Amon? Jian Na, who was standing next to the car, was stunned for a moment.
She vaguely understood why she was able to arrive at Xingmeng Grocery Store in advance and get rid of the fatal "hallucination" at the most critical moment.
In this matter, Amon provided help, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!
She and Franka had already estimated the risks to the greatest extent, but they still didn't expect that the real situation would be so terrifying that they wouldn't even have a chance to escape from the dream!
This is under the premise that as a "witch", she belongs to the top group of extraordinary people of the same sequence in terms of survivability and life-saving ability.
Sure enough, Amon and his father are in the same camp as us on the matter of awakening Mr. Fool, but they hope for different progress, so he has not given help until now. Well, this help is for "fantasy"
"That evil god, if I fail today's mission and I die, and the painting returns to Roxanne's hands, will there be developments that Amon and his father don't want to see? For a moment, Jian Na thought of a lot,
I didn't even have time to be afraid.
"Help close the door." Amon, who had a monocle in his right eye socket, reminded Jenna with a smile like a real online ride-hailing driver.
Jian Na then returned to normal and closed the car door smoothly.
Watching the white car drive smoothly away from the street, Jiana, holding the cliff painting, rushed into the Star Dream Grocery Store without any concern for her image.
After feeling that the light had dimmed a lot, Jenna immediately relaxed.
Only then did she feel doubtful:
Why can Amon take my order accurately?
How did He know that we had obtained this painting and were delivering it to Star Dream Grocery Store today?
With everyone being suppressed at Sequence 7, relying on prophecy and divination cannot be so accurate...
Could it be said that the true gods will be more special when they arrive in the dream city, and the restrictions they receive are different from us?
So, Amon saved me by "coincidence" with the help of his father?
This can also explain why this painting makes it difficult for me to resist, and I can't even find a chance to save myself. If we were all at the level of Sequence 7, this shouldn't be the case. Or, in fact, I have a chance to get rid of its influence, but for the first time
Exposed to this type of attack, made a mistake in response, failed to discover the exploitable details in time? Jian Na looked at the oil painting in her arms, gathered her thoughts, and walked to the checkout counter at the innermost part of Xingmeng Grocery Store.
"Do you collect items with occult elements?" Jenna politely asked the shop owner who was playing with his mobile phone.
The shopkeeper slowly raised his head, and the blazing sunshine outside suddenly appeared to be blocked by clouds.
"I'll take it." She smiled slightly at Jenna.
Really know how to accept it? Jian Na felt happy and quickly put the oil painting in her arms on the cashier:
"Do you think it meets your requirements? How much is it worth?"
The shop owner stretched out a hand, raised the oil painting in front of him, looked at it for a few seconds and said:
"Thirty thousand."
How much? Jenna instinctively doubted her ears.
This is not to say that she thinks this strange oil painting has no mystical value and is not worth 30,000 yuan, but to her and Franka, this painting is a burden, a danger, and they have to give it away even if they pay for it.
Something to get out.
If the shop owner said that he would accept the painting if he had to pay her 30,000 yuan, Jian Na felt that after discussing it with Franka, she would give it even if she gritted her teeth.
As her thoughts flashed, Jian Na thought of a possibility:
Xingmeng Grocery Store is obviously an ally, and his current behavior is to provide more funds to his team!
And money has a very important symbolic meaning in the dream city.
Not giving it directly, but taking advantage of this opportunity to purchase occult items... This is because certain rules of the dream city must be met, rules that even the gods cannot violate? Equivalent exchange? If this is the case, Da Aka
It is quite difficult for the cards to provide each with a starting capital of two thousand... While Jian Na was thoughtful, she subconsciously thought about whether to make a counter-offer and raise the price a little higher.
Since they are friendly forces, they should be happy to see such behavior, which means they can provide more help.
After a brief weighing, Jenna gave up the idea
Opposite is the incarnation or projection of the true God, and the price quoted by him must be the one that he thinks is most appropriate, appropriate, and least likely to cause any abnormalities after careful consideration.
As far as dream consciousness is concerned, every item has an estimated price. If the price is too high, it is a problematic matter. It may involve illegal activities, and there must be stressful changes in the future? Thinking of this, Jian Na responded to the shop owner:
"Can."
When the shop owner actually transferred 30,000 yuan to her, she suddenly regretted letting Ludwig eat all the other paintings.
Maybe those can be exchanged for some money!
However, those are just paintings by Luo Shan, and they should not be very valuable. They may only be equivalent to Ludwig's late-night dinner expenses...
"Thank you." Jian Na thanked the shop owner again, turned around and walked out of Xingmeng Grocery Store.
The bright and brilliant sunshine from high in the sky fell and shone on her, giving her the feeling that the danger had completely receded.
