As time passed by, Lumian saw office workers leaving the science and technology building one after another, and carts came one after another from a less conspicuous place on the edge of the road, selling fried noodles, fried noodles, braised noodles, and fried skewers.
, barbecue and other food.
Cars with their lights on passed by these places, still busy.
It's okay for now... Lumian has long lost sight of Zhou Mingrui, but he didn't feel anything unusual.
At this time, Lao Xia walked in:
"Let's go and move around again, lest Captain Xu say we are hiding in the office and being lazy."
"Okay." Lumian nodded.
Then, he saw Lao Xia turning his body awkwardly.
"What's wrong with you? Is your waist injured?" Lumian stopped, still close to the window.
Lao Xia turned his head and said with a normal expression:
"I don't, what, ah..."
As he spoke, the opening and closing of his lips sometimes stopped, and his accent changed.
Without waiting for Lumian to respond, Lao Xia withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the door.
His knees, ankles, arms, and shoulders were as if they had been filled with lead, heavy and stiff, with a feeling of sluggishness.
Lumian suddenly recalled the puppet show he saw in the basement of the Alone Bar in Trier. He felt as if Lao Xia had an invisible thread tied to all his joints.
"Now Lao Xia is more like a puppet than a human being...
"He was transformed into a marionette?
"My thoughts seem to be stuck...
"I'm here too, being transformed into a marionette?"
Lumian was startled, lowered his head, and tried to raise his right arm.
In his line of sight, he raised his arm, stopped, raised it again, and stopped again, as if the Internet speed was slow when he was browsing videos.
Sure enough... Lumian's first reaction was that Tianzun was transforming himself into a marionette, but there was no painful and uncomfortable feeling like the fish leaving the water and the human being leaving the air described by Franka.
He immediately thought of another possibility:
Zarathustra or other subordinates of Tianzun are hiding in the dark, trying to deal with him!
Lumian moved his neck slightly and looked out the window.
He found that all the vehicles driving on the road stopped at the same time, but if they didn't brake instantly, they wouldn't be able to stop their forward motion.
After a brief freeze, the vehicles continued to drive.
After two seconds, they stopped again.
This makes Lumian feel as if he is watching a surveillance video, frame by frame!
Not only vehicles, but also chow mein vendors and their customers are experiencing similar, abnormal lags.
"Dreamland, in the city, only the Heavenly Lord, or Mr. Fool, can achieve such a large-scale secret puppet transformation...
"Abnormal, here it comes..."
Lumian tried hard to concentrate and was ready to voluntarily exit the dream.
Although he didn't know why his experience was different from Franka's, the current situation and the changes around him made him feel that this was not something he could get rid of or fight with his own personal ability.
The only solution is to voluntarily exit the dream before turning into a marionette.
Of course, Lumian did not put it into practice immediately because he did not need to use the "information crush box" to delete important contacts on his mobile phone. This had been done in advance. He still had a certain amount of time to experience the current changes to see if
Can observe some hidden information.
After more than ten seconds, Lumian's thoughts suddenly became smoother, and he no longer felt like his head was stuffed with paste.
"Okay? No longer a Marionette?" Lumian was looking outside and found that the vehicles on the road no longer stopped strangely.
The vendors and pedestrians are back to normal.
"Why are you still not moving? What are you thinking about?" Lao Xia turned sideways again and urged Lumian.
Lumian's eyes moved slightly and he said with a smile:
"Ouch, my stomach hurts. I have to go to the toilet."
After saying that, he started running, passed Lao Xia, and ran into the public restroom on this floor.
Lao Xia looked at his back and cursed funnyly:
"Lazy cows, lazy horses pee a lot!"
Lumian entered a compartment, locked the door, and quickly used "Spirit World Travel".
He was "teleported" to another public restroom and appeared in mid-air on the male side.
Seeing that there was no one in the cubicle below, Lumian fell down lightly and locked the door.
This is the hotel where Zarathustra stayed. Before Lumian went to "wait" outside Li Keji's ward of the Red Moon Hospital, he walked around here and stepped on the spots - although he took the initiative to assassinate Zarathustra.
Zarathustra's plan was temporarily shelved by him and he changed it to using Li Keji to ambush possible enemies. However, if there was plenty of time, he would still make more preparations to prevent Zarathustra from choosing to use indirect methods.
Clean up Li Keji, and when the time comes, the alternative plan may become a regular one.
Lumian took out a mirror and placed it on top of the water tank.
Then, he pressed his right hand up.
His figure suddenly leaned forward, quickly blurred, and entered the glass mirror.
With the help of the mirror world, he traveled through the glass window of Zarathustra's suite.
Under the darkness of night, there is no doubt that this is a real mirror.
