klisemfg Chapter 290 Memory Bubble
Chapter 290 Memory Bubble
Chapter 290 Memory Bubble
Chapter 290 Memory Bubble
It was already approaching evening when Xing opened his eyes. The car was slowly parked at the parking line of the main road in Grax. Neon lights were flowing outside the car window. The bubble lithium dog that sent Suleda was running outside the line. There were flashing lights everywhere. light and shadow.
For the first time, she felt that Pinoconi was indeed the land of dreams. A few hours ago, there had been a turmoil no less than a missile attack, but now it had subsided.
There are only a few pedestrians on the street, but it still looks like a luxurious and dreamy metropolis.
It was as if those guests who visited Pinoconi only needed to return to reality and take a hot bath, and then they could party again when they came back. They didn't care about the turmoil a few hours or minutes ago. They just had two capital letters of assurance hanging on their faces. .
"Very good, right? This is Pinoconi, the country of dreams, the magnificent metropolis. Everyone is immersed in the same wonderful dream. Some people are unwilling to wake up and are willing to fall, while others are just like reality... "Sambo leaned against the car door and said softly.
It turns out that the two expressions and temperaments of heaviness and thinking can still appear on Sambo. By the way, brother, shouldn't your role be that of a comedian? What's going on with your solemn expression?
It was as if March 7th patted Jizi on the shoulder and said calmly, Jizi, please be patient and we, the unknown guest, should think twice before making any move. It was almost unthinkable, even more outrageous than her big dream of getting rich, Xing I was mumbling in my heart.
"So what about the adult world?" Xing opened the car door and stood on tiptoe on the crosswalk, looking left and right, but the more he looked, the more familiar he felt.
"Where is the nightclub with the hottest DJ dance music? Where is the girl dressed as a bunny girl? Is it a massage parlor disguised as a mahjong parlor? Or is it an inconspicuous hair washing room in a back alley?" Xingmo He touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
"Who taught you this kind of knowledge... Isn't this the Aodi Shopping Center? It's impossible to have such a thing under the family's governance..." Liu Ying retorted with a red face.
"Oh, it was Jiang Fan who taught me." Xing's expression did not change, and his heart did not beat. He put the blame on Jiang Fan, completely forgetting the night when he stayed up late to read and study the adult world.
It's not that she has that kind of impatient desire, but when the train stopped at the space station for supplies, for a while there was the sound of banging on the wall in Jiang Fan's room next door all night long.
The first few days were fine. She thought Jiang Fan had failed the game and was regretfully hitting the wall to vent his anger.
But then the sound lasted for a whole week, and she thought to herself, what kind of market game was Jiang Fan playing? Is it worth banging against the wall all night? Could it be that the big guarantee is crooked?
The next day she read a book about him to Ji Zi while eating, saying that Jiang Fan hit the wall and did somersaults on the bed all night, which made her unable to sleep, and she must criticize him! And all trains must be notified.
But before Jizi could say anything, Pam came out of nowhere with juice in her hands. She said solemnly that it was an adult's world. Star passengers must learn to understand, but I will also persuade Jiang Fan passengers that the future is long!
Looking at Pam pretending to be mature, Xingxin said, Pam, the train conductor is not even as tall as my calves, how do you know the adult world?
From then on, she was particularly curious about the so-called adult world, just like children in kindergarten wondering whether they were born in a trash can. The more she didn't know, the more itchy her heart became.
"This is a hundred times more fun than the adult world!" Sambo whispered, mouthing in the direction of the extremely luxurious shopping mall, "Well, it's over there."
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"Welcome to the Dreamland Sales Store, Dr. Edward will serve you wholeheartedly!" Dr. Edward welcomed you sincerely, with a rather sad tone, "We are meeting again as pioneers of the Star Dome Train. It seems that you have brought two interesting people with you. friend."
Xing was silent for a while and closed his eyes: "I must have opened it the wrong way just now. Now I will open my eyes and look again."
"You can only see me, Dr. Edward, when you rewatch it a thousand times. Do you need an exciting dream? Or who do you want to see?" Dr. Edward asked sincerely.
"No, no, no, Doctor Edward, you have mistaken the key to the problem. It is not about who I want to see, but that I must have come to the wrong place. This place has nothing to do with the world of adults." Xing opened his eyes and sighed quietly. tone.
It wasn't a nightclub with bunny girls dancing passionately, nor was it a custom shop with a mature big sister to soothe the soul. It was the dream shop, and the person who greeted her was Dr. Edward.
"An adult's world?" Dr. Edward looked at Xing suspiciously, and suddenly showed a relaxed expression, "No, of course there is an adult's world and adult entertainment here."
Xing was stunned and asked in a deep voice: "Is there a Mewtwo here?"
"Although I don't understand what kind of memory bubble the Mewtwo in your mouth is the carrier of, I definitely guarantee your satisfaction."
"Have you ever had that kind of dream where you bump into the wall and do somersaults on the bed all night long..." Xing hesitated for a while, and tried to be as detailed as possible.
Dr. Edward was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Xing said. Did he hit the wall all night? Somersaulting in bed? What kind of idiot can dream of this?
"Just use mine." Sambo covered Xing's mouth, "The one last night was suitable."
Dr. Edward nodded, took the materials prepared by Sambo, and read the memories in them to adjust the memory quality to facilitate the generation of dream bubbles.
"You hit the wall too? Did you do somersaults too?" Xing took Sambo's hand away.
"Of course I won't read it, it's just as a demonstration. Let's experience it with my dream first this time." Sambo shook his head.
Liuying stood behind Xing, looking at the mass of memories that read and adjusted continuously: "Uh... what are you doing?"
"Let me explain to you, this is our store's service for senior customers." Dr. Edward explained, "You can give me the dreams you have experienced recently, supplemented by related emotional prototypes, you can create a personality that can be experienced repeatedly. Turn into dream bubbles.”
"You can do whatever you want?" Xing interrupted.
"That's right! Whether the dream bubbles are fun or not depends on the dreams you have had. Everyone has had those dreams that are still unfinished after waking up, right?" Sangbo patted Xing's shoulder, showing that he understood. The expression comes.
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