After a while.

The little squirrel took this round coconut and embarked on the pace of entering the dream of canary painted skin.

A honeycomb-like dark nest with all connections.

The walls that were constantly wriggling like fat were covered with a layer of velvet-like substances, like digestive brushes on the biological small intestine.

Although the two had just searched for this dream for a while, as the little squirrel transformed by the dream invader said, there were tentacles everywhere, and the soul consciousness of the canary skin demon. Just after searching here for a while, the two saw dozens of tentacles one after another.

These tentacles are like noodles wrapped in boiling water. The fine tentacles intertwined with each other, looking both mysterious and dangerous.

Since this is a dream built by the shallow soul instinct world, most of these soul instincts carry some spiritual consciousness, which is like white blood cells. In addition to making decisions about some irrelevant trivial matters in daily life of canary skin, it is also the most basic guardian of the soul, expelling and purifying some self-generated distracting thoughts, danger consciousness, split personality, and a very small number of invading foreign objects like Lei Luo and Dream Infernalists.

"It's true that the same familiar taste is still."

The little squirrel sighed as he looked at everything in this dream world.

"The difference is that the last time my clone forced it to hypnotize it for a short time and forced it into it, causing its soul consciousness to be extremely cautious, and the whole world was in a state of tension. I tried my best to go deep into its second dream world and was trapped inside. Later, after it woke up, it was forced out of its body by a mysterious force."

Coconut listened quietly to the little squirrel and did not respond to this.

As the person who personally helped to extract the invasion of foreign objects in the canary painted demon body, he certainly knew clearly what had happened.

To be honest, the situation at that time was indeed scared by the canary's skin.

And that kind of creepy fear.

"Which level should we go deeper to try to make soul-suggestions and take preliminary control of their behavior?"

Lei Luo asked straight to the point.

The little squirrel leading the way stopped in this nest that was intersected by several passages and sniffed it with his nose.

There was obviously no smell here, and I didn’t know how it made the choice, so I chose a channel without any abnormalities in Lei Luo’s eyes to continue moving forward.

On the way, most of the tentacles encountered by the two men would ignore them. Only a very small number seemed to notice the abnormalities between the two and slowly stopped and peeked at them.

But as the little squirrel and coconut continued to move forward and gradually faded away, these hesitant tentacles still did not choose to continue to follow.

"That depends on the state of the target's mental will. The more rational and insightful the mental state, the more stable the spiritual shell, the harder it is to penetrate into the soul to suggest it. For example, the scholars I control in this priesthood are generally difficult. They often need to go deep into the third level of dreams to discover some weaknesses or secrets and achieve initial control. If some people want to achieve in-depth control, they will not be able to achieve in-depth control even when they reach the fourth level of dream world. For example, some higher scholars and this underground creature, if we are lucky this time, we can only sneak into its fourth level of dreams, and I am afraid that it will only be a preliminary suggestive control of it for a short time. Relatively speaking, it will be much easier for the believers in the Middle Earth of Orora to control it."

Between the little squirrel's words, some abnormalities were found ahead of the two.

It was a tentacle body surrounded by golden silk threads, shining with a faint luster, and was being surrounded by several silver and black tentacle bodies, a battle in the dream world.

Seeing this scene, the little squirrel stopped.

"It seems that our luck this time is really good. We just came in for more than twenty minutes and found a split consciousness and let me see... Well, this is a pure and good consciousness. I didn't expect that the soul of this underground creature could mutate into this kind of dissonant personality. It's ironic that the pure and loving consciousness of underground creatures is really ironic."

More and more black tentacles have joined this strangled from all directions.

Just like the human body, the cells of the body will produce some residual malformed mutant cells almost at any time, which need to be continuously cleared by the normal cellular immune system in the body. As the human body grows older, the frequency of these mutant cells will become higher and higher, which is the so-called probability of cancer.

If the human body cannot remove these cancerous cells in time, it will naturally develop into so-called cancer.

In the spiritual world, these mutations are also happening all the time. As for the consequences of not being cleaned up in time, they are Alzheimer's disease, loss of control of the body, memory loss, personality division, self-doubt, autism...

soon.

This so-called pure and good tentacle body is unsupported and will be completely strangled by these canary instinct consciousnesses.

But even so, as time is lost every minute, it may have been dozens of minutes since Lei Luo's perception that it has entered this dream world.

He asked, "It will take so long to find clues to break through the first dream world. Then wisdom will become more and more difficult. What if it is awake?"

The little squirrel looked back at Lei Luo.

"It's been almost a few dozen minutes here. How much time has it been with you as the real world?"

Lei Luo frowned and said slowly: "What do you mean, the time in the soul is slower?"

The little squirrel smiled.

