Chapter 960 The special that was obtained (for the Golden Alliance old Kole Gagen)
"A name that impresses you" made a "hi" expression:
"Do you want to play again?"
"Hopefully it will be more exciting than last night." Lumian brought his phone to his mouth and replied with voice input.
Lao Xia nearby glanced at him, his eyes full of envy and yearning:
The life of young people is wonderful......
As expected of a 22-year-old with a 7-year-old child......
It's a pity I don't dare to ......
Soon, Anderson replied to Lumian:
"You choose a place suitable for discussing some secrets."
"Okay." Lumian did not refuse.
"The time is set at 6 pm, I like the sun." Anderson made an "OK" expression.
After Lumian replied "No problem", the former strongest hunter in the Misty Sea asked in text:
"Why is your WeChat name called 'Fool', do you think your brain is not smart enough?"
Lumian laughed and said:
"I like tarot cards very much, and I think the 'Fool' card is cool, and calling myself 'stupid' is a kind of imitation."
"Sometimes, people always like to use high-sounding reasons to cover up their problems, this is a sentence I like very much recently, and I also give it to you." Anderson replied with a "bye-bye" expression.
Lumian did not reply.
After resting for a while, he and Lao Xia patrolled the floor again.
On the tenth floor, while patrolling inside the Intis Group, Lumian saw Zhou Mingrui coming out of the public restroom.
When the two exchanged their eyes, Lumian nodded lightly, which was considered a greeting.
Zhou Mingrui hadn't met him in the past two days, and the security guards patrolling the floor were indeed daily work, so he didn't show any vigilance and responded to him with a nod.
The two passed by, and Lumian naturally checked whether there were any fire hazards around him.
He didn't want to take this opportunity to remind Zhou Mingrui of the existence of extraordinary power during the day, this is because the two sides are not yet at the point where they can chat, even if they forcibly hint, the other party may not be willing to listen, and the second is to wait for Franka to be kicked out of the dream to really end, otherwise he will not be able to tell whether the subsequent abnormality is the aftermath of last night's reminder or today's temptation.
Zhou Mingrui saw that Li Ming, the security guard, did not behave strangely or say any strange words, and the doubts in his heart dissipated a little.
…………
At 6 p.m., the sun still illuminates the small square in front of the mall, illuminating the facilities for children to play.
Inside a cylinder sealed with glass, six sets of seats rotate slowly.
In the middle of the cylinder, ocean balls of various colors were constantly spraying, flying in all directions, and Ludwig was holding a fishing rod net bag to catch it.
Lumian sat next to him, like a true parent, and the set of chairs next to them belonged to Anderson.
Anderson has no children, but he sits here but is at ease, lifting his net pocket from time to time to catch an ocean ball, without the shame and embarrassment of adults who mistakenly enter the children's paradise without children.
At this time, except for the three of them, no one else existed, and they all went back to dinner.
"It's very closed here, no one will disturb and eavesdrop, and I have also checked the facilities, no problem." Lumian said to Anderson with a smile. "I originally wanted to choose a carousel, but it was not private enough to discuss secrets."
As they spoke, they followed the seats, spinning around the middle of the cylinder.
"This effectively made up for my lost childhood." Anderson glanced at Ludwig, then turned to Lumian and said, "Do you sometimes feel that this world is not real, many people are like puppets in a theater, it looks normal at first glance, but some details make you afraid?"
"Why are you talking to me and my girlfriend about this?" Lumian did not answer the rhetorical question.
Girlfriend refers to Jenna.
Anderson laughed and said meaningfully:
"Because I feel that you are real, more real than those around you."
Lumian smiled:
"Yes, I also occasionally feel that this world is unreal, it is like a huge dream, we seem to be making choices on our own, but in fact we are driven and guided by the subconscious of the dream owner, and when he wakes up, everything will disappear like a bubble."
In the music of the jet ocean ball, the smile on Anderson's face became more and more obvious:
"There is a time limit for playing this project, and we can't always stay here.
"I don't know if you have heard of the term 'God War Ruins'?"
Is this confirming each other's identities? Lumian glanced out of the glass cylinder and answered Anderson's question with a smile:
"I've heard of it."
Outside the door of this children's facility, Anthony was waiting there with Lumian and Anderson's cell phones.
Anderson smiled and sighed:
"It's really easier to communicate with you than with someone.
"Some people may have their brains on their gloves."
Anderson continued:
"I took risks in the 'Divine War Relics' and came into contact with some dangerous things, which caused some changes in myself:
"In a special enough dream, if I am strongly stimulated, I will get rid of the dreaming state and maintain a certain level of sobriety in the dream."
