"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"Could it be that I'm dreaming?"

Dongfang Haoran in the 'dream' felt a little confused, and just now, he actually forgot who he was.

It was pitch black all around here, and Dongfang Haoran's large font was spread out, which felt like a lying posture, but it felt like a standing posture, and this illusion of uncontrollable spatial sense made him feel very wonderful.

"By the way, there is an exam tomorrow, and I went to bed early, yes, I must be dreaming."

"It's really earned, few people can know that they are dreaming when they are dreaming, and since I know that I am dreaming, then I am the master of this dream."

Dongfang Haoran, who knew that he was dreaming, felt very excited, and he felt that in his own dream, he was the creator god who ruled everything, and this feeling fascinated him.

"I said, Let there be light."

When the words fell, the darkness around them immediately dissipated, and in its place was the holy white light, the white light that was everywhere.

"It's a white expanse, it's really monotonous."

"I said, there's going to be a forest here."

Suddenly, a forest appeared below Dongfang Haoran.

He visually surveyed the forest, which was about five square kilometers in size.

"Hehe, it's not a white expanse now, by the way, how can there be no sun if there is light?"

"I said, 'Let there be a sun in the sky.'"

The Sun Gonggong and the horse appeared above Dongfang Haoran's head, and this dream space also began to make him feel a warm temperature.

"Huh? Can I feel the temperature in my dreams? ”

It stands to reason that dreaming is due to the fact that the cerebral cortex during sleep presents various illusions in consciousness due to the incomplete inhibition process.

In many films, television, and other works, the characters in them always have to beat themselves to see if they feel pain, so as to discern whether they are dreaming or not.

Therefore, in the dream world, it should be impossible for him to have sensations such as touch and smell.

Dongfang Haoran frowned and thought for a while, and then suddenly slapped himself.

'Smack'

"Holding the grass, it really hurts."

Rubbing his right cheek, Dongfang Haoran wanted to cry without tears.

"Miscalculated, this slap should be lighter, as long as you can feel the pain, hey, I'm still too real."

"Since you can feel the pain, then this shouldn't be a dream, so where is this place? Why can I create a forest and a sun out of thin air? ”

Dongfang Haoran felt very puzzled, but because of the lack of necessary clues, he couldn't come up with an answer to what he was thinking, and he wanted to blow up his head.

So, after thinking about it for a while, he didn't get entangled.

"I don't know how, but I can make something here."

"If the forest is created, then other plants can probably be created as well, well, now let's see if we can make some animals or something."

Touching his chin and thinking for a moment, he said, "I said, there should be rabbits, squirrels, and wild boars in this forest." ”

As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Haoran tried to control the body and began to land.

At the beginning, he didn't get used to it, but slowly he began to get used to it, and if he got used to it so quickly, it was because the author didn't want to count the words.

Dongfang Haoran slowly controlled the body and descended to a tree, on the tree, he could clearly see that there was a rabbit below, and there were three wild boars not far away, looking at the size, it should be a family of three.

As for the squirrel, he didn't see it, but it didn't matter, the rabbit and the wild boar had been able to prove that he could create animals.

"If animals can create, can humans create them? After all, humans are also a type of animal. ”

Controlling his body again, he flew into the sky, pointed to a kilometer or so outside the forest and said, "I said, there should be a village here." ”

At this time, a strange thing happened, the village did not appear as Dongfang Haoran imagined, and at the same time, a strange language suddenly appeared in his mind.

This language is very strange, Dongfang Haoran is sure that it is not English, and certainly it will not be the language of other countries. Because he knows these languages, film and television dramas, anime or something, he still watches them occasionally, at least, he can tell that this is not the language of those mainstream countries.

However, although this language is strange, what is even more strange is that he can understand it.

"The spirit is already at the lowest level of normal, and if you continue to use the power of creation, it will affect the mental condition of the host in reality."

Dongfang Haoran didn't panic, because panic is useless, it is amazing enough to be able to create things, and a strange language suddenly popped up in his head, so it doesn't seem to be a big deal... Bar???

"Bastard, what the hell is going on, is there anybody or something out there to explain it to me, damn chicken."

Dongfang Haoran, try to calm down, but he can't calm down no matter how he thinks.

Came here inexplicably, and inexplicably has the ability to create everything, and now such a sentence pops up in my head inexplicably, what is this for?

In the clouds, so he is mysterious, is this trying to make him schizophrenic?

"Inhale ~ Exhale! Be calm, be calm. ”

After wasting a little time, Dongfang Haoran finally calmed down his uncalm mood.

Sitting cross-legged in the air, pondering the phrase that came to mind.

The general meaning of this sentence should be that these things I have created are using my own spirit, and since I have created these things, my current spirit is already at the bottom line of the lowest normal situation, so if I continue to create other things, does it mean that my spirit will be abnormal? And will it affect my mental condition in reality? ”

"Wait, in reality? Could it be that I'm really dreaming? But dreaming shouldn't have such a big side effect, if it really breaks through the bottom line of normal spirit, then what kind of state will the spirit be? ”

"Discomfort?"

"Malaise?"

"Psychotic?"

Dongfang Haoran pondered for a while, although he really wanted to make something to see what kind of state it was like to break through the normal spiritual bottom line.

But think about it, if it affects himself in reality, it will be bad, after all, he has to take the college entrance examination tomorrow, and if he is mentally unwell, it will affect his test results.

"Forget it, if this is not a dream, I should come again in the future, there is no need to dwell on this time."

With his decision in mind, Dongfang Haoran began to try to find a way to get out of here.

"I'm getting out of here."

With a whoosh, Dongfang Haoran in the sky disappeared.

(End of chapter)