Lumian did not put his face close to the glass mirror, but peeked at the situation in the room from a distance.
He was not sure whether Zarathustra had returned to the hotel, maybe he was still out socializing, and he did not dare to use divination to find the current location of Zarathustra for fear of arousing the alert of a real "divineer".
The next second, he saw a figure. The figure was wearing a black formal suit and had slightly messy white hair. It was hanging above the main light and swaying gently, like the body of a hanged man.
Zarathustra!
This... Lumian was a little shocked:
"Zarathustra was hanged by Mr. Fool, just like he hanged the Angel of God?
"Is the explicit statement I made to Zhou Mingrui this afternoon really effective?
"I originally only wanted to get Zarathustra kicked out of the dream, and I was also prepared to pay the price for my own chance to enter the dream..."
While Lumian was in a state of confusion, he saw twisted, wriggling, transparent maggots falling from Zarathustra's body.
As soon as these insects landed on the bed and the ground, they quickly faded and disappeared, as if they were just phantoms.
Lumian then saw a figure walking out of the void.
The figure was wearing a black formal suit, with all white hair, a thick beard on his face, and eyes that were dark blue to almost matte black.
Zarathustra!
Another Zarathustra!
Zarathustra is alive!
Zarathustra raised his head and looked at "himself" hanging on the chandelier with an expressionless face.
The hanging figure quickly faded into transparency like the maggots that fell before, until it disappeared.
"What was just hung up was the historical pore image of Zarathustra?
"Zarathustra sensed the danger in advance and summoned the historical image to replace himself? Otherwise, at the level of Sequence 7, the historical image will not last long..." Lumian withdrew his gaze and did not look at Zarathustra again.
So as not to be noticed by the other party.
The information provided by the Major Arcana Cards introduces the abilities of "divineer" to Sequence 3 "ancient scholar" in more detail. When it comes to Sequence 2 "Miracle Master", it only briefly talks about what a wish is and what it is.
Miracles, and further up, the Major Arcana cards barely mentioned it, and the terms grafting and fooling were only mentioned a little later to explain specific things.
Lumian stood in the empty and dark area behind the mirror, and based on the different encounters between himself and Zarathustra, he made certain assumptions about what just happened:
"Preliminarily, it is definitely the abnormality caused by me reminding Zhou Mingrui during the day.
"On my side, all the pedestrians and cars within the range were affected by marionette transformation, not just me... This shows that my reminder to Zhou Mingrui did attract Tianzun's attention, but because it was done during the day,
, so Tianzun cannot lock me accurately and can only roughly circle a range?
"In the collective marionette transformation, if I resist or struggle with my extraordinary abilities, I will be quickly locked by the Heavenly Lord. And if I choose to exit the dream to avoid danger, the Heavenly Lord's purpose will be achieved, and I will consume one time to enter and exit the dreamland.
Opportunity... is really treacherous...
"My reminder to Zhou Mingrui was also perceived by Mr. Fool, and the name Zarathustra was also mastered by him. As a result, Zarathustra encountered a targeted and rapid secret puppet transformation, but
This is sustained by images within the pores of history…
"Why is Zarathustra so calm now? Is this the 'Faceless Man'? Or, he is convinced that before new changes occur, Mr. Fool's gaze will only come once, and if he escapes it, he will really
Escaped?
"Let Roshan test Zhou Mingrui tomorrow to see if he still remembers Zarathustra's threat. If he remembers, and Zarathustra has not been transformed into a marionette or kicked out of the dream, then it should be
It was Tianzun who provided help and resolved this incident with a death projected by history...
"Can we use a similar method to avoid being kicked out of the dream?
"Or, the threat in others' mouths is still different from the stimulation in person, so the experiences of Franka and Zarathustra are also different..."
Thinking of this, Lumian quietly looked outside the mirror again.
He saw Zarathustra walking to the door like no one else, opening the door, letting a few followers in, and discussing tomorrow's business negotiations with them.
Lumian felt regretful.
Just now, he was thinking about whether to take advantage of the opportunity of Zarathustra's historical projection to appear and conduct a surprise assassination!
His current curse still has the property of not being transferred by the "Paper Man Stand", as long as it is indeed the original body that is affected.
After taking a look at the followers and weighing the possibility that there was an extraordinary person among them, Lumian silently left the glass window that could serve as a mirror and shuttled back to the toilet.
Not even two seconds after he left, Zarathustra and his followers in the room either half-turned their bodies or turned their heads sideways, all looking at the glass window at the edge of the living room that reflected the night light.
…………
In a cheap hotel.
Anthony, who was in self-isolation after coming into contact with Peng Deng, sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for any abnormalities that might come.