[No system, no heroine, not brainless, semi-cool writing, doomsday writing]
The world is at night.
Over the past six months, more and more people have died in their sleep.
No wound, no disease, no cause.
It wasn't until a few survivors brought back the same memory that humans finally confirmed that whenever night falls, certain places will be dragged into a common dream.
There, doors will disappear, roads will be rearranged, and people's identities will be rewritten; once you violate some yet-to-be-understood law, you will not be injured, and there will be no corpses left behind.
You will just be completely erased.
Yang Yifeng was originally just an ordinary person caught in a blockade error.
Until he discovered that the so-called "rules" were never meant to kill people.
Those dreams seemed like repeated attempts to make sense of the world.
Return, complete, differentiate, retain...
And every time human beings give a result that it has never thought of, a dream disappears forever.
At first, Yang Yifeng just wanted to wake up alive.
Later, he found that he entered dreams more and more often.
Those dreams that were supposed to end began to leave traces around him.
Later——
Dreams began to remember him.
And when everyone was trying to figure out what the night tide was, no one realized a more terrifying problem:
If these nightmares are just chaotic thoughts before someone wakes up...
Then when it really opens its eyes,
What should humans be regarded as?
