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There was no elevator at all in this old building, and even in his dreams, he was glad that he was not on the top floor.

There is no doubt that it must be Geroll who is responsible for all this, but not exactly Jeroll - because no one will take revenge on themselves in this way.

The only effect of working hard to create a strange dream is to let herself witness her failure, not only depriving herself of the memory of being a pure person, but also turning into a powerless junior high school student?

For a while, a lot of evil thoughts popped up in Roland's head.

With the way Jieluo is now, no matter what she does to her, she has no resistance.

Is this revenge?

It can only be said that Jieluo did something at that time to make the memory unbelievably recast, but the final result was by no means what she wanted to see.

If this extraordinarily large tube building is a faithful reflection of Jieluo's memory, it is just a building.

In the distance, the skyscrapers and the endless flow of vehicles and pedestrians in the streets clearly belong to his memories - a soul from the modern world.

The fact that Jero and the people she devoured merge into this dream as modern humans means that her attempt has completely failed.

This is a more reasonable inference.

And what about himself?

Roland pondered the question as he slowly walked downstairs.

He doesn't belong here, at least, he doesn't belong in this building of losers. One of the most striking features is that he still has a complete memory, knows that he is in a dream, and can leave the place at any time.

Of course, he had to order a more convenient falling tool next, and he rolled back down the sofa and hit his head, and this time he could still feel a faint pain, indicating that the reality of the dream had reached the level of being fake.

In that case, how far can it go in terms of richness?

Is it all-encompassing or is it just an empty shell?

......

Roland returned to room 0825 and carefully inspected the residence again.

Very standard one-bedroom three-living room with no balcony, and the three single rooms are Roland's bedroom, Jie Luo's bedroom, and a utility room. The utility room is full of large items, such as an old-fashioned bicycle without a speed-regulating flywheel, a sewing machine, a rusted iron door, etc., and it is estimated that it is not worth a few dollars to sell scrap.

Then he walked to the door of Jieluo's bedroom, and there was a clear notice on the door panel: no trespassing.

It's just that this kind of warning is like nothing in Roland's eyes.

He unceremoniously pushed open the door, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose.

In the small room, the furniture is neatly arranged, even the beds are folded with quilts, and the smooth tables and floors are spotless, and it is hard to believe that this is what a junior high school student can do.

Roland turned around, and his eyes were quickly drawn to a cartoon diary placed in the corner of his desk.

She actually has a habit of keeping a diary?

This is a good opportunity to learn more about Jero's past experiences.

For him, there is no psychological pressure to peek at a little girl's diary in a dream.

Roland picked up the pink notebook and found a plastic lock on the side.

But this kind of thing is not difficult for him at all.

The function of the plastic lock is to add a comfort to the child, and there is no function to prevent peeking, Roland found two toothpicks, inserted them into the lock hole, and picked the lock in a few clicks.

Turning the first page, the handwriting on the paper was immature, but there were few ink spots and alterations, and it was clear that she was still quite serious when writing these things.

"On February 16th, because of the relocation of the school, I was entrusted to a long-distance family, and the owner of the house was Roland, who was not very particular about his uncle. His job is to work in a bar, often sleeping during the day, going out at night, and not returning until the early hours of the morning, always with a bad smell of alcohol. I didn't want to live here, but the family said that he asked for the least amount of boarding money and food, and that I was not allowed to say anything more, otherwise they would send me to the countryside. 」

What the hell is this background? Roland couldn't help but bared his teeth, growing up, he had only been to a bar a handful of times, let alone working there. However, the dream itself is an unreasonable place, often splicing together multiple unrelated fragments, and it does not feel unusual in the dream.

Thinking of this, he didn't bother to bother with dreams.

"On February 27th, school started. Uncle Roland seems to have lost his job, looks decadent, and dinner turned into instant noodles, which I bought back. 」

"On March 2nd, all the recent pocket money was spent on instant noodles. It can't go on like this, the magazine said that the age of twelve is the time to grow up, and I must ensure adequate nutrition, and I have to negotiate with my uncle, and if I am beaten, I will ...... Bear with me. I don't want to go to the country. 」

"On March 3rd, he agreed to my offer, which is great! Every month he will give me a part of my living expenses to buy fresh food. But as long as I'm not at school, I have to take care of the three meals, and who's taking care of whom? Why do I think he should give me an extra salary? No matter what, I have to do these things at home a lot anyway, and I'm used to it. 」

"On June 8th, three months after coming to the new town, I have gradually adapted to this place. I made a lot of friends and got the best grades in my class. Uncle Roland, though very unrefined and unkempt, was not actually a bad person, at least he never beat me. Unfortunately, he still hasn't found a job, and he looks like he's about to give up, which is not a good sign. I can't support him and him by relying on the living expenses that my family has given him, so I have to find a way to help him. 」

"June 22nd, hmm...... It's hard to make money. I drew some cartoons and sold them to my classmates in cram school, and in the end I earned 15 yuan, which was not enough for two days' worth of food. By the way, isn't the tone of your voice to your uncle too casual lately? He's an adult after all, and he feels a little rude, but he can't control it. Is this the period of rebellion?"

"June 25th, oh my God, I was scared to death today, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle Roland fall out of his chair, and luckily there was a sofa underneath. If you put the chair so high, could it be that he wants to kill himself? It's just infuriating, and if he gets hurt, won't he be able to find a job? Forget it, I'll ask him tomorrow what's going on. 」

Omitting the inconsequential details, Roland read the entire diary in half an hour, and also had a general understanding of the reason why Jieluo lived in the same room with her.

The dream seemed to have concocted a modern background for everyone, it was undoubtedly an extremely complex construction, and he probably couldn't do it with his brain alone, and it was no wonder that he was in a coma for almost two months after the soul duel ended.

When he locked the diary and put it back in place, Roland couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw a stack of books next to the desk, which seemed to be the little girl's teaching materials.

He swallowed and reached out to move all his textbooks.

The first book is Chinese, the second book is ideological and moral education, and when he turned to the third book, his breathing was a little short.

That's the chemistry textbook used by second-year junior high school students.

Its content is very simple, even the text is very small, most of it is illustrations, at first glance it looks like a hundred thousand whys, but when Roland turns to the last page, a long page folded in several stacks falls out.

After flattening it, a complete periodic table appeared before his eyes.