Li Yao shakes his hands, remembering the feeling that his hands run like the wind and even turn into a cloud of fog, blowing the cool breeze of the early summer night, pondering his own thoughts.


    As soon as the breeze blows, he is not so drunk. Just now, the words of the boss, Zhao Kai and Yu Xin reverberate in his ears.


    It seems that there is not only one person who is confused like him. Perhaps most people in the world are wandering between dream and reality, tossing and turning, can''t wait for it?


    What''s more, people want to be the captain of an aircraft carrier or an ocean liner, a gymnast or an artist when they were young. These are all "Dreams". They just read a few novels and have some nightmares about Tyrannosaurus Rex, and then they are confused all day. What kind of dream is this?


    I don''t know where Li Yao has heard a saying, "the so-called dream is just an excuse to escape from reality". If you think about it carefully, it''s reasonable, at least it''s very suitable for you.


    About, it is because I escape from growing up, society, work and hard and boring life that I get into the world of novels and dreams and can''t pull it out?


    Fake, fake, those are fake!


    Li Yao had a big hiccup, but he felt a burning throat and a hot pain.


    I''m a little nauseous. I''ll spit out all the perplexities and dreams that haunt me these days. Don''t bother him any more.


    This area used to be a suburb of Jiangnan City. Since some universities in the city moved here to form a university city, a quite lively neighborhood has spontaneously formed around it, with thousands of lights and quite a bit of popularity.


    On the other side of the broad road, a new development zone is being built, and there is a 10 Lane elevated road leading directly to the urban area. From time to time, the roar of the engine comes. The roaring sports cars remind Li Yao of what is illusory and what is reality.


    "Hit, hit, kill you monster!"


    "I won, ooh ooh!"


    There are some children playing by the side of the road.


    They wear masks of monsters, superheroes and robots, hold guns of luminous toy swords, and play the old and never tired war games with laughter flying all over the sky.


    One of the children stepped back while playing and accidentally bumped into Li Yao. With a cry of surprise, he took off his mask and spat out his tongue at Li Yao.


    Not far away from the restaurants, grocery stores and small shops came a few women''s scolding, these children were startled and ran to their own door.


    Most of the restaurants and small shops here are run by nearby residents. They are not only shops but also their own homes. After school, the children in the family moved their desks and chairs outside to do their homework while blowing the wind. In fact, it was just convenient for them to play with their little friends. Li Yaoyin remembers that it was the same when he was a child.


    His eyes fell on a child''s open textbook, and he couldn''t help laughing.


    The textbook originally depicted an ancient poet or politician, but he was smeared with a ballpoint pen and turned into a one eyed dragon warrior with a top helmet. He was not an ordinary armor, but a crystal magnetic gun on his shoulder. His whole body was shining with light, and the flames of war were surging behind him. It was similar to the crystal armor in Li Yaoyi''s dream, like a space pirate dominating the stars.


    Li Yao remembered that when he was a child, he seemed to have done similar things. All the ancient celebrities in his textbooks never let go of them. He smeared them in a mess.


    I think it''s the same with Yu Xin, Zhao Kai and even Zhou Ping, right?


    It is an indescribable impulse, bored, subconscious daub, often do not find themselves, textbooks become picture books.


    But I don''t know whether these children have dreams or not, dreams related to the last life, the stars and the sea, the war in the universe, and hundreds of millions of splendid worlds?


    I don''t know what these children''s dreams at the moment are: to be a scientist, an artist, an adventurer, the captain of an aircraft carrier, or, to be more exaggerated, a superhero in the universe?


    What''s more, when these children grow up to the age of Li Yao, Yu Xin, Zhao Kai and Zhou Ping, will they still remember the joy of playing heroes today, the courage to be scientists and adventurers, and the courage to realize their dreams regardless of everything?


    Li Yao sighed and suddenly felt a little dispirited.


    "It''s no use. It''s impossible to win."


    He muttered to himself, "face the reality, give up, it''s too powerful, it''s too powerful, no one can overcome it, give up!"


    Li Yao didn''t know what he was talking about. Maybe the drinkers were just talking nonsense.


    He held the railing by the side of the road, staggered forward, and found out his cell phone.


    Touch the icon of the book reading software with your fingers. After a moment''s hesitation, you can still delete the whole software, including Xiuzhen 40000 years.


    It''s no use. Give it up. No one can beat it.


    Dream is false, reality is true, everyone must live in reality, can never escape, right?


