Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

Pinoconi.

After walking around for a long time with Sambo, we finally arrived at a very remote and dark corner.

"Is this what you said?"

Fan Mu's eyes twitched, he knew that Sangbo was not reliable at all.

I don't know what was wrong with him. Why did he follow me here? There was an obvious big pit in front of him, but he insisted on jumping into it.

Sangbo waved his hand. "Oh, this place is a little crude in appearance, but it can really let you enter a dream. I spent a lot of effort to get this channel!"

"It's a bit crude..."

Fan Mu looked at the old wooden house in front of him, which looked like it had just been cleaned more than ten years ago. He pushed open the creaking wooden door and saw nothing inside except a bathtub made of cement.

"..."

He was too lazy to complain.

"So how are you going to make me dream?"

"Cough!" Sambo covered his mouth and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, then strode into the door, walked to the cement bathtub and patted it.

"That's all?"

"Well, that's it!"

"..."

"Hey, brother, don't look at its appearance, you have to look at its inside, inside, understand?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's made of gold or cement, as long as it's a good place to dream!"

"...Okay." Fan Mu turned his head and looked at him, "What do you need me to do?"

He didn't really care about these things, as long as he could fall asleep.

"Brother, just lie down here, and I, Old Sambo, will take care of the rest!"

"By the way, is this considered sneaking across the border?"

"..."

"..."

Well, every time Sambo can make him speechless, and every time he thinks that after getting used to it, he can always find some tricks to play with you.

After another round of questioning, Fan Mu finally closed his eyes and lay down in the bathtub. The azure, dreamy water caused a small ripple. Finally, without knowing it, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and the whole person seemed to fall into an endless deep sea.

Woohoo! Woohoo!!

When he opened his eyes again, a strong wind accompanied by a strong sense of weightlessness blew in his face. He was freely falling in the sky, and in front of him was a city with tall buildings and golden splendor.

"..."

the other side.

After Fan Mu left, it was still a problem for everyone to move into the train. In the end, it was the people from the company who stepped in to make way for them.

"Oh, what a pity! If Fan Mu were still here, maybe he could come with us now!"

San Yueqi sighed and said with great regret.

At this time, Sunday, who was walking in front, spoke at the right time, with a very elegant movement and one hand behind his back.

"We will reserve two seats for everyone on the train, and the remaining two guests are always welcome to come!"

"really?"

"Thank you, Mr. Sunday! You are such a kind man!"

Hearing this, San Yueqi's eyes lit up instantly. He clasped his hands together and expressed his sincere thanks. Then he took out his cell phone and contacted Fan Mu.

Ji Zi and Walter also thanked him one after another, and they both breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. They all knew that Fan Mu didn't like to come out, but coming out and returning disappointed were two different things.

They wanted to find a suitable time to speak, but they didn't expect the other party to bring it up on their own initiative!

After walking for a while, everyone arrived at the door of their own room.

"March, what's going on? Did Fan... did Fan Mu reply?"

Xing asked as she leaned beside Sanyueqi. She felt a little awkward when she mentioned the word Fanmu again. There was no way. With her identity changed, she felt that any name she gave would be weird.

"without!"

San Yueqi puffed her cheeks as she looked at the last message, which she had sent ten minutes ago.

"I see..." Xing seemed to be thinking about something, "I guess he just happened to have something to do, so he sent a message and called me twice. If he saw me and wanted to come over, he would come over by himself."

"Yeah." March 7 nodded, edited two messages and sent them out, then stopped paying attention.

Everyone went into their own room and lay down in the luxurious bathtub.

……

Pinocchio Dreamland.

It didn't take long for the novelty to wear off after entering. Somehow, Fan Mu sat on a bench and suddenly felt very disappointed and lost. It was as if in his heart, this place shouldn't be like this, and he always felt like something was missing.

Isn't it nice here? Isn't it beautiful?

He looked at this city that never sleeps, at the huge lottery machine placed in the middle of the building opposite, which was as tall as the floor, and at the various shops on the street, each of which was extremely luxurious.

There is no garbage on the streets here. They are very clean, so clean that they almost reflect light. There are also various balloons, lights, and small decorations on the streets...

Every place here is so dazzling, so dazzling that even with his knowledge he can't find words to describe it.

But in this huge and luxurious place, he felt lonely. He sat on a bench, watching the people coming and going. Everyone had a smile on their face, some very faint, but definitely there!

He seemed to be forgotten and abandoned by the world. He was wrapped in loneliness, like a stray dog ​​wandering alone.

He can't do anything here... No, that's not right, he can still play with his phone and sleep in his dreams.

The reason he came here...

For what?

He didn't know either.

Fan Mu thought so while deceiving himself.

He came here just for fireflies, but how could he find them in such a vast crowd?

And he didn't want to look for it. Was he afraid?

He himself didn't know. He only knew that every time he had the thought of going to look for her, his heart would beat fast and he would feel a little uncomfortable, accompanied by a palpitation.

On the one hand, he wanted to get to know her and touch her face. On the other hand, he told himself that it was fine. Fake was fake after all. He loved the firefly in the simulation, not her now. Since the other party had lost her memory, why should he rashly disturb her and graft that non-existent relationship onto her?

The two were just strangers.

With the Herrscher core in hand, he doesn't have to worry about the problem of loss of entropy.

"..."

"Let's just...go for a walk."

Fan Mu stood up. He was still wearing ordinary clothes today, the ubiquitous black, and a hat, which blocked out the bright light and partially isolated him from this place. The hat was like a thin film, protecting him, so that he could feel a little more at ease.

Walk around for a while, and if it doesn’t work, just quit. This way you can avoid the trouble that will come later.

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!

The sound of machines was everywhere.

As he walked, he saw a dessert shop. He stopped and saw the familiar little cakes displayed in the cabinet in front of the store.

How about...buy one and try it?

……

"It's really choking," was his evaluation. The familiar taste lingered in his mouth, and scenes of him and Firefly flashed through his mind. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

Just as he was walking down the street, an emotionless voice came.

"Hey, guest over there, do you want to have a sweet dream?"

Fan Mu looked around, trying to find the person who made the sound. He felt that the other person might be calling him. Finally, he saw big eyes on a store.

"you are?"

"Dream Sales House, you can buy all kinds of dreams from me. Of course, if you have a dream that makes your eyes light up, our store can also buy it!"

"Dream Sales House...Sweet Dreams..."