Chapter 1 My Dream Is Real

In the distant horizon, the morning sun rises lazily, barely reaching half of my head.

The deep red morning glow spread across the sky.

Chen Feng curled up his legs and sat alone in front of the window, staring at the morning glow, turning into stone and turning into a statue.

At this time, his expression was very subtle, with melancholy, confusion, shock, regret, and various emotions intertwined into an abstract painting.

He looked back at his room.

Clean and tidy.

Shirts that had been washed until they turned white were hung on the wire. There were three bowls of different sizes and a pair of chopsticks on the dining table.

And oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

There are three or two low-quality suits, T-shirts and autumn and winter casual clothes hanging in the cloth wardrobe.

There was an old laptop on the small table.

This is a rental house for ordinary urban office workers, poor, dull and boring.

Chen Feng rubbed his forehead, trying hard to wake up and cheer up.

Suddenly falling from heaven to earth made it difficult for him to adapt.

It took him about ten minutes to accept the reality that he had not traveled through time, but had just had a dream.

Now I woke up from the dream and went home.

This is my apartment, my temporary "home" where I can settle down in this city.

I don’t know when last night, Chen Feng had a dream.

The dream was so real that he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream.

So much so that it took him several days in the dream before he reluctantly accepted the situation he had "traveled through".

And he traveled to a future world a thousand years after the real world, and became a world army reserve private named Chen Feng.

Yes, the names are exactly the same, and even the looks are 70% or 80% similar.

But Chen Feng failed to inherit the memory of the original owner of this body, so when he first passed through it, he was in a state of confusion and couldn't figure out the situation.

In these chaotic days, reserve soldier Chen Feng performed extremely poorly and was unable to do anything. He did not even have basic common sense. Therefore, he was expelled from the military and sent back to his place of origin to become a glorious low-income household.

The so-called low-income households are those who are deemed to be incapable of working and have no possibility of creating value.

Those living on subsistence allowances cannot enjoy higher education and are not qualified to engage in any work. They can only survive under the minimum guarantee of the welfare system.

They say it's a rough life, but in fact the treatment is good, they eat well, sleep well, and can enjoy a large flat floor of 200 square meters all to themselves.

Chen Feng couldn't believe it.

He lived in an era when housing prices were so high that it was extremely difficult for recent college graduates to find a place in a big city unless they came from a well-off family.

But in this era, you don’t have to do anything. The minimum social security benefits give you a big house of 200 square meters, and you can live there as long as you want.

This is clearly paradise!

The artificial intelligence assistant issued by the government takes good care of him, and he can open his mouth and stretch out his hands when he comes.

He just plays!

If you want to watch a movie, you can get enough of the massive holographic and three-dimensional movie sources!

If you want to listen to music, near-field speakers will give you an immersive experience like a concert hall, and there is an unlimited music library that spans thousands of years.

If you want to play games, brainwave resonance works together to immerse yourself in the game, with various themes, from Star Wars to history to the indescribable, whatever you want is available.

Thousands of years later, science and technology have made great progress, and social productivity has become greatly surplus. It is no problem at all to feed nearly one-third of the total population of people living on subsistence allowances.

In Chen Feng's view, the life, medical and other services enjoyed by the subsistence allowance households are completely unworthy of the word subsistence allowance.

Those were the days of an emperor!

I want to be such a subsistence emperor for the rest of my life.

Chen Feng could not miss Shu anymore.

Anyway, it's not up to him to decide whether he can go back or not.

If there were no accidents, he originally thought that he would live happily in the life of a low-income household.

Maybe we can find a beautiful girl from the subsistence allowance household to form a household and create a small subsistence allowance household.

But a year passed in the blink of an eye, and as he slowly adapted to this era while constantly having fun...

Suddenly, that day, the sky was shrouded in darkness.

Everyone in the world looked up at the sky, where there was something so huge and strange that it couldn't be added.

It floats quietly high in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Like metal, but floating completely against the laws of physics.

Immediately afterwards, there was a faint flicker of light in the center of the strange thing, and then it became brighter and brighter until it filled the entire world.

