Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

Having twelve extra hours in his life out of nowhere, as if he had gained something for free, Shang Muchen was not happy at all; instead, he felt a little dazed and scared.

His biggest fear was that, as he lived, he would suddenly realize that it was all a dream.

Life is like an ouroboros, one dream leading to another, looping in circles. You leave one dream and enter another, until you are completely lost and can no longer distinguish between reality and dreams.

Sensory experience?

Sensory experience is absolutely unreliable.

The sensory experience at this moment is no more real than a dream in which you know for certain.

The summer afternoon sun is still the same sun, the smell of stir-fried vegetables in the neighborhood is still the same smell, the hard feel of the concrete road is still the same feel, and the honking of car horns is still the same sound...

Perhaps these are all virtual, imagined, or perhaps they are real. After the previous adventures and chaos, Shang Muchen could no longer tell.

Feeling lost and dejected, Shang Muchen walked out of the Tengfei Electronics Company's residential compound and wandered aimlessly through the streets. His clothes were soaked with sweat and he was so hot that he was practically steaming, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

I don't know how long I walked, but my phone rang. It was Liu Qingyang calling:

"My dad was released on medical parole!"

I heard that Li Weiqiang acted as guarantor.

My dad said that you made a deal with Li Weiqiang to get him released.

Tell me, what exactly did you do?

Shang Muchen, don't try to protect my dad...

Liu Qingyang's attack was exactly the same as last time, which somewhat pulled Shang Muchen back from his daze.

Shang Muchen stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "Don't listen to Li Weiqiang's nonsense."

I helped him solve a case, and he was grateful to me.

"Oh? You've made something of yourself! You can even solve cases?" Liu Qingyang laughed.

"Okay, let's talk more over dinner tonight."

"good!"

After hanging up the phone, Shang Muchen came to his senses and became more clear-headed. He realized he couldn't be so sloppy and needed to go home to change, so he took a taxi back to the haunted house.

Nothing happened at home, and the ghosts were all quite peaceful; none of them caused any trouble.

After washing up, Shang Muchen wanted to find a book to study, so he went to the study and immediately saw Jilibeng climbing on a chair and climbing the bookshelf.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Shang Muchen's shout startled Jilibeng so much that he fell off his chair.

"N-nothing..."

Chicken Leap acted like a dog that had done something wrong but was caught, its eyes darting around and its head shaking repeatedly.

At this point, you should usually pry open the dog's mouth to see what it ate that it shouldn't have.

Shang Muchen walked around the writing desk, went to the side of the chicken, pried open its paw, and saw that it was holding the radio that Ma Quezi had given him.

"Hey, what are you doing with that?"

"Um, I didn't mean to... Don't slander me like this..."

"You're not human!" Shang Muchen snapped. "Don't touch my things. You have absolutely no manners."

"Can I borrow it for a bit? I'm bored..."

"Didn't I buy you a phone?"

“Yeah,” Chicken Jump said, “I just connected my phone to this thing and got access to the Eloin Network, which is much more interesting than your human networks…”

"What? An alien network?"

"That's right!"

Chicken jumped up and tried to snatch it again, but Shang Muchen still wouldn't give it up. The two were struggling when the radio suddenly crackled to life.

Immediately afterwards, Ma the Cripple's voice came through the radio intermittently: "...Hello, can you hear me? Shang Muchen..."

"Oh dear!" Chicken Jump jumped in surprise, quickly shoving the radio at Shang Muchen, and said in a panic, "Boss, you know someone on the 'Iloin Network'? Online friends?"

Shang Muchen was also a little hesitant, and asked weakly, "Uncle Ma?"

"...Hey, I can hear you! You're home?"

"Ah, oh, yes, thank you for bringing me... But I don't feel anything, am I really back?"

"What other feeling do you want? I'm actually helping you downclock and return to your original dimension."

The experience of upsampling and changing frequencies is clearer, while downsampling doesn't feel as noticeable.

Do you have any special feelings when you watch 2D animation?

"No...but is that the same?"

"Of course they're the same. They're both receiving information, so what's the essential difference?"

Ma the Cripple's words were always unfathomable, and Shang Muchen couldn't understand them, nor did he dare to ask further.

"Uncle Ma, what should I do next?"

"Do whatever you want, why are you asking me?"

I have my own things to do, but I'm relieved to know you're okay.

We'll meet again sometime, bye-bye!

After saying that, the radio suddenly stopped broadcasting.

With utmost caution and reverence, Shang Muchen stepped onto a chair, placed the radio on the top shelf of the bookcase, and closed the glass door tightly.

Chicken looked up with longing eyes, then said with a mournful face, "Boss, why are you so greedy?"

"Let me borrow it for a bit. It won't use much energy or cause any damage to the equipment..."

Shang Muchen jumped off the chair, walked up to Jilibeng, put his hands on his hips and asked, "Hey, what have you done that deserves a reward from me?"

"You've already shamelessly asked for my phone, why should I lend you my precious device to play with again?"

Chicken-Bouncing frowned, pondering, "You mean, if I do something worthy of your reward, you'll lend me the radio to play with?"

"Yes, that's roughly the idea."

"Humans are such a hassle."

Chicken stomped out a complaint, his face darkening, and walked out of the study with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself as he went.

Too lazy to pay him any attention, Shang Muchen grabbed a book and headed straight for the shopping street outside the south gate of Yanji University, where he had arranged to meet Liu Qingyang.

After getting off the bus, I looked up and saw a large, exquisitely decorated coffee shop on the street.

Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the exquisite sofa booths in the café.

Thinking that it was still early, Shang Muchen pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop and stepped in with a "ding-a-ling" of the doorbell.

Upon entering the coffee shop, a fragrance mingled with coffee oils and the rich scent of lilies fills the air.

Behind the bar, a woman in her forties or fifties peeked out from behind the coffee machine, smiling and greeting, "Welcome to Vivi's Coffee Shop. Young man, what would you like to drink?"

Shang Muchen ordered coffee, found a booth facing the street, and sat down. He opened "An Introduction to Feng Shui" and began reading it absentmindedly.

He appeared to be reading a book, but his mind was completely occupied with all the previous rescues, adventures, dreams, and time travels.

Trying to make sense of these things was incredibly difficult, but not thinking about them was also impossible. Shang Muchen was caught in a dilemma.

The coffee had a rich and mellow flavor with a hint of roasted fruitwood. Shang Muchen had never tasted such delicious coffee before and was genuinely impressed by the coffee-making skills of the beautiful older woman.

Out of Shang Muchen's sight, the elderly woman making coffee pressed her phone and sent a message:

【商沐尘已到。位面时空坐标：11-25-63-59-74-1-11。】

The other side replied:

What is he doing?

The older woman replied:

He is reading a book.

[Received. I'm on my way. Activate environmental information isolation and protection, Level 1 security alert, Level 1 information encryption.]

【Yes. 】