Hearing Fang Mo's sudden statement, Fang Xin obviously didn't react, and subconsciously repeated the question: "Brother... is going to become an immortal?"
"Yes, I'm going to become an immortal."
Of course Fang Mo also knew that he was talking nonsense, but he had nothing to do in this situation now. He could only go on and said with a confident face: "It is precisely because I am preparing to become an immortal that I have no choice but to stop talking for the time being."
If I find a way back, I can only give you a dream."
"But……"
However, Fang Xin obviously didn't understand the connection. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "Why can't Chengxian come back temporarily?"
"Because I don't have sex now."
Fang Mo spread his hands: "My body has been taken to the crematorium and burned to ashes, so now I only have one soul. How do you want me to go back?"
After all, she is a child from China. Fang Xin can still understand the concepts of immortals and ghosts. In her opinion, if she doesn't have a body, doesn't she become a ghost?
"Then...what will my brother look like after he becomes an immortal?"
After thinking for a while, Fang Xin asked again.
"Well, it depends on which world you are an immortal." Fang Mo touched his chin and said, "The difference between the Gram Immortal and the Retro Immortal is quite big, but in my own words... I should be considered a protector.
Immortal?"
"what is that?"
Fang Xin obviously still didn't understand, and blinked in confusion.
"Well..." Fang Mo thought for a while and felt that the other party might not understand even if he explained it, so he smiled and shook his head: "No matter what, my brother will always be your brother."
"Um."
Fortunately, Fang Xin didn't ask any more questions and just nodded in understanding.
"Anyway, this is the situation now."
Seeing that the explanation was successful, Fang Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, and fondly touched his sister's little head: "I can only meet you in dreams now, waiting for me to take over... waiting for me to become an immortal.
After that, I can go back to find you."
"Do I need to wait long?"
After Fang Mo's simple comfort, Fang Xin wasn't too sad anymore. He just raised his little head and said, "Brother, mom and dad miss you very much..."
"I miss them too."
After hearing his sister's words, Fang Mo also sighed.
But just when he thought of this, Fang Mo suddenly reacted. He was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously turned to look at Steve, the cube man next to him.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
When Fang Xin saw this, he also gave him a strange look.
"mmm..."
Fang Mo did not respond to Fang Xin, but just stared at the substitute Steve and fell into deep thought.
Nyarlathotep had just told himself that this was a dream world, and with the help of Yug Bubble, his will finally successfully positioned itself in the original universe.
And Fang Mo has just tested it.
In this dream, you can also use your abilities.
This ability not only includes Stand-in Steve, but also the methods of some dimensional demons.
Thinking of this, Fang Mo also had an idea. If his abilities can be used, does that mean the Infinity Gauntlet can also be used?
If I could use the Infinity Gauntlet in the dreamland of this universe... wouldn't it be equivalent to controlling this place in disguise?
You know, Nyarlathotep only advised himself not to transport matter across the universe.
But dreams... are just a spiritual world.
Thinking of this, Fang Mo's heart moved slightly. The next second, a dazzling light suddenly lit up on his hand, and then a golden glove studded with gems appeared out of thin air.
"really……"
Fang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the Infinity Gauntlet suddenly appeared on his hand.
Even in a dream, Fang Mo could still feel the feeling of being in control of everything, so the next second he snapped his fingers, only to hear a 'pop' sound, and a circle of invisible ripples expanded outward from the Infinity Gauntlet.
, disappeared directly at the end of the dream.
Soon, Fang Mo felt something more in his mind.
If the endless dreamland was compared to an ocean, then Fang Mo would see many bubbles now.
Each bubble in this represents the dream of a creature. They are independent and do not affect each other...at least that is how it should be.
I saw Fang Mo's thoughts moving.
A bubble in the dream ocean quickly enlarged.
So soon, Fang Mo came to a noisy street. A boy was working hard to hand out leaflets on the street. It was obvious that this was the dream of a working boy. He was handing out leaflets in his dreams.
The next second, Fang Mo chose another bubble.
The surrounding scenery became a little weird. A girl was running desperately, with many monsters chasing her behind her. It was obvious that this was a girl's nightmare.
