Swhoosh, nine heads appeared on different positions of Shang Jianyao.

A total of twenty eyes were staring at the door of the "102".

"Haha, I can find it without any effort when I find it!" After a few seconds, the reckless Shang Jianyao said proudly.

He manipulated his legs and walked towards the door that looked no different from his similarity around him.

Swipe, Shang Jianyao's waist had multiple arms, either clamped or pressed, forcibly controlling the movement of his legs.

"Don't implicate everyone if you want to die!" Shang Jianyao, who was cautious and afraid of death, cursed the reckless one.

"Yes, yes." Another Shang Jianyao agreed.

"Do you really think you are Yan Hu? Yan Hu was already an awakened person who had explored the depths of the 'spirit corridor' at that time. Even if you mistakenly enter the dream of pride, you will have the opportunity to discover the gate to the 'new world' and escape from birth." The honest Shang Jianyao sneered.

The "Old Targeting Group" initially determined that Yan Hu had entered the "new world", but for some reason, he was trapped by someone and could not return to the dust freely.

He could not be trapped in the dream of Zhengsui and could not break free. In that case, he would truly become a vegetable, and his body would not be able to retain activity for a long time until now without the support of medical equipment.

At present, only strong people who enter the "new world" can show such specialness.

Shang Jianyao, who was seeking new and strange, thought about it and said:

"You can still open the door, but don't rush in and observe the situation inside at the door."

The calm and rational Shang Jianyao nodded:

"If we did nothing, what was we coming in? Prove that what enveloped Taicheng No. 1 High School is indeed a dream of Zheng Sui?"

He did not explicitly say that he was "Zhuangsheng". After all, "Bodhi" is also a year, and he is in charge of one month. The room corresponding to the "Soul Corridor" also starts with the word "1".

After a round of intense voting, Shang Jianyao and others barely reached a consensus.

His extra head and hands and feet were shrunk back at the same time, returning to his normal human appearance.

Because the Democratic Consultative Conference has decided, the peaceful and compassionate Zen Master Pudu had to walk to the "102" room on behalf of the collective and explored and grasped the brass-colored handle.

He twisted it gently, and the vermilion wooden door slowly opened back, making a faint creaking sound.

There was darkness inside the door and nothing could be seen. Zen Master Pudu Shang Jianyao tried to take a step forward.

He suddenly saw a cheerful look, as if he had come to another world. The sky was covered with dark clouds above his head, a cement square in front, and behind him were the slowly closing electric retractable doors. There were teaching buildings and office buildings on the opposite side and on both sides...

Without recalling, Shang Jianyao directly recognized this scene:

Taicheng No. 1 High School!

He had just seen it and was very impressed.

Seeing that the electric telescopic door behind it was about to close, Shang Jianyao quickly took two steps back.

After retreating, he retreated directly to the "spiritual corridor".

The vermilion door of the "102" room was closed again at some point.

After staring for a moment, Shang Jianyao chose to return to the real world.

He stood up from the door of Taicheng No. 1 High School, walked back to Jiang Baimian and others, and roughly described his experience in the "Soul Corridor".

"'102' leads to 'Zhuangsheng'' dream..." Bai Chen began to murmur to himself.

Jiang Baimian nodded, looked at Shang Jianyao, and said thoughtfully:

"If you don't come out in time, or take a few more steps forward, will you fall into a dream like we used to be, be implanted in corresponding thinking, play a role in it, can't break free, can't find your self-awareness, and be completely lost?"

"It will definitely." The calm and rational Shang Jianyao answered without hesitation.

He believes that since the "appearance" of the two dreams in the real world and the "spiritual corridor" are exactly the same, there should be no big difference in performance.

"This is the danger of the dream of Zhengsui." Long Yuehong did not hide her fears.

This is a different concept from the psychological shadows in other rooms.

Jiang Baimian said "yes":

"I was wondering, how did Yan Hu find himself in the '102' room, that is, 'Zhuangsheng'' dream, and discover the door to the 'new world'?"

At least Yan Hu is still "well" in the "new world" and is not lost in the dream of the "102" room.

"He may be lucky, and hit a certain trick, and then he found himself back. Or maybe he made some preparations in advance. When playing a student or teacher, he would always dream of various scenes on the dust in a daze, so he became confused and found out the falsehood of the dream little by little." Gnava gave the two situations he thought were most likely after analysis.

Jiang Baimian suddenly sighed:

"This is not the point. The point is that if we have a way to contact Yan Hu, we can master the 'clearance secret'. This will not only allow us to easily remove the abnormality of this Buddhist holy land, but also help the Feed to break through a dream of holding the year in the 'spirit corridor'. In that case, he should be equivalent to exploring the depths of the 'spirit corridor'."

