I am practicing in a weird world

　Then the next moment, shock appeared on his face.

　I'm back here again and woke up from the bed again. In other words, everything that happened just now was a dream, a nightmare.

　That’s right, such outrageous things can only happen in dreams.

　I have never heard of a sun that has eyes, nose, mouth, and can sing.

　The sun's light can actually separate people's flesh and blood, and make people feel pain as if being corroded by strong acid. I have never heard of the sun attacking people in this way.

　In the perception of people in the waking world, the sun is a huge fireball that emits unparalleled light and heat, but in fact, the sun only shines but does not generate heat. It is a glow that causes hallucinations. People who possess this power are called users of the power of the lamp of the mind. These people further develop the power of the glow and create a daydream combat system.

　In fact, the heat emitted by the sun comes from the Dayforge, which is the heat that changes the world all the time.

　But neither the Dayforge nor the Sun will separate flesh from blood.

　There has never been such a sun, either in the physics of the waking world or in the theology of the mystical side.

　Such absurd things only happen in dreams.

　Fortunately it was just a dream. I really don’t want to die in such a ridiculous way.

　Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

　But the next moment, the expression on his face suddenly tensed again, and he thought of a horrible possibility: the previous time was a nightmare, and the one just now was also a nightmare, so am I awake now?

　Confusion appeared on his face.

　I need some verification to verify whether this is a dream or not.

　He sensed his body, but he didn't sense any signs of invasion by the glow.

　He gently patted his cheek with his hand, and a slight pain immediately came from his cheek. The feeling was very clear, so clear that it didn't feel like a dream at all.

　When I stroke the big bed under me, the feel of wood can be felt through my fingertips.

　Staring at the bed sheet, not only the wrinkles of the bed sheet are clearly visible, but even the holes in the fabric are clearly visible.

　He looked away from the bed sheet and towards the other furniture.

　Every detail of the furniture is visible, from the tiny dust scattered on it to the details of the material, they are all extremely real.

　Generally speaking, dreams cannot be constructed with details, but this place is full of details and it doesn't feel like a dream.

　But details are nothing more than the degree of fineness of control over power. Perhaps some powerful people can even construct details. Just based on the details, we cannot determine whether this is a dream or not.

　Reading books is also a way.

　The so-called dream is nothing more than a world formed by reorganizing the brain's memory as material. Materials that are not in the memory cannot be revealed in dreams.

　I am a doctor now, and I remember there were quite a few medical books on my desk.

　I know nothing about medicine, and if this is a dream, then these books should not present any knowledge.

　After all, I don’t have that knowledge in my brain, and things that don’t exist naturally cannot exist.

　He reached out and took a book from a table not far away.

　This is a very thick book called "Pharmacokinetics".

　When you open the book, unfamiliar knowledge immediately comes into view. It is knowledge recorded in words and chemical formulas, practical modern knowledge, and advanced medical knowledge.

　"It's horrible, I can't understand it at all, it's like reading a book from heaven,

　It's like mocking me for not having been to college and being illiterate. I need to read more books in the future to increase my knowledge and cultivation."

　Xiao Yi took a quick look at it and immediately put the book back to its original place.

　The details of the objects were incredibly real, and the books contained knowledge that I was unfamiliar with. This didn't seem like a dream.

　Xiao Yi thought.

　"Chirp, chirp, chirp."

　At this time, the sound of birds singing came from outside the window.

　Xiao Yi opened the curtains, and suddenly the scenery outside came into view. It was already bright outside.

　He looked at the watch on his wrist and it was already past seven o'clock.

　The time of his biological clock was delayed by more than an hour.

　Seeing this scene, Xiao Yi's face instantly turned gloomy.

　He had an impression of this scene.

　The birds are singing outside the window on time, and I wake up on time at this time, every time.

　It was like this the time before last, it was like this the time before that, and it is like this this time.

　The first two times were nightmares, and now it starts exactly the same way. Is this really not a dream now?

　However, I did not feel any signs of being invaded by the glow, and the details here were so real, and there was knowledge here that I was unknown.

　It doesn't feel like a dream.

　But the birdsong outside the window and the time I woke up were almost the same as before, and it felt like a dream again.

　Is this a dream?

　If this is still a dream, one dream upon another, endlessly, if I don't wake up, I will never be able to avoid being killed. No matter how many times I try, I will probably be killed by the absurd and ridiculous force.

　Then how should I wake up?

　Dreams belong to the art of glow. To deal with glow, both a moment of remembrance and fear are useful, but now, a moment of remembrance is useless, and only fear remains.

　I could try fear.

　If this is really a dream, such a real and terrifying dream, ordinary fear will not work, and it will bring out a special fear.

　Although I risk being haunted by fear by doing this, it's worth a try.

　I only have three days to live. I spent the first day going to the hospital to track down clues to the curse. The second day was spent going to the prison, where I learned a way to avoid the curse. Now it is the third day, and the plan is to use it to destroy the curse's lair and completely resolve it. I can't be held back by endless dreams.

　Regardless of whether I am in a dream or not, I need to give it a try. If I am in a dream, this try may help me escape from the dream. If I am not in a dream, there will be no loss except an extra layer of fear.

　Xiao Yi closed his eyes and began to imagine. What he imagined was a blood-red sun.

