That is, before the dream owner realizes that he is in a dream, the dream world is the "real world" to the dream owner.
The essence of the rebels in the dream world is actually "dare to resist the unreasonableness of the world".
This quality is really too precious.
…
The mediocre can't have it because they don't realize those "irrationalities" at all.
Even if those "unreasonable" things have made mediocre people miserable and even caused their skin to stick to their faces, mediocre people will still forcefully convince themselves.
Reality is what it is, it can only be like this, what have you changed?
——Something like this.
At the same time, this quality is something that many smart people would not choose.
Because that kind of behavior is not the optimal solution in many cases.
The person in charge chose to ignore the strangeness of the world and instead focus on his own ultimate goal.
From this, the person in charge can walk in the world without any hindrance, and no one can stop him.
The captain chose to "adapt".
It is not up to you to adapt to the pollution elements around you, but to let the pollution elements around you adapt to yourself.
This method is very strange and even incomprehensible to ordinary people.
But the captain is still the captain after all. What others cannot understand is the optimal solution for her.
pity.
The optimal solution of the person in charge, the optimal solution of the captain...
For Chu Qiu, it was of no use.
Only Han Xing's seemingly stupid act of resistance could give birth to suitable "weapons" in his dream, and then truly help Chu Qiu.
…
"call……"
Chu Qiu took a deep breath.
The situation is really critical.
But after realizing this, Chu Qiu's eyes lit up.
She finds the current situation very interesting.
Many solutions popped up in Chu Qiu's mind, and were rejected one by one, but they still couldn't quell Chu Qiu's interest.
What should we do?
The dream that is most likely to give birth to powerful weapons - Han Xing's dream, had already been tried when Chu Qiu fell into the dream for the second time.
The knife in Han Xingmeng was indeed very powerful, but it could not really cause fatal damage to the insect.
Han Xing, the only one who clearly resists the elements of pollution, is like this, let alone others.
What should we do?
Chu Qiu scratched his head and felt that a few white hairs on his head had fallen out.
At this moment, Chu Qiu noticed Xu Cheng's gaze not far away.
Her old man is looking at her.
stare.
Chu Qiu: "..."
Ignore him.
stare.
Don't want to pay attention to him.
stare.
……All right.
Chu Qiu sighed helplessly, raised her hands and said loudly to Xu Cheng:
"I want a reminder, give it to me!"
"OK."
Xu Cheng smiled and agreed to his old lady.
Chu Qiu glanced at the steward opposite Xu Cheng and smacked his lips.
"Do you want to finish the matter in front of you first?"
"It doesn't matter, it's just the same thing."
Xu Cheng didn't care at all.
He held a large iron plate in one hand and hammered his neck with the other hand.
Xu Cheng was still fighting with the immortal corpse of the flight attendant.
But now that the battle has progressed, there is no point in continuing.
The internal organs in the steward's body have been exploded by the large amount of raw energy, and he cannot die anymore.
Now it is nothing more than a corpse puppet controlled by insects.
Although the body of this corpse puppet is extremely tough.
Even though he had withstood several blows from Xu Cheng's iron plate, the steward's head was still slightly flattened, and his overall human shape was still maintained.
Xu Cheng once again swung the iron plate in his hand and hit the steward on the head hard.
Bang!
The conductor's neck was slightly misaligned, and he seemed to have his head shrunk.
But he can still move.
"It's so durable!"
Xu Cheng touched his chin and stared at the flight attendant with interest.
"Unfortunately, it's of no use."
"It's just a corpse with a long health bar."
“And there’s a ‘but’.”
Xu Cheng put the big iron plate across his shoulders and gently pressed the brim of his hat.
"The one who controls this corpse."
"but--"
"It's just a bug."
Whoosh!
It was as if he heard Xu Cheng's contemptuous words.
The crew chief suddenly roared, swung the fire ax in his hand and struck Xu Cheng.
as always.
Xu Cheng turned sideways to avoid the ax blade, but then he did not fight back by picking up the big iron plate in his hand like before.
His forward movement of holding the iron plate on his shoulders was not suitable for swinging at all.
If you are an ordinary person, even if you are only slightly good at fighting, you should be able to detect it.
It's a pity, just as Xu Cheng said.
The steward in front of me was nothing more than a corpse controlled by insects.
How can a mere insect understand human "technology" and "ideas"?
despair!
Xu Cheng took a step forward and placed his feet directly between the conductor's legs.
The flight attendant didn't respond at all.
Immediately, Xu Cheng raised the iron plate on his shoulders high over his head, and then slapped the steward on the head with the middle of the large iron plate.
Snapped!
Katcha!
Xu Cheng continued to work hard.
Under the influence of that strange force, the iron plate began to twist and deform like a flexible rubber band, and instantly wrapped the steward's head.
Xu Cheng continued his movements, bending the left and right ends of the iron plate, and tightly clasping the purser's shoulder joints.
Finally, he pressed the purser's shoulders, forcing him to squat down, and also fixed the purser's knees with the last two sections of the iron plate.
In just the blink of an eye, the steward was firmly fixed by the iron plate, curled up on the ground like a ball.
This is not a game world, and the steward is not the boss in the game.
Now that it has been determined that the opponent does not have any special abilities, but is just physically strong and can be said to be "unbeatable", there are many ways to deal with it.
"Done."
"Roar!"
The flight attendant was yelling, but it was of no avail.
Xu Cheng raised his foot and with a "bang" sound, he kicked the body of the crew chief, which had turned into a ball, back into the compartment at the door of the cab.
Afterwards, Xu Cheng walked over leisurely, went to the bathroom first to wash off the blood on his hands, and then went to get a bottle of water from the place where the steward had mentioned.
Open.
Gudu Gudu.
While drinking, he walked back to his old lady.
Chu Qiu was obviously worried and frowned, thinking about Xu Cheng's so-called "tips" just now.
How could Xu Cheng bear to see his old woman worried?
"It's just a bug."
"No matter how big it is, it's just a bug."
Xu Cheng smiled and rubbed Chu Qiu's head.
"So, you can do it."
This is a declarative sentence.
When the girl Chu Qiu heard this, little stars suddenly appeared in her eyes. She pinched her waist with both hands and puffed up her chest excitedly.
