Chapter 858 Confusion

"Where are the people?"

Ah Qing's brain crashed with a bang.

He had been mentally prepared, but the empty conference room made all his preparations come to nothing.

"Lao Ping..." He called out hesitantly, but there was no response from the room.

The members of the robot team also disappeared without a trace, leaving only the dinner table that had been prepared for who knows when.

"When was this done?"

He hadn't left for long at all. When he left before, the table in this conference room was still empty. Why was there suddenly such a table of food now?

Ah Qing's mind was filled with questions. He shouted several times towards the second floor, but there was still no response.

The surroundings were quiet, and he stood at the door. The flickering neon light outside the house shone on him. The food on the table was steaming slightly, but the person who prepared the food was missing.

Looking at the fragrant roast chicken on the table, Ah Qing was suddenly stunned.

This... was also the content of his dream.

"I've seen this!"

The sizzling roast chicken, the neatly arranged tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, the steamy tomato soup...

He experienced this scene while sleeping.

But at that time, he didn't look at it from this perspective.

Ah Qing remembered that he seemed to have circled the table several times, flying back and forth on the food. His vision seemed to be extremely free, he could go wherever he wanted, and he could even enter the food without any hindrance.

Is that an illusory dream or a real experience?

White hot air floated in the air, and the neon lights outside the house shone in, passing through the white air and illuminating them colorfully.

The colored heat gathered together and seemed to have completely deviated from its normal trajectory. It no longer rose lightly, but became more and more viscous, like syrup, stirring into a sticky mass.

Ah Qing looked at this scene and his eyes widened.

"No! This is not a lie! I have indeed seen it! That is not a dream, it is something that I have really experienced."

"Cola……"

"18:57..."

"And this banquet table..."

"I've experienced it all, it's not a dream!"

However, if all this is not a dream, why does it feel like déjà vu?

Dream, reality, dream, reality...

Ah Qing kept thinking about his experience this day.

Absurd, bizarre, weird, coincidental... seems to be more difficult to understand than dreams.

He suddenly realized.

"Those things were not dreams, they are dreams now."

The moment this idea appeared in his mind, the colorful gas in the conference room rushed toward him. Before he could react, the gorgeous gas directly covered his face.

The color energy twisted and penetrated into his nose, mouth, eyes, ears, and penetrated from every pore on his face. Ah Qing's perception also turned into a chaotic color.

The endless colors were twisting, as if dragging him into a deeper dream.

The color energy surged faster and faster, crazily entering Ah Qing's body. Through the twisted colors, those familiar things kept reappearing and disappearing. He wanted to close his eyes, but even if he Even if you close your eyes tightly, those colors can still rush in without any hindrance.

Under the constant stimulation of those things, Ah Qing's dusty memories came flooding back, and he finally remembered who he was.

"I am Mo Ling, not Ah Qing."

At the same time he realized that this was a dream, he directly launched the teleportation, framing the center point of the distorted color in front of him.

Just for a moment, a colorless square appeared in the center of the color.

The center of the constriction was gone. After a pause, the colored energy gathered around him suddenly collapsed and dispersed to all directions. The solidified colors gradually disappeared and faded from his eyes.

After the colorful energy dissipated, Mo Ling clutched her chest and fell to the ground.

He could finally breathe...

Looking at the metal ground in front of him, Mo Ling knew that he was back.

"I am Mo Ling, I am Mo Ling..."

He kept thinking silently in his heart, and the consciousness belonging to Ah Qing gradually faded away.

Mo Ling's head felt so swollen that it felt like there were two different consciousnesses tugging at him.

Memories are intertwined, rotated and gathered into a center, and now they are forcibly separated...

After waiting for a long time, Mo Ling stood up from the ground tremblingly and sat on the bed.

"Am I awake?"

He looked around vaguely, and after confirming that he was back in the cube, he breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

"What just happened? Am I trapped in a dream?"

The dream was too real, as if he was Ah Qing himself, experiencing everything that Ah Qing had experienced.

But who is "Aqing"?

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Mo Ling tried hard to remember the full name of "Aqing", but couldn't remember it. She just remembered his identity in the dream, which was called "Aqing".

"Twenty years ago, both Ah Qing and Lao Ping were at the scene of the disappearance."

"Did I dream about things that happened twenty years ago? Why do I dream about these things? Is it because of those colored gases?"

Thinking of this, Mo Ling suddenly remembered that he was trapped in the colorful mist before.

"Oops! Li Luo and Lao Ping are still in the fog!"

Now, Mo Ling was in no mood to think about what was going on. He quickly stabilized his thoughts and carefully looked out.

"Be careful, don't be dragged into the dream again."

Mo Ling was fully prepared. If anything went wrong, he would immediately retract his vision.

However, when he looked out of the cube, he did not see the colorful fog that covered the sky.

"Where are the gases?"

Not only that, he did not see the robots of the Terror Force.

There was silence all around, only the swaying neon lights and Li Luo, who looked calm under the cube.

...

The research institute was shining with colorful neon lights. After entering the research institute, Li Luo always felt that something was wrong.

"It seems a little too quiet here..."

Just when Li Luo was wondering why the research institute was so quiet, a figure appeared faintly in the colorful halo in the distance.

The figure was very fast, and soon, it walked in front of Li Luo.

It was a middle-aged man who looked very capable. He quickly looked at Li Luo, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

"Li Luo?" He seemed to know Li Luo's name.

"Yes." Li Luo nodded.

"My name is Wu Qing, Kou Tian Wu, Qing for pure and clear." The man quickly introduced himself: "Just call me A Qing, everyone else calls me that."

He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Li Luo quickly, very efficiently.

The man did not ask about Li Luo's background and purpose, as if he knew it from the beginning to the end. After a brief acquaintance with Li Luo, he took out the electronic screen and checked the time.

"Follow me first, I have some things to deal with."

Li Luo had just arrived, so she could only agree blankly.

She glanced at the electronic screen in A Qing's hand and saw the time on it:

"18:50."