"Yes. There are indeed many. But for everyone, there is one thing in common. That is..."

Xing Fei was taken aback.

The reason for the change in his mood was not because of Yi Lin's words.

It's the direction from which the sound comes.

From behind him.

In front of him, Yi Lin has no idea when he will disappear.

The speed is incredible.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Lin had walked behind him.

But……

What is this guy running behind me?

Does it smell better behind?

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In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Xing Fei's mind.

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With the sound of a sharp knife stabbing the skin and flesh, from the inside of his body, after it was transmitted to the ears in a strange way, and then reacted, Xing Fei clearly felt the sharp pain in his chest.

It was a blood red knife.

That knife is a bit familiar.

That knife completely penetrated his chest, penetrated from behind with incomparable precision, pierced through the heart, and showed through his chest.

That relaxed and happy feeling gave Xing Fei the illusion that his equipment was all paper.

"It's'death'. For us, the thing that is absolutely impossible is death. What can survive after death is even less likely to emerge from reality. So..."

Xing Fei's eyes were dark, and the second half of the sentence was even harder to hear.

Yi Lin took away Xing Fei's queen with a single knife.

He looked down at Xing Fei's body.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

Xing Fei's corpse suddenly turned into black dust, blending into the ground, in the same way as the corpse of a faceless person.

"really."

It doesn't feel right.

There is no confusion value, nor is it right.

The way the corpse is handled is even more wrong.

Zi Zi Zi-

The black-and-white TV, which had been broadcasting junk TV commercials, suddenly heard a harsh noise.

After the noise.

After Yi Lin's head was cut off with a knife, the TV host "Green", who should have been cool, appeared on the show again.

And it was broadcast live.

"Yo! Good evening. Welcome to the beautiful and warm town of Green! This is a dream vacation paradise! Now, it’s the annual'Green Festival' again! I don’t know what will happen in this year’s Green Festival. What about such wonders? Please wait and see."

"I wish you a wonderful night."