"What a pity!" Shang Jianyao immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet, "I didn't ask Yan Hu for contact information at the beginning! He knew that he would shout 'Save me'!"

"It's too late now." Long Yuehong pointed out calmly, "Red Stone Collection is far south."

Jiang Baimian nodded gently:

"If I really can't solve the abnormality caused by the 'Zhuangsheng' dream this time, then after the company is resting, before coming back again, I'd better go to Hongshiji to take a walk."

Speaking of this, she looked at the sky:

"Get out of the ruins of this city first and come again tomorrow morning."

Before the night fell, the "old adjustment team" left the ruins of Taicheng from the original exit and found a place with clean water nearby to camp.

When assigned to work on night missions, Jiang Baimian suddenly remembered something and asked about Gnava:

"Lao Ge, what is the original name of the character I played in that 'Dream'? I remember you mentioned it before, it's Xu Qiao, right?"

"Yes." Gnava's eyes flashed red light, and he took the initiative to report the names of other people's characters, "Xiaohong is Zhang Huadong, Xiaobai's name is Lin Yan, and hey Du Shaochong."

Lin Yan and Du Shaochong are the names he determined after comparison and exclusion.

"Every character has a name, and every student and every teacher has a name, and it doesn't seem to be randomly generated..." Jiang Baimian said slowly in a puzzled tone, "Even if the former 'Zhuangsheng' came to the world really went to school or taught in Taicheng No. 1 High School, it's impossible to remember everyone's names. You must know that most of the people here are those he has not had direct contact with. It is impossible to know the other party's name. No matter how long it is, it is impossible to make a name out of nothing, right?"

Long Yuehong also has such questions. Even if the school that belongs to each floor of "Pangu Biology" has very few people, he only knows the people in his class and some of the classmates in other grades, and it is impossible to master the names of all students, teachers and school workers.

"Don't use the mortal mind to understand the power of Zhisui!" The honest Shang Jianyao started the group ridicule mode. "What we can't do does not mean that Zhisui can't do it. There is no problem with recording the names of everyone in the entire school."

Can Lao Ge be the same as us? Jiang Baimian originally wanted to reply this, but after a second thought, he found that this could naturally deduce the sentence "Can Zhisui be the same as us?", so he chose to shut up.

The scene suddenly became a little awkward. Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Gnava both suspected that Jiang Baimian would punch hard in the next second.

After a while, Jiang Baimian said carefully:

"The reason I suddenly asked Lao Ge what the name of the character I played was because when I just looked back on today's experience, I found that the remaining implanted thinking contained some memories of the character itself."

Everyone’s thinking patterns and behavioral styles are inseparable from some of the past memories.

In the quiet camp, beside the beating bonfire, Jiang Baimian's voice seemed to be a little erratic:

"I remember that character was in the top three in the grade every time he took the exam, but he was introverted because he was always separated from his parents, studied in another place, and lived in a relative's house...

"No matter how much I can't remember it. When I regained myself, most of the implanted thinking naturally dissipated."

Bai Chen nodded slightly:

"I thought about it, my character has always been in poor health. She often has colds and headaches. She asked for leave at home..."

"My character is quite inferior. She was bullied in elementary school..." Long Yuehong also began to recall.

Shang Jianyao smiled and said:

"I said that my role has excellent grades, and is in the top ten years, and is also very strong in sports. I just like to mingle with poor students, love to play tricks, be brave, and anyone dares to do it."

"Not only each character has a name, a corresponding thinking pattern, but they also have a background story and various past experiences..." Gnava helped to summarize, "Even if I had to assign thousands of people a decade or decades of life before, it was not that easy."

Isn’t this dream of “Zhuang Sheng” too real?

Once you fall into it, it really makes people unable to tell whether it is "Zhuang Sheng dreamed of a butterfly, or the butterfly dreamed of a Zhuang Sheng."

"This is one point." Jiang Baimian nodded gently and looked around, "The other point is that these characters are more or less similar to us."

"I call this the matching principle." Gnava expressed his guess.

Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and others thought about it and thought it should be like this.

Jiang Baimian was about to say that the meeting would end, but a flash of light flashed in his mind and he suddenly looked at Shang Jianyao.

"You can't slap in the face!" Shang Jianyao didn't know what he thought of, so he raised his hand to protect his face.

Jiang Baimian ignored him and said to himself:

"In theory, there is another point on the body that can be used to match and meet the situation."

"Which point?" Long Yuehong asked in confusion.

Jiang Baimian's expression was extremely solemn:
Chapter completed!