Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"So you're saying that because of the aftermath of the battle, the memory quality in the space became very unstable, which caused a chain reaction in the dream sales house, trapping Fan Mu in a dream within a dream?"

In front of the Dream Sales House, everyone looked at each other, feeling that things were a little outrageous, yet inexplicably reasonable.

It is indeed possible, but the probability is ridiculously small...

It was as if an invisible hand was pushing me from behind. This problem happened even though it was the first time.

"Yes, brother is trapped in a dream now. He can only wake up by pulling him out of the dream!" Sangbo sighed.

"Then why don't you go?" asked March 7.

"I went there! But I failed!"

"Huh? Is this difficult?"

"Miss March Seven, you'll know if you try it. I've died countless times in there!"

As he spoke, he shuddered violently, as if he was having a stress reaction.

Death...Hearing this, Walter's eyes instantly became solemn, hoping that it would not be what he thought.

"what?"

San Yueqi's face was full of disbelief. Could it be so difficult to wake up a sleeping person?

"Little Sanyue..." Jizi patted her shoulder gently, "This Masked Fool should not lie. I wonder if you have ever heard such a saying?"

"You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep."

When they arrived in front of the unconscious Fan Mu, no matter what methods everyone used outside, it was of no avail. His body was motionless, like a cold corpse, there was no smile on his face, and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura.

Ji Zi took a deep breath and looked around at the train crew that followed her.

"Everyone, let's go and bring back our companions!"

"Ok!"

……

Everyone except Sangbo and Danheng entered Fanmu's dream through the back door.

Sangbo didn't know the reason, and the reason why Danheng was guarding outside was because everyone was asleep and someone was needed to guard outside to prevent any accidents from happening.

Following a burst of bizarre colors, when everyone opened their eyes again, they found themselves on a high-speed train. It was not the Starry Sky Train, but the kind of train that people use to go to and from get off work.

There was a dim light in the train. No human voice could be heard. It was very quiet, extremely quiet. It was pitch black outside the window, and there were echoes, as if someone was traveling through a tunnel.

At first glance, the train was very empty. There were only a few chairs with people sitting on them, and the rest were empty. No one else in the train reacted to the sudden appearance of the crowd.

"Where is this? Is this Fan Mu's dream?"

March 7 looked around, examined her surroundings curiously, and muttered curiously, but in this quiet, small train compartment, everyone could hear the sound she made.

"Looks ordinary!"

"There's no zombie crisis or anything like that, isn't it as scary as Sambo said?"

"How many times do you die..."

"We still need to be vigilant. The first thing we need to do now is to find Fan Mu!" Ji Zi reminded him, and at the same time looked at Walter, wanting to ask for his opinion, but found that he was standing there blankly, staring at a certain place, with a complicated and nostalgic look in his eyes.

The train was still moving forward at a high speed, and the carriage was filled with clang sounds. The sound was not very loud, but it was not small either in this quiet environment.

“When a story is about to end, we always remember its beginning, as if... everything has returned to the past.”

Suddenly, a girl's voice with sigh and tenderness sounded in the train.

Everyone's attention was instantly attracted. It was a girl with white hair tied in a high ponytail, wearing high heels, and a slightly torn cloak draped over her back. Her purple and white clothes were extremely gorgeous, like a suit of armor or a grand dress.

Her head was hidden in a small shadow, and her purple eyes were sparkling with even brighter purple stars.

"Like now, right?"

Rumble!

The train rushed out of the tunnel, and a dazzling golden light instantly shone in. The person who took over the conversation was a man with a small half glass of red wine in his hand and flying golden hair. He was looking through the red wine glass at the girl who was speaking!

"You don't seem surprised?"

The dazzling golden light passed, and was replaced by a light red light that spread throughout the entire carriage. Outside the train was no longer the brilliant golden sunset.

It’s like after a tiring day, you get on a train home in the evening with not many passengers. The shaking of the train and the sound of the train moving forward make you feel extremely relaxed.

Outside the window was an endless plain. There was no grass, no blue sky, no white clouds. The whole world was pale red, and the sky was covered with golden branches. In the distance, a giant tree could be seen.

“Isn’t this view nostalgic?”

"Don't be so conceited!"

A not very mature voice interrupted him, sounding a little naughty?

A strange-looking short-haired girl in a long skirt slid down the handrail horizontally, and every move was accompanied by the sound of a turning spring.

The world outside the car window turned purple again in an instant.

"She is different from us. She is going to keep moving forward!"

"So... let the people from the past stay in the past..."

Everyone on the train crew was shocked by the scene before them.

"Wow! Where is this place?" San Yueqi covered his mouth. Both the people here and the scenery outside gave people a very peaceful feeling.

This feeling is very comfortable, but it also makes people feel vaguely uncomfortable. This feeling is like a person fulfilling his last wish before dying, that kind of relief, that kind of peace of mind in facing death without regrets!

And this train is like a train on the road to the underworld leading to death and reincarnation.

They don't fit in here.

"Something is not normal here, we can't stay here for long!" Ji Zi was the first to react.

"We have to find Fanmu quickly!"

"Don't look for it."

Walter spoke slowly, facing the puzzled eyes of the crowd, and looked at the girl who was walking away.

"I think I know where he is, let's... follow him!"

"Kiana!"

He called out softly, but the girl in front of him continued to walk slowly forward as if she didn't hear him.

Seeing that the other two did not react, Walter stared at the blond man with complicated eyes, clenched his fists, and punched him without hesitation, but his fist passed through the figure.

"It seems that we can't interfere with dreams now."