Swamp Mother commented on Hades who left in anger.
Perhaps he was more relieved than angry.
Her topic returned to Lu Li from Hades: "What are you going to do next?"
"After taking back the land of light?"
"Um."
"Go find Paradise Valley."
"This is too fast..."
As expected, they will regain the Land of Light before the end of April, which means that Lu Li will have to leave just after solving the problem of the habitat.
"The camp doesn't need me anymore." Lu Li replied.
What the Promised Land needs next is restoration and reproduction.
Restore science and multiply the population.
It's still a long way from tracing back to the glorious days of science and mysticism.
The population of the camp is too small and the Land of Hope is too large. Even if the overall population is a hundred times larger, old Belfast cannot return to its former bustle.
"Whenever we need you..."
The motherland of the swamp has a soft voice.
Lu Li didn't say anything else. It won't take long, and when all the forbidden areas are solved, his symbolic significance will be greater than its actual significance.
Not long after, the twisted shadow came to the terrace.
"How is Elena?" Swamp Mother asked.
"She fell asleep."
The twisted shadow sat on the empty seat, and the Swamp Mother rang the bell and asked the maid who appeared to prepare another breakfast. Her narrow eyes looked at Lu Li: "Now can you tell us what happened in the Whirlpool Land?"
For example, how Lu Li entered the whirlpool at dawn and solved it before noon.
Is it another miracle like resolving an old mother's death?
Lu Li briefly told what happened: The Land of Whirlpool selected him as a sacrifice, allowed him to go all the way to the ladder altar, and then called on the existence deep in the starry sky to annihilate the remaining consciousness of the God of Whirlpool.
"You shouldn't use this power too much." The Swamp Mother knew about Prada's fall and was afraid of the existence deep in the starry sky.
"I know."
This is the second time Lu Li has used it. The last time was against the existence that coveted the God of the Deep Sea.
And the gaze of the imaginary being in the dream easily obliterates a powerful evil god, just like a child piling up the outline of an oil lamp with gravel, and then it really begins to bloom.
This kind of thing is terrifying beyond description.
But Lu Li had no choice, unless he could accept the fall of the Land of Light, and this place would become their burial place.
"Lu Li is preparing to leave after regaining the Land of Light."
Ending the topic, Swamp Mother told the twisted figure the content of the previous conversation.
"Where are you going...?"
“Paradise Valley.”
"Looking for your family? Only when you lose it can you realize how valuable it is. I support you..." The twisted shadow thought of her sister: "I will go with you to find the land of light."
"I will go alone."
Lu Li rejected them. He didn't plan to bring anyone with him. The Land of Light needed more power to protect it than he did.
Mastering the dreamer means that Lu Li has the power to fight against the strange.
After briefly talking about the future of the Land of Light, Lu Li finished his breakfast and returned to the island in the middle of the lake to rest.
Under the dual influence of the Doomsday Apocalypse and the dreamer, sleep was no longer necessary for Lu Li. Even if he didn't rest for a week, it wouldn't be difficult to affect his condition, but Lu Li was used to the short-term peace brought by rest.
and the necessary relaxation after the war.
The light shines into the wooden house, the breeze blows the curtains, and the comfort in the sun makes people relax.
The pure white stone on the table holds the notes, surrounded by the Swamp Mother's crown of thorns.
The pure white stone is no longer useful for those who master the dream. After a slight pause, Lu Li packed it up in an empty wooden box and put it deep in the drawer.
He leaned forward to cover the window and closed the curtains. Lu Li lay down on the bed and fell asleep slowly in the peaceful wooden house.
Then he had continuous, out-of-control, horrifying nightmares for the first time in a long time.
Lu Li was bathing in front of the sunny coast under the gentle breeze. The blue water in front of him suddenly became as deep as ink, condensing into the outline of his eyes, and whispered: "I found you..."
Lu Li was walking on a bustling street with people coming and going. A circus carriage, long and narrow and oval, like an eyeball, passed by and buzzed: "I found you."
Lu Li was sitting on a cliff overlooking the bustling city. The pedestrians walking along the street like ants suddenly gradually gathered together, forming a giant eye on the ground and making a loud noise.
"Found you!"
Lu Li woke up from his nightmare.
The desk reflected the glow in the sun, and the closed window was blown open by the wind at some point.
It was still noon and he hadn't slept for long.
Lu Li left the bed and got away from the nightmare that was waiting for him.
Recalling the continuous nightmares, compared to the shadow caused by the experience in the Whirlpool Land, it was more like a warning to the dreamer. Since then, Lu Li has never had a dream where he lost control.
Is the "Gate" looking for me? Or is it an existence deep in the starry sky...
Lu Li stopped resting and walked out of the wooden house.
The Twisted Cultists walked around the edges of the camp, bringing back strange things captured in old Belfast, just like ant colonies returning to their ant nests carrying food after going out for hunting.
The residents formed another team. After the Twisted Shadow became a god and the Vortex Land was resolved, they moved from the shelter back to the surface and returned to their respective homes.
Lu Li looked at them from a distance, and the shadow of the dream demon appeared again, almost thinking that they were about to condense into eyes.
Standing under the swaying Annie tree to regain his mind, Lu Li returned to the wooden house and summoned the businessman Anthony to bring today's camp internal affairs notes.
The Crown of Thorns crawled up Lu Li's palm like a caterpillar, crawled along his arm and shoulders to the top of his head, and formed a ring in his mouth.
Lu Li looked through the Weiner Underground City, the newspapers of the Earth-dwelling Trading Company, some of the information about the town of the gods, and the finances of the Land of Light: because the Weiner Underground City has not yet changed from a demander to a supplier, it is responsible for the underground city.
Financially bright places are clearly living beyond their means.
Although Lu Li's contribution to the merchants was enough to last until the death of this generation, no one was sure how long his contribution in exchange for shillings and the strange currency would last.
Excluding those small and unsustainable trades, the only stable external trade commodity of human society is the sunshine box.
Sunshine boxes are simple to make and almost cost-free. The only cost is the wooden box itself. Only the production is limited. However, as a "luxury product", too many sun boxes will lower the price.
Only by maintaining rare attributes can profits be guaranteed.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Li asked the businessman Anthony to ask the Dijuren Trading Company if they wanted to rent out the sunshine box.
This allows the output of the sunshine box to remain unchanged while generating income.
Merchant Anthony left and came back just as quickly, and passed without any surprise with the praise of the Earth-dwelling firm: You are like having the head of an Earth-dwelling person. Increased
Lu Li continued to look through the notes and suddenly saw a group of familiar figures: the current situation of the knight team.
They fell into the water yesterday and were rescued by the Twisted Cultists, but unfortunately they were contaminated because they were too close to the Twisted Temple.
Now they are caught between:
He is no longer a human being, nor is he a Christian.