The moment Chen Feng saw this beam of light, a strong tingling sensation burst out in the depths of his mind, instantly spreading throughout his body and engulfing him like a wave.

Severe pain hit him, and he curled up on the ground holding his head.

The pain continued to deepen, as if the soul was about to leave the body, and the heart seemed to be slowly crushed in the palm of someone's hand.

He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but all he could hear in his throat was whooshing.

He could feel countless tiny drops of blood seeping out from the skin all over his body.

The same thing was happening to other people two or three meters away from him.

Chen Feng knew that he was going to die.

Without warning, very strangely, he and everyone in the world were going to die.

When he really died and opened his eyes again, he was already back in his bed.

It took Chen Feng almost half an hour to recover from the severe pain, and he was deeply grateful for it.

Thank God, it turned out to be a dream and not a real time travel.

Chen Feng stood up from the stool and subconsciously snapped his fingers.

"Xiaowei, get me some clothes..."

Xiaowei was the name he gave his artificial intelligence assistant in his dream.

Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself, "Forget it, just dream, and wake up when you wake up. No matter how good the dream is, it's not as good as living."

Look at the clock on the wall, October 27, 2019, seven twenty in the morning.

"I really just slept all night!"

Chen Feng shrugged and accepted his fate. He took the time to wash up and go to work.

He washed his face, put on an old suit, and dressed up to look presentable.

He hurriedly opened the door and walked out, only to be greeted by a white shadow, like a ghost.

He almost bumped into a slim woman.

The woman just opened the apartment door and came in.

The corridor of the apartment was very narrow, and she had nowhere to hide. She could only scream and lean back, and managed to hold on to the wall with her hands to avoid falling to the ground.

"what are you doing!"

She looked up, glaring.

The sound is very crisp and pleasant, making it unforgettable.

Chen Feng looked directly at the woman in front of him, feeling slightly confused.

She is about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a slim-fitting white coat, with long hair disheveled, and her oval face looks slightly gray against the dark circles under her eyes.

Obviously, she hadn't slept all night, so she must have just returned to the apartment after staying out all night.

Her poor mental state did not affect her appearance, but she had a lazy and morbid beauty.

Being good-looking means you can do whatever you want, even if you are unkempt, you still look good.

Seeing Chen Feng staring straight at her and refusing to turn away, the woman frowned quickly, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Feng quickly looked away and asked hesitantly, "No, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean that. You...you are?"

The woman curled her lips and frowned, rolling her eyes, "Stop pretending, aren't you the housekeeper of the apartment? Don't you know the names of the new residents? Such a poor way of picking up conversations was out of date ten years ago."

After saying that, she turned sideways, passed through the narrow corridor, turned a corner, and went upstairs.

Bang!

The door upstairs was closed.

Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

He admitted that he was stunned just now, but it wasn't that he couldn't turn his eyes away when he saw the beautiful woman.

Having experienced so many high-tech immersive and indescribable games in his dreams, he had already tasted enough of the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and he was not that unbearable.

Chen Feng was just extremely puzzled. It was definitely the first time he saw her, but for some reason he felt that she looked familiar, as if he had seen her before somewhere.

Chen Feng shrugged and was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, he returned to his room, opened his laptop, and logged into the company management system.

Chen Feng works as a community housekeeper for this company called Kelai Apartment.

He is responsible for a total of eighty apartments in this community, including the one he lives in and the one occupied by the woman upstairs.

He can query the personal information of all tenants from the management system.

The apartment building in the community is a LOFT structure with a floor height of 5.8 meters.

The company transformed an apartment into two standard suites on two floors, each with an entrance door.

The suites on the upper and lower floors share an exterior door.

Chen Feng rented the lower floor of the apartment at the employee's internal price.

As for the suite upstairs, it had been vacant for half a month because the previous resident suddenly moved.

A few days ago, Chen Feng's colleagues in the marketing department arranged for a new tenant to come over. He handed over the key to his colleagues, and one person moved in upstairs.

The biological clocks of the resident and Chen Feng seemed to be completely reversed, so they had never met for the first time.

Chen Feng didn't care. It wasn't time to pay the rent anyway, so he didn't bother to check the other party's information.

