GBP Chapter 323: One-Day Tour in Dreamland (Part 1)
Chapter 323: One-Day Tour in Dreamland (Part 1)
Note: This chapter has a high concentration of 2D characters, so you can skip it if you don’t like it~
The world in dreams is completely different from reality.
At first, I didn’t have a deep understanding of this. After all, I had never been in other people’s dreams. The clearest impression I had was the two-meter-tall Tyrannosaurus Rex with short arms stretching out and its bloody mouth opening to chase me.
But, things are very different here.
Rather than being a reproduction of real things, it is more like Yuji's brain cutting out elements from his memory and piecing together a picture that looks strange at first glance, but seems somewhat harmonious upon closer inspection.
Some of the shops, big and small, on the street are barely visible as if blurred by Gaussian, while others are very clear and specific, from their names to the details, so lifelike that you feel as if you are there in person.
For example, this Xinyuan comics store, that Benmu cinema, and the Linzhong comics store, comics stores, cinemas... emmm, this can be regarded as encountering the second dimension within the second dimension world.
I picked up a comic book at random, and it showed the current serialization of Naruto. Kakashi's cool pose on the cover was particularly eye-catching.
There are also some monthly magazines that are serialized in every issue. It can be seen that he likes a variety of genres and has dabbled in a little bit of all of them. Suspense, horror and exciting battles should be his favorites... Wait, am I dazzled?
Didn’t a Doraemon just run over?
I turned my head and saw a familiar figure running past.
Nobita, who was wearing a beige top, brown-black pants, and a pair of white glasses, ran over crying and yelling, "Doraemon, save me."
Following closely was Fat Tiger with his fist raised high. He shouted angrily: "Nobita, don't run, I'm going to beat you up!"
Although I knew I was in a dream, I felt like I was hallucinating from eating poisonous mushrooms!
Several people quickly ran into the dense bushes and disappeared without a trace.
Pushing aside the leaves, I looked in the direction of the view and found a wide asphalt road. At the end of the road was a super large sports park.
Rodin's statue of The Thinker stands in the middle, surrounded by three JOJO brothers standing and posing.
I looked closely and found that they were Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo and Josuke Higashikata.
Me: “….” So this is why meditators think?
"Come on! Come on! We will always love you!"
There was a sound like a wave of crowds coming from nearby. I walked over and saw a red and green plastic track in front of me, with audience seats lined up on both sides.
The grass and vines emerged from the ground at will, moving freely between the stairs, weaving back and forth, and soon produced flowers as big as magnolias.
The audience sitting in the seats smelled the flowers, and all showed a relaxed and happy expression: "It's flowers, so fragrant ~ the smell of sesame cakes ~"
Why does the flower smell like a sesame seed cake when it blooms... Wait, after I open it, there really is a sesame seed cake inside!
Shaking my head, I looked back and saw that there seemed to be someone competing in the center of the playground.
Hisahito has a strong talent for sports. Could it be that he dreamed of himself playing a game in school?
With this thought in mind, I took two steps forward, then stopped and rubbed my eyes in confusion.
Thanks to the gender-changing Yuji, my vision has become super clear. Even from such a long distance, I can see the people fighting over there.
The player on the left is wearing a jersey, has red hair, is tall, has a bright smile, and is waving at the audience, accidentally causing another round of screams. The player on the right is wearing a sports suit, has black hair, a cool expression, and a white cap with a big "R" on it.
There is a billiard table in the middle.
This... Hanamichi Sakuragi versus Ryoma Echizen, and the two of them are playing... table tennis?
Huh? Yuji, what are you dreaming about... It's totally messed up.
And what about Light Yagami in the audience? Is that the Death Note in your hand?
Why is the person standing next to him Kurosaki Ichigo instead of Ryuk? You can't just drag him over to make up the numbers just because he's the protagonist of Bleach...
Although the ground was very lively, the sky seemed to be not peaceful either.
In the northern sky, Kakarot and Saitama were fighting, and the one mediating between them was... Kobayashi's dragon maid Kanna.
The witch was sitting on one end of the broom, chatting with Sakura. Kyubey actually came over to join in the fun, but was blown away by the broom.
Captain America held Superman's cape with his shield, Bumblebee carried Batman, and Inuyasha actually started arguing with Luffy.
Also, the silver-haired guy with dead eyes who is picking his nose in the corner, must be Gin-san!
No, it feels like...with him here, everything makes sense.
Hiss...Too many elements, the concentration is very high.
Even someone as experienced as me couldn't help but gasp.
If this were to happen in real life, how would people brag about it?......
No, no, dreams are illogical. My top priority now is to find Yuzhang.
"I'll tell you what I am saying." Ryoumen Sukuna crossed his arms and said sneerly from nowhere, "This kid has nothing in his head. He is so boring."
Is this boring? It's so lively that it's almost exploding.
"You said that because you don't know what these are." I glanced at him and said coldly, "Also, you said you couldn't come, so why are you here again?"
"Tsk, that's funny." The four eyes were filled with eight times more ridicule, and he was even more disdainful, "Do I need to tell you where I'm going?"
“Then don’t follow me,” I said. “Don’t act like a stalker, okay?”
"I want you to manage."
I was about to scold him a few more times, but at this moment, a volleyball suddenly rolled over and gently landed at my feet.
It's strange that the feeling of this ball being kicked was particularly specific and vivid to me, as if it were real.
After squatting down and picking up the ball and placing it in my palm, I looked around and didn't see who threw it to me.
"elder sister."
"?" The voice came from below.
I saw a pink-haired little boy wearing denim overalls. He only reached my knees when he stood up and looked to be only three or four years old.
His chubby cheeks puffed up, and he smiled with his big brown eyes, revealing his little teeth that had not yet grown in. "This is my ball. Can you give it back to me, please?"
I:"........."
Pink hair, facial features very similar to when he grows up, cheerful expression, and movements that are not at all shy, this... this is Hisahito.
How could he become a child in his dream?