　There is a sun named the setting sun. It is a disappearing sunset, a sun covered with wounds. Until now, this sun is still bleeding. Those are the wounds suffered by the intercalary event. It has a red halo, golden flames and a black interior, and it is constantly moving towards death.

　There is a kind of ending and finality, its name is the setting sun. This deity likes to bring endings, and he will bring endings to some people...

　Thanks to @道化师@紫月舞 for the monthly ticket

　Volume 1: Chapter 572 Is it a dream?

　There is a ritual called the Sunset Ritual, which is a ritual that borrows the power of the setting sun.

　There is a secret book called "Operation Sunset", which records the method of borrowing the power of the setting sun.

　There is a season called the silent season. During this season, believers of the setting sun will dedicate some people to the setting sun and let the setting sun write the ending for them.

　……

　As Xiao Yi imagined, the shape of the setting sun began to become clear in his mind.

　A sun covered with wounds emerged in his heart.

　The next moment, something strange happened.

　Snow began to fall in Xiao Yi's memories. Xiao Yi clearly did not recall the snow, but the snow began to fall anyway.

　Then, a blood-red light shone out from the sun in the memory, and the light was extremely cold.

　A breath began to spread in Xiao Yi's heart. It was the breath of power. This breath was extremely huge, just like the whole world. The breath was extremely cold, which made people think of endless death.

　Suddenly, Xiao Yi seemed to see endless corpses. These corpses were scattered all over the earth under the sun. A closer look made Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly widen.

　He discovered that these corpses were all his own. Countless corpses of Xiao Yi were piled up on the ground, covering the entire earth.

　Looking more carefully, cause and effect began to emerge in my heart. Each of these numerous Xiao Yis had a different life, and the end of their lives was death.

　For no reason, fear began to grow in Xiao Yi's heart.

　Along with this fear came some information:

　The immortals under the command of Bone Pigeon are called Ghouls, and the immortals under the command of Canyang are called Broken Ones. Both types of immortals know that they are not immortal, their death is just delayed, so they tend to pursue and cherish beauty.

　In memories, the setting sun

　His figure became more and more powerful and completely unstoppable.

　It occupied Xiao Yi's mind, and the proportion it occupied became larger and larger, as if it was going to completely devour Xiao Yi's mind.

　In just a few blinks of an eye, this cold light completely occupied Xiao Yi's mind and continued to grow.

　The next moment, Xiao Yi felt that he was swallowed by the setting sun.

　"No!"

　The shout came from a bedroom. Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes in the bedroom, his eyes filled with fear.

　He suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for breath, sweating all over, his face full of fear.

　I woke up again, and sure enough, it was just a dream!

　He sensed himself, and immediately felt that fear was hovering deep in his soul, like a formless ferocious beast, existing there.

　Recollection is a moment, a memory that disappears in the next moment. Memory is a maze with a garden at its center, filled with beauty and terror.

　Just now, I saw great horror and I gained fear.

　I don’t know if I have dispelled the dream. Am I still dreaming now?

　Xiao Yi listened around him, and this time, he did not hear the sound of birds singing.

　I opened the curtains and the scene outside came into view. Outside, the sky was no longer bright, but dimly lit.

　He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The time was six past five.

　It’s not the seven o’clock time period, but the six o’clock time period, which is the time of my biological clock.

　This should mean that I have awakened from that endless dream.

　As expected, no power can fight against the gods, so the gods are useful.

　A gleam appeared in Xiao Yi's eyes. He got up, started to pack his clothes and wash up, and then started to make breakfast.

　After doing all this, he went downstairs and came to the taxi station. He said to the taxi driver who was waiting for passengers, "Sicily Airport, hurry up."

　"okay."

　The taxi driver answered cheerfully and opened the door for Xiao Yi.

　I got into the taxi, and with the sound of the engine starting, the taxi started and sped towards the airport.

　The journey was smooth and nothing strange happened.

　After a considerable amount of time, the taxi arrived at the airport.

　Xiao Yi paid the fare and entered the airport.

　There are people coming and going in the airport, including old people, young people, men, women, and children. There are all kinds of people, but overall, young people are the majority.

　Xiao Yi took a step forward, joined the crowd, and began to prepare to board the plane.

　Wait on the chair, get the boarding pass, go through security...

　The process continued, and then doubts began to appear in Xiao Yi's eyes again.

　He had done this process before, twice, and he had even done it in his dreams. The boarding process was exactly the same as in his dreams.

　Although the time of waking up is different from before, the boarding process is exactly the same as in the dream. Have I really woken up, or is this still a dream? Wait, will I still be killed by the strange sun humming a war song?

　A shadow appeared in Xiao Yi's eyes.

　Soon, the process was completed and Xiao Yi boarded the plane.

　Soon, all the passengers boarded the plane. After a while, the announcement began: "The plane is about to take off. Passengers, please fasten your seat belts..."

　With a slight push on my back, the plane began to glide and then took off. It was flying high in the sky in a short while. The scenery below was no longer visible. All that could be seen were layers of clouds.

　Around me, some people started to unbuckle their seat belts, some took out their cell phones and started reading stand-alone novels and doing other things, and some started chatting.

　Xiao Yi looked around and suddenly discovered a fact that made him shudder.

　Everything around was exactly the same as in the dream.

　Both the appearance of the passengers and what they were doing were exactly the same as in the dream.