Is this an illusion?

No, this is not an illusion.

Although Gu Jun's mental power is also consumed, it is not a feeling of illusion, but a clear, strange and strange feeling.

At this time, he was in a theater, not a modern theater, like an old dome theater, with shadow light, narrow walkways, a small stage with curtains, and ten rows of seats in front of the stage, each row of ten flat wooden chairs, a total of one hundred seats.

"My perspective?" Gu Jun immediately realized that his perspective could be adjusted at will, and he could see any direction and position.

This also seems to mean that he does not exist here as someone or something.

This omniscient perspective is like...he is the theater itself.

Based on this idea, Gu Jun moved his mind and wanted to pull the curtain open, and the curtain opened immediately.

The stage was empty and there was nothing but the dust accumulated on the table.

"If I were a theater..." Gu Jun thought in confusion, "Who is the audience? Who is the performer?"

There was a wooden door behind the tenth row seat, which was closed. He thought about it and opened it without any effort.

He suddenly saw a Taoist figure walking in from outside slowly. The figure was blurred. When he wanted to see it clearly, he felt that his spirit was exhausted faster, but the figure was still hazy and could not even tell the difference between genders.

The figure walked to the first row in front and sat down in the middle, facing the stage.

"Is this dream of this person?" Gu Jun thought, "Sitting alone in an empty theater and watching the empty stage?"

The man just sat quietly, but the surrounding space gradually fluctuated and distorted, becoming unstable...

"No." Gu Jun tends to one from the messy thoughts in his heart: the plays performed on the stage are the dreams, and the audience is summoned by the dreams, and the plays are controlled by him, the theater.

Perhaps only by letting the performance on the stage begin and presenting this beautiful dream to the audience will the audience truly come to their dreams instead of becoming more blurred.

This dream drama should be stored here. There is no need to search for it anymore, just start...

"Ah." Gu Jun wanted to activate the stage, but he obviously felt that his mental power could not operate the stage at all.

After a few moments, my head seemed to tense, and the figure and everything else became even more hazy.

He had to interrupt abruptly, and there was the wooden barrel wall in front of him. He felt helpless, "My mental state is too bad."

What dimension did those just happen? Is it in his mind?

Gu Jun closed his eyes and looked at the sea of ​​consciousness. There were still five dream bubbles, but the one on the left was much thinner, as if it was about to be destroyed at any time.

"These dreams are not disposable consumables. They should have their durability and will be consumed every time they are used. I wonder if they can recover and grow? It was a failed dream just now, which led to a decrease in durability? If it succeeds, will it still decrease?"

There are many new problems, but he can no longer open this dream. The other four are the same. Now it is just a waste of money.

"You still have to restore your mental power first..." he thought, "Only when I have a high control of the theater can I really use it."

But this returns to the issue of erosion.

But now there is no other choice, so I can only continue to exercise my spirit first, turn my eyes to complete the difficult tasks to digest and erode.

"It doesn't have to take 800 days, and another 1% reduction may be enough to use the dream. Patience is the most needed now."

He was quite exhausted, so Gu Jun took a break first, closed his eyes and heard the movement outside.

The sound of wheels rumbling, the sound of bells shaking, the neighing of horses, and the sound of various wheels. Soon after, the bustling sound became stronger and stronger. He felt that the caravan had entered a city, and the chaos on the streets also came.

He can understand a lot of words, which obviously are what his speakers want to make everyone understand.

A drunk man is arguing with the hotel owner:

"Get out of here, I have been with Dilas Lin for so many years and will I owe you money for alcohol!?"

"Get out and don't betray my shop. What a bastard who deserves a beating!"

There were some chaotic pushing sounds, and other drinkers shouted. The caravan's vehicles kept their speed and passed.

Gu Jun was moved to the point when he heard something, "Diras-Lin", which seemed to be the place name here.

"It turns out that there are cities in the dream world. This world is not a collection of dreams, but can be reached through dreams. This world seems to have indigenous people and their own civilization... Is that Balse the person here? It is not from the earth world."

"The words in the "Seven Secrets of the Earth" were brought by the ancestors of China? I should not be the first person to come from the Earth world."

Before Gu Jun could think too much, the caravan stopped and seemed to have reached its destination.

The wooden barrel lid was still tightly covered. He was first moved out of the car and then moved into somewhere. After a while, when the wooden barrel lid was taken away, he was pulled out by a few middle-aged men and women, and he saw that he was in a custody room and saw more of his physical condition.

He finally understood why it was fine if he didn't eat, drink, defecate and urinate for so many days. His lower limbs and knees were connected to a purple-black vine-like thing. He clearly saw some vines drilling into his skin and connecting with his blood vessels...

"Is that a plant or an animal?" Gu Jun felt cold in his heart. This completely violated his biological knowledge, but this is a dream world.

This is the "method" of Zu Ge. The system shows his physical indicators? Is this the reason?

These vines provide him with nutrition, but does this have anything to do with his abnormal paralysis?

The people in the black robes did not destroy any vines on him. After pulling him out of the wooden barrel, they put them in another exquisite mud basin. The vines quickly took root. His upper body was exposed, and his back was next to a wooden rack inserted in the basin. They changed into a clean and weird robe.

"Hello, can you talk?" Although Gu Jun kept signaling with his eyes, these black merchants ignored him at all and treated him as a decoration.

At this time, they brought two unique iron hook frames, which were things like eyelid openers and eyeball fixers, and forced them to install them on both eyes.

"Hey, hey!" Gu Jun struggled to turn his eyes, but in vain, he received more pain. The iron hook frame was installed. Suddenly, he couldn't even move his eyes and could not close his eyelids, so he could only open his eyes wide and looked forward.

Anger burned in his heart, these guys...

They put the basin on a wooden wheelchair, covered him with a black cloth, and pushed it out.

Gradually, Gu Jun heard an excited voice and said, "Dear viewers, next is the new 'nightmare wonder'. Please, nightmare!"

The wooden wheelchair stopped and suddenly, the black cloth in front of him was torn off. He immediately saw that the theater audience was in front of him, and rows of seats could accommodate thousands of people. At this time, there were 400 to 50% of the audience.

They looked at the stage with all kinds of strange clothes and weird looks, curious, suspicious, and interested.

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Chapter completed!