It was only then that she began to be afraid.
There are still many things she wants to do, and there are still a few people she is reluctant to let go of.
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The entrance of Science and Technology Building.
Franka, who was wearing low-heeled shoes, carefully climbed up the steps.
The way she dressed now was something she had never done before, making her instinctively feel a little more insecure and ashamed.
This also made her more sensitive to the gazes and scrutiny around her, and she felt that the ones she admired were still acceptable, but the ones she thought were not polite or a bit disgusting before seemed to have increased in number, or were noticed by her more, and some people hurriedly followed them.
He rushed past her, took a few steps forward and looked back, thinking he was hidden, with a slightly disappointed expression.
It seems that her makeup, dress, and appearance are different from what I imagined after seeing her figure and clothes.
"How disappointed you are!" Franka quietly raised her middle finger and cursed secretly.
After she walked up the steps, she looked at the security guard at the door, but did not see Lumian.
I thought I could make eye contact at the door, but pretended not to know each other on the surface, just like in some spy dramas... Franka mumbled silently, entered the lobby, and walked towards the elevator.
Monitoring room.
Lumian sat in front of several large screens divided into multiple scenes, carefully examining each picture from a relatively short distance - yesterday's small incident gave Security Director Green an excuse to arrange for him to watch the surveillance and rotate
When patrolling floors, you no longer have to guard the gate.
Lumian quickly noticed Franka in the elevator room.
Although the other party deliberately made herself look uglier, wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and clothes that she had never worn before, he still recognized her.
"It's a pity that 'lie' is now only equivalent to top-level makeup skills. You can't adjust your height and body to a certain extent. Otherwise, the disguise effect will be better. It is still too eye-catching..." Lumian commented in his heart.
Two sentences.
Another security guard sitting next to him saw that he was looking at him very seriously, rolled his eyes, held his stomach and said:
"Xiao Li, my stomach hurts. I'm going to poop. You can watch it yourself."
Is this what the Internet calls paid shit? Lumian chuckled secretly and said:
"OK."
This couldn't be better. Maybe we'll have the opportunity to look through yesterday's surveillance and see how Zhou Mingrui reacted to my appointment in private and what he did!
When the colleague next to him actually went to the bathroom outside the surveillance room, Lumian discovered that Franka finally succeeded after failing to squeeze into the elevator twice in a row.
Suddenly, on the big screen, several pictures showing the situation inside the surveillance room suddenly turned black.
This... Lumian didn't move.
In other words, two or three seconds later, there was another person next to him.
That was Security Director Green wearing a thin blue suit.
Green looked at the big screen and said normally:
"Be careful with Huang Tao."
Be careful of Huang Tao? What relationship does Mr. Huang have with me, a male security guard? Lumian was confused for a while and asked flatly:
"Why?"
Green kept looking at the surveillance camera and explained simply:
"He betrayed his mother and is no longer her child."
No longer... It was before, isn't it now? Ms. "Magician" mentioned that during the whirlpool incident, although Emperor Russell fell, he also severely damaged the strongest "broker" and got rid of the pollution of the "Great Mother".
He raised the hope of resurrection... This is a different part of the same thing as Amon obtaining the consent of Mr. "The Fool" and borrowing power from his past self... Therefore, Mr. "The Fool" knew about Emperor Russell's
The state and subconscious cognition changed accordingly, causing Huang Tao in the dream city to no longer hide the pollution of the "Great Mother"? Lumian initially straightened out the logic.
This also made him discover a problem.
Before, he only knew that accidents and encounters in dreams might be reflected in reality, bringing about real death or dangerous promotions. But at this moment, he believed that changes in reality might also affect dreams, provided that Mr. Fool truly
perceived.
Dreams and reality are not one-way, they can interact... Lumian remembered this discovery, turned to Green and smiled:
"Are you wondering why, as the Son of God, I am not a woman?"
Green showed a puzzled expression:
"A mother's child can be of any gender, no gender, or multiple genders.
“These are not important, what is important is that we can reproduce and bring new life.
"Son of God, why do you ask such a question?"
Green's brows frowned slightly.
Of course it's to test you! Lumian replied with a smile in his heart.
Is he testing whether Green only senses that he is the Son of God, or whether he further knows that the current Son of God is Omi Bella, like Brother Broken Hand.
If Green knew that he "was" Omi Bella, he would be confused about the wrong gender. On the contrary, it means that he does not have the necessary wisdom, and is more like the NPC Franca said, but he was influenced by the "Great Mother".
And this also proves from another angle that there is a big problem with Brother Broken Hand being able to call out the name Omi Bella.
Lumian laughed and said to Green:
"I thought mother had let you know my true identity."
As he spoke, his hair grew longer little by little, and the lines on his face softened rapidly.