Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, nine heads popped out from different positions on Shang Jianyao's body.

A total of twenty eyes stared straight at the door of "102."

"Haha, I've searched far and wide, but it was right under my nose!" After a few seconds, the reckless Shang Jianyao said gleefully.

He manipulated his legs and walked towards the door that looked no different from the surrounding ones.

Shua, shua, shua, multiple arms grew from Shang Jianyao's waist, either hugging or pressing, forcibly controlling the movement of his legs.

"Don't drag everyone down if you want to die!" The cautious and fearful Shang Jianyao scolded the reckless one.

"Yes, yes." Another Shang Jianyao echoed.

"You really think you're Yan Hu? Yan Hu was already an Awakened who had explored deep into the 'Mind Corridor.' Even if he mistakenly entered a Year Guardian's dream, he would have a chance to discover the door to the 'New World' and escape." The honest Shang Jianyao sneered.

The "Old Task Force" tentatively determined that Yan Hu had entered the "New World" only because he was trapped by some being for some reason and could not freely return to the graylands.

It was impossible for him to be trapped in a Year Guardian's dream and unable to break free. In that case, he would truly become a vegetable. Without the support of medical equipment, his body would not be able to maintain its activity for long, up to the present.

Currently, only the strong who have entered the "New World" can exhibit such characteristics.

The Shang Jianyao who sought novelty and oddity deliberated and said:

"We can open the door, but don't rush in. Observe the situation inside at the door."

The calm and rational Shang Jianyao nodded:

"If we don't do anything, what did we come in for? To prove that what shrouds First High School of Taicheng is indeed a Year Guardian's dream?"

He didn't explicitly say "Zhuang Sheng" because "Bodhi" was also a Year Guardian, and in charge of a month, and the corresponding room in the "Mind Corridor" also started with the number "1."

After a round of intense voting, the Shang Jianyaos barely reached a consensus.

The extra heads and limbs on his body retracted simultaneously, and he returned to the appearance of a normal human being.

Because the Democratic Consultative Conference had already decided, the peaceful and compassionate Pudu Zen Master had to represent the collective, walk to the front of room "102," and tentatively grasp the brass handle.

He twisted it gently, and the vermilion wooden door slowly opened, emitting a faint creaking sound.

The inside of the door was dark, and nothing could be seen. Pudu Zen Master Shang Jianyao tried to take a step forward.

His eyes suddenly opened, as if he had come to another world. Above his head was a cloudy and gloomy sky, and in front of him was a cement-built square. Behind him was an electric retractable door that was slowly closing, and opposite and on both sides were teaching buildings and office buildings…

Without needing to recall, Shang Jianyao directly recognized this scene:

First High School of Taicheng!

He had just seen it, and the impression was extremely deep.

Seeing that the electric retractable door behind him was about to close, Shang Jianyao quickly took two steps back.

With this retreat, he directly retreated to the "Mind Corridor."

The vermilion door of room "102" had closed again at some point.

After staring for a moment, Shang Jianyao chose to return to the real world.

He stood up from the entrance of First High School of Taicheng, walked back to Jiang Baimian and the others, and roughly described his experience in the "Mind Corridor."

"'102' leads to 'Zhuang Sheng's' dream…" Bai Chen muttered to herself.

Jiang Baimian nodded, looked at Shang Jianyao, and said thoughtfully:

"If you hadn't come out in time, or if you had taken a few more steps forward, would you have fallen into the dream like we did before, been implanted with corresponding thoughts, played a certain role inside, and never been able to break free, not find your self-awareness, and be completely lost?"

"Definitely." The calm and rational Shang Jianyao answered without hesitation.

He believed that since the "shape" of the two dreams in the real world and the "Mind Corridor" were exactly the same, the performance should not be too different.

"This is the danger of a Year Guardian's dream." Long Yuehong did not hide his fear.

This and the psychological shadows of other rooms belonged to different concepts.

Jiang Baimian "hmm"ed:

"I was wondering, how did Yan Hu find his self in room '102,' that is, in 'Zhuang Sheng's' dream, and discover the door to the 'New World'?"

At least Yan Hu is still "fine" in the "New World" and has not been lost in the dream of room "102."

"He might have been lucky and bumped into a certain key point, which allowed him to find himself. Or he might have made some preparations in advance, always vaguely dreaming of various scenes on the graylands when playing a student or teacher. So he became suspicious and gradually found out the falseness of the dream." Genawei gave the two most likely situations he believed after analysis.

Jiang Baimian suddenly sighed:

"That's not the point. The point is that if we have a way to contact Yan Hu, we can master the 'secret to clearing the level.' This can not only allow us to relatively easily remove the abnormalities in this Buddhist holy land, but also help Wei to pass through a Year Guardian's dream in the 'Mind Corridor.' In that case, he should be equivalent to exploring deep into the 'Mind Corridor.'"

