After finishing a day's work, Simon returned to his warm low-rent apartment, turned on the familiar computer, and clicked on the familiar icons.
Ah, STEAM!
Looking at his own game library, there are not many games in it, but they are all high-quality games. Simon loves these games very much.
As night fell, Simon planned to finish the five gates of "Hollow Knight" in the evening, and this time he would try to shorten the time to 30 minutes.
Although I am not as good as those big guys, it is still something to be proud of to reach the top in such a difficult game.
Before that, Simon decided to have a good meal. Adequate blood sugar could give his brain more energy, or at least make his reactions faster.
Rinse a bowl of rice, put it in the rice cooker, add a handful of fresh corn kernels, and plug in the rice to cook.
Open the old and yellowed small refrigerator, take out half of the remaining cabbage and a small piece of bacon.
"Cabbage, oh cabbage, it tastes good no matter how you cook it..." Simon hummed, "Stir-fried bacon and cabbage, it tastes good no matter how you cook it."
Walking to the narrow balcony, the kitchen utensils and cooking utensils are all in an area of less than five square meters.
The window was opened to exhaust the smoke, but it accidentally let in the moonlight. There was a small, dirty energy-saving lamp on the balcony ceiling, emitting a faint light, which made Simon's shadow look very long.
After finishing the only hot dish, he opened the folding table leaning against the wall, solemnly placed the bacon and stir-fried cabbage in the center of the small table, and opened a few cans to create the shape of a group of stars surrounding the moon.
After the dishes are cooked, just wait for the rice to cook.
Taking advantage of his free time, Simon quickly opened "Taiwu Painting Scroll" and played for a while.
This game is simply a time black hole. I have played it for over a hundred hours without realizing it. It is quite difficult for Buddhist players to live in this kind of game. A good Taiwu descendant does not go to wipe out the Xiangshu forces, but instead indulges in village construction.
Everything is in order. Simon is very satisfied with his current life and enjoys his single time very much.
After dinner, Simon went out for a walk. Living on the 18th floor, it took a while for the elevator to go up and down. Many people would not choose to take a walk because they found it troublesome. However, Simon did not mind wandering alone for a while in the middle of the night.
Simon looked out at the gloomy skyscrapers in the city under the street lights, and then looked up at the sky. The dark clouds were illuminated by the city lights, emitting an unnatural red light.
After walking for a while, he felt the thin oil in his stomach digested a little, and his body gradually became warmer, completely resisting the early autumn chill. He knew it was time.
Go home, sit at your computer desk, and open Hollow Knight.
Familiar music, familiar interface, he had seen it countless times. Seeing the familiar little knight sitting on the familiar bench to rest, Simon felt a surge of power surging in his chest.
He couldn't help but say, "I really want to enter the game and have an adventure where my life is the stake!" After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh, "What are you thinking? You're such an adult, but you're still like a child..."
Control the Knight to the fifth gate of God's Residence.
There are forty-four boss round-robin battles waiting for him inside.
I muted my phone, thought for a moment, threw it on the bed, and covered it with the quilt.
Take a deep breath, five gates, lock blood, enter!
The golden abode of God, the gate to the abyss, the black color engulfed Simon's sight.
…
Simon felt like he was floating, gently and slowly, like a cloud floating in the sky.
The pitch-black vision slowly cleared, revealing a vast expanse of golden splendor. Complex, beautiful geometric runes hung transparently in the air, like a dream. Looking out in the distance, I saw suspended platforms, shadowy figures resembling buildings, sculptures, and moving shadows.
Everything was so beautiful that Simon almost forgot his own existence and immersed himself in such a colorful and wonderful world.
But this dream-like scene soon dissipated and Simon woke up.
But not in the shape of a person.
What caught my eye was a bug.
Simon was stunned.
insect?
The insect in front of him had an anthropomorphic body with slender limbs, but it was round overall and looked very harmless. However, it was too big. No, Simon realized that he had become smaller.
When the insects saw Simon, they made happy noises.
The voice was soft and gentle, but Simon couldn't understand it. Of course, the language of insects is different from that of humans. Simon found himself lying on the bed. He tried hard to get up, but couldn't. He reached out and took a look, but was suddenly startled.
This transparent, small hand has four fingers, and you can even see the blood vessels inside.
There are no bones, but instead a shell. Although it is very fragile, it is indeed a shell.
Simon confirmed it again and again, and finally realized that he had turned into a larva.
But how can an insect be so anthropomorphic?
I am now in a small round house with various tools hanging on the wall. A transparent ball hangs from the ceiling, with glowing insects flying inside, bringing light and a little warmth into the room.
The insect left Simon's bed and came back after a while with a piece of meat in its hand.
This seemed to be a piece of insect meat, with a shell on it. The familiar appearance gave Simon a sense of déjà vu. This seemed to be the lowest level insect in "Hollow Knight", that is, a small reptile.
The worm put the piece of meat in its hand into its mouth, chewed it for a while, performed a simple digestion, spit out the minced meat, and fed it to Simon bit by bit.
Human consciousness rejects such rough food, but the survival instinct of insects makes them enjoy the sweet nutrients. Simon can taste the mellow flavor, and his heart is moved by a complex and straightforward joy.
The larva's weak body could not provide Simon with the energy to think for a long time, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.
He entered a dream, a bug's dream, a swarm's dream, a country's dream.
Simon's eyes were filled with golden glow. This was a dream world.
He couldn't see his own body, but he could feel the power of his thoughts. After all, he was human.
An illusory platform appeared in the golden void, and the world had a direction. The platform was the earth, which was below, and above it was endless light. There were many similar platforms in the distance, and many huge buildings in the shadows. They hid their extraordinary posture in the dream world and became inconspicuous, like a real dream bubble. That was the dream of other insects.
Simon wanted a real body. Soon, he could feel his body condensing and various physical senses appeared one by one. This feeling was very wonderful. Simon was surprised and happy.
A small, round insect like an egg fell lightly onto the platform below, like a cloud, and bounced slightly a few times.
The size of the platform has no practical significance. As Simon thought about it, the platform expanded a lot. As he made deeper associations, the platform began to solidify. A wall appeared, and a small pavilion appeared. It was beautiful and exquisite with carved railings and jade bricks, and green tiles and flying eaves. The internal structure also kept appearing, comfortable bamboo lounge chairs, household items, pots and pans - these completely useless things, Simon spared no effort to materialize them one by one. This dream world full of details was more charming than reality. Simon knew that he was a god here!
But he was not like that after all. He soon felt tired and stopped thinking about building his dream. He lay down on the wide bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Or, a deep sleep in a dream.