When the platform disappeared from sight, Lumian observed the situation in the carriage.
The seats are made of wood, the windows are narrow, and there is insufficient light. The other passengers seem to be communicating, but there is no sound, as if they are performing a mime.
Jenna and Anthony, who had experienced something similar for the first time, were also quietly examining everything around them. Ludwig was eating the illusory delicious snacks painfully and intently. Franka was in a lower mood, leaning on the side of the carriage and looking out.
The view outside:
Large tracts of pastures and lush fields recede quickly, mixed with old castles and classical villages, as beautiful as an oil painting.
Gradually, Franka saw the palaces made of frost, the houses flying above the clouds, and the pairs of glass slippers dancing in the square in the distance...
The scene outside the steam train began to become dreamy, like a fusion of fairy tales.
Not long after, the iron-black steam train drove into the fog, and it was no longer possible to see what was outside the window.
Lumian, Franka and others instinctively clenched the lucky gold coin in their hands. No one spoke and remained silent, fearing that any unnecessary movements would prevent them from entering Mr. Fool's dream.
In the thick, dream-like mist, the iron-black steam train that drove out of fantasy moved forward rapidly with a bang.
At some point, Lumian felt that the sound of the train's wheels colliding with the junction of the rails became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared.
Suddenly, a female voice sounded in their ears:
"Does anyone want it?
"Lunch boxes, snacks, ice cream, drinks and specialty beef jerky..."
Franka sat upright on the ground, with an expression of shock and confusion.
She stood up suddenly, turned around, and looked at the entrance of the carriage. She saw a woman wearing a white shirt, a purple skirt, and a small purple bonnet pushing a metal multi-story car.
Car, move closer to yourself and others.
The trolley was layered with colorful things, drinks in strange bottles and lunch boxes stacked on top of each other.
This... Franka's eyes instinctively glanced at both sides of the multi-story trolley, and found that the passengers who were originally just shadows had become very clear. They were wearing the clothes that often appeared in her dreams, or were playing quietly.
Different brands of mobile phones, or whispering with companions, and sometimes the sound of children crying.
This was a scene Franca wanted to see again in her dreams, but at this moment, encountering it on such an occasion made her shudder and inexplicably fearful.
Is this, is this Mr. Fool’s dream?
"What's wrong?" Lumian stood up and asked in a low voice.
He has noticed that the carriage has changed, even the seats and backrests have become soft, as if wrapped in thick, blue-dyed cotton.
He also noticed that the dressing and speaking styles of those passengers were obviously different from those of himself and others.
But that's not the reason for Franka's drastic change in expression.
This is a dream, nothing should be surprising when you encounter it!
Franca moved her lips a few times, looked back at Anthony who was sitting in the front row with Ludwig, lowered her voice, and said to Lumian and Jenna:
"It's exactly the same as the same scene in my world..."
Lumian immediately understood why Franka behaved like that just now, and he deliberately said in a nonchalant tone:
"Have you forgotten Tianzun?
"He also comes from that world. Isn't it normal for dreams involving him to have corresponding scenes?"
"That's true..." Franka showed a self-deprecating smile, "I was too excited and too scared, so I ignored this."
Indeed, this is normal!
This is also the sleeping dream of the Heavenly Lord!
Jian Na also stood up, looked around for a few seconds and said:
"In other words, we have entered Mr. Fool's dream?"
As she spoke, she opened her right palm and found an extra ticket under the shiny lucky gold coin, which read:
“Ningbei—Yangdu”
Although Jenna only recognized the numbers on the ticket, it did not prevent her from understanding the meaning of those strange words. Similarly, the passengers sitting on the other side of the aisle also understood her Intis language and looked sideways in confusion.
He glanced at them, but after noticing their strange clothes, he seemed to think it was normal, so he withdrew his gaze.
——According to Ms. "Magician"'s previous explanation, in Mr. "Fool"'s dream, there is no need to worry about language barriers and text incomprehension. This is essentially communicating with Mr. "Fool"'s subconscious, and "Fool"
Sir masters all languages.
Of course, being able to intuitively understand the meaning of unfamiliar words does not mean that you can understand it deeply. Jian Na was worried about this problem before, but Ms. "Magician" reassured them. Now, Jian Na finally understood why Ms. "Magician" didn't
Concerned about this issue:
Franka knows these words, and she can be the most reliable translator!
"It should be." Lumian carefully put away the lucky gold coin and just held the ticket.
After Jenna noticed that other passengers could understand what she and others were saying, she asked Franka in a very low voice:
"What are those people holding?"
