One step, everything in front of him changed instantly, all the things and people that originally existed around him disappeared, and Su Ming stood alone in a wasteland, and the wind swept black and purple dust all over the sky.The view is so badly obstructed that there are no landmarks to be seen at all, except for the black and purple sand beneath your feet, as if everything is incorporeal."
Dreams are like that, they always leave people alone, I knew it the last time I went to Deadpool."
Su Ming moved his neck and began to investigate: "What do you think of here?"
Strangulation. ”"Huh."
The symbiote said that this is indeed the case, but fortunately he and the host are one, and the host's dream is his own dream, otherwise he may not be able to get in."
I think it's possible that this cosmic consciousness hasn't seen a symbiote at all, so I don't know whether to count you as an independent creature or a part of me, just like a cloak, it also came in."
Su Ming, who was smiling, squatted down and grabbed a handful of fine sand under his feet, and found that this was actually purple sand mixed with black particles, so it looked strangely colored.It was a mixture of two different substances, but Stranding took a bite and found that they weren't some kind of element that existed in reality, but more like a specialty here."
How does it compare to the sands of time in the Sandman mask?"
Knell spread his palms and let the wind sweep the sand into the sky in an instant."
Huh."
Strangulation means a lot of similarity, probably the same kind, but not exactly the same.In this desert, whether it is purple or black, the grains of sand are all derivatives of dreams."
Well, sometimes it does happen, that is, you know that you are dreaming, but you can't wake up."
Su Ming looked up at the sky, it was a huge whirlpool that emitted a dim light: "This place can probably be regarded as that kind of nightmare, there is not even a bit of scenery." ”"Huh!"
The symbiote's black sprout head popped out of his shoulder, its small crescent-like eyes narrowed into a slit.It felt that there should have been a view here.However, the host's brain is completely protected by metal, and there is still a dark concept on the body, so this dream cannot read the 'mind', and naturally it cannot constitute a dream related to him.Now the scene of the wind sweeping the sand and gravel may be trying to create some kind of scenery, but it can't do it.In other words, what the host actually sees is the essence of dreams in this universe."
I also considered that possibility."
Su Ming touched the head of the bean sprouts and continued to talk to himself: "If that's the case, then it's easy to do, you just need to ......"
As he spoke, he raised his arms and let the strangulation help him remove the armor and flesh from his arms, revealing the silver shining metal bones, and then he imitated Diana's knocking on the bracelet and slammed his arms together.As the vibration of the metal occurred, the surrounding wind and sand dissipated instantly, and the level of this dream was not higher than the concept of creating diversity, so it was just a fantasy that could be awakened by vibration for X metal.So Su Ming woke up, behind him was the door he had just walked through, and he was standing in a huge room, like a giant's room.The wall skirt is about five stories high, and there is a chair several meters high on the side, which has obviously not been sat on for some years, and it is covered with dust.However, it can be seen from the two obvious big buttons on the wall next to the door of the room that although this room is about tens of thousands of square meters in size, it should essentially be an elevator car."
Meow, you're really the fastest."
The big cat leaned over with his tail wagging and rubbed his body against Deathknell's shoulder, and his ears twitched a few times: "Are you, like Luthor, don't usually sleep?"
You're a dreamless meow. ”"Sleep like sleep, eat like food, dance like dance."
Su Ming smiled and rubbed its chin, the cat was about the size of a lion at this time: "Although I don't actually need to do these things to live, but human beings, life still needs some sense of ritual."
By the way, what about Daniel?
”In the large room, only he and the cat were there, and the others, including Daniel, were gone, and there was no one outside the door."
They are in their dreams, and Daniel is also like arranging it, escorting them, and they will all come out soon."
The cat turned around comfortably and asked Death Knell to help him scratch his stomach: "As for me, I don't need to go, besides, how can any human expect a cat to work?"
Animal cruelty?
”After saying that, it also smiled, and as a beneficiary of the prevalence of human animal protectionism, it accepted these good intentions with peace of mind."
That's fine, Daniel still has a mask anyway."
Su Ming asked the strangulation to help the big cat scratch his stomach, and he sat down and leaned on the big cat: "Ask you something, how did you feel after you restarted all the multiverses in DC last time?"
”"Meow meow, what old accounts are they, you even know about this?
I remember you didn't exist then. ”The big cat also lay down on its side, it stretched its arms and legs, and bent its body into a bow with all its might: "However, since you asked, I will tell you reluctantly, what do you think, meow, it's actually quite boring, it only proves that we really can't rule the earth." ”The dream of a thousand cats, once restarted a super-large universe in the history of 'non-existence', and now the people who know about it, except for the cats themselves, probably only have Death Bell and Daniel.The story of the right thing is also very simple, that is, the first generation of Sandman entered the dream of a cat when he was wandering around other people's dreams to visit one day.It was a feral cat, from Gotham, who had been abused since birth, who had never met a good person.The folk customs of Gotham are too simple, and of course he will only meet some dark people living in the dark alleys, and the madmen prefer to torture small animals to death and listen to their screams rather than adopting stray cats.At that time, the cat was about to starve to death, and it was its last dream before it died, and it dreamed of another cat, the dream incarnation of the original Sandman.The Sandman asks what's wrong with it?
Why is it so painful?
Cats replied to their strange kind, saying that the world is unfair, that humans are so complex, even unnatural, why do they decide the direction of the world, and cats can be abused at will and die on the streets?
It also wants to be able to decide its own destiny.The Sandman thought about it for a moment and decided to support this fanciful idea, as any 'non-existent story' can appear in dreams.So he asked the cats to gather their kind, after all, to construct a story, the idea of a cat is definitely not perfect, so to gather enough a thousand cats, and use their dreams to shape an incarnation of the collective subconscious.The wildcats succeeded, and this dream is the dream of a thousand cats, which is another incarnation of the original Sandman, which rewrites the super-large universe, turns dreams into reality, and creates a world where cats decide the fate of the future, and humans become pets or non-existent worlds.