Chapter 636: Illusory Reality

After climbing more than a dozen floors in one breath, Roland only felt his feet sore when he relaxed.

This old-fashioned building has no elevators at all, even in his dream, he is glad that he did not appear on the top floor.

Undoubtedly, it must be Zero who caused all this, but it's not entirely Zero—because no one would use this method to retaliate against themselves.

Working hard to create a weird dream, the only function is to let yourself witness her failure, not only deprived of the memory of being a pure person, but also turned into a junior high school student with no power to restrain the chicken?

For a while, many evil thoughts popped into Roland's head.

With Zero's current appearance, no matter what I do to her, she has no power to resist.

Could this be considered revenge?

It can only be said that what Jieluo did at that time caused the incredible recasting of the memory, but the final result was definitely not what she hoped to see.

If this huge tube building is a faithful reflection of Jie Luo's memory, it is just a building.

In the distance, the rising skyscrapers and the endless traffic of vehicles and pedestrians on the street obviously belong to his memory—a soul from the modern world.

Zero and the people she devoured merged into this dream as modern people, which meant that her attempt had completely failed.

This is a more reasonable inference.

What about himself?

Roland was thinking about this question as he walked slowly downstairs.

He doesn't belong here, at least, he doesn't belong in this loser's building. An obvious feature is that he still has a complete memory, knowing that he is in a dream, and can leave this place at any time.

Of course, next he had to order a more convenient falling tool. Last time he rolled off the sofa and hit his head, this time he still felt a dull pain, which showed that the reality of the dream had reached the level of being fake.

That being the case, what step can it achieve in terms of richness?

Is it all-encompassing or just a shell?

...

Roland returned to Room 0825 and carefully checked the residence again.

It was a standard one-bedroom and three-living room without a balcony. The three single rooms were Roland's bedroom, Zero's bedroom, and a utility room. There are some big items in the utility room, such as an old-fashioned bicycle without a flywheel, a sewing machine, a rusted iron door, etc. It is estimated that selling scraps is not worth a lot of money.

Then he walked to the door of Zero's bedroom, and there was an obvious notice on the door: No unauthorized entry.

It's just that this kind of warning is nothing in Roland's eyes.

He pushed open the door unceremoniously, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose.

In the small room, the furniture is neatly arranged, even the bed is folded, the table and the floor are spotless, it is hard to believe that this is something a junior high school student can do.

After Roland turned around, his eyes were quickly attracted by a cartoon diary placed in a corner of the desk.

She actually has the habit of writing a diary?

This is a good opportunity to learn about Zero's past experiences.

For him, there is no psychological pressure to peek at a little girl's diary in a dream.

Roland picked up the pink notebook and found a plastic lock on the side.

But this kind of stuff can't trouble him at all.

The function of the plastic lock is to give the child a psychological comfort, and it has no function to prevent peeking. Roland found two toothpicks, inserted them into the lock hole and fiddled with them, and then pried the lock open with a few strokes.

Turning to the first page, although the handwriting on the paper is immature, there are few ink dots and corrections. It is obvious that she is quite serious when writing these things.

"On February 16, because the school moved, I was entrusted to a family in a different place. The owner of the house was named Roland. He was a not very particular uncle. His job was to work in a bar. He often slept during the day and went out at night until the early hours of the morning. I just came back, and my body always smells of alcohol. I really don’t want to live here, but my family said that he asked for the least boarding fee, and also included meals. to the country."

What the hell kind of background is this? Roland couldn't help but bared his teeth. Since he was a child, he went to bars very few times, let alone working there. However, the dream itself is an unreasonable place, it often stitches together multiple irrelevant fragments, and it doesn't feel strange in the dream.

Thinking of this, he was too lazy to bother with Meng.

"On February 27th, school started. Uncle Roland seems to have lost his job. He looks very decadent. The dinner turned into instant noodles, which I bought back."

"On March 2, all the recent pocket money was spent on instant noodles. It won't work like this. According to the magazine, twelve years old is the time to grow your body, and you must ensure adequate nutrition. I have to negotiate with my uncle. If you beat me up, I'll just...be patient. I don't want to go to the countryside."

"On March 3, he agreed to my proposal, great! Every month he will give me part of the living expenses to buy fresh food. But as long as I am not in school, I have to cook three meals, Who is taking care of whom? Why do I think he should give me an extra salary? It doesn’t matter, anyway, I often do these things at home, and I’m used to it.”

"On June 8, three months after I came to the new city, I have gradually adapted here. I have made many friends, and my grades are also the best in the class. Although Uncle Roland is very careless and always slovenly, but in fact he is not He's a bad guy, at least he never hits me. It's a pity that he still hasn't found a job, and he looks like he's about to give up. Find a way to help him."

"June 22, uh... It's so hard to make money. I drew some cartoons and sold them to the students in the cram school, and I only made fifteen yuan in the end. That's not enough for two days' food. Is his tone too casual? After all, he is an adult, and he feels a little impolite, but he can't control it. Could this be the rebellious period?"

"June 25th, my God, I was scared to death today. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle Roland fall off the chair. Fortunately, there was a sofa underneath. The chair is so high, is it possible that he wants to commit suicide? People are angry, if they get injured, wouldn’t they be unable to find a job? Forget it, I’ll ask him what’s going on tomorrow.”

Leaving out the insignificant details, Roland read the entire diary in half an hour, and got a general understanding of the reason why Zero lived with him in the same room.

The dream seems to have concocted a background that fits the modern identity for everyone. This is undoubtedly an extremely complicated construction. It is impossible to complete it with his brain alone. It is no wonder that he was unconscious for almost two hours after the soul duel. moon.

When he locked the diary and put it back in place, Roland couldn't help but startled.

I saw a stack of books beside the desk, which seemed to be the little girl's textbooks.

He swallowed, reached out and moved all the textbooks over.

The first book is Chinese, and the second is ideological and moral education. When he turned to the third book, his breathing became short of breath.

That is the chemistry textbook used by the sophomores.

Its content is very simple, with very little text, most of which are illustrations. At first glance, it looks like a hundred thousand whys, but when Roland turned to the last page, a long page folded into several folds fell out .

After flattening it, a complete periodic table of elements appeared before his eyes.