Freshmen walked into the canopy auditorium amidst calls one after another.
The professors in the seats and the students at the long tables welcomed him with applause.
Lu Li stood quietly at the edge of the auditorium, as if he was isolated from the hustle and bustle, unnoticed and unnoticed.
Scan every smiling, cheering, and excited face in the auditorium.
Not here.
Lu Li stepped out of the auditorium, placed his palm on the door and slowly pushed it open.
The elder gatekeeper, whose cloak puffed out like a brown bat gliding close to the ground, led the younger students through the corridor. Lu Li followed them and broke into the platform extending from the tree trunk layer.
Eyeballs with wings floating in the air, their pupils emitting fluorescence slightly brighter than fluorite, wandering in groups, like the broken moon shrouded in broken clouds.
The lower grade students huddled together like quails, not daring to disperse.
Lu Li stepped out of the team and looked at the faces and figures of every student and professor.
Not here either.
Lu Li stepped onto the steps and stepped into the swaying shadows.
Da da da da——
Standing on both sides of the streets crowded with residents, the camps participating in the March Tournament were slowly passing through the long street. Lu Li stared at the silhouettes passing by.
Not in a long motorcade either.
Lu Li turned around and squeezed into the crowd. The surroundings suddenly became dark, and the sound of suppressed breathing could be heard all around. The contestants from the Giant Tree Academy were riding the elevator down into the swamp.
Squeezing through the players, looking at each revealed face.
Not here either.
Lu Li stepped sideways through the gap formed by the two shoulders, as if passing through a gate, and the extended street spread out in front of him. Silhouettes stood on both sides of the streets of