Zhu Zhengwei tapped on a few small bubbles, pulling them into his own dream, and reconstructed a regional network.
Crash!
The new world was pitch black.
Previously, he had only brought in the living; it was the first time with the deceased.
Zhu Zhengwei thought for a moment, left the dormitory entrance, and looked at the heavy clouds in the sky, "Better take a trip to the hospital and find someone to experiment with first."
Crash.
A thread of his consciousness entered the towering cloud internet, and then, like a mirror reflection, directly bounced through the dream network into the hospital in Mountain City.
With the significant expansion of his dream network and the signal boost, it could be said that the entire circle of Mountain City was his core territory. He felt like an alien from a high-dimensional civilization, a ghost in the hospital, looking down on all the wards with a penetrating perspective and hearing the cries of many humans.