Very strange look...
Lumian immediately relied on the car window and used the "bottle of fiction" to include the two rows of seats where he and others were sitting, while making the barrier appear transparent.
Franka suddenly became energetic, completely forgetting her previous disappointment and shock, and introduced with a smile:
"That's a mobile phone. It's a product of scientific development. It integrates telegraph communication, dramatic performances, mirror messaging and other effects. It has more functions than you can imagine. I'll get a few of them later and teach you how to use them in detail.
It’s so hard to explain clearly now!”
As she spoke, Franka looked proud:
"That's a T-shirt, that's jeans, that's sneakers..."
As soon as she said this, Ludwig started shouting:
"I want a lunch box, I want snacks, I want ice cream, I want a drink, I want beef jerky!"
The little boy swallowed his saliva, completely forgetting the fact that the food in his dream was all fake.
"Well, Ms. Magician told us to abide by the law as much as possible." Franka looked at Lumian, "I remember that there was cash in the briefcase Ms. Justice gave us."
Lumian opened his briefcase, took out a brand new stack of red banknotes, and lifted the "bottle of fiction".
"Two thousand yuan per person." He said to his companions.
"It's okay." Franka just nodded, then looked at Ludwig with a sad face, "This child's meal expenses for a day must be thousands..."
This is without eating good food!
"There is always a way to make money." Lumian spent 200 yuan on five box lunches.
Franka struggled for a moment and said:
"Give it all to Ludwig. Although I really want to relive the delicious food in my memory, I shouldn't waste my money here. There will be better choices in the future."
After stacking all five lunch boxes in front of Ludwig, Jenna asked in a low voice:
"Can I see Mr. Fool's identity information in the dream now?"
She found that many passengers around her were peeking at her and Franka, and she sat down again.
Lumian thought about it and said:
"We haven't arrived at the station yet. Let's wait a little longer and wait until we get out of the destination station."
Caution is paramount!
While talking, Lumian took out a mirror and threw it into the gap between Ludwig and the backrest.
He was trying to use the mirror illusion to cover up the exaggeration that Ludwig could eat five lunch boxes in one go and still be only half full.
He had just noticed that someone was secretly pointing the cell phone that Franca mentioned at this side, and his spiritual intuition told him that it would be better not to let the abnormal things appear in front of the public.
"Isn't there a clanking sound from this train?" Janna and Franka started chatting.
Franka smiled in a showy tone:
"Of course, this is the latest train, and it's very fast!"
She pointed to the display screen at the front of the carriage, which showed the real-time speed. The numbers and symbols used were familiar to Jenna.
Thank you Emperor Russell!
Franka enthusiastically introduced all the details that confused Lumian, Jenna, and Anthony, and corrected their views from time to time, such as:
"Is this place more open than Trier? I think you can expose your arms and legs..."
"No, no, no, we are far behind Trier. This is just freedom of dressing, and it does not offend other people in public. It is a sign of being educated and civilized. We are not as open as Trier in private!"
"Then what we look like now isn't too strange?"
"Don't worry, just say you're going to the Comic Con!"
“What is Comic-Con?”
"..."
During this exchange, the train finally drove out of the fog, and a majestic city with countless tall buildings appeared in front of it. Each tall building seemed to be comparable to a mountain peak, and its surface was covered with glass curtain walls, which shimmered under the sunlight.
A golden light.
Both Lumian and Jenna instinctively held their breath, as if they were approaching the kingdom of gods.
That is a miracle on earth, that is a city on a hill!
Franka also stopped talking, her blue eyes staring at the city, her expression seemed like nostalgia and sadness.
The train gradually slowed down, entered the city, and finally stopped at a clean, bright and spacious platform.
The other passengers in this carriage disappeared suddenly, as if the weaver could no longer maintain it. After Lumian, Franka and others looked at each other, they led Ludwig out of the train first, followed by Jane in "fancy clothes".
Na, Franca and Anthony.
Together with a large number of passengers coming out of other carriages, they took the self-operating escalator and left the platform. Under the guidance of "guide" Franka, they left the station all the way to the square outside. No one spoke along the way.
Seeing that the people around him were gradually moving away and the area began to become empty, Lumian took out the brown briefcase given by Ms. Justice, extracted the information related to Mr. Fool's identity in the dream, and unfolded it.
in the sight of his companions.
Franka immediately saw a name written in her native language at the beginning of the information:
"Zhou Mingrui."
PS: The first update is asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket~