Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

I always feel that it was not a dream.

But now, everything seems beautiful like a dream.

The sudden thought startled Zhang Yi.

But isn’t everything in front of us so beautiful?

He owns a 140-square-meter three-bedroom apartment in Tianhai City, a BBA car worth two or three hundred thousand yuan, and a sweet and lovely girlfriend who is about to get married.

Life here is happy and warm.

The world in the dream is cold and cruel.

But why is he always immersed in the world of dreams and unable to extricate himself?

Fang Yuqing stared into Zhang Yi's eyes and asked gently, "So, what do you think is better, here or in the dream?"

Zhang Yi looked at Fang Yuqing and smiled without hesitation, "Of course this place is better!"

There is no hesitation about this.

Any normal person would choose to live in this place if given a choice.

"That's it! Since it's better here, don't worry about it. Just live a good life!"

Fang Yuqing took Zhang Yi's hand and ran forward with a smile.

Spring is here and flowers are blooming. The breeze is gentle and the grass in the park near the community is green. Many people come here for walks with their pets. Everything seems beautiful.

……

"Brother Zhang Yi, everything is an illusion, wake up quickly!"

"Remember, you are Zhang Yi, the Chaos of the Jiangnan District, and Yang Xinxin's beloved brother."

A distant voice came from the sky, echoing violently in Zhang Yi's mind.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Everything in front of me has returned to its previous appearance. There is no longer the white ceiling, the gentle and lovely Fang Yuqing, or the united and friendly neighbors, and the warm Yuelu community.

Zhang Yi stared blankly ahead. Only a young monk looked at him with surprise and regret.

Zhang Yi suddenly felt a little cold on his face.

He just shed tears without realizing it.

Everything seems like a dream.

Even though you know that everything you just experienced is fake, it is still unforgettable.

The funeral director said, "Amitabha, I never thought you, the donor, would have such concentration. It seems you have a connection with Buddhism!"

The funeral master said with emotion.

The six sense objects can drag people into an illusion, allowing them to see the most beautiful world and become addicted to it.

Even if I realize that it is an illusion, I don't want to wake up.

But Zhang Yi actually escaped from the illusion, which made the funeral master feel deeply moved.

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, but his heart was filled with infinite emotion.

How could he have such good concentration that he could wake up from the beautiful illusion woven in his heart?

However, during his communication with the Snow Mountain Eagle, he learned about the abilities of the Burial Master.

He had long been on guard against this move by the Undertaker.

So before entering the Great Snow Mountain, he asked Yang Xinxin to shoot him an arrow.

The power of the rules system is mandatory and absolute.

The rules of this arrow will only take effect after Zhang Yi is controlled by the illusion.

Through absolute ability, he forced Zhang Yi to realize the reality.

There was no Yang Xinxin in the dream, but Zhang Yi absolutely could not forget Yang Xinxin, so the dream naturally broke, forcing Zhang Yi to return to reality.

He raised his head and looked at the funeral master, saying softly, "Thank you for letting me see everything. Although those were all fake, they helped me make up for years of regret."

Isn’t it happiness to be able to have a beautiful dream?

The next moment, Zhang Yi's tone turned cold.

"But I won't pretend that nothing happened since you attacked me!"

The Undertaker frowned and said, "I just want to seal you temporarily. I know that you have been secretly colluding with Luo Zhuo for a long time."

Zhang Yi nodded: "I'm glad to know. Now I have nothing more to say."

After he finished speaking, he did not rush to take action.

Instead, he waved to the side.

A woman slowly walked out from Mu Yan's shadow space.