Fang Mo stretched out his hand and drew.
The two bubbles came together instantly.
So the boy who handed out the flyers looked at the monster in the distance and the fleeing girl in shock. The next second he turned around and ran away. The thick stack of flyers in his hand was thrown all over the floor.
But in the next moment.
The surrounding scenery changed again.
Fang Mo kept switching between dreams, like a child who found a new toy.
But no matter how he switched, he still couldn't find his parents' dream, which made Fang Mo feel a little strange.
"Tsk...that's weird."
After trying again to no avail, Fang Mo couldn't help scratching his head in confusion: "Why can't we get in touch? Are my parents having insomnia together?"
"Brother, what are you doing?"
At this moment, Fang Xin also asked curiously.
"I'm looking for our parents." Fang Mo explained directly: "I want to bring them in for a chat. After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and it's best for me to explain the situation to them in person.
But why can’t they find their dreams?”
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Hearing this, Fang Xin said directly: "Brother, it's daytime now."
"……ah?"
Fang Mo couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this.
"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't sleep well last night." When Fang Xin saw this scene, he lowered his head in embarrassment and muttered in a low voice: "When I was looking for something last night, I accidentally found something that my brother had given me.
It was my gift, so... I hid under the quilt and cried for a while, but I didn’t get up this morning."
"All right."
Hearing this, Fang Mo had no choice but to nod.
Since my parents are not sleeping, there must be no way to use dreams to bring them back.
Now that Fang Mo has mastered the method of crossing the dream gate, he is not in a hurry. After all, there will be opportunities to meet him in the future.
Thinking of this, Fang Mo stopped worrying about these things, and started playing with his sister Fang Xin in the dream. On the one hand, he wanted to make up for the other party's psychological shadow. On the other hand, he also asked indirectly about his parents.
current situation and so on.
And according to Fang Xin.
My parents have never recovered from this blow.
Fortunately, Fang Xin was still there, so the two elders could only devote all their energy to her, which could alleviate some of the pain.
Hear this.
Fang Mo also told his sister not to talk about it.
After all, dreaming is too outrageous. Fang Xin is still young. If the explanation is not clear, it will make the two elders even more worried, so it is better to wait until he pulls his parents into the dream and explains it.
All in all, that's it.
After playing with Fang Xin in the dreamland for a while.
Not long after, she seemed to be waking up, and Fang Mo could vaguely feel that her dream was shattering.
Of course, the little guy still couldn't let go of Fang Mo. She almost cried when she pulled the corner of his clothes. However, after Fang Mo comforted her with some kind words, Fang Xin could only reluctantly leave.
And wait until Fang Xin leaves.
Fang Mo studied the dream world alone for a while.
You know, this thing is his only means of contact with his family, so he has to pay more attention to it.
Fortunately, Fang Mo still had the Infinity Gauntlet in his hand, so after a little tinkering, he quickly figured out some tricks.
First of all, this so-called dream world is actually quite similar to the other dimension in my hand.
Of course, it just looks like it, not that it's really the same as another dimension.
This is not a real dimension, but more like a chaotic dream made up of countless spirits. It's just that Fang Mo, as a dimension demon, has vast spiritual power, so he can affect this place to a certain extent.
As for why the Infinity Gauntlet can be used here?
In fact, this is also very simple.
Because Fang Mo's body has always been in the Marvel Universe, he just established a link between his consciousness and this universe, and the Infinity Gauntlet itself will not expire as long as it does not leave the Marvel Universe.
Anyway, after a little research.
Fang Mo's understanding of this dream world also deepened.
He can even obtain all the information in their minds by observing those who dream, and then supplement his own memory of that world.
"Why is old thief Togashi still playing mahjong..."
"Damn it! When did Chen Dazuo fall? Who is this woman?"
"Hey, isn't it? Why are you on holiday this year for the holidays? Fortunately, I died early."
By reading other people's memories, Fang Mo quickly read the news about his death in the past few years, just like reading a newspaper, and then briefly summarized it.
