Chapter 214 - 87: The Mystery and Boundary of the Dream

Chapter 214: Chapter 87: The Mystery and Boundary of the Dream

Yu Xian held his breath, not even daring to blink for fear of missing a single detail.

But to his surprise, the book appeared before the translucent numbers in the bottom right of his vision could even reach "00:13:00."

The book had appeared.

’It hasn’t even been seven minutes. Why isn’t it following Wen Xiao’s script?’

Yu Xian blanked for a moment. He glanced at the countdown timer, which had just reached "00:13:02," but he didn’t have time to dwell on the issue. He closed his eyes, replaying the moment in his mind.

There was no anticipated flash of light, no smoke, no afterimage—none of those white or golden light effects.

It felt incredibly abrupt.

He would swear that he hadn’t even blinked. The book had appeared right under his nose, on the previously empty wooden chair.

’I guess you could call it...’ Yu Xian thought, ’...a WHOOSH?’

There were absolutely no traces of a transition.

However, he felt as if his eyes had caught a glimpse of an extremely fast, fleeting afterimage of interwoven gray and white.

Because the book’s entire cover was blue and its pages had a yellowish quality, there shouldn’t have been any gray in it.

He didn’t know if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

A sudden idea struck Yu Xian. ’I wonder if I could get Wen Xiao to generate a high-speed camera in the dream to capture this process?’

’I could see if I imagined it, or if that grayish-white thing was really there.’

’Would this count as exploiting a bug in the dream?’

’But why didn’t it appear at the scripted time?’

Still, no matter how it appeared, the most crucial thing right now was to verify the book’s contents.

Yu Xian looked down.

It was a very thick book with a deep blue cover. It had the texture of glossy coated paper, and the bottom-right corner of the cover was even slightly warped.

Large white characters were printed on the cover:

High-Energy Astrophysics and Gravitational Waves.

And below the book’s title, a line of small text was clearly printed:

Editor-in-Chief: Gao Jiguo.

In fact, the moment he saw the cover, he already had a rough answer to his question.

He’d never told Wen Xiao that Professor Gao Jiguo was the book’s editor-in-chief.

Yu Xian took a deep breath and opened the cover.

He didn’t flip to the table of contents or the foreword, but went straight to a page in the middle. It was a core Chapter that Professor Gao had taught last month, back when he was still around.

His gaze swept quickly across the pages.

Einstein’s field equations, metric tensors, Ricci tensors...

Just as he’d thought. The formulas he remembered, the derivations, even the very page layout—everything was a flawless, accurate match.

This content was, without a doubt, sourced from Yu Xian’s own memory.

So...

’In this space, when the original host logs out, existing objects don’t disappear.’

’Instead, the remaining "visitor" automatically takes over rendering permissions, becoming the new ’host’ and providing their own memories as a resource library.’

’I still don’t know what the takeover logic is with multiple visitors, but my second test has basically yielded a result.’

Yu Xian closed the book and placed it back on the chair.

Next up was the third and most important test.

He lifted his head and glanced at the countdown panel in the bottom right of his vision. After what had just happened, he no longer trusted the timer.

Yu Xian turned, his gaze falling on the huge, wood-framed mirror.

To verify "whether the objective state would be saved and synchronized to new visitors," he needed to cause an irreversible change to the mirror as quickly as possible.

He walked over to the wooden chair with the peeling paint, grabbed the backrest with both hands, and forcefully lifted it.

Yu Xian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and swung the chair violently, smashing it hard against the smooth surface of the mirror.

CRASH! A crisp sound of shattering glass exploded in the silent, starry void.

Countless bright, silvery fragments of all sizes scattered and flew, landing on the void-like, star-filled ground.

The huge wooden frame tilted and fell, leaving only a gaping, shattered hole where the smooth mirror surface used to be.

Yu Xian looked at the wreckage on the floor, then at the countdown timer at the edge of his vision.

’Almost ten minutes now.’

As agreed, Senior Sister Yiyi would put on her headphones at this time, right after he smashed the mirror, and connect to the dream.

Yu Xian took two steps back and waited quietly.

「A few dozen seconds later.」

Not far from the mirror, a tall figure appeared in an instant out of the void.

Senior Sister Yiyi was dressed in her real-world clothes, just like him. As expected, she didn’t have a "High-Level Skin" like Wen Xiao.

He walked over to Yang Yiyi’s side and saw the dazed and astonished look in his senior sister’s eyes from just entering the dream.

She opened her mouth, seemingly stunned by the dream’s effects. Yu Xian waved his hand, and only then did Yang Yiyi snap out of it.

"Senior Sister, can you see the shards on the ground?" Yu Xian asked, pointing at the wreckage before them.

Yang Yiyi followed his pointing finger and nodded.

"Perfectly clear. Did you smash this just now?"

She walked around the scattered debris, and her gaze naturally fell upon the physics book.

Yang Yiyi bent down and picked up the deep blue book, High-Energy Astrophysics and Gravitational Waves. She flipped through a few pages, her eyes lingering for a moment on the complex formulas.

"Incredible." Yang Yiyi closed the book and placed it back on the chair.

"From a cognitive neuroscience perspective, when I connected to this specific dream frequency, my brain didn’t read the initial ’blueprint.’ Instead, it directly synchronized the state of your cerebral cortex to me."