He was taken away by the police at his doorstep, and the highway was closed for passage. The transport aircraft and armored vehicles were safe. He was assassinated without warning. 175 votes agreed to conduct human experiments on himself.

From waking up at noon to the end of the experiment, Wu Qingchen's experiences within six hours became more bizarre than those.

However, it was not until the end of the experiment that he had seen Liu Tao and Li Ziping's arms with his own eyes for no reason and heard the three thousand representatives who lifted their left sleeves in unison in the venue exclaiming in unison. Wu Qingchen completely believed Ji Mingming's guess in the business car, and Li Ziping's explanation when he first entered the venue.

I finally confirmed that my life has embarked on a fork in no precedent.

Putting aside the last trace of suspicion deep in his heart, Wu Qingchen seemed to have put down the last trace of strength in his body at the same time. The noise of the venue hit a new high, but Wu Qingchen leaned on the only seat on the rostrum, with an empty expression and a dull eyes, slowly scanning the messy venue aimlessly.

Five pieces of black charcoal in the left back row formed into a ball and discussed quietly what to do? Do you want to assassinate me again?

Why did the fat woman in front of her throw the documents on the table so hard? She didn’t have enough information about me?

Why did the old man in the middle look at me while gritting his teeth and talking on the phone? He asked me to be sent to the mentally ill-armed room immediately?

See right from left, see left from right, and see right from left...

After a long time, Wu Qingchen's eyes were round and back, without getting a smile, nor seeing a friendly expression. Most of the representatives deliberately avoided Wu Qingchen's eyes. The rest of the words were not willing to look at Wu Qingchen, but rather than saying that they were just using each other to convey their hostility.

Wu Qingchen understood the feelings of the representatives. He had to bear the consequences of a stranger falling ten thousand kilometers away for no reason. Wu Qingchen also wanted to greet the stranger's ancestors with 18 generations.

However, understanding does not mean accepting.

Wu Qingchen couldn't find any kindness from the three thousand people representing two hundred countries. It was hard for Wu Qingchen to imagine how difficult his future would be.

Sighing deeply, Wu Qingchen looked around again.

At this time, the venue was in a hustle and Li Ziping, who had been close to the rostrum, dialed one phone after another. On the other side, Liu Tao was directing the soldiers to push the bulletproof glass to adjust their position. No one told Wu Qingchen what to do for a moment.

Since I woke up at noon to now, Wu Qingchen, who has been extremely nervous and has not yet entered the water, closed his eyes gently.

The tiredness like a tide surged into Wu Qingchen's heart quickly.

The noisy waves of three thousand people faded away quickly, and the cool air conditioning in the conference hall quietly disappeared. For some reason, Wu Qingchen's body suddenly lost contact with everything around him, as if it had moved to mid-air in an instant, his whole body was empty and he could not feel any gravity.

What's wrong?

Without warning, this question just arose in his heart. Wu Qingchen's originally dark eyes suddenly filled with magnificent light.

They are huge clouds, and there is no light source in the space, but they emit any color that Wu Qingchen has seen. The sea of ​​clouds composed of huge clouds is endless, extending from Wu Qingchen's eyes to all directions at the end of his vision.

In the middle of the sea of ​​clouds, or in front of Wu Qingchen, five huge vortexes of different colors slowly rotated, pulling the surrounding space and clouds into various strange shapes.

What's this?

The next moment, a huge gravity came, and Wu Qingchen couldn't help but move forward, and soon moved to the edge of the deep blue vortex at the bottom. The deep blue vortex in front of him became bigger and bigger.

The gravity became stronger and stronger, and Wu Qingchen was moving faster and faster. Gradually, Wu Qingchen could no longer see the shape of the vortex clearly. He only felt that there were countless magnificent and changing colors around him, and there was a dazzling white light in the middle.

The range of white light continued to expand, quickly squeezing away the surrounding magnificent colors, quickly surrounding Wu Qingchen.

Then it disappeared quickly.

There was no buffering, nor any inevitable pain after looking directly at the strong light. The next moment, a piece of dense soil appeared in front of Wu Qingchen's eyes.

What's going on?

"Xiya, wow, carry it?"

A series of sounds suddenly came from behind. Wu Qingchen quickly turned around and stood a man behind him. His clothes were very strange, but his expression on his face was very concerned, and he was stretching out his right hand to him.

Wu Qingchen suddenly realized that he was lying on the ground.

He quickly got up, but Wu Qingchen had not yet stood firm, but his body suddenly froze.

In the distance, there are endless hills, surrounded by barren grass, in front of them are small lush crops, and at their feet are a branch that has clearly been tripped and a small stone that has obviously been rubbed.

Branches? Stones?

Your mother...

Isn’t this a dream I had at noon?

Dreaming? I am dreaming? What's going on? Am I not in the Great Hall of the People?

Strangely, once a normal person realizes that he is dreaming, he will often wake up immediately from the dream. However, Wu Qingchen not only reacted that he was dreaming, but even subconsciously blinked his eyes several times, and the scene in front of him did not change at all.

This is! What! What! Come on!

