The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 3130

"Why are you here?"

The feeling of a person who has just fallen asleep in a dream is similar to the feeling of a person who has just woken up in reality. They are both confused. Being at the critical point between dream and reality will make people a little confused.

"You have to ask them about this." Doctor Strange, the power of dreams, pointed behind Schiller.

Schiller turned his head and saw a group of people looking at him with unfriendly eyes. They were the people who participated in the game during the day. Behind them stood some people who did not participate but watched.

Schiller looked up helplessly and said, "Is it that serious? Didn't I just lose a game during the day?"

"The game during the day doesn't count." Stark said, "What's so fun about the cards? There are too many restrictions. Why don't we get serious!"

Schiller wanted to say something, but Stark continued, "I heard from Eddie that your friend can create illusions that are exactly the same as reality, and any kind of illusion can be created. Let's play another game here!"

"Tony, you've had enough!" Schiller said impatiently, "Isn't it just a board game? I didn't win your money. ..."

Stark rolled his eyes and said, "How about this, I'll take 10 million US dollars as a bounty, and the winner takes all, how about that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was grabbed, and Schiller dragged him into the crowd and said, "It just so happens that I haven't had enough fun during the day, let's go."

After they walked over, everyone was discussing, and Wanda complained: "Jarvis and I tried to adjust the balance, but it didn't work no matter what we did. There are still too many restrictions, so we thought, why don't we just play it this way."

"What do you mean by just play it this way?" Peter asked curiously.

"Look, this is a dream, it doesn't matter what happened, right? Anyway, I'll forget it when I wake up tomorrow morning..."

Peter nodded.

"Then we can really show off our skills here." Wanda said excitedly: "No matter how we fight here, it won't affect reality, so we can really fight." "That won't work." Peter said: "Do you think I'm stupid? I can't beat you." "No, not a real fight, wouldn't that be an exercise? What we are going to play now is a game, I think we can completely rely on our imagination based on our real abilities." Peter seemed to understand a little bit, he said: "That means only a basic rule is set, but there are no card values ​​or skills, and it all depends on your imagination to play?" "Yes, that's it." "That's too outrageous." Eddie interrupted: "I'm saying I'm Yu now The King of the Universe is also okay?"

"That's definitely not possible." Wanda said: "First of all, you can't break the rules, and secondly, you can't be too outrageous. It must be based on your strength and identity in reality."

"Who will judge whether it's okay?"

"Of course, the host." Wanda pulled Doctor Strange of Dream Power over, and then said: "The whole dream was created by him, and he knows each of us, so of course he can judge whether it's okay."

Dr. Strange of Dream Power is also quite dedicated. He thought about it, nodded and said: "No problem, it doesn't exceed the upper limit of my ability to transform, and it doesn't violate the most basic logic and common sense, so it can be considered passed."

"Then can you present that kind of scene?" Peter asked curiously.

Doctor Strange of the Dream Power nodded and asked, "What kind of game do you want to play?"

"Uh..."

Wanda hadn't figured it out yet, but Schiller had already dragged Stark over. Stark yelled, "Just play the Hydra Rise that happened during the day! I don't believe it!"

"Do you want to play Hydra Rise again?" Wanda turned around and asked him.

"That's right, but that's not the main point." Stark looked at Schiller and said, "We want to fight whoever we want, and it's best for everyone to know."

Schiller spread his hands and said, "I don't care. If you want to fight, I'll accompany you. If it doesn't work, I can move the Mind Tower back..."

"That's not necessary!" Peter interrupted hurriedly, "I think the virtual dream is fine, doctor, don't bother you to mobilize a large force."

"Then it's decided." Stark waved his hand and said, "Fight Hydra first, I must avenge Pepper! Who wants to join?"

The few who participated in the daytime all wanted to join, and the few who watched during the day certainly wanted to join in. After all, the board game didn't have their decks, but playing this kind of imagination-based game didn't have so many restrictions. Everyone has the same brain, so who is worse than who?

"Okay." Doctor Strange of Dream Power nodded and said, "Now everyone tell me your identity and abilities, preferably as accurate and detailed as possible, and tell me all the abilities you want to use in the next battle. Of course, if you don't remember them now, you can also ask me directly if you can use them when you want to."

Loki, who was standing behind the crowd, stretched out his hand and asked, "Can you use any ability?"

"Yes, as long as you can think of it and it is logical. "

Loki was thoughtful, but Stark couldn't wait any longer. In order to prevent his words from being incomplete, he asked Doctor Strange of Dream Power for a piece of paper and started writing, obviously intending to write down everything he knew.

Others followed suit and began to write furiously. Schiller was not so serious. He just wrote a few strokes and handed it to Doctor Strange of Dream Power.

After everyone handed it in, this strange dream finally began.

The scene began to change. First, the air became damp and cold. The wind from afar brought a strong smell of blood. Screams and wails loomed in the ears, and the whispers that could drive people crazy sounded from time to time.

