Chapter 661 (1/2)

This is not a physical world.

Here is deep and empty, with countless light spots shining, just like an endless nebula.

Aoki thought of the starry sky sung by the Itza people on that night in ramra.

Such a dream is obviously not what a LAN can bear. At least it is different from the computer dream Aoki entered at the beginning.

The starlight changes and condenses a strange face, like a real ”ghost”.

But Aoki knows that this ghost is not another ghost.

”Here you are at last!” said the ghost. ”I've been waiting for you for a long time.”

”Are you... The Internet?” Aoki asked.

”That's OK, but it's not entirely accurate.”

The face became clearer and clearer. It was strange that Aoki felt a little familiar. Some fragments of memory began to disturb his consciousness again, and this time it was in a dream. With the interference of his memory, the dream space here also changed. The starlight flows and distorts, and some strange pictures flash in the starlight. As soon as they become clear, they break quickly, as if to tear the whole space apart.

”Your spirit is still so strong,” said the face.

Aoki controlled his memory disturbance and asked, ”who are you?”

”Have you really completely forgotten me?” there was a regretful expression on your face. ”I thought our friendship would last forever!”

”Our friendship?” Aoki didn't understand what it said. If it's the original ghost, it's a little friendly, but it's not eternal. As for the Internet itself, there is no intersection between it and him.

The starlight in the void surged violently, and the light and darkness gathered on that face, making it more clear and three-dimensional. In a moment, it became a living person, not an ethereal ghost.

He has black hair, black eyes and deep sockets. He is full of wisdom at a glance. The nose is big, the tip of the nose is a little crooked, and there is a curly moustache on the lips. The corners of his mouth turned up and he was smiling cunningly at Aoki.

”SA Tiao Ding!”

As soon as Aoki saw this face, the name suddenly came out of his consciousness. He remembered that this was a Jewish scientist, a scientific madman!

”You finally think of me!” sarodin seemed very happy. ”It seems that your memory is just sleeping, not dying. It's really a miracle.”

Aoki didn't speak. Although he remembered sarodin, he still couldn't remember the specific past. The chaotic memory was impacting his consciousness. In each other's dreams, all his conscious activities can't hide from each other, so he has to control his impulse to recall and sort out memory fragments, only recall things related to sa tiaodin, and try to suppress everything else temporarily to prevent the subconscious from showing up.

”You seem to know me well?” he asked as he thought.