    Man is a little ant living on the earth. It will never, never fly to the sea of stars, will it?


    It''s useless to pursue illusory dreams except to break your head and make people around you miserable, isn''t it?


    Yes.


    Yes!


    Yes?


    But


    Why are you still a little unwilling? You always feel that you have lost something, something that is very important and that you have vowed to defend and pursue with all your strength.


    The viscera and deep brain are empty. Something withers. I am no longer my true self, but a walking corpse with my own body.


    "Boom! Boom


    At this time, a few thunderous engine sounds came from behind Li Yao. It was a super powerful luxury sports car.


    But in front of him, a child chased the bouncing ball and rushed to the road.


    Li Yao''s pupils suddenly contracted, and the surging alcohol in his blood vessels all burned up, throwing the overwhelming energy into every brain cell, turning all his brain cells into supercomputers with powerful computing power!


    Even if he didn''t have to look back, he could hear more than a hundred different engine sounds in an instant - all the cars driving on the street within kilometers.


    He can even analyze the brand of each car, their performance parameters and state, as well as their positions in the last second and the next second, the last minute and the next minute according to the intensity and rhythm of the engine sound.


    The chaos caused by the bouncing ball, the running route of children, and even the falling track of every leaf in the breeze, within a hundred meters, all the details are under his control.


    Li Yaogen didn''t think. Everything was as natural as breathing and heartbeat.


    When he dashed out with his legs like an arrow, he didn''t feel drunk at all. He just felt that every bundle of muscles and every bone in his body had become a part of precision machinery. It was perfectly matched. There was no thrilling thing, but it could be done - that''s what we call "searching for things".


    He even deliberately lowered his head and paid great attention to the angle of the whole face. At first, he didn''t realize why he did it, but he soon realized it——


    He''s avoiding surveillance probes near street lights and traffic lights.


    It seems that he naturally knows how many monitoring probes there are in the vicinity. Even when he is most drunk, he deliberately evades and does not show his face to the monitoring probe.


    His figure is ordinary, his face is mediocre, and he usually wears clothes without any special features. Looking at the university campus, you can find three or five hundred college boys dressed like him in one minute, which is not intentional, but a natural habit.


    "Boom!"


    When the high-powered luxury sports car roared past, Li Yaogang was able to throw the child to the ground, fortunately.


    The child didn''t get hurt, but he was so scared that he couldn''t speak for a long time.


    On the contrary, it was Li Yao, who was scratched by the strong wind. When he landed, he was not very stable. He wiped his elbow hard, and his blood was dripping.


    All of a sudden, there was a flash of lightning, but not many people found out.


    The driver of the sports car should have noticed that although it is wrong for the child to run out suddenly, he has exceeded the speed limit by at least 50%.


    However, the red sports car just slowed down a little, and when they saw that there was nothing wrong with them, they let out a deafening roar again, and left as if there were no one else.


    Not far ahead is the ramp of the viaduct. Getting on the viaduct from here is a smooth road of tens of kilometers. Because it has just been repaired and there are not many vehicles passing by at night, it has become a racing ground for many people. Li Yao has been troubled by the roar of the viaduct day and night, and he has long known the bad reputation of these people.


    The fire in his heart suddenly burst.


    It''s not clear whether it''s anger or excitement. Maybe it''s both. But the sense of inexplicable excitement is even stronger. The engine of the sports car roared from his side, like thunder, like guns. One shot at his heart, awakened the long asleep existential.


    Shua! Shua, Shua, Shua!


    Li Yao''s eyes radiated a sharp and incomparable light, and he had a panoramic view of all the information around him.


    Within a kilometer radius, there are 47 monitoring probes set up on street lights and traffic lights. In addition, 132 businesses may set up their own private monitoring probes.


    In the past minute, a total of 166 cars have been on the ramp one after another, including 19 sports cars that have been modified. It''s not clear what you want to do when you show up in this place at this time.


    The noodle shop, 370 meters ahead, is driven by a couple from Shanbei province. Most of the taxi drivers in Jiangnan City are from Shanbei Province, so every night, many villagers gather here to get together. Naturally, there are always several taxis on the roadside.


    So, there''s only one question left.


    Li Yao looks at the baby in his arms.


    The little guy is only six or seven years old. He is so lost that it is impossible to remember him.


    Li Yao saw the robot mask hanging around the little guy''s neck and laughed silently.