"Just like every dream will feel that it is extremely long, in this extremely pure soul world, we have freed from the constraints of the body, and we do not need to protect the outer shell through the layers of excessive cognition that is protected by the spiritual will. Everything becomes pure and envelops the speed of thinking. Therefore, the units of time we perceive will become completely different. The dozens of minutes outside are actually only a few minutes here."

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Lei Luo said in surprise.

At the same time, he thought about the greatest use of this ability to himself, probably not to penetrate into other people's dreams, but to himself!

If you can extend your thinking time ten times freely, it is simply priceless for a scholar and is more important than any ability.

"Although it is not very accurate, it is almost the same overall. By the same token, when we go deeper into its deeper dream, as the soul instinct is more pure than here, the speed of soul thinking will also be improved qualitatively, about a hundred times."

Lei Luo heard this and was astonishing as the gods!

Isn’t this the same as the curvature space technology of the soul world?

...

After a few hourglass time in the real world.

In the soul-suppressing coffin, a spiritual seed floated up and returned to Lei Luo's body.

Zhong Wei, who was standing beside him, put away the soul-squeezing coffin and looked at Lei Luo with a silent look.

After Lei Luo nodded slowly, he continued to look down at the magnifying glass in his hand, observing along the body of the biological specimen. At the same time, a spiritual message led to the guardian outside the door. After Zhong Wei put away the soul-suppressing coffin, he naturally walked out of the laboratory.

Outside the laboratory.

The two old men who received Lei Luo's spiritual message looked at Aoun who had been with Wuming for two days and whispered: "The Dean has finished his experiment."

Squeak.

With the friction sound of the wooden door opening, the tired Orn couldn't help but feel shocked, woke up from his drowsiness, looked at the person who walked out, and then he showed a look of astonishment.

"Zhong Wei?"

Orn actually knew this person.

The honest man with squint eyes suddenly grinned with thick lips.

"The dean has finished his experiment. If there is anything to do with the master, he can go in."

Without saying much, Zhong Wei nodded slightly to the two guardians, then looked at Wuming who was staring at him on the other side. He suddenly smiled strangely, but did not say anything more and turned around and left.

"What's wrong?"

Ornn noticed the nameless anomaly.

"nothing."

Wuming finally frowned and shook his head, saying nothing more. He felt that most of the anger in his heart had dissipated with the appearance of this person just now. In a strong sense of crisis, he lamented that after the academy squeezed into the wasteland era, it seemed that this academy was not as simple as he imagined, and it was still crouching tigers, hidden dragons, full of secrets.

"Okay, let's go in. I didn't expect that the master who conducted a mysterious experiment with Lei Luo was this Zhong Wei, well..."

...

In the laboratory.

The tired canary sleeping canary quietly wakes up.

It looked around in confusion, instinctively detecting something wrong, but it can't tell what was wrong.

Just like when people wake up in the morning, they often notice the dream of last night, but they can't tell the beginning and process of the dream, and gradually forget it as time goes by.

Jinsi looked at Lei Luo, who was still focusing on the experiment in front of the laboratory bench, shook his head and stopped thinking about anything, and instinctively said, "Where is that guy?"

Lei Luo naturally knew that it was referring to Zhong Wei, but he didn't know whether he noticed the abnormality or instinctively asked, so he casually said: "He is tired. I just asked him to go back. Have you disturbed you?"

As he said that, Lei Luo looked up and looked at the canary, but did not see any abnormality in its eyes.

Lei Luo couldn't help but be shocked by the power of "Nightmare Suggestions".

You know, he had just been looking for the entrance to the fourth floor in its third dream world for about ten days.

Unfortunately, even with the help of the Soul-Suppressing Coffin, the soul consciousness of this underground creature was too stable. Lei Luo and the Dream Infernalers were unable to break through its third level of soul instinct and penetrate into its deeper soul secret world, trying to provide preliminary suggestive control on it.

"Oh, how long have I been sleeping? I'm so tired."

The Canary yawned and did not take this matter to heart.

"It's almost two or three hourglass time."

Lei Luo also felt relieved. After finishing his mind, he took out the crystal ball and looked at it, and then looked at the laboratory door in a silence.

Squeak.

As the wooden door was pushed open, Orn walked in with Wuming behind him with a smile.

"Lei Luo, see who I brought!"

Lei Luo's face first condensed, then he turned to joy and said, "Master Wuming."

"Hmph, Humph, Dean Lei Luo is busy with all his time. I, the old guy who is surviving and panting, came to join me and asked for protection. I wonder if the Dean can do it?"

"Can!"

Lei Luo actually agreed immediately.

But only then, Lei Luo's next words changed Wuming's face.

"But I want the four Quranian swords on your body as my research material."
To be continued...