"...You did a great job building the dirt truck!"
Facing this deceptive world, Fang Mo could only say that he was really much the same back then.
Shaking his head, Fang Mo didn't want to look at other people's memories anymore. After all, there was a lot of negative energy in these memories, and he couldn't stand it, so he planned to leave the dream first.
But just at this time.
Fang Mo suddenly noticed Steve next to him again.
"Huh? Wait..."
After meeting Steve, Fang Mo also suddenly realized that he had found a way to return to this world. So he had to quickly find a way to solve the problem of the synthesis list?
Thinking of this, Fang Mo's mind became more active.
Yes, I have a lot of these modules in hand. As a result, because I don’t understand the synthesis recipes, the technology trees of many modules are stuck there motionless.
But things are different now.
Now that I have found the coordinates of this world, this means that I can completely view other people's memories in dreams, and I will never be stuck in progress again.
Of course, as for whose memory I should check.
In fact, Fang Mo already had a candidate in mind.
Instead of finding a stranger, it would be easier to find an acquaintance, so Fang Mo naturally followed his unlucky partner and planned to sneak into his dream.
"It's true that I haven't seen her for a long time..."
Thinking of this, Fang Mo couldn't help but sigh. To be honest, even he himself never thought that he would be able to come back one day, and he didn't know how the other person was doing now.
Shaking his head, Fang Mo threw the messy thoughts out of his mind.
Then he concentrated his attention and sank his consciousness into the infinite ocean of dreams.
It didn't take long for Fang Mo to find a familiar bubble in the sea of dreams. After seeing this scene, Fang Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Haha, I know you have to catch up on your sleep during the day...
…”
After a few operations, Fang Mo quickly entered the other party's dream.
It's just different from other people's dreams.
Everything here seems very twisted and ghostly.
Fang Mo was originally looking forward to the environment here, but soon he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
This is a chaotic battlefield... Let's use it as a battlefield to describe it. It looks like a huge castle. Countless weird creatures appear out of thin air and want to invade the castle. Then more people rush out of the castle.
What strange soldiers, both sides fighting together.
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But the problem is...the shapes of the soldiers on both sides are too abstract.
The intruders had plates with hands and feet, strange faces, locks with mouths, huge shadows, and even washboards, jumping salted fish, test papers that looked like ghost drawings, syringes, and twisted wall clocks. class of things.
As for the defender on the other side, it is also very abstract.
The Jar-Headed Red-Eyed Warrior, Xiongfeng Mountain, One-Eared Furui Mouse Tutu, The Lord of Shadow Stream, Da Sima, Outdated Che Wan, New Nippori, Shenyang Good Fruit Co., Ltd., Kai Ge.
Just...what should I say?
The human brain can never imagine how these two groups of things fight.
This was simply a living picture of hell. Even Fang Mo was stunned for a moment and couldn't help blurting out: "No... what the hell is this supreme evil?"
He couldn't even find where his partner was. Everything he saw was valuable.
Fortunately, Fang Mo's mental power was strong enough, so after calming down a little, he quickly explored the inside of the castle.
And as the exploration deepens.
The surrounding environment also began to slowly change.
Different from the absurd and weird outside, the inside of the castle looks quite normal, with many bookshelves standing on both sides and some statues standing here.
These statues actually look more like pixel creatures, with their own IDs on them, but they are all still in place at the moment, so they look like statues.
Fang Mo even saw some cube people in MC, each with a different skin, with names like 'May', 'Uncle', 'Ye Ming', 'Red Three', 'Road Sign' written on them, just quietly stood there, and in the frame next to them, there were some group photos that looked familiar to Fang Mo.
Fang Mo continued to explore deeper and soon came to the deepest part of the castle.
It was a garden, with dazzling sunlight shining down from the sky. A vague figure was sitting on a chair, quietly looking down at a book.
Behind her, a huge statue stood upright.
"This is……"
Fang Mo looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little dazed for a moment.
Golden sunlight shone from the sky, as if coating the statue with a layer of gorgeous gold foil, and right at the top of the statue, Fang Mo saw an extremely familiar name.