"What a pity!" Shang Jianyao immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet. "I didn't ask Yan Hu for contact information at the time! All he knew was to shout 'Save me'!"

"It's too late now." Long Yuehong pointed out calmly, "Redstone Town is far to the south."

Jiang Baimian nodded slightly:

"If we really can't solve the abnormalities caused by 'Zhuang Sheng's' dream this time, then after returning to the company for rest and reorganization, we should go to Redstone Town for a detour before coming again."

Speaking of this, she glanced at the sky:

"Let's withdraw from this city ruin first and come again tomorrow morning."

The "Old Task Force" left the Taicheng ruins from the original exit before night fell completely and camped near a place with clean water.

When assigning night duty, Jiang Baimian suddenly remembered something and asked Genawei:

"Old Ge, what's the original name of the character I played in that 'dream'? I remember you mentioned it before, it's Xu Qiao, right?"

"Yes." Genawei's eyes flickered with red light, and he proactively reported the names of the other characters as well, "Little Red is Zhang Huadong, Little White is Lin Yan, and Wei is Du Shaochong."

Lin Yan and Du Shaochong were the names he had determined after comparison and elimination.

"Each character has a name, and every student and teacher there has a name, and it doesn't seem to be randomly generated..." Jiang Baimian said slowly with a doubtful tone, "Even if the former 'Zhuang Sheng' incarnation really studied or lectured at Taicheng First High School, it's impossible to remember everyone's names. You know, most of the people here are people he hasn't directly contacted. There's no way he could know the other party's name. Even if he's a Year Guardian, he can't create something out of nothing, right?"

Long Yuehong also had such doubts. Even in the schools within "Pangu Biology" that belonged to each level, where the number of people was very small, he only knew the people in his class and some students from other grades. It was impossible for him to know the names of all the students, teachers, and janitors.

"Don't use the thinking of mortals to understand the power of a Year Guardian!" The honest Shang Jianyao turned on group mocking mode, "The things we can't do don't mean that a Year Guardian can't do it. Old Ge has no problem remembering the names of everyone in the entire school such a small matter."

Can Old Ge be the same as us? Jiang Baimian originally wanted to reply like this, but after thinking about it, she realized that this could naturally deduce the sentence "Can a Year Guardian be the same as us?" So she chose to shut up.

The scene suddenly became a bit awkward. Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Genawei all suspected that Jiang Baimian would launch a heavy punch in the next second.

After a short while, Jiang Baimian said with deliberation:

"The reason why I suddenly asked Old Ge what the name of the character I played was is because when I reviewed today's encounter, I found that the remaining implanted thoughts contained some memories of the character itself."

Everyone's way of thinking and behavior style are inseparable from some past memories.

In the quiet camp, beside the flickering campfire, Jiang Baimian's voice seemed to carry a bit of etherealness:

"I remember that the character was always in the top three in the grade in every exam, but his personality was relatively introverted. Because he had been separated from his parents and studied in a foreign place, he lived in a relative's house…

"I can't remember any more. When I regained my self-awareness, most of the implanted thoughts naturally dissipated."

Bai Chen nodded almost imperceptibly:

"I thought about it, my character has always been not too well, often catching colds and headaches, and asking for leave at home…"

"My character is more inferior, because he was bullied when he was in elementary school…" Long Yuehong also began to recall.

Shang Jianyao smiled and said:

"I said it before, my character has excellent grades, often in the top ten, and is also very strong in sports. He just likes to hang out with poor students, loves to play pranks, is bold and daring, and dares to tease anyone."

"Not only does each character have a name and a corresponding way of thinking, but they also have backstories and all kinds of past experiences…" Genawei helped to summarize, "Even for me, it's not so easy to assign the first ten or twenty years of life to thousands of people."

Isn't this "Zhuang Sheng's" dream too real?

Once you fall into it, it really makes people unable to tell whether "Zhuang Sheng dreamed of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Sheng."

"This is one point." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and looked around. "Another point is that these characters have more or less some similarities with ourselves."

"I call this the matching principle." Genawei told his guess.

Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and others thought about it and felt that it should be like this.

Just as Jiang Baimian was about to say that the meeting was over, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly looked at Shang Jianyao.

"Don't hit my face!" Shang Jianyao didn't know what he thought of and raised his hand to protect his face.

Jiang Baimian ignored him and said to herself:

"In theory, Wei has another point on his body that can be used for matching, and there are people who meet the criteria."

"Which point?" Long Yuehong asked in confusion.

Jiang Baimian's expression was unusually solemn:

"He is the point that he is an Awakened in the 'Zhuang Sheng' domain."