Chapter 19: Disappearance of the Dream

Du Qiu looked at the ceiling somewhat bewilderedly.

This awakening was too abrupt; just a second ago he was in a dream, and the next second he was looking at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Du Qiu suddenly sat up and walked to the window, pulling open the curtains.

The night outside was still deep!

Clearly, he had not woken up after the morning had arrived, but rather in an abnormal way.

Thinking back to the information he saw before waking from the dream, what was a Level 0 Anomaly?

And what about the harsh sound that appeared last, in that star region he was in, from where had the sound come?

Du Qiu began to recall the various functional areas within the stars, considering if any could transmit sound.

Because the star region is vast and has tens of thousands of functional areas, Du Qiu originally felt he might not remember them all while in the dream.

To his surprise, now that he had finished memorizing it in the dream, he can recall everything.

Du Qiu had been somewhat worried that he might not remember much once he woke from the dream.

Now, with this recollection, he was momentarily stunned.

Du Qiu found that the things he memorized in the dream were all extremely clear in his brain.

Even clearer than some of his real-life memories.

Was this dream too unbelievable?

If one were to learn various academic knowledge in this dream, would it also be completely remembered?

If so, would his brain capacity be sufficient?

Science on Blue Star indicates that an adult brain, weighing about 1.4 kg, has 100 billion neurons.

A great scientist like Einstein only used a third of his brain, while ordinary humans typically use one-tenth; calculating by this number, that is 10 billion neurons, equivalent to 7.6 billion TB of data storage capacity.

Of course, this data isn’t accurate, after all human brains’ super complex computational rules cannot be compared with Blue Star’s current computers.

But regardless, even according to current Blue Star’s scientific understanding of brain capacity, it is enough for one to store all human knowledge in a person’s brain.

The premise is that the person can remember it all.

At this moment, Du Qiu knew that he may have really entered a treasure mountain, if the technology in the dream is real, how desirable that would be.

The technology he obtained would change the course of Blue Star’s development!

The somewhat excited Du Qiu suddenly felt deflated, like a punctured ball, his body fell backward, lying back down on the bed again.

The sudden awakening from the dream, could it be because of the task adjustment he had just made in the dream?

He thought more and more that everything in the dream was not an illusion.

Only if the machinery in the dream truly existed, and the sudden change in the production order would necessarily attract attention beyond the machinery.

He knew the supermachine could smartly complete so many production tasks at once, but the order of these production tasks should be preset.

A sudden change in task order by the supermachine, resulting in a Zero Level Anomaly, as for the harsh sound, perhaps it was transmitted into the supermachine’s sensory system from the outside.

It’s just unknown why he suddenly exited the dream.

Thinking that he remembered all the functional areas of the supermachine, he simply started to search his memory.

Images of one functional area after another flashed quickly through his brain; Du Qiu felt like he was fast-forwarding a film.

Suddenly, Du Qiu stopped.

He found it!

The scene Du Qiu remembered was the operation screen of a certain function of the supermachine, which seemed to be the sensory system of the superfleet.

He continued to recall seeing this function’s control programs, clear pictogram codes appeared in his mind.

Great!

He really could remember these things without missing anything; it was even better than a recording!

Du Qiu thought about it and decided to get up, take out a stack of A4 paper, and begin to write down the entire sensory function area’s program code with a pen.

Du Qiu had no choice since the programming code language in the dream was pictographic text; there is no input method that can input these characters into a Blue Star computer device.

Therefore, Du Qiu had to write the entire program by hand, so he could study it in sections, corresponding to the memory of the respective functional images, to understand the full picture of this sensory feature.

In fact, in the process of writing all the way, he was constantly deepening his understanding of this part of the program.

After spending two hours writing down the entire program code, he realized that this was just a vocal sensory subsystem in the supermachine’s complex sensory system.

After figuring this out, Du Qiu suddenly realized that deep in his subconscious, he actually believed that everything in the dream was unreal, which is why he arbitrarily changed the production task order of the supermachine.

This action caused an emergency, which already suggested that everything in the dream might be real, and that the supermachine is likely equipment from an alien civilization.

Since it’s equipment, even if it’s very intelligent, should there be aliens operating it?

Isn’t this voice control feature for aliens to use?

Otherwise, what’s the point of a machine having a voice control module.

The command for the program change he had just performed in the dream must have alerted the aliens to a significant error in the machine, thus they took emergency measures.

That piercing sound must have been transmitted into the machine’s voice control module from the outside.

After understanding this, Du Qiu felt like an ant on a hot pan.

He paced around in the bedroom and finally decided to take advantage of the predawn darkness and enter the dream world again using the crystal pillow to check the situation of the supermachine.

Du Qiu immediately lay back down on the crystal pillow, covered himself with the blanket, and closed his eyes.

Soon, Du Qiu fell into a dream.

In the bedroom, a low snoring sound started.

…

Du Qiu had fallen asleep.

But he did not enter that dream.

He started having various dreams.

In one dream, he saw the endless starry sky, leading a space fleet heading to a certain battlefield.

Then he stood at the feet of the supermachine, looking up at its gigantic body, marveling at its enormous size.

Another moment, he returned to his childhood, to a day that was etched in his memory.

His mother was holding his left hand, his father held his right, and the family of three went to the amusement park, happily playing.

His father was a police officer and also a drug enforcement detective, seldom having time to accompany him and his mother.

So this day was the happiest for him.

After leaving the amusement park, they went to eat at KFC. Just when the three of them left the restaurant and were about to go home, his father suddenly told his mother and him to wait for him by the roadside.

Du Qiu saw his father take out his cell phone and make a call, then he ran across the road where there was a small square.

The square was bustling with people, and Du Qiu soon lost sight of his father.

When Du Qiu and his mother had been waiting for about ten minutes, suddenly, gunshots were heard from the square.

The people on the square quickly scattered in all directions, and he saw his father rushing out of the square.

Then a car by the square suddenly accelerated and left, but as if it lost control, it suddenly rushed towards where Du Qiu and his mother were!

His mother pushed him aside, and the car struck her, sending her flying…

“Mom—”

Du Qiu suddenly woke up and sat upright, gasping for air, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the blanket.

He was having that dream again!

That dream which he hadn’t had for a long time.

A sharp pain in his head came, a somewhat long-lost feeling.

Damn it!

Du Qiu suddenly realized that the miraculous dream was gone!

He jumped out of bed and opened the curtains.

The early spring sunlight streamed in, already a bit warm.