"Please?"
The Dream Traveler extended an invitation to Li Yao again.
"Wait, I have a question."
Li Yao pondered for a moment and said, "I want to know if Daniel Zhang has received your guidance and awakened his previous life with your help. According to your logic, this guy should be quite suspicious, right?"
"Of course," the Dream Traveler said.
"We're not targeting anyone in particular. Even our own people have to undergo very strict tests before they return to the ark. Of course, it's impossible for us to miss out on the author of '40,000 Years of Cultivation.' We've already tested him earlier. Under my guidance, we've continuously traced his memories of his previous five lives. There's nothing special about him."
"Oh?"
Li Yao's curiosity was greatly aroused. "What did he do in his previous five lives?"
"Going back in time from this life, he was a web novelist for three lives in a row. You know, the kind that writes weird, erotic, and exciting popular books to deceive ignorant teenagers," the Dream Traveler said.
"From the previous life to the fourth life, the development of the world in that reincarnation was slightly different. There was no such thing as a 'web novel'. He was a tabloid reporter. He wrote about the affairs of some celebrities, created some headlines that were deliberately shocking, looked for small celebrities to sue, and blackmailed them, and so on.
"From the previous life to the fifth life, he was still engaged in writing, but he was a pornographic author. It seemed to be a field that he was particularly good at. After many years of hard work, he finally gained a little fame in the industry, but he was caught in an anti-pornography campaign and received a verdict of justice. That's basically it.
"In short, he was different from a normal 'Observer.' He was an ordinary person with no moral bottom line. The original intention of his creation was purely for profit, or in his own words, 'money and beautiful women.' He did not inject any soul into his works. It stands to reason that such a person would be difficult to awaken, let alone upgrade to an Observer. However, in '40,000 Years of Cultivation,' there were a lot of things that he could not write at all. Perhaps this is why Red Pole Star is particularly interested in him.
"In any case, although he was a third-rate writer and tabloid reporter who was greedy, lecherous, and without character in his previous five lives, he did not have the slightest relationship with the Apocalypse Organization. He was the most inconspicuous kind of person, just a string of insignificant data when the earth was rebooted. Even if the Apocalypse Organization really wanted to find a spy, they would never find him."
"Understood."
Li Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and sat on the iron chair.
The Gray Mist Lady and the Dream Traveler were relieved at the same time.
Li Yao suddenly asked the Dream Traveler, "Do you have a watch? What time is it?"
"Yes."
The Dream Traveler took out a very delicate, antique pocket watch from his pocket. The case was engraved with a spiral octopus, which was full of the aura of the ocean. "It's 8: 05 in the evening."
"How many seconds?"
Li Yao asked again.
"How many seconds?"
The Dream Traveler was slightly stunned.
"Yes, accurate to the second. Tell me."
Li Yao said coldly.
"Well, it's 8: 05 and 32 seconds."
The Dream Traveler frowned. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Li Yao blinked his eyes, and a look of confusion appeared on his face. It seemed that even he did not quite understand why he was asking for the time, and why he asked so precisely.
But he soon forgot about it and nodded at the Dream Traveler. "Since it's the rule of the Ark Foundation, let's begin!"
"Okay, please relax and look at this watch. Look at the rotation of the hour, minute, and second hands."
The Dream Traveler held the watch chain, hung the pocket watch in front of Li Yao, and shook it gently.
The hour hand bloomed with a dark blue light, the minute hand flashed with a ghostly dark green, and the second hand flashed with a burning red light. The small pocket watch emitted a mechanical clicking sound, filling the entire warehouse and suppressing the storm outside, making the entire world become exceptionally quiet.
Li Yao stared straight at the pocket watch, and his eyes turned into two unfathomable whirlpools. In a trance, his senses seemed to be a hundred times sharper than before. He could clearly hear every breath and heartbeat of the Dream Traveler, the Gray Mist Lady, and Sparda, as well as the sound of blood surging in every vein in their bodies. He could also see through the containers and see the awakened ones hidden in the dark, armed to the teeth. He could even sense the torrential rain outside the military camp again and count every raindrop in the wind.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!"
Countless mosquitoes unique to the tropical rainforest flew around the dim light on the beam.
No, it wasn't "countless", but 432 mosquitoes.
The 432 mosquitoes seemed to have turned into a clear mark that was deeply imprinted in Li Yao's heart.
"Very good. I can already vaguely feel your soul. What a beautiful, spectacular, and profound thing …"
The Dream Traveler's eyes also bloomed with a bright light behind the gold-rimmed glasses. His gaze was like a hazy mist that spread toward Li Yao. "Next, read a paragraph to me. Don't mind it. This paragraph has no meaning in itself. It's just to make your brain waves resonate with mine so that I can go deep into your memory. If you agree, blink your left eye."
