Answer to the Chapter 1005 question
Looking at her past self hanging in the transparent "cocoon", Franka's mind buzzed, and many thoughts flashed through her mind, like boiling oatmeal.
"What the hell is this?"
"Is this the psychological shadow of Mr. 'Fool' or Tianzun?"
"I lost my memory until I completed the time travel, so I was put in a 'silkworm cocoon' and hung on the light door?"
"Are the other 'silkworm cocoons' inside other members of the research society?"
"What do those three empty 'cocoons' represent?"
"Who hung us up?"
"This is very similar to the high-sequence performance of the 'soothsayer' pathway......"
"Did Tianzun do it?"
"So, this is the psychological shadow of Mr. 'Fool'?"
"He ......"
The thought that crossed Franka's mind had just flashed here, and after the brilliant light gate, part of the gray mist dispersed, revealing the sphere.
It was a picture of looking down at the planet from the moon, from the starry sky.
Franka immediately saw the North and South Continents, the Western Continent covered with a layer of gray and white mist, and the Eastern Continent that was deep in darkness.
At the same time, a slightly solemn voice echoed in her ears:
"There is a very old name here, called......
"Chernobyl!"
"There is a very old name here, called......
"Chernobyl!"
「……」
In the echo of the voice, Franka stared blankly at the familiar and unfamiliar planet in the depths of the gray mist, and stared blankly at the four continents of the east, south, northwest, and northwest that had changed to a certain extent but could still see clues, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning.
Suddenly, she understood many questions, which were questions she couldn't think of answers to in the past or avoided one answer and sought other explanations:
"Why is this world also 365 days a year, one more day every four years......
"Why is this world also 24 hours a day, 60 minutes per hour, 60 seconds per minute......
"Why is the human body structure in this world exactly the same as that of the earth, and most of the elements can be found in correspondence......
"Why is Mr. Fool's dream a modern city......
"Why is Mr. Fool's secret puppet town called Utopia......
"Why is the incarnation of Mr. 'Fool' called Gelman. Sparrow and Merlin. Hermes ......
「……」
Franka stared blankly at the strange and familiar planet, staring blankly at the four continents of the east, south, northwest, and blue dreamy ocean in her memory, and at some point, salty, wet tears had flowed down her face.
Her mind was telling her the answer, and her heart was refusing to accept it:
This world may be the earth......
Franka's vision was blurred, but she didn't dare to close her eyes, afraid of seeing the images that always appeared in front of her when she woke up in the middle of the night.
Her heart burst out with strong shock, sadness, and great despair and pain, which were almost consistent with the strong emotions that permeated the current area, indistinguishable from each other, as if blending:
Maybe we never left, but we never went back.
…………
Trier, inside a luxury villa.
In Franka's room, Ms. "Judgment", Ms. "Magician", and Ms. "Justice" have gathered by the bed.
"She shed tears......" Ms. "Judgment", who had been observing Franka's state, suddenly spoke.
The corners of Franka's eyes became inexplicably moist in her sleep, and the traces of tears extended to the sides, disappearing into her long flaxen hair, which had darkened a lot.
She seemed to be having an unusually sad dream.
At this moment, both Ms. "Judgment" and Ms. "Magician" were a little unable to understand why "Two of Cups" was crying silently while dreaming.
It's not that they didn't expect what kind of changes Franka's expression would change in reality in the future, and whether it was pain to distortion, madness to exaggeration, or extreme pleasure, it was a possibility that could be speculated.
But why tears?
Tears of sadness and despair dominated the stream.
Could it be that one of her companions encountered an accident?
The "magician" lady turned her gaze to the other rooms and found that Lumian, Jenna, Anthony and Ludwig were all alive, but the first two, one with a cold expression, and the other in a dream could not hide the pain and eagerness.
"Don't you 'appease'?" The "Trial" lady asked the "Justice" lady who was doing mental and psychological analysis.
Since the mental pollution and emotional impact suffered in the dream will be reflected in reality, the psychological problems and mental illnesses corresponding to the treatment in reality will also truly affect the person in the dream.
Dreams built with spirit and psychology as the core are indistinguishable from the inside and outside in this regard, and the true and false are mixed.
Ms. "Justice" The emerald green eyes showed a thoughtful expression:
"The current mood of 'Two of Cups' contains immense despair, which is also a manifestation of her true state.
"And what she needs now is despair, extreme despair."
Hearing this, Ms. "Magician" couldn't help but turn her head sideways and looked at the night sky to the east.
She said in a low voice:
"Yes, the 'Two of Cups' has been forcibly promoted with the help of the special dream realm, and what is needed most now is despair, a strong and huge despair.
