Lumian looked at the deep blue eyes of the god Daniz for a few seconds, and winked at Jenna.
Now, Franka no longer needs to digest the "painful" magic potion.
Jane instantly understood what Lumian meant, and asked the divine envoy Daniz with a smile:
"Is there a course for children?"
She pointed at Ludwig, causing Ludwig's body to tremble and his face turned pale.
This made Jane feel the obvious digestion of the "painful" magic potion.
Daniz's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile:
"Of course, we have it all, from foreign language education and logic courses for three-year-olds to vocational training for adults!"
As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but move back and forth on Janna and Franka's faces a few times, as if he was amazed.
Many celebrities wear makeup and retouch pictures, but they are not necessarily so beautiful!
Jian Na took the flyer, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile:
"When I have time one day, I'll take the child to see it."
Keeping in mind the plan Lumian had made, she was currently focused on observation and was not in a hurry to make contact.
Hearing Jane's words, Ludwig's face turned obviously bitter, and he could only grab a handful of roast beef skewers and tear off more than a dozen pieces of meat sprinkled with chili noodles and cumin powder to soothe the wounds in his heart.
"Okay, remember to report my name, there is a discount!" Daniz sighed that the beauty in front of her had such a big child at a young age, she must have not studied hard in high school, and was abducted home by a gangster to give birth to a child before she finished reading.
After saying that, his gaze swept over Jenna and Franka's faces nostalgia, and then turned around without hesitation, continuing to look for targets to distribute leaflets.
"It should be a dream dummy woven by Mr. 'Fool' subconsciously." Anthony, who had been silently observing for a while, made a judgment.
Lumian nodded lightly and said:
"It really doesn't show the special things that a divine envoy should have, and it obviously doesn't recognize me."
Speaking of this, Lumian smiled:
"Since it was woven by Mr. 'Fool' subconsciously, it means that in Mr. 'Fool's cognition, the divine messenger is a person who loves women but will not be confused by them, and his willpower is relatively firm in this regard."
This is the conclusion drawn from Daniz's obvious attraction to the beauty of the two "witches", but he did not strike up a conversation, did not be long-winded, and did not stay too much.
"It may not be that the willpower is stronger, but that he has a work ethic and will not strike up a conversation with women at work, or he may have someone he likes and is willing to restrain himself for this." Franka smiled ambiguously as she spoke, "So, what is written in the Great Adventurer series is true?"
"The rumors at sea are the same." Lumian affirmed Franka's guess.
In the following time, the four of them mainly observed and did not eat much, while Ludwig turned grief and anger into appetite, which made them end up spending 400 yuan.
Franka stuffed the last bite of the grilled eggplant into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and stood up quite reluctantly:
"It's time to go back."
It's a nostalgic taste.
As she walked around her community, Jian Na glanced at the bright street lights on both sides, and then at the pedestrians walking in the summer night breeze in the dark late night, giving her the illusion that it was not close to dawn, but just night.
Before Trier, before becoming an extraordinary person, she only dared to walk on the streets in the middle of the night by virtue of the name of the mistress of "Red Boots" and the revolver hidden on her body, but even so, she did not dare to walk too far home, and usually could only borrow from Franka, and in the metropolis of Mr. "Fool's" dream, people seemed accustomed to enjoying the late night on the streets.
Franka has integrated into such an environment, as if she has returned to her past life.
She looked left and right quite comfortably, and suddenly found a figure hanging on the outer wall of a certain building, swaying gently, at the edge of the alley leading to an old community, where the street lights were not illuminated.
Relying on the "witch's" super eyesight and "dark vision", Franka instantly saw the figure's appearance clearly:
The eyebrows were scorched yellow, the hair was the same color, a red headband was wrapped around the forehead, the dark blue eyes were bulging, solidifying pain and despair, the contours of the face that were not too deep had been distorted, the mouth was half open, and the tongue was sticking out.
Daniz!
God messenger Daniz!
He was hung from the outer wall of the building with a brownish-yellow hemp rope around his neck!
He was hanged.
He was hanged more than an hour ago while distributing cram school leaflets to Lumian and others!
While Franca's pupils suddenly dilated, Lumian and Jane also noticed the body hanging in mid-air, swaying gently.
"The god is dead? Killed?" Jane blurted out in confusion.
Who did this?
Is it the natural development of the dream realm, or is it done by the Heavenly Venerable Sect's subordinates?
After Franka confirmed that the corpse was the god messenger Daniz, he exhaled and said:
"Fortunately, it's just a dummy in a dream, so it won't let the god in reality die with it."
