Chapter 73: The special things we once obtained (added updates for Old Koller of the Golden Alliance)
Chapter 960: The special thing you have obtained (additional update for Old Koller of the Golden Alliance)
"A name that impresses you" sent a "Hi" emoticon:
"Want to play again?"
"I hope it will be more exciting than last night." Lumian put the phone to his mouth and replied using the voice input method.
Lao Xia, who was nearby, glanced at him, his eyes filled with envy and yearning:
The life of young people is so exciting...
As expected of a 22-year-old with a 7-year-old child...
It's a pity that I dare not...
Soon, Anderson replied to Lumian:
"You come and choose a place suitable for discussing some secrets."
"Okay." Lumian did not refuse.
"The time is set at six o'clock in the afternoon, I like the sun." Anderson sent an "OK" emoji.
After Lumian replied "No problem", the former strongest hunter in the Sea of Mist asked in text:
"Why is your WeChat name called 'Stupid'? Do you think you are not smart enough?"
Lumian laughed and said:
"I like Tarot cards very much and think the 'Fool' card is very cool. Calling myself 'Fool' is a kind of imitation."
"Sometimes, people always like to use high-sounding reasons to cover up their own problems. This is a sentence I like recently, and I give it to you." Anderson replied, sending a "bye" emoji.
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 their eyes met, Lumian nodded slightly as a greeting.
Zhou Mingrui hadn't run into him in the past two days, and it was indeed a daily job for security guards to patrol the floor, so he didn't show any vigilance and responded to him with a nod.
The two of them passed each other, and Lumian naturally checked whether there were any fire hazards around him.
He never thought of taking this opportunity to remind Zhou Mingrui of the existence of extraordinary power during the day. This was because the two parties were not ready to chat. Even if he forcibly hinted, the other party might not be willing to listen. Secondly, he had to wait for Franka to be kicked out.
The dream thing is truly over, otherwise it would be impossible to tell whether the subsequent abnormality is the aftermath of last night's reminder or the result of today's temptation.
When Zhou Mingrui saw that Li Ming, the security guard, did not behave or say anything strange, his doubts dissipated a little.
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At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun still illuminates the small square in front of the shopping mall, illuminating the facilities for children to play.
Inside a glass-sealed cylinder, six groups of seats rotate slowly.
Marine balls of various colors were constantly spraying out from the center of the cylinder, flying in all directions, and Ludwig was holding a fishing net with a pole to catch them.
Lumian sat next to him, like a real parent, and the group of seats adjacent to them belonged to Anderson.
Anderson has no children, but he is sitting here leisurely and contentedly. From time to time, he lifts his net bag and catches an ocean ball. There is no shame or embarrassment for an adult who accidentally enters a children's playground without a child.
At this time, no one else was there except the three of them, and they all went back to have dinner.
"It's very closed here. No one will disturb or eavesdrop. I've checked the facilities and there are no problems." Lumian said to Anderson with a smile. "I originally wanted to choose the carousel, but it doesn't have enough privacy to discuss secrets.
.”
While talking, they followed the seats and kept rotating around the middle of the cylinder.
"This effectively makes up for my lost childhood." Anderson glanced at Ludwig, then turned to Lumian and said, "Do you occasionally feel that this world is unreal, and that many people are like puppets in a theater?
, it seems normal at first glance, but some details frighten you?”
"Why are you talking to me and my girlfriend about this matter?" Lumian asked rhetorically without answering.
The girlfriend refers to Jenna.
Anderson laughed and said meaningfully:
"Because I feel that you are very real, more real than those around you."
Lumian then smiled:
"Yes, I occasionally feel that this world is unreal. It is like a huge dream. We seem to be making our own choices, but in fact we are pushed and guided by the subconscious mind of the dream owner until he wakes up.
, everything will disappear like a bubble.”
In the music of Jet Ocean Ball, the smile on Anderson’s face became more and more obvious:
"There is a time limit to play this project, we can't always stay here.
"I wonder if you have ever heard of the term 'God War Ruins'?"
Is this confirming each other's identities? Lumian glanced outside 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 is indeed easier to communicate with you than with someone else.
"Some people may have their brains in their boxing gloves."
Anderson continued:
“I took risks in the ‘God War Ruins’ and came into contact with some dangerous things, which caused some changes in myself:
"In a dream that is special enough, if I receive strong stimulation, I will get out of the dreaming state and remain awake to a certain extent in the dream."
Is this why you found that the dream city is unreal? Lumian did not question Anderson, 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 it's a pity that it can't be written in some books. After all, I am not the protagonist.
"In recent years, I have often dreamed about living in such a big city, which makes me full of expectations for sleep.
"In that dream, sometimes I was a language teacher, and sometimes I was an unachieved painter. They should be the same person, just in different states of life.
"Later, the painter became mute, and his painting level changed qualitatively.
"I was stimulated and woke up from the dream, gaining a certain level of clarity.
"I found out that someone actually gave me money to help me open a studio, open a hotel, evil knowledge, and such good things? Of course I have to accept it. How can I live up to their good intentions?"
In other words, Anderson's dream image was contaminated for some reason and became a real "painter", and this also stimulated the real Anderson, allowing his consciousness to use his own specialness to enter the dream? So, Anderson's dream image
There was a split. Sometimes it was Anderson, the cram school teacher, who was once the strongest hunter in the foggy sea. Sometimes it was Anderson, the mute painter. When Anderson, the cram school teacher, came into contact with us, he discovered that we were also outsiders. Lumian nodded with understanding.
This is actually similar to Roxanne's state, except that in reality Roxanne is not special in dreams and cannot come in personally to fight against the power of the gift and the pollution of the evil god.
"How about it? My story is pretty good, isn't it? Comment on it." Anderson suddenly changed the subject.
Lumian clapped his hands:
"What about the continuation of the story? If Anderson doesn't take the initiative to enter the dream in reality, the mute Anderson in the dream will not affect him."
Anderson spread his hands and said with a smile:
"Are you 100% sure it won't affect it?"
"No." Lumian answered honestly.
Anderson nodded with concern for out-of-school children:
"Besides, that dream was very interesting and fun. As human beings, we have to change our entertainment methods frequently.
"I told Daniz in the dream to be careful about turning me into a mute at night, but unfortunately, he didn't understand my hint. If I can get something to disguise myself as Edwina,
He should be more active in using his brain to think about what I said."
"You painted a mute painter on the painting? Do you also have the painting skills after the qualitative change?" Lumian asked about what happened last night.
Roxanne also drew another version of herself, and after Franka helped burn it, her condition improved a lot...
Is Anderson using my hand to "adjust" his own condition?
Anderson clicked his tongue and said:
"Don't you use the same body during the day and at night?
"The changes in the body are universal."
Lumian asked thoughtfully:
"In the dream, the 'painter' should not be able to make what he draws really come out of the drawing paper. There are too many obstacles."
All abilities should have been suppressed at the Sequence 7 level, and yesterday the Anderson could move freely around the community and could still speak before entering the studio.
Anderson laughed:
"There are always some specialties and exceptions in dreams. If the dream owner symbolizes loopholes, then his dream will inevitably have some loopholes. This is the manifestation of some of his symbols in the dream. Unless he controls it very clearly, it cannot be avoided.
"Mute Anderson didn't exist originally, it was just another state of mine, but he was hidden in the dream owner's thoughts and cognition, so once I drew it, he could become a person without intruding from the outside world.
True, but he couldn't leave the studio and was very weak."
The incarnation of Mr. Fool once knew a mute Anderson, or had he thought about what Anderson would look like when he became mute? Lumian nodded lightly and said:
"Then it was you who introduced me to the studio?"
Anderson said with an obvious smile:
"Of course, after I entered the studio, I took advantage of the opportunity you had to look at those oil paintings to leave through one of the reserved paintings, and activated the Mute Anderson painting.
"That's my studio, which is the home of 'Hunter'. There will definitely be additional decorations.
"After I changed my clothes and pants, you didn't recognize me?"
"Why do you want to change clothes and pants?" Lumian asked tentatively.
Anderson smiled again:
"Just kidding."
This is Anderson's style... Do all successful "hunters" have a tendency to play pranks? Lumian agreed with Anderson's statement. If it were him, he might do the same thing.
Anderson glanced at the entertainment facilities where the time was almost up:
"It's my turn to ask now, right?
"What do you want to do here?"
This doesn't feel like a question, more like a confirmation.
"Let the dream master wake up in the best and most human state." Lumian replied simply.
Anderson suddenly smiled:
"A few days ago, a foreigner came to visit the cram school. He is as real as you."
"What's his name?" Lumian asked calmly.
At this time, the ocean ball stopped erupting, and the rotation of the seat quickly slowed down until it stopped.
Anderson stood up, smiled and said:
"Zarathustra."
PS: This chapter is an additional update for Lao Kohler’s Gold Alliance. Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket. The second update will be at noon.