He spent a year of magical days in his dream, and even his memories from a few days ago became a little distant and blurry.

Finally, the gear adjustment was successful, and the other party's information popped up.

"Name: Zhong Lei."

"Age: 21."

"Summary: Freelancer, dropped out of undergraduate program at China Overseas Conservatory of Music."

"Contract details: One-year contract, monthly rent 2,200, monthly settlement, deposit 3,000."

In addition to this basic information, there is also a scanned copy of the ID card with a watermark on the front.

After reading these information, Chen Feng was dumbfounded on the spot, his mind was buzzing, and his heartbeat increased to 180 beats per minute.

"How is this possible! How could it be her!"

"This is ridiculous!"

"Could my dream be true?"

Chen Feng was talking to himself almost crazy.

He stared straight at the ID photo of Zhong Lei in front of him, recalling the tired but still radiant face in his mind, and repeatedly recalling the image in his mind that he had seen many times in his dreams.

It corresponds perfectly, it must be the same person!

In the dream, as a low-income household living on a living and waiting to die, Chen Feng listened to music all the time.

There are countless classic songs in the massive music database.

That is thousands of years of historical accumulation.

However, in the later period, the style of music became more and more varied, the types of instruments became more and more strange, and the aesthetics of music changed greatly.

Those classic songs from later generations sounded good to Chen Feng, but they were not as in line with his own preferences as the songs from the early 21st century.

Therefore, his taste in listening to music is largely focused on works from the early 21st century.

There are several singers who are particularly favored by Chen Feng, including a female singer named Zhong Lei.

Chen Feng listened to each of her songs at least fifty times.

Zhong Lei, one of the greatest music artists of the next millennium.

He became famous at the age of twenty-five and has skyrocketed since then.

The number of her works was not large, and she left a total of seventy-eight works throughout her life.

Among them, she sang 30 songs and wrote lyrics and music for 48 songs.

Almost every capital is a classic.

Her achievements span thousands of years of history.

In many selections, she has been ranked among the top 100 people in the history of art between 2000 and 3000 AD!

One hundred people seemed like a lot.

But on the other hand, who were the 100 people in the prehistory of art before 2,000 AD?

Beethoven, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, Leonardo da Vinci, Monet, Picasso, Wang Xizhi, Li Bai, Du Fu...

Her achievements are equivalent to Beethoven in this millennium!

As a loyal listener of singer Zhong Lei, Chen Feng has read her life history.

What makes her particularly unique is that when she was studying, she had a quarrel with her instructor because of her different musical concepts, and eventually even quit school out of anger.

The school she dropped out of was Zhonghai Conservatory of Music!

Appearance and life history are the reasons why Chen Feng concluded that this Zhong Lei is that Zhong Lei.

But she is actually his new roommate!

And now he is still an unemployed vagrant, and he still looks so unkempt.

But this was still not what shocked Chen Feng the most.

The most horrifying thing was that he never imagined that the historical figures who left a deep impression on him in his dreams actually existed in the real world and were right next to him!

My dream is really a reality thousands of years later! ?

Explanation on why the protagonist chose to copy songs instead of copying technology at the beginning. First, in the previous world view backgrounds, due to some reasons, restrictions were set on past scientific and technological knowledge and most historical materials, and the protagonist did not have permission to access them. Second, when the protagonist is a completely ordinary person, what kind of vision and ability can he use to study the technology of a thousand years later and bring it back to change the contemporary world? Third, this book is not a systematic text. Fourth, this is the world view setting. The protagonist in the story will have a process of growth and transformation. Fifth, some of my basic worldview descriptions can be explained once in some chapters. There is no need and should not be repeated in each chapter about the water background and water settings. However, some people really don't watch it at all, and go out of their way to watch it and curse at the same time. Why not learn programming? Why not buy stocks? Why not buy a lottery ticket? Why not copy technology? One hundred thousand whys. These people are tired of reading, but they are quite patient when they keep yelling and yelling. The bar setting is the most meaningless thing about reading novels. Reading fantasy novels, one sentence says that people cannot fly and cannot generate fighting spirit. Well, the whole book is finished.