Involuntarily, Wu Qingchen took a deep breath, and a stream of air with a fresh smell of soil and plants flowed into his nose smoothly. He looked up at the sky. The stacked white clouds could not block the dazzling feeling of the sun. A breeze blew by, the branches of trees swayed and rustled, and the cool air gently stroked his arms and face.

All this is so true that there is no sign of imagination out of thin air.

"Kang Mie Ruler, have different parts, wow?"

The man who had just pulled Wu Qingchen up from the ground looked at Wu Qingchen blinking, inhaling, and stroking the air, and then spitting out a string of syllables that Wu Qingchen could not understand at all.

"What?" Wu Qingchen frowned and asked.

"Go?" The man's expression was even more confused than Wu Qingchen.

"What's it?" Wu Qingchen tilted his head a little, trying his best to hear it clearly.

"Ques, Los, go..." The man in strange clothes moved his lips quickly, and a series of strange syllable combinations quickly drilled into Wu Qingchen's ears.

...I can't understand a word.

What the hell is going on? Am I so tired? Am I sleeping so dying? Why am I not awake yet?

Wu Qingchen gave up communicating with the man, and didn't know what to do to wake him up from this dream. After looking around, Wu Qingchen's gaze suddenly stopped on him.

More precisely, stop on your abdomen.

In this dream, Wu Qingchen and the strange man's clothing were similar. They were both rough and shabby in appearance, and the style was a bit similar to ancient Chinese robes. They were just close to each other. The pants were very long and a bit like long skirts. They hung to the ground, only revealing their feet wearing wooden shoes.

Wu Qingchen saw that in the middle of his robe, a small piece of gray mark was clearly printed on the center of his abdomen.

Almost impatiently, Wu Qingchen quickly opened the edge of his outer robe, lifted up his inner robe, and looked anxiously at his lower abdomen:

A thin belly with a distinct red mark.

The next moment, Wu Qingchen trembled and lifted up his sleeves and looked at his left arm:

Above the dark and rough left arm, there is a fresh small mouth about three millimeters.

Oh My God!

There is no word to describe Wu Qingchen's specific feelings at this moment.

Fortunately, it was probably Wu Qingchen's actions that answered the strange man's questions. The strange man looked at the branches and stones on the ground, nodded with some understanding, and said a few more strange words, patted Wu Qingchen on the shoulder, picked up the strange tools that had just been placed on the ground, turned around and walked back to the plant bushes to continue the labor that Wu Qingchen had never seen before.

what to do?

The strange man had started working again, and Wu Qingchen stood straight in place without saying a word, with a frightened expression.

what do I do?

Thinking of his body connecting to the six billion humans around the world, and even his dreams were no exception, Wu Qingchen's mind was in chaos and he had no idea what he should do next.

Sitting down, Wu Qingchen was worried that the ground was not flat enough and might damage the skin of his body.

Walking around, Wu Qingchen was worried that the uneven plants around might scratch his body.

Even if he continued to stand, Wu Qingchen was worried that if there was a sudden gust of wind, or he might simply fail to maintain his strength and eventually fall.

I don’t know how long it took, but when he was at a loss, Wu Qingchen suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to be slightly shaken.

Oh my God! There is still an earthquake?

The next vibration comes quickly.

This is not an earthquake. This time Wu Qingchen saw clearly that the earthquake could not shake the white clouds in the sky.

This is the shock of the whole world, with white clouds, hills, trees, crops, strangers, strange tools, and everything suddenly trembled slightly at the same time.

Once, once, again, again, the vibration is very regular and frequent.

"Mr. Wu...Mr. Wu...Wake up, Mr. Wu, wake up...Mr. Wu, Wu Qingchen!"

Suddenly, there were also sounds in Wu Qingchen's ears. At first, it was very gentle, as if he was a dream from the sky, and then gradually became anxious, as if he was shouting continuously, and finally it was extremely intense, as if there was a thunder sounding around him.

The scene in front of him burst into pieces instantly, turning into overwhelming fragments, and at the same time flew towards Wu Qingchen's position.

Wu Qingchen suddenly closed his eyes.

"Mr. Wu, wake up!"

This time, Wu Qingchen could hear clearly that this was Li Ziping's voice.

Wu Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, the five-pointed star-shaped headlights above his head, the red seats on the second and third floors in the distance, and in front of him was a table with documents and voting instruments.

This is the Great Hall of the People.

Wu Qingchen took a greedy breath. It was OK, with a slight cold smell of central air conditioning. This is the Great Hall of the People.

"Mr. Wu, are you okay? Professor Gu, Professor Gu, come and have a look!"

"I, I'm fine." Wu Qingchen turned his head and found that Li Ziping's hands were pressing against his shoulders. This was probably the reason why the whole dream world swayed together before.

Li Ziping ignored Wu Qingchen's answer at all, moved away quickly, and pushed Professor Gu Feng into Wu Qingchen with almost rude movements.

"Look up! Open your mouth!"

The old Professor Gu Feng also had no time to care about Li Ziping's attitude. He quickly put Wu Qingchen's left wrist with his right hand, and his eyes eagerly observed Wu Qingchen's pupils and tongue coating.
To be continued...