This is why you find the dream city unreal? Lumian didn't ask Anderson back, but remained quiet.
He still doesn't know what the relationship between the painted hotel and Anderson is.
Anderson laughed:
"That adventure was very exciting, but unfortunately I couldn't write it in some books, after all, I was not the main character.
"In recent years, I have often dreamed that I am living in a big city like the one I am now, which makes me look forward to sleeping.
"In that dream, I was sometimes a language teacher, sometimes an unaccomplished painter, and they were supposed to be the same person, but in different states of life.
"Later, the painter became mute, and the level of painting changed qualitatively.
"I was stimulated and woke up in the dream and gained a certain level of sobriety.
"I found out that someone actually gave me money to help me open a studio and a hotel. Of course you have to accept it, how can you live up to their kindness?"
In other words, Anderson's dream image was polluted for some reason and became a real "painter", and this also stimulated the real Anderson, allowing his consciousness to enter the dream with the help of his own special nature? As a result, Anderson's dream image is divided, sometimes the cram school teacher Anderson, the former strongest hunter in the misty sea, sometimes the mute painter Anderson, and the cram school teacher Anderson contacted us and found out that we are also outsiders? Lumian nodded with understanding.
This is actually similar to Roxanne's state, except that in reality, Roxanne has no special dream realm, so she cannot come in in person to fight against the power of the gift and the pollution of the evil god.
"How about it, my story is quite wonderful, right? Comment." Anderson suddenly changed his mind.
Lumian clapped his hands:
"What about the rest of the story? If Anderson in reality does not take the initiative to enter the dream, the mute Anderson in the dream should not affect him."
Anderson spread his hands and said with a smile:
"Are you 100% sure it won't affect you?"
"No." Lumian replied frankly.
Anderson nodded with a caring look for out-of-school children:
"Moreover, that dream is very interesting and fun, and as a human, you have to change the way you entertain yourself often.
"I told Daniz in the dream to let him be careful of me becoming mute at night, but unfortunately, he didn't understand my hints, if I could get something to disguise himself as Edwenna, he should be more active in using his brain and thinking about what I said."
"You painted the mute painter on the painting? Do you also have a qualitatively changed painting level?" Lumian asked about last night.
Roxanne also drew another self, and after Franka helped burn it, she was in much better condition......
Is Anderson "adjusting" his own state with my hand?
Anderson said with a "tsk":
"Aren't you using the same body during the day and you at night?
"The changes in the body are common."
Lumian asked thoughtfully:
"In the dream, the 'painter' should not be able to let what he draw really go out of the drawing paper, there are too many obstacles."
All abilities should have been suppressed at the sequence 7 level, and yesterday Anderson was free to move around the community and could still speak before entering the studio.
Anderson laughed:
"There are always some special and exceptions in dreams, if the dream owner symbolizes loopholes, then there must be some loopholes in his dreams, which are part of his symbolism in the dream, unless he controls it very clearly, it cannot be avoided.
"Dumb Anderson originally did not exist, just another state of mine, but he was hidden in the dream owner's thoughts and cognition, so once I drew it, he didn't need to invade from the outside world to become real, but he couldn't leave the studio and was very weak."
The incarnation of Mr. "The Fool" once knew a mute Anderson, or had thought about what Anderson would look like to be mute? Lumian nodded lightly and said:
"Then you were the one who introduced me into the studio?"
Anderson said with a clear smile:
"Of course, when I entered the studio, I took advantage of the opportunity to see those oil paintings, left through a reserved painting, and activated the painting of the mute Anderson.
"That's my studio, which is equivalent to the home of the 'Hunter', and there will definitely be additional decorations.
"I changed my clothes and pants later, and you don't know each other?"
"Why are you changing clothes and pants?" Lumian asked tentatively.
Anderson smiled again:
"Just kidding."
This is Anderson's style...... Do successful "hunters" have a tendency to play pranks? Lumian approved of Anderson's statement, and if it were him, he might have done the same.
Anderson glanced at the entertainment facilities that were running out of time:
"Now it's my turn to ask, right?
"What do you want to do here?"
This is not a question but more of a confirmation.
"Let the dream master wake up in the best and most humane state." Lumian replied simply.
Anderson suddenly smiled:
"A few days ago, a foreigner came to visit the cram school, and he is as real as you."
"What is his name?" Lumian asked calmly.
At this time, the ocean ball no longer erupted, and the rotation of the seat slowed down rapidly until it stopped.
Anderson stood up and said with a smile:
"Zarathustra."
ps: This chapter is the golden alliance of the old Kohler, asking for a guaranteed monthly pass ~ the second watch is at noon at the old time
(End of this chapter)