Genius Club

Chapter 1294: Chapter 7 Dark Dream_3

"It seems the probability of dreaming about the Ninth Dreamland is still greater. After all, as long as the ’kite string’ exists, it signifies that the world line hasn’t changed at all, and so the scene of 2624, August 28th shouldn’t have any alterations either."

"So, since nothing has changed, it’s just me personally traveling from 2234 to 1952 in a dream, essentially there’s no change... Just like when I hibernated from 2025 to 2234, spanning 200 years, wasn’t I still having the same dream?"

He opened his mouth, letting out a big yawn.

Today was truly exhausting.

His eyelids were starting to fight.

"Better go seek Maomao..."

He muttered, heading up the stairs.

...

Returning to the room, he closed the door and locked it.

On the bed, CC was wrapped in clothes, wrapped in a blanket, looking this way:

"You sure you want to sleep on the floor?"

"Let’s just do it today."

Lin Xian said:

"When I make a lot of money one day, I’ll definitely get a double room."

Heh—

CC chuckled, closing her eyes on the pillow:

"What a grand goal... Well then, good night."

"Good night."

Lin Xian walked to the gap between the window and the single bed, lying on the floor again.

It was hard and uncomfortable.

But thinking about the past years, CC slept in even worse conditions... made it feel less unbearable.

Anyway, once he dreams, nothing can wake him, good bed or bad bed all the same, it doesn’t affect sleep quality at all.

Moreover...

Thinking about how CC might turn into blue stardust and dissipate at any moment, certainly within a month...

Lin Xian felt even more regretful in his heart.

Perhaps in CC’s eyes, he was just a stranger she met less than a day ago;

But in his eyes, the shadows of Chu Anqing and CC had already merged with the First Generation Pillar CC, the same smile, the same facial features, the same freshness... impossible to separate.

He yawned again.

Today’s running about was truly exhausting.

He’s not going to stay up anymore.

Better hurry to sleep and enter a dream.

He wrapped the church’s cotton coat around him, feeling Brooklyn’s night growing colder, as if a cold wave was sweeping through, with temperatures dropping sharply, nearing freezing.

He closed his eyes.

His breathing became steady.

Gradually...

He fell asleep.

...

...

Shush shush shush...

In a daze, feeling groggy, Lin Xian felt something moving around him, and a heavy weight on him.

It felt like a ghost pressing down on him.

Hmm?

Is this some strange dream?

But why does it feel... different from usual dreams?

His head was spinning, his eyes a bit hard to open.

No way.

Must open them!

Feeling danger approaching!

He suddenly jumped up with a start—

"Ahh!"

A girl’s scream.

He opened his eyes.

Only to find...

He hadn’t entered a dream, still in the 30-cent motel room in Brooklyn; in front of him stood a surprised-looking CC, and the blanket on the floor he kicked away.

Lin Xian rubbed his eyes:

"CC? What are you... doing?"

"I wanted to cover you with a blanket."

CC pointed to the blanket on the floor:

"Seems like the cold wave came, look, there’s frost on the windows. I was afraid you’d be cold sleeping on the floor, so I just wanted to cover you with a blanket, but... see, I told you, didn’t I?"

"Saying how once you’re asleep, no matter what, you can’t wake up, but as soon as I cover you with a blanket, you suddenly wake up."

?

"Wait a minute."

Lin Xian stopped CC.

Something’s off...

This is very off.

He pulled open the curtains with a swoosh, finding that dawn was far off, the moon still in the western sky:

"What time is it? What’s the situation?"

CC walked over, looking at the moon’s position outside, thoughtlessly:

"Should be around 3 or 4 in the morning."

Lin Xian frowned:

"But that doesn’t make sense... I shouldn’t be able to wake up before 12:42 no matter what."

"It’s still far from the time I wake from a dream, how come you covering me with a blanket wakes me up straight away?"

Suddenly.

Lin Xian was stunned.

He seemed to understand the root of it all, thinking carefully was terrifying!

This was something never encountered in his 26 years of life since birth—

[He hadn’t dreamed!]

"How could this be."

Lin Xian’s brows furrowed tightly.

Since birth, there hadn’t been a single night he didn’t dream, it was always about the day of August 28th, 2624.

This was his constant, his law, just like the sun rises every day, unchanging.

But why.

Today, his ability to dream of the future... was entirely gone?

He closed his eyes.

Massaging his temples.

He was sure, he absolutely didn’t dream just now, not even for a second.

After falling asleep, it felt pitch-black, without a single bit of memory.

This 1952 was indeed too unusual:

The space-time law completely inoperative;

The Millennium Stake not yet formed;

Even his ability to dream disappeared along with it.

Where does the reason truly lie?

He opened his eyes, watching the moon being gradually covered by clouds outside the window.

Zhao Yingjun once asked him if he ever thought about why only he possessed the ability to dream of the future world among so many people worldwide.

Lin Xian certainly pondered about it.

But such things are impossible to understand clearly.

No one knows why, no one knows the reason, he indeed was born with this ability.

He originally thought as well, this was a question needing no explanation, just treated it as an innate superpower.

But looking at it now, his dream, is not so simple and straightforward!

Lin Xian turned back, looking at the First Generation Pillar CC standing by the bed, gazing over with confusion.

Could it be...

[His ability to dream of the future world 600 years later... is also related to the formation of the Millennium Stake, and stake-driving?]