Chapter 480
2021-01-06
Chapter 480 Dream Visitors (Part 1)The original plan is more than half a month, and I want to play with it There is no problem, but now that the situation has changed drastically for a week, and the preparation time is limited to the limit, if you think things are still going well, naturally you can no longer hide it from your subordinates.
After sending off the messenger and defector from Eastwatch, Igor immediately called an emergency meeting of Queenscrown's core management to publicly announce the sudden new decision made by oneself, and to suppress everyone. After the different opinions of the people, they carefully discussed the issue of "Which less important tasks can be skipped or postponed when there is only one week left to prepare for the war", and then made a new work assignment and schedule based on the discussion results. Arrangement... to finally formulate the "true and definitive version" of the southward expedition plan.
Wait until the follow-up impact caused by the major decision-making change of "starting early" will be roughly straightened out, and all preparations will be made for the smooth start of the strategy and entry into orbit, the time is nearly midnight. Sharpening an axe does not delay the work of chopping firewood is an eternal truth. Igor has already realized from practice that the leader cannot do everything himself, dare to hand things over to his subordinates and give them full trust. He was exhausted physically and mentally. I insisted on continuing to work, but returned to the house after simply grooming and lying on the bed, ready to use enough rest to ensure that I have plenty of physical energy and to welcome the new day with a better state and efficiency.
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Under the gray sky, fine snow was flying, and the huge Queenscrown inner fort was gone.
Igor realizes that oneself is dreaming before taking two steps in a desolate courtyard.
From a very young age, he had a useless, not very rare, but very interesting special ability: lucid dreaming.
As long as he's dreaming, and there's a recognizable weirdness and difference between the dream and reality, he'll quickly spot this and figure out that oneself is dreaming.
If that's the case, then it's not worth mentioning...but what makes him more powerful than a normal lucid dream owner is that after years of familiarity and self-training, he has raised the probability of seeing through dreams to 100%. More than 90%, and successfully unlocked a lot of permissions to control oneself's dreams.
Igor is a rare, high-level dream controller among lucid dream owners.
Dream controllers will not be led by the natural development of dreams, but are omnipotent: they can either knead and shape the dream world like Creation God, or they can give oneself the imagination. All abilities, you can also make the person that oneself wants to see in front of you, make the event that oneself want to happen...and act wilfully act wilfully, do some stupid, stupid or bad things that normally would never be done in reality, Fully satisfy the dark desires or novelty deep in human nature without bearing any consequences and psychological burdens.
Well, even if you blow this ability out...it's still a useless skill.
But, you can't do anything else while you sleep anyway, so why not do it?
However, although Igor can tell that oneself is dreaming, and can control the dream state at will, but after all, he has not found a way to decide "whether to dream or not during a certain sleep". As he got older, the frequency of his dreams also decreased, and the experience of wanton behavior in lucid dreams became increasingly rare... In fact, he hadn't dreamed for a long time.
Walking past the snow-covered and flawless Queenscrown Inner Castle Yard, Igor began to think about what fun he should have with this lucid dream, and then saw the office building more than ten meters away. someone standing.
Accurately, a silver haired woman with her back turned to him.
Unlike the usual ash-gray "silver hair", this woman's full head of hair is really "silver" - they gleam like molten sterling silver Bright, and if the slightly raised hair in the breeze made it recognizable, Igor couldn't help but suspect that it was mercury or some similar liquid metal.
It's Daenerys, it seems to be a glorified version! ?
Igor roughly understands what happened: oneself has not been a woman for a while, under the influence of physiological needs, the subconscious mind has turned into a beautiful woman in a dream, for him to dispel his desires.
In reality, he still adheres to the self-control of holding the hanging, because the major event has not yet been completed and still needs to be cautious. But this is a dream, and everything that happens here will not affect or interfere with reality in any form. Of course, there is no need for these meaningless self-imposed restrictions. It is also a good choice to experience the taste of Queen in advance here.
Just use this as a dream pastime tonight.
With a certain idea, he smiled slightly and walked towards the mysterious woman.
One step, two steps...he approached the target slowly and without haste - as an experienced driver and seasoned lucid dreamer, he had enough experience to simulate in his dreams anything that should arise. Sensory experience, while maintaining dream stability, with little to no emotional ups and downs leading to last-minute waking up. The distance between the two gradually approached, and the woman turned around when he approached to a few meters, but it was not Daenerys, but another young woman with a completely unfamiliar face, but with an astonishing beauty.
In dreams, shouldn't there be faces you've never seen before? But, if oneself has seen such a woman, it should be impressive, how could it be unfamiliar? Igor was a little confused, but what attracted his attention even more was that the other party's beautiful face had a small and delicate nose, and the thin and tender lips like the first cherry blossoms were slightly pouted, and the beauty contained obvious oriental characteristics... There are a pair of bright purple eyes, which are as dazzling as a beacon in a dream where everything is not so real, and the radiated eyes are as sharp as a sword, which is captivating.
Who is this and what's going on?
Igor was secretly strange in his heart, but he was satisfied that this oneself dream had transformed the woman's superb beauty, and he continued to approach without delay, reaching out to pull her.
There was a hint of confusion on the young woman's close, impressive pretty face, and then she did something Igor didn't expect: she took a step back to avoid him touching the hook. With the movement of , the stepping out foot turned into a dazzling streamer before it landed - in the airflow of the asserts the senses, "flash" to another position a few meters away from Igor's side!
"What are you doing?" The two looked at each other again, with the same surprised expressions, and asked in unison.
One is wondering why the other party is behaving rudely, and the other is wondering: dreams are projections of reality. I have seen the same or similar ones in reality... But now, a person whose subconscious has manifested for his entertainment can actually resist in a way he has never seen before?
Igor was stunned for a few seconds by this miraculous method he had never seen before, and then he suddenly became disbelieving: oneself, but the owner of this dream, can't help you, a little girl transformed into a subconscious mind?
With a slight movement in his mind, he exerted an ability in a way that even oneself could not understand, condensing the air around the young woman to restrict her movement, while the doors of the surrounding buildings opened with the sound of peng peng , Igor's subordinates manifested by his thoughts - several blurred tall Big Black people aggressively rushed towards the immobilized woman in the field, vowing to capture and strip her and send her to the master's bed. go with.
The woman froze in place and blinked her eyes. For a moment, it seemed that she was about to surrender obediently...but the next second, she used an incredible method again.
The master of the dream clearly felt that the woman opened the valve in her body that had previously suppressed a certain force. Taking her slender body as the center, the snow on the ground was shaken by this force and flew into the midair... After a while, the mechanism controlling this force was completely relaxed, and an incredible amount of energy gushed out violently, like a thermonuclear weapon. The blast-like air shock wave spreads to all directions!
Igor feels that oneself is like a small reef in the tide, letting the huge waves that are enough to destroy heaven and extinguishing earth pass by without the power to resist. Usually, being scared, dead, or seriously injured in a dream would wake him straight up, but for some reason it didn't happen this time. The brawny man subordinates that his consciousness condensed were first torn apart by this wild wave, then the buildings and city walls that were exactly similar to the inner fort of Queenscrown, the roofs were scraped, the bricks and beams collapsed, and then For a moment, the earth also cracked and disintegrated in front of this unstoppable force. In the end, the entire world was destroyed by this incredible force and blown away to infinity, disappearing into the field of vision, and there was no entity within sight. The object exists, only the endless monstrous flames, and the silver haired woman floating on this sea of flames.
"Now, can we talk properly?"
Hearing the woman ask irritably, Igor closed his mouth wide, and then came back to his senses.
He didn't wake up, because the surging force didn't touch or hurt him at all, but only destroyed the entire dream, and oneself is now floating in midair without touching the ground or going up or down. !
What the hell is this? oneself just wants to have some fun with the limited lucid dreaming time before waking up!
By this time, Igor had vaguely realized that something was wrong. However, the less complete rationality and self-control in his sleep, and the intense curiosity of a lucid dreamer and seeing others do what one loves to do, one is inspired to try it again, still make him unable to settle down: this The woman destroyed the Queenscrown composed of oneself's subconscious, but the things in the dream are still in the dream no matter how many times they are destroyed - then, the Divine Ability that the other party can use, after seeing the oneself, as long as you think about it, you should be able to grasp and use it immediately Just come out.
As my mind moved again, the boundless fire sea around it really rose and fell again, and the fiery golden red flame succumbed to the dream master's imagination. The Supreme authority began to weaken, and finally extinguished into nothingness. In the dark and empty space, light objects floated up, heavy objects sank, and the sky and the earth began to take shape again under Igor's will...
The silver haired woman should have been angry, but the first time she encountered the daring to offend And someone who ignores her, is angry for some reason doesn't raise. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh holds the forehead, there's nothing to do with this curious baby - Igor wins, it's really his dream, if he doesn't Ken stopped, in the case that oneself didn't want to wake him up, the two could play with each other until dawn, then the business would be delayed...
Shaking her head, she lifted the head again Come on, sighed like a mother who can't take a bear child: "Igor, if you keep playing, you'll wake up."
"en?" is playing splitting heaven and earth apart. Happy, Igor, who had even forgotten his original plan to show his lust, finally stopped what he was doing, "You, do you know this is a dream?"
"Of course I do. This is a dream." The silver haired woman was also the first time she met such a lucid dreamer. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and asked with a frown, "So, now, can you stop nonsense and listen to me? "
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Intuitively, Igor felt that it would be funny to communicate with a certain character in the dream in a serious manner even when he knew it was a dream. ; But intellectually, after seeing the other party's repeated magical means and amazing words, he began to wake up and realize that the strange woman in front of him may not be the product of oneself's consciousness...
If there is. A certain existence has the ability to incarnate into oneself's dream and talk to oneself. Even if it is only out of caution, oneself should not continue to play with dreams and challenge the other party's tolerance limit.
After a simple weighing of the pros and cons, Igor put away his casual expression, leaned slightly in between Heaven and Earth that had not yet formed in the dream, and said in a serious tone: "Please allow me to apologize for the offense I have just now, and I will follow you below. I just misunderstood—you are part of my dream too. Dare you ask ma'am, who are you?"
"We haven't met, but you must have heard my various names. However, consider To the pressure you have relieved me and your outstanding contribution to the human world, and also out of the frankness and courtesy of communication, I will tell you my real identity." The woman did not put on airs or deliberately mystifying, but answered bluntly and indifferently, "I am the daughter of True Dragon, R'hllor Foster."
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(end of chapter)