Wei Huo replied, “Since none of that is possible, there’s only one possibility. You created the story in a dream. You forgot the dream after you woke up, but the world was really created. That’s the only explanation.”
Zhang Zhiwen was a little surprised. “A world created in a dream? Is this possible?”
Wei Huo said, “Nothing is impossible, but there’s a problem. You’ve already ended the story. If this is a story created in your dream, can you still change the ending or allow the story to continue?”
“Speaking of that, in your brain’s imagination, a group of guys tried to destroy your brain to continue the story…”
Before Wei Huo could finish his sentence, Zhang Zhiwen said in fear, “What?! Are these guys planning to destroy my brain? Should I write everyone’s death?”
Wei Huo added, “You don’t have to worry. According to my research, they’re just talking nonsense. If you want to destroy your brain, they have to come to this world like me.”
Zhang Zhiwen was speechless.
He let out a sigh of relief before feeling terrified. He realized that the existence that had come to reality was extremely powerful.
