Chapter 161: dream

　　 "His current condition is very strange, his physical condition is too good, but his mental power is overdrawn, and he continues to be in this overdrawn state. If this man is in a mentally overdrawn state for a long time, he may have sequelae of dementia."
　　 "I rushed to the psychiatric treatment center and informed consultant Luo to come. She might need her assistance."
　　 In the lobby of the Military Medical Department, Langren, lying on an emergency stretcher, was examined by the doctors all over, and then he was sent to the mental treatment center on the third floor.
　　 The players watched Langren being pushed into the room, and they stood outside the corridor a little at a loss.
　　 "Mental power is overdrawn? The captain has not done similar consumption? Why is this?"
　　 "The captain's ability is objectification, is there a time limit?"
　　 "But the captain today... hasn't used his abilities in the past few days, and the fire characteristic is used today."
　　 "But at that level it is impossible to overdraft the captain."
　　 Just as a few people analyzed the reasons, Rosieman hurriedly came to the door.
　　 "Are you on the same team with the injured?"
　　 Seeing Losiman's badge, the four of them stood up straight.
　　 "Yes, it's our captain."
　　 "Did he forcefully do anything that consumes a lot of money?"
　　 "No, the captain's ability is not a very expensive type."
　　 Rossiman frowned in confusion and walked into the nursing room.
　　. . . . . .
　　 In the sea of ​​consciousness, Langren floated on the bottom of the sea sickly, still holding a hot long knife in one hand.
　　 "Not bad..."
　　 Karma Huo had already trained him, but he didn't say much, he had already sat up on the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness in coordination to improve the recovery efficiency of his mental power.
　　 After some time, after accumulating some mental power, Lang Ren pressed his left hand on the knife, facing the already familiar rhythm, Lang Ren found the gap.
　　Hu
　　 The scarlet eroding miasma spewed out from the knife with the darkness of death, and under the deliberate control of the conscious sea water, it "permeated" into the gestating rhythm.
　　 Shura does not cut dead, only condenses and does not send, so it only needs a little mental power to trigger it, and does not need to consume too much mental power at once.
　　 Outside, a circle of medical practitioners is surrounded by Langren’s hospital bed. The mental stabilization device has been installed on the outer circle of Langren’s eyes. The mental energy fluctuations sensed by the device are uploaded to the screen for observation by the medical practitioner.
　　 "Disappeared again?"
　　 "Spiritual resonance shows that everything is normal."
　　 The undulating lines on the screen represent Langren's current state of mental power.
　　 Every time he recovers, he will be exhausted inexplicably, making the doctors puzzled.
　　 "Miss Luo may still need to have a dream."
　　 "Trouble Miss Luo."
　　 At present, human beings are not in-depth research and development in the spiritual realm. Various strange mental illnesses and related abilities cannot be thoroughly studied based on the current level of technology.
　　 The Luo family's mental abilities are very good. Just like Rosieman, invading mental consciousness is an ability she is extremely good at.
　　 invades the consciousness space, searches for the seeds of memory, and constructs related dreams, Rosieman can use her way to help patients recover.
　　 "Warning, the infiltration of spirit has been detected, and the host is currently exhausted and unable to exempt from resistance!"
　　 "Dreamland construction-the construction has been changed, please be careful with the host."
　　 "Attention! Please maintain the structural framework of the dream! Make sure that the dream does not collapse!"
　　 Langren, who had been hit by a series of emergency notifications, hadn't reacted yet, and the surrounding pictures changed instantly, and the dark seabed suddenly became brighter.
　　 "Oh, boy, do you want to buy an apple?"
　　 Langren looked around for a while, the environment made him familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.
　　 suddenly interrupted his thinking with a shout.
　　 An uncle puts up a fruit stand and wore a vest swaying a fan, and the breath of the city came to his face.
　　 "I just want one...thank you."
　　 Langren put his hand in his pocket, took out a few coins, and glanced in his hand.
　　 "Chrysanthemum..."
　　 Langren frowned, remembering something.
　　 "Warning! Dreamland is facing collapse!"
　　 Langren sounded a system warning in his ear. He suddenly realized something. He pressed his thumb on the back of the coin and wiped the chrysanthemum off, then gave the coin to the uncle and took the apple.
　　 "Dream..."
　　 Langren has never dreamed since he came to another world.
　　 Of course, if the practice of fighting memory counts as a dream, then I did it.
　　 asked for a lipstick of red apple, and a mouthful of watery pear fragrance overflowed his nose.
　　 Followed the crowd at will, Langren watched around.
　　 "hawker..."
　　 "Prosecutor..."
　　"Tool shop..."
　　 Suddenly someone behind him patted Langren on the shoulder.
　　 "Yo? Langren, why are you here? Let's go, brothers go to the wolf online, the Internet cafe is almost out of place."
　　Looking at the face of the roommate who hadn't seen him for a long time, Langren was taken aback.
　　 "You go first and help me occupy the machine."
　　 Langren said.
　　 "Okay, hurry up, you are ready to form a group to fight anacondas."
　　 Looking at the back of his roommate on the corner of the street, Langren looked down at the pear in his hand.
　　 "No logic..."
　　 casually threw it into the trash can that appeared aside and didn't know when, Langren asked in his heart.
'What should I do? ’
　　 "Please maintain the dream state until the invader leaves."
　　 "Why can't the dream collapse?"
　　 "The existence of the Sea of ​​Consciousness cannot be exposed. Even if the other party does not know the meaning of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the risk cannot be assumed."
　　 Langren nodded without a trace, and walked to a restaurant on the side of the road.
　　 "Little Lang? Are you off today?"
　　 Just entering the door, a big cat sticks to her feet~EbookFREE.me~ The proprietress greeted, and the old lady on one side was eating dumplings.
　　 Langren looked at the familiar menu on the wall and ordered a bowl of noodles.
　　 touched the cat under his feet, Langren found a place and sat down.
　　 "Attention, the intruder appears, please be careful with the host."
　　 squeak
　　 The glass door was pushed open, and the bearing shaft made the sound of time.
　　Rosieman! ?
　　 Langren was shocked, and a crack appeared on the table in front of him.
　　 quickly stabilized his mind, and the crack stopped extending.
　　 "Are you here?"
　　 Rosieman looked around curiously and sat opposite Langren.
　　 This dream is different from what Rosieman had in the past. It is very peculiar. There are many things that she hasn't seen before, but seem very reasonable.
　　 For example, the non-thick cuboid communicator held by the person outside the door.
　　 "Huh? Why is my sister-in-law here? Didn't Tang brother say to go home on vacation to accompany you?"
　　 Langren's heart was lightning-fast, and the expression on his face was a little surprised and doubtful, as if Roximan's appearance in his dream was not very rare.
　　 Especially these two interrogative sentences, immediately blocked Rosieman's question.
"This..."
　　 Rosieman's expression was a little stiff, the next moment--
　　 "Yes, you said that Brother Tang, you don't know where to go after a vacation. I thought he went out for dinner with you. Didn't he often invite you to dinner before?"
　　 At this time Rosieman smiled like a wife who had just passed the door.
　　‘Did I marry Tang Yuan in this dream... how does he understand this? ’
　　 "This woman is too foolish..."
　　 The two talked and laughed with gentle expressions, and those who didn't know thought they were relatives.