"This will help her digest the magic potion quickly.
"I don't know what she is seeing or what has happened to her now, but from the current situation, the part of 'making herself despair' should be enough, and then I have to find an opportunity to 'make others despair'."
"Justice" lady nodded slightly and said:
"When the current despair of 'Two of Cups' subsides, I will provide psychotherapy.
"Now, she may need other help."
While the Major Arcana card, wearing a long dress with white stripes on a green background, the "magician" lady half opened her arms.
A little starlight converged in front of her, condensing an illusory but brilliant door.
The door opened slowly, and there was a faint gray and white mist inside.
That represents the dream city.
As an angel of the "door" path, there is no problem at all if Ms. "Magician" really wants to open a door and force her way into Mr. "Fool's" dream.
Of course, it is unknown whether this kind of intrusive behavior will cause her to be watched on the spot, lose control in an instant, or unknowingly become Tianzun's secret puppet.
In this matter, unknown refers to the unknown of one of the two outcomes, not whether the two outcomes will occur.
——According to the astrological results of the "magician" lady, it is only extremely likely that she has not encountered anything, and it must be based on the stage when Mr. "The Fool" has a certain advantage or the two great beings are in a fierce battle.
What she has to do now is definitely not to break in and save people, but to open such a door and establish a corresponding passage to assist the "righteous" lady who is a "dreamweaver".
Originally, Ms. "Justice" could only monitor the changes in some situations in the dream, and still in a vague perception way, after having such a door, she could directly exert a certain influence on some areas of the dream or the corresponding characters.
In this case, there was not much she could do after being kicked out of the dream three times, but all they wanted to convey to Franka was such a short sentence.
As the door to the Dream City opened, Ms. "Justice" closed her green eyes that seemed to reflect the human mind, raised her right hand, and outlined dreamy and unreal symbols in mid-air.
…………
On the second floor of Mushu Hospital, at the edge of the elevator room.
Looking at the illusory dark abyss, Lumian smelled the slightly sweet and warm dark fragrance, endured the turmoil of bone marrow and desire, and the feeling that his whole body was about to burn entered an ethereal and quiet state.
His spirit and thoughts gradually diverged, and he became more and more numb to the speed of the passage of time.
Finally, he "saw" a fog dyed with a dark color and felt that he was walking in such a fog.
As before, he saw the outlines of various buildings, saw things that looked like trains running on the blurred streets, and saw a woman with a flower and bird fan covering her face in a two-wheeled cart pulled by a canopy approaching him.
He flew up, into the depths of the thick fog, to somewhere in this peculiar city.
There was a strange tower left with only black shadows, and the bottom of the tower revealed an indescribable gloom and horror.
Lumian endured the fear in his heart and the trembling of his body, sank, entered the tower, and went straight to the bottom.
He immediately saw an ancient well that melted into the darkness, and saw that the walls of the ancient well were made of moss-covered stones, and that there were iron-black chains hanging down into the depths of the ancient well.
The surface of these chains has a large number of reliefs, but they are vague and difficult to distinguish from Lumian.
Lumian poked his head out uncontrollably, trying to look at the bottom of the ancient well.
What caught his eye was a rich, demonic blood color.
It seemed to be made up of an unknown amount of blood.
Immediately afterwards, Lumian smelled the fishy smell mixed with rust.
He turned his gaze to his nose in a daze and found that blood had flowed from the tip of his nose at some point, just like real blood.
Suddenly, the corner of Lumian's eyes swept away, and the blood-colored well water reflected his head and face, which were clearly visible.
The palm of his right palm suddenly became hot, and a crazy and violent aura rushed to the outside world like a flood.
This was blocked by a feeling of cold and dead silence.
In addition to the process of spiritual secrets, Lumian, who was on the second floor of Mushu Hospital, trembled significantly.
His hair floated, his face was sometimes bright Lumianna, sometimes more handsome security guard Li Ming, his chest sometimes bulging, sometimes calming, his breath sometimes feminine and charming, sometimes masculine and violent......
He kept switching between these two states, but if he was missing one of them, his body would probably not be able to withstand it, and he would quickly collapse and become an out-of-control monster.
Lumian on the edge of the ancient well felt a terrifying will that could destroy everything, and felt that he was casting his gaze from the depths of the ancient well, staring at him.
Even with the ability of "ascetic", even if he had been forcibly controlling himself, Lumian couldn't help but break away from the secret ritual and opened his eyes.
His right palm was still tingling, more intense than ever, and his eyes were dark, a deep black that did not carry any life or even death.
In front of his eyes, a vortex suddenly appeared in the dark abyss of nothingness, a vortex that circled towards the bottom.
(End of this chapter)