Li Yao deeply remembered everything around him, including the beating needle, the heartbeats of the awakened ones, the distribution of every raindrop in the wind, and the flight trajectory of the 432 mosquitoes above his head. Then, he blinked his left eye.
"The blood-black void begins to weave a network."
The Dream Traveler said softly.
"The blood-black void begins to weave a network."
Li Yao repeated stiffly.
"The cells are connected, connected again, and connected again to the main stem."
The Dream Traveler's voice was even dimmer.
"The cells are connected, connected again, and connected again to the main stem."
Li Yao's voice was obviously lower. His pupils gradually dilated, and his face became blank, as if he was drowning in endless memories.
"So, against the backdrop of the darkness, a fountain of white water spurted up high appeared."
The Dream Traveler's voice became softer and softer, as if it had turned from a feather to a speck of dust. The pocket watch in his hand also became slower and slower, as if it was frozen in midair by some strange force. In the end, it really stopped moving in midair at a 45-degree angle to the ground!
"So, against the backdrop of the darkness, a fountain appeared … Spurting up … white …"
Before Li Yao could finish the poem, he found that the entire world had turned into a blurry vortex. Everything around him was like a mixture of sand and smoke, constantly melting, splitting, and recombining. The secret port in the depths of the tropical jungle had disappeared, replaced by a city with tall buildings and glass walls that looked like ten thousand mirrors.
He dreamed again, returning to the maze that he had repeated many times in the past week.
However, this time, his mind was exceptionally clear. He knew that he was dreaming, and he also knew that his original body was sitting in the warehouse of the military camp at the port. This was a "lucid dream."
"I …"
Li Yao saw himself.
He seemed to have two perspectives at the same time. One was the "God's perspective" of looking down from a high altitude at a 45-degree angle, and the other was the immersive "first-person perspective." Through different perspectives, he quickly recalled his life in his previous life, recalling the soul-stirring and exciting battles.
"So, in my previous life, I was already a member of the resistance organization."
Watching the battles of superpowers with the most brilliant sound and visual effects, which were even more exaggerated than those in sci-fi movies, Li Yao was greatly enlightened. "No wonder I instinctively dislike the Apocalypse Organization, but I naturally feel close to the Ark Foundation. I even feel that their leader, Red Pole Star, is very, very familiar. So, in my previous life, I was a 'Prison Breaker'!"
But that was not the end.
Li Yao could clearly feel that a force was pushing him from behind, as if he had wings that allowed him to travel through memories. It must be the superpower of the Dream Travelers.
The city was reduced to ruins in the thermonuclear war, only to be reconstructed from the ruins. The mirror maze made of countless glass walls collapsed, only to be reconstructed into a new maze that was even more enormous and complicated. Li Yao traced his past in the dream and saw that in more than ten reincarnations, he was almost always a member of the resistance organization. At the very least, he was an Awakened who was naturally awakened and discovered a "bug on Earth" before he was brutally erased. He even captured a memory piece from a long, long time ago. He recalled that he used to be a mechanic and a racer in a modified car in his previous life, and he passed through a "bug on Earth" when he was rushing as fast as lightning.
It was really a long, long time ago, and the end of the reincarnation was beyond his imagination.
The memories of his previous life made Li Yao's will even firmer, and his combat ability was also more and more powerful. He could clearly feel that his soul was expanding like a congested organ.
However …
The silver-white ball had been following him in the dream.
It was originally like a balloon, connected to the back of Li Yao's head by a silver wire, hanging in midair at a distance. But every time Li Yao awakened the memories of his previous life, the distance between Li Yao and the ball would shorten a little. In the end, the silver wire between the ball and Li Yao was less than one meter, and it hovered coldly above Li Yao's head.
Li Yao's confused and uneasy face was reflected on its mirror-like surface, which was then twisted into an extremely weird and ferocious appearance.
Li Yao did not remember encountering such a thing in his previous life.
Even the "Cultivator Li Yao" in "40,000 Years of Cultivation" had never encountered such a weird existence.
"What are you? What are you exactly?"
The uneasiness in Li Yao's heart was raised to the limit. He was so anxious that he could not control his emotions. He punched at the silver-white ball. "Why are you following me?!"
"Bang!"
The extremely weird silver-white ball seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow. It was smashed into countless pieces by Li Yao's punch. However, each of the curved fragments reflected a weird and twisted face, revealing a weird smile at him.
"Finally, you have reached this step. You clearly know who you are, and you also know your true mission, right?"
Billions of faces said in unison.
Then, the countless faces turned into a bloody mouth and swallowed him in one gulp!
The memory turned into a nightmare, and he woke up from the nightmare.
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