Matt was not blind in his dream, but his senses in this area were still sharp. He frowned deeply.

The ground under his feet began to become muddy. As soon as Wanda lifted her foot, she found that her boots were stained with sticky plaster. When she wanted to lift her other foot, she found that she was about to sink into the swamp.

"Back off! Back off!" The experienced Captain America shouted immediately: "Those who can fly, fly quickly! Then pull the others out!"

Wanda realized that the game had already begun. She was the Scarlet Witch, of course she could fly, but this was a dream after all, and she was not sure if her ability was easy to use.

She just used the scarlet power in the usual way to fly out, but she couldn't fly at all.

"Doctor Strange! What's going on?!"

"I'm not the worm in your stomach. You need to tell me what you want to do in advance." Doctor Strange of the Power of Dreams said.

"I want to fly! Use the power of scarlet to fly!"

After saying that, Wanda flew up immediately. She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled out several people around her, but it was not a good idea to carry them like this.

Stark immediately understood how to play this game. He shouted: "Mech Arming!"

Swish, swish, swish, swish, countless mech fragments flew from afar and armed him. Stark looked down and saw the Justice Execution!

He immediately laughed and said: "Summon the armed flying platform!"

Another pile of parts were combined in a peculiar way to summon a platform. Stark looked at the platform with some disdain and said: "This is not my armed flying platform. This shape can't fly at all..."

The next second, the newly assembled flying platform fell into the swamp.

Scarlet Witch, who had just landed on it, fell flat on her face. She yelled at Stark, "Can you shut up!"

Stark said awkwardly, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Just build me another armed platform. I'll pretend it can fly."

Another armed platform was assembled. This time Stark learned his lesson. Although he still felt a little disgusted, he didn't say much. Scarlet Witch picked up all the people who couldn't fly below, and everyone stood on the flying platform together.

The swamp was spreading continuously. There was no longer the white fog of ordinary dream space around them, but it was filled with faint cold air and rising gray fog.

Suddenly, bubbles began to appear in the muddy swamp. Peter lay down beside the guardrail of the platform and looked down, and saw a head slowly rising.

"Ah!!!"

The head was almost completely rotten, which scared Peter. Stark thought he was making a fuss, and he was also shocked when he leaned over to take a look.

This is not the kind of cartoon drawn on the card, but a real horror scene that is more real than reality. Not only is the picture very scary, but the rotten stench is also very obvious.

What's more terrifying is that countless rotten heads are floating above the endless swamp. The heads of humans, birds, reptiles and many terrible monsters whose species cannot be seen at all are floating quietly from the swamp.

Suddenly, it was dawn.

The light that pierced the clouds did not come from the sun, but a bright moonlight. When the moonlight is too bright, it is inevitable to produce a bit of weird atmosphere. Everyone only saw a huge eye that was looming behind the thick clouds.

The panic and anxiety spread uncontrollably. Everyone kept hypnotizing themselves in their hearts that this was a dream, but the scene was too real for them to deceive themselves.

Peter swallowed and said, "Do we really want to beat this thing?"

"Of course!" Stark has always been the most stubborn one. He knocked on the guardrail to attract everyone's attention and said, "It's fake anyway, and we all have our own abilities. What are you afraid of? Beat him!"

"It's hard to say who will beat whom." Loki stood on the platform with her arms folded, staring at the huge figure in the distance. She said, "We have to say what we want to do, but the other party doesn't have to, which means our reaction time is much shorter than the other party. Are you sure you can beat him?"

"If you want to escape, it's up to you!" Stark said unhappily, and then he roared into the air: "Start the armor, I want to punch these heads first!"

Loki looked at Stark's back thoughtfully.

She turned back to look at Schiller and found that Schiller was lying on the railing and looking down, and seemed to be very interested in the floating heads.

The moon in the real world was also hanging alone in the sky, and the silver light it cast illuminated the flat but slightly weathered stone roof of the Stone House.

A furry paw pushed open the door to the rooftop, and Rocket Raccoon, who was sitting on the eaves, turned his head and saw Lyra's head sticking out of the rooftop. Soon, the whole otter jumped onto the rooftop and walked over to sit next to Rocket Raccoon.

"What are you thinking about, Rocket?"

"Nothing. If I have to say, it's probably about the Andromeda Galaxy. I always feel that the Supreme Evolution is not that simple."

"Really? I think he is an interesting human being."

"You must have something else to tell us, right?"

"I guess so, but in fact, there is no need to know many things so clearly, and it has nothing to do with you, right?"

"No, although I don't think I am a raccoon, I am close to the earth not because it may be my hometown, but because there are my friends here, and I like them very much."

"But that is the Andromeda Galaxy."

"I just don't want them to worry about the Andromeda Galaxy."

"I don't see what they are worried about. They played cards all day today."

Rocket Raccoon was speechless.