Chapter 901 Selecting "Ingredients" (Monthly Pass at the End of the Month)
Ludwig, who was wearing a children's formal attire, looked at the "altar" that had just been cleaned, licked his mouth with regret and said:
"If the bird with a human head just now is caught and stewed with the fat duck, it can gain the ability to control one's own fear in the dream, and it is possible to rely on fear to wake up......
"In addition......
The seven or eight-year-old boy pulled up his fingers and counted them one by one:
"The gray beast of Dabila Star, cooked by roasting, can not get lost in most dreams for seven days......
"Black Dream Tapir, a spiritual creature, feeds on the emotions of joy, happiness, joy, and longing in human dreams, and uses its remnants of dust to mix wine, so that those who drink it will not be confused by the beauty of the dream, sink into it, and are unwilling to wake up......
"The King of Nightmares, an angel-level creature that rules the Four Serpents Planet in the Y system, and can permanently obtain the characteristic of dream sobriety by directly eating its gallbladder......
「……」
The more Ludwig talked, the more hungry he became, and he couldn't help but ask his godfather, who had turned into a woman, for a few sandwich cookies to fill his stomach.
After he finished speaking about the part of the ingredients he could recall so far, Anthony said thoughtfully:
"Maybe, I've encountered a black dream tapir."
Seeing Lumian looking at him, Anthony said considerately:
"I met a patient in a psychological clinic some time ago, who had nightmares for three weeks in a row, and was lethargic, emotionally numb, and very pessimistic.
"I have done formal psychotherapy for him, and I have also tried to use extraordinary abilities such as 'hypnosis' to solve the problem, but I can only keep him from having nightmares for two or three days, and then he will return to his original state.
"I couldn't figure out why I failed before, and now I suspect that he was targeted by the Black Dream Tapir."
"Psychological clinic?" While Lumian nodded, he asked casually.
Anthony explained simply:
"If you want to join the 'Psychological Alchemy Society', you need to fully integrate into the circle of psychiatrists, and I have now officially become a practicing physician in a psychological clinic."
Lumian said "Hmm", thinking and saying:
"The higher the sequence, the less likely it is to be trusted by those secret organizations, sequence 9 to sequence 7 is okay, in the category of wild extraordinary, it is an opportunity for ordinary people to achieve, sequence 6 is reluctant, sequence 5 involves rituals, few pure wild extraordinary people can reach this level, aren't you worried that becoming a 'dream walker' now will affect your subsequent joining the 'Psychological Alchemy Society'?"
Anthony smiled peacefully:
"My 'Dream Walker' magic potion recipe and corresponding materials were all purchased from a certain member of the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' batch by batch, and the main thing provided by Ms. 'Justice' was financial rewards."
"That's right......" Lumian turned to Ludwig and asked, "What level of strength is the Black Dream Tapir?"
"The strong one has a weak divinity, and the weak one is equivalent to sequence 7." Ludwig said with an expectant face.
"It is not something we can do to find a human head harpie or a black dream tapir in the spirit world, unless we ask the 'magician' lady or the 'Holy Spirit angel' who is in charge of the spirit world on behalf of Mr. 'Fool' to help." Lumian said to Anthony, "Do you have a way to let me enter that patient's dream? I want to make sure it's a black dream tapir and if there's a chance to catch it."
"I bought two dream charms from the 'Psychological Alchemy Society', and the 'Justice' lady also gave me one." Anthony replied truthfully.
Lumian laughed, pulled up his cloak, and covered his face:
"Then let's go 'visit' that patient tonight."
Anthony nodded under the disappointment caused by the beautiful face being blocked, followed Lumian who was holding Ludwig, and walked to the ground.
After walking dozens of meters, Ludwig glanced sideways at Lumian and said:
"Mother......"
He simply felt that since the godfather became a woman, he should change his name.
Mother...... Lumian's heart skipped a beat, and his voice became stern:
"You still call me godfather."
"Yes, Godfather." Ludwig was kind, "I have some bad feelings recently."
"Bad feeling?" Lumian asked, as if thinking, "Is it about yourself or all of us?"
Ludwig was quite honest:
"My own."
Lumian nodded lightly and laughed:
"I probably know what it is, it's no big problem, just endure it and it's over.
"At that time, you will have the opportunity to accumulate and contribute to exchange for different parts of the body of the Demigod Giver."
Ludwig's eyes lit up, and he had forgotten that his hunch was a bad bias:
"Okay, Godfather!"
…………
In the opera district, on Black Hat Street, in an apartment with curtains drawn.
Nissia, who is nearly 1.7 meters tall, stood in front of the full-length mirror and stared at herself reflected:
The face is white and clean, the brown hair is naturally slightly curly, naturally draped down, the brown eyes are deep and a little clear, the lips are bright red and moist, slightly open, revealing two rows of white teeth, the figure is concave and convex, neither tall nor short, just right......
What a charming girl.
Nessea looked at herself obsessively, her right hand fell on her rosy lips, and slowly moved down, towards the towering place.
She didn't expect that the transcendent power promised by the "witch" would be obtained in this way, and when she was immersed and proud of the various abilities brought by the "assassin's" magic potion and committed many crimes, the ending was already predetermined.
She was forced to drink the "witch" magic medicine and became a woman, which was strongly divided and hostile to her male cognition for the past 20 years.
Now she seems to have split into two people, one is angry, painful, and wants to take revenge on those "witches" and the world, and the other is conquered by her charming beauty, flawless figure and different happiness from before, and falls in love with her current self, and even wants to drink a higher order of magic potion to make herself more perfect and attractive.
Suddenly, Nesseia followed her spiritual intuition, lowered her hands from her chest, and turned abruptly to look at a backchair near the window.
I don't know when there was another person there.
The man put his arms on the armrests on both sides, his body comfortably leaned against the back of the chair, the ponytail made of long flaxen hair was faintly visible, and the brown eyebrows flying into his sideburns not only brought heroic beauty, but also seemed to pierce the hearts of all those who witnessed it.
These, combined with a tall and delicate nose, moist and red lips, a smooth and slender neck, and a figure that made the lace flower shirt bulge, made Nesseya suddenly feel the urge to surrender and kiss the back of the other person's hand.
"It's beautiful...... It is as beautiful as the 'witches' I have seen before, but it has a different temperament, and it attracts me more about the temperament and appearance details......" Nessia greedily looked at the beauty in front of her, without asking who the other party was, nor did she make any moves to guard against the attack.
Is this the newly promoted "witch"...... Franka, who was sitting in the back chair, shook her head secretly.
She had already sneaked into this room from the moment Nessia admired the image in the mirror, but Nissea was addicted to her own beauty, completely unaware of it, and even wanted to perform an extreme drama.
At the beginning, Franka drank the "witch" magic potion and was also amazed by her beauty, thinking that this was the anima in her heart, the woman she dreamed of, fortunately, she had a very cheerful personality, and she was a time-traveler, and she had already changed her body once, so she would not reject the current female body and think she was a different person, so she was just a little narcissistic, and she would not really fall in love with the female self. (Note 1)
When he became busy with the tasks of the Tarot Club and met Jana and Lumian, Franka's problems in this regard became more and more faint, but how could she not appreciate her beauty?
Although she was sitting and Nesseya was standing, Franka smiled with a downward gesture:
"I don't know if the 'Black Witch' has told you that you will be my subordinate for a long time to come."
"Ms. Clarice mentioned that you are Ms. Franka, right?" Nessea's eyes were still wandering on Franka's body, and she felt the urge to tear the other person's clothes and ask the other party to give her pleasure, but she looked at her chest and felt another wave of sadness.
Now I don't have that ability......
"Your vigilance is not high enough, if I were an enemy, you would have died several times." Franka's red lips said slightly, "The 'mirror stand-in' is very important, but it cannot be completely relied on the 'mirror stand-in'."
Nishiya was shocked at first, and then broke out in a cold sweat:
"Yes, Ms. Franka."
Franka smiled slightly, causing Nisaya's eyes to light up:
"Give me the information of the core members of the Emperor's Party."
Nesseya nodded subconsciously:
"Okay."
She quickly walked to the safe in the room.
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Borough, Livaux Street.
Wearing cotton pajamas and pajama pants, Kewell sat on the edge of the bed with a glass of red wine, reluctant to lie down to sleep for a long time.
He knew it would be the beginning of another long torment and never-ending pain.
In the end, he still couldn't resist the fatigue and drowsiness, and after drinking that glass of red wine, he fell into a deep sleep.
In a hazy dream, Kewell was so frightened that he almost collapsed and ran, with a huge monster chasing him behind him.
There was a cliff ahead, and he didn't have time to stop and fell directly.
If it was a normal dream, Kewell would definitely wake up or switch scenes directly because of the free fall at this moment, but he didn't now, he slammed to the ground, watching his body fall apart in unspeakable pain, everywhere.
He screamed sharply.
At this moment, a bear-like shadow came out of the darkness, licking and eating the brains that Kewell had thrown out, which made Kewell stunned for a moment, even more painful and fearful.
Suddenly, he saw a red moon rising in mid-air, and a slightly slender figure descending from the sky with a huge iron-black straight sword.
The figure's hood was turned up, and its long black hair was reflected in the scarlet moon like a dream, as if it had pierced directly into the moon.
Note 1: Jung's psychological term represents the female image in a man's subconscious, and each man's anima is different, which is the kind they like and yearn for the most in their subconscious.
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(End of this chapter)