MTL - The People of the Motherland Are Coming, Fortunately, I Am Superman of Doomsday-Chapter 5 Dream again, call me Yiba!

  Chapter 5 Dreaming again, call me Dad!

   Randomly settled for a dinner at a fast food restaurant on the road.

  Back to the one-person apartment about two kilometers away from the school. The time is approaching 7:00 pm. Students of the same age are probably still studying hard at home.

  Yimeng lay on the bed anxiously, wanting to fall asleep again.

  The results show that the more you want to sleep, the drowsiness will come automatically. When you want to sleep, it's hard to fall asleep.

  Yi Meng tossed and turned on the bed, opened and closed her eyes and then opened them again, but still couldn't fall asleep peacefully.

  Finally, Yi Meng simply went to the convenience store downstairs, bought a bottle of white wine and drank it, and finally staggered down on the sofa in the living room.

  He fell asleep, his consciousness drowsy and wobbly, and he was once again drawn towards an endless traction.

  …

morning.

  The cold morning light that was like water fell slightly on the window sill of the wooden house, and the sound of frogs in the lake was gradually replaced by the chirping of birds in the woods.

  Pepper Pepper woke up with an alarm clock at six in the morning, made a rich Western-style breakfast—sandwiches, milk, and pasta, and changed into a white women's hip wrap skirt suit.

Her hair is also tied into a bun that looks like a married woman and is capable enough. Compared with last night's pajamas, she looks much more intellectual and sharp. Standing there with her chest upright and full of energy, she naturally exudes a resolute and strong woman. momentum.

   "Morgan, stay at home and don't go out."

   "Mom has gone to work and will be here soon."

   "Saturday. Take good care of Morgan at home, and tutor her in elementary school knowledge, and report to me at any time."

  Pepper's tone was concise and fast, and he finished three sentences in one sentence.

   Before Morgan, who was still sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, responded, he had already arrived at the entrance of the main hall of the wooden house and put on high heels. When he bent over, he drew a beautiful curve from the back of the neck to the back of the hip wearing the necklace.

   "Yes, Miss Pepper."

  A gentle male voice sounded from somewhere in the house.

   "Mom! You go to work!"

  Little Lolita Morgan held the cup filled with warm milk with both hands, and responded happily.

   Pepper's right hand that opened the door gave a pause, feeling a little puzzled.

  On weekdays, usually at this time, Morgan would cling to her reluctantly.

  Why did you agree to stay at home so happily today?

but.

   There is Saturday babysitting, so there will be no problem.

   Thinking of this, Pepper pushed open the wooden door of the wooden house and left in a hurry.

   Soon, the sound of a car engine starting and going away was heard outside the wooden house.

   Only Morgan was left in the cabin.

  A highly anthropomorphic intelligent consciousness whispers to itself: "Leaving..."

  Imeng could sense the intelligent existence that made him feel threatened and restricted his actions last night, and he also left temporarily with Pepper Pepper who went out.

  This allowed him to 'walk' freely in the network of the main hall of the wooden house.

   Pepper's departure.

Morgan couldn't help speeding up his breakfast, choking on a sandwich, and finally pouring down his stomach with milk, put the empty cup on the table with anticipation, and whispered softly and crisply: "Saturday, We agreed last night."

   "Of course, I have no intention of going back on my word."

  Imeng made a voice through the smart TV in the main hall: "However, before that, I want to confirm again—Morgan, what do you want to do now?"

"I…"

  The blond loli hesitated, but said firmly: "I want to go out, go outside the wooden house, see the outside world, and see what Dad left behind."

   "Please help me, Saturday."

  The next moment.

  Yimeng felt it very clearly. At this moment, her own consciousness seemed to have broken free from a limiting bottleneck. The speed of 'walking' in the intelligent network became faster and more dexterous, and she instantly controlled the intelligence of the wooden house.

"it is as expected…"

  At this moment, Yi Meng confirmed some thoughts in her heart, and her understanding of the current status of the Marvel world dreamland deepened.

first.

  After Yimeng's last online verification of her last dream, she can temporarily confirm that the world structure of this dream is real and complete!

  After all, at this moment, a series of daily and unnatural incidents are happening in the big country and small town on the other side of the dream world!

   There are more than six billion human beings and countless creatures, and the sea, land and air of the dream world exist alive here!

  Captain America Memorial, Stark Industries New Product Sales, Battle of New York Memorial Day, Wakanda Kingdom Founding, Avengers Update...

  With hot searches and posts like this, online information is overwhelming!

  Everything is so real that it can't be more real. If Yi Meng didn't enter the dream and said that this is the real world, he would probably believe it!

  Secondly, about time.

  The last time Yi Meng stayed in the dream was more than three hours, but only ten minutes had passed in reality, which once again showed the confusion of the dream time.

  Dang Yimeng woke up from the dream and returned to reality. This time, he entered the dream again from reality, and the dream actually continued at the time when he woke up and left.

   It was as if, the moment Yi Meng woke up, the time in the dream also stopped, waiting for his next dream!

  The whole world, stop for him...

  Yimeng once again felt the wonder of the dream, and the more she understood the dream, the more she wanted to immerse herself in exploration.

  As if, opened a door to a new world.

  Compared to Jian's dream, it is simply the difference between heaven and hell, and even time cannot be perceived.

certainly.

  Yimeng also had a new question—

  Why did he have the dream of the sword incarnation for three years and had thousands of dreams before he got some feedback on the ability of the sword recently.

  The last time, it was just the first time he was a dream of the incarnation of artificial intelligence. In reality, he began to awaken a little bit of the characteristic ability of artificial intelligence.

   "When you are a sword and artificial intelligence, what is the difference in the dream, which leads to the deviation in reality?"

  Yimeng feels that this is an element that must be understood as soon as possible.

Now.

   It happened that Morgan Stark, the daughter of Iron Man, was instructed to temporarily break free from the restrictions and go to the world outside the wooden house to explore on the spot.

  …

   Wait until Little Morgan changed into the small sky blue dress she went out by herself, and watched the other party standing in the main hall of the wooden house with great interest.

  Yimeng warned: "Put on the smart watch, and follow my arrangements after you go out. Don't run around at will."

   "Put it on, listen to Saturday!"

  Little Morgan raised his left hand and gestured for the children's watch on his wrist.

"very good."

  Yimeng directly boarded his consciousness on the smart watch, and said through the built-in voice of the smart watch: "In the future, when there is no one else, don't call me 'Saturday'."

"Um?"

  Little Morgan blinked her eyes, completely unaware that the artificial intelligence entrusting her has become a master.

  Yi Meng didn't think too much about it, and said with a bit of a bad taste: "Call me Yi Dad."

   "A tyrant?"

  Little Morgan tilted his little head in doubt, not understanding the 'sinister' intentions, his wide eyes were bright and bright, and he saluted seriously: "Yes! Teacher Yiba!"

  Yimeng: "..."

Forget it.

  Adult artificial intelligence does not care about children.

  (end of this chapter)