Gwen from the front desk car came once, but didn't look at it carefully. At that time, she was preparing to find a place to live to avoid ending up on the street. Now she is free.
A curved bar that serves both as a bar and a front desk is arranged on the left hand side of the entrance, with a free large hexagonal fireplace in the middle. This fireplace is like a hexagonal table, but six sides are empty, and there is a red icon in the middle.
It's an egg-like metal that's generating heat.
Before Gwen could walk over, she felt a rolling heat wave coming towards her face.
So warm...
"But does this count as my weakness? Do I want to go outside to enjoy the cold wind to wake up?" Gwen thought about this question.
Overcoming people's comfort zone nature is also something he likes to do, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He has already exercised his will today.
Never practice more is his slogan.
Exercise properly and don't push yourself to the limit. This is why in his previous life, he was able to maintain a peak state that no one else had for so many years.
Reasonable planning, the pursuit of a romantic life, a life as exciting as boiling water, but not the pursuit of instant youth and short-lived beauty.
...Of course, it’s not just a matter of staying away.
Around the fireplace in the middle of the room, there were residents in twos and threes. They brought small tables and canvas-like cushions with them. Most of them were people called Ronns with dog ears. There were also a few Wills.
The Ji people are the people with cat ears. Then there are the Shade people with bear ears who are lazily drinking tea and playing cards.
As for the last major race of people in Utopia, the 'Lutes', they went to bed early. The Lutes live a sophisticated and solitary life, unlike the other three types of people who like to drink tea together at night, talk about literature and play cards... Although the memory
It shows that people in Utopia are often addicted to food.
But food is relative.
As long as the opponent is good enough, it will be an even match, and it will be a fair and square victory!
In addition to people playing cards, you can also see ‘special talents’.
They were two adult women, sitting foot-to-foot on either side of a portable table used as a small bookshelf, which was piled with books.
One of them, Ron, with red hair and wolf-like ears, read out in a bright voice:
"The ghoul is the embodiment of 'desire' and cannot control its foolish and blind nature... In the depths of the abyss, there is something in the train track under the train... The hoarse voice said, countless words that are too chaotic to be verified.
The only sentence that came out of his mouth was, 'His lover's body was dug out and eaten by some kind of creature'..."
The secret book contains knowledge, and knowledge contains source power. The vibration of source power can attract Utopians, because every Utopian instinctively pursues source power.
Gwen learned through memory that this behavior was called "public discussion and reading of the secret book" and was not illegal.
But the identity of ordinary users is illegal.
In Utopia, religious groups other than the two major legal religious groups are all called "society". Similarly, it is not illegal to have source power, but it is illegal to guide others to learn source power, and source power envoys develop similar and inferior skills.
The online method also uses communities to develop.
The purpose of publicly reading and discussing the Secret Code is to attract 'sufficiently qualified people'.
Even those who are not qualified enough can still be used as coolies. Not every source of power has the same physical fitness as Gwen.
However, these two people are not source energy envoys. In Gwen's eyes, they are like candles that are being lit. They are weak, with half a foot stepping into the transcendent, but they have not yet illuminated the black fog around them and seen their own.
'landscape'.
Gwen walked to the front desk, lifted her pajamas that were short to her thighs, tied the laces of her nightgown, and removed the source of power.
"Interesting phenomenon."
A large number of sources of light appeared in the air. They sank into nature and slowly dispersed. After about 4 seconds, Gwen's sense of presence 'came back'.
The clerk at the front desk looked at him, his eyes widening in surprise.
Weakening the sense of presence cannot do what is done in some comics. The so-called "weakening" requires "reasonable" foil. If you don't interrupt at this time, maybe the orderly will look at the opened door. If there is
I thought about repairing the 'picture' through my subconscious mind through 'the picture I had ignored', and realized that 'something was wrong'.
So just respond accordingly.
Before the attendant could think about it, Gwen said first: "Mushroom tea, I heard from the driver that everyone has a free share of 200 grams of mushroom tea?"
Mushroom tea is closer to sugar cube-shaped 'tea sugar'. When you throw it into a cup of hot water, the aroma of mushrooms will emerge, but it also has the aroma of tea. Mushroom tea is also used to interact with a wonderful creature, the cat.
The way the lamps get in touch is that the creature is quite mysterious, but harmless, so most people in Utopia ignore it.
...It is said that some of the Source Power Envoys can conclude trade with the cat lantern.
Gwen was convinced that the huge glowing hair ball on the tree in the scenery in her mind should be the cat lantern. Although it was much fatter than a normal cat and could also glow, it was still a cat.
……cat.
He thought of words like cunning hunter, wilderness survival master and dangerous creature.
Gwen admits that he has nothing like these traits. Although it may be a bit unbelievable to say it, he personally thinks that he should be regarded as a lazy person.
"It's Gwen who is staying in the deluxe room today...sir, right?"
The waiter was a little embarrassed to tell the difference.
Gwen didn't blame him. After taking a shower, she let down her long hair, coupled with the unisex shorts, long-sleeved pajamas and soft and beautiful nightgown. There would be no hysterical roaring thoughts and involuntary insults.
"Yes." Gwen waited with a little anticipation.
“Mushroom tea mushroom tea…”
The waiter bent down and rummaged hard at the bar for more than ten seconds before he found a brass scale and a wooden box containing mushroom tea cubes.
In order to get closer to the status of 'Utopia Train Folklorist' on her current ID card, Gwen deliberately asked curiously: "Isn't it a brass box?"
The next standard move of 'I've heard of xx...' has not been used yet.
The orderly's animal ears stood up like exploding hair: "That can cause metal poisoning!"
...The level of common sense in Utopia is a little higher than imagined.
Gwen was defeated in her first attack.
But the other goal was achieved. 200 grams of mushroom tea cubes were packed in a small box modified from a cigarette box and handed to him.
Holding the box, Gwen walked back.
When passing by the pair of women who were still openly discussing the secret scriptures, I listened pretending to be curious (actually, I was really curious). Then the dog-eared girl among them enthusiastically stuffed the pamphlet into her hand and was told:
"Read it, this is knowledge..."
The other one was probably a Wilgi with cat ears. She said gloomily: "...This can improve your vision."
"Vision," Gwen repeated with feigned innocence.
The cat-eared man raised his chin proudly: "It's the broadening of horizons. Just like when people see a gun pointed at them, they can understand that the gun is a threat and run away. This booklet can make you like
Discerning the 'gun' is like identifying the threat from the invisible abyss we should not discuss."
"Invisible...threat?" Gwen pretended to be an innocent little boy and was about to vomit herself. She subconsciously bit her lip and frowned.
Sister Rongen boldly raised her mushroom tea cup and said loudly: "Ghouls, soul-stealing demons, demon deer-headed monsters...and..."
She lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "...strange stories and curses. Have you probably heard of the Mind Flayer?"
…I am.
Gwen smiled, lowered her head and pinched the long hair beside her ears: "I've heard of it. It's a model that fits the weird stories circulating in the popular society model."
"Model? Ha! That's the real thing."
Sister Wilkie, the cat lady, used the tone of discussing with you in the classroom at 3:30 in the afternoon whether the two students under the window pouted yesterday, and said with a hint of sadness: "Lee West Caird is dead.
Yes, the mind flayer did it!"
...yes, I did it...wait? Who?
Gwen was silent as she recalled her memories, especially the memory of 'Mind Flayer Gwen'.
"The pills were smashed, the eyes were poked out, and the chest was cut open to take out the heart... This is cruel."
…Oh, I was there, I did it!
Gwen couldn't hold herself any longer and waved her hands quickly. It looked like she was frightened to outsiders. She said goodbye with a pale face and returned to her room.
