Chapter 351 I Just Want to Be a God in Peace

This time, the two finally kept in sync and entered the dream at almost the same second.

Chapter 65 Analysis of Dreams!

In the endless desert, an old green-skinned train travels slowly.

The whole train was eerily silent, except for the rhythmic roar of the train as it rubbed against the rails, there was no other sound.

The huge carriage was empty and eerily silent.

Lin Xian in his seat slowly opened his eyes.

After taking a look at the environment inside the carriage, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "You know that Sister Ling is unreliable, so why not give me the whole high-speed train?"

Although in a dream, you can't experience comfort, but at least the high-speed train is quiet!

The rumbling of the green-skinned train gave him a headache. Shortcut or wormhole, just an adjective.

The subconscious space is not really a living room or a garden.

The living room mentioned by Freud in "The Interpretation of Dreams" is only a metaphor for images.

It's more of a buffer zone.

The subconscious mind is performing complex and disordered operations all the time, and operations must produce results.

But people's mental capacity is limited, it is impossible to receive so much information every day, and many calculation results are useless to us normal people.

Only a very small amount of valid information is transmitted to our conscious mind.

And more useless information is piled up in the subconscious space.

Think about it, day after day, year after year, there are countless useless information accumulated in the subconscious space.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to pass through the subconscious space in a short dream.

The probability is smaller than if you hit the first prize a hundred times in a row!

(Brothers of good book friends, this is the key point! Draw it up and take the test!)

Through the car window, Lin Xian admired the boundless desert for a while, and then looked back again.

At the beginning, I thought it was very flavorful, but after a long time, it would feel too monotonous.

This desert is the product of the realization of the subconscious space in the dream.

"Snapped!"

He snapped his fingers lightly.

With the crisp sound of snapping fingers, a cup of steaming, fragrant coffee appeared on the table in front of him.

Picking up the coffee, Lin Xian took a sip, and at some point in his other hand there was an extra magazine.

In this way, he sipped his coffee while turning over the impurities, killing the boring time.

In fact, these are all manifestations that remain in his memory.

People have no sense of taste in dreams, but Lin Xian can taste the aroma of coffee.

This is because he has drunk coffee on weekdays, so the taste of coffee is stored in his memory.

If it was something that Xian Lin had never eaten, such as bear paw, he would not be able to taste it. Because there is no memory of the taste of bear paw in his memory bank.

As the green-skinned train continued to drive into the depths of the desert, Lin Xian could clearly feel a slight vibration from the ground.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a terrifying sandstorm swept across the desert ahead.

The dust storm was unpredictable and swift.

In less than a second, it developed to the extent of covering the sky and the sun.

Looking through the car window, looking from a distance, I saw the yellow sand in the sky ahead.

The sandstorm seems to be a towering, boundless sand wall, swept in incomparably violent.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian could not help frowning slightly.

The subconscious space is not calm, countless useless information gathers together, and it is extremely normal to have riots

Especially the closer to the central area, the more frequent and exaggerated the riots are.

This green leather train was actually his dream.

To be honest, Lin Xian wasn't quite sure whether his dreams could withstand the impact of these useless information.

If it cannot be resisted, then this smuggling plan has failed and it needs to be done again.

Of course, he won't be hurt in any way, at most, after waking up, he is only confused for a few minutes.

The dust storm is getting closer...

The shaking of the whole train gradually increased.

"Boom!!!"

Finally, the green leather train plunged into the sandstorm.

Lin Xian only felt that the whole train shook suddenly, and then the surrounding light dimmed, completely plunged into darkness.

"Snapped!"

He snapped his fingers again, and the lights in the car suddenly turned on.

At this time, through the car window, except for the sand flying in the sky, nothing could be seen.

Endless sand, constantly crashing against the train in the gust of wind, made a crackling sound.

Lin Xian took a sip of coffee and frowned, "I know how the two of them are capable of constructing dreams, it's best not to overturn!"

Obviously, the more realistic the dream structure is, the stronger it is.

As for Qin Shi and Ling Yiyi's ability to construct dreams, Lin Xian couldn't help but put a question mark in his heart?

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On the sea, there were violent storms, and the monstrous waves were like giant hands, slamming towards a giant cruise ship.