Hearing this, Lumi moved with peace of mind, walked into the alley, and came to the hanging body of Daniz.
During the process, he kept looking around, took out a mirror, and did a quick and simple divination to confirm whether the murderer had left and no one was paying attention here.
And before he really got close, he smelled the stench of fecal and urine incontinence.
Combined with other details, he determined that the divine envoy had indeed been hanged.
Lumian condensed ice cubes on the wall, creating bulges, and then climbed up swiftly to the level of Daniz's body, and loaded the messenger into the mirror used for divination along with the hemp rope.
"Do you want to bury the divine envoy?" When Lumian jumped off the wall, melted all the ice cubes, and dried the wet marks with a crimson flame, Franka asked suspiciously.
Lumian looked around and said in a low voice:
"Do an experiment."
"What experiment?" Jane took the sullen Ludwig and asked curiously.
Lumian laughed:
"According to the content of the information and the details observed so far, we all know that this dream was subconsciously derived from Mr. 'Fool', if we hide the body of the divine envoy and do not let Mr. 'Fool' discover and hear about such a thing, does it mean that the death of the divine envoy does not exist, tomorrow night, the divine envoy will still distribute leaflets in the area where there are many supper stalls just now?"
"Don't say it, it's really possible!" Franka quickly recalled the dream-themed movies and novels she had seen before the time travel.
"If this is the case, we can find a way to take advantage of this: a major event that Mr. 'Fool' does not know or has not heard of in his dream identity is equivalent to non-existence and has not happened!" Lumian said with a smile.
"But if the messenger no longer appears tomorrow night, or if the police have information about his disappearance, what does it mean?" Jane knew that Lumian would not neglect this issue, after all, there were only two results of the experiment.
Lumian said with a smile on his lips:
"There may be two reasons for this:
"1. In addition to the memory and cognition of Mr. 'Fool', every dummy in the dream is also integrated into his subconscious, so anything that happens in the dream will be known and recorded by Mr. Fool's subconscious."
Seeing that Franka and the others didn't seem to be able to grasp the point they wanted to say, Lumian gave an example:
"The information mentions that Mr. 'Fool' is an ancient being who woke up from his slumber, collecting strength and secrecy through the incarnation walking on the ground, and his avatar has experienced the promotion of 'Miracle Master' to Sequence 1 'Mysterious Attendant', and in order to prepare for the ceremony, a town called Utopia was established, where every resident of that town is Mr. 'Fool's secret puppet, and each secret puppet has its own destiny trajectory, all played by Mr. 'Fool', interacting with each other and interpreting the truth.
"Isn't this similar to the current real dream? In addition to the consciousness projection from the outside world, the rest of the dream dummies are likely to be interpreted by Mr. "Fool" differentiating the subconscious mind and combining the images in memory.
"In other words, except for us, every person and every animal in the dream may be Mr. 'Fool', and if we really want to contact Mr. 'Fool', we may not need to find his dream identity, this may be one of the ideas we will bypass Tianzun's monitoring and contact Mr. 'Fool' in the future."
"Is there a utopia in that document?" Franka was stunned for a moment.
Mr. "Fool" uses this term?
She raised her hand and rubbed her head in slight pain and confusion:
"Maybe there is, but I saw that the whole person was dumbfounded, seemingly communicating with you, but in fact I didn't know what I was talking about......"
"Yes, and the idea I just said was not my own idea, it was proposed by the cards of the Major Arcana, but they have no chance to confirm it." Lumian nodded.
"Everyone is a 'fool'......" Jane Na recalled the crowd of people she encountered after walking out of the carriage and the lively scene she had seen before, and was a little unbelievable for a moment.
Lumian continued:
"The second reason is that the death of the divine envoy was done by the Heavenly Venerable, and that Heavenly Venerable can also control and influence the dream, which will inevitably make this matter known to Mr. 'Fool's subconscious, but the question is, what is the point of dealing with such a dummy?
"Even if you want to shake Mr. 'Fool's will and target his emotional weaknesses, you shouldn't choose a divine envoy, judging from the data, the divine envoy has not established any close relationship with Mr. 'Fool' in the dream, and he can't even be called a friend."
"Strange." Franka said "hmm".
They quickly dealt with the scene with the black flame of the "witch", left the alley, and walked towards the old community where they lived.
When they were about to reach the gate, they suddenly heard someone shouting in panic next to the green tree on the side:
"Let me go, let me go......
"Don't come here, don't come here!"
Lumian cast his gaze over and found that it was a local man, not a person with the appearance of the North Continent like the god messenger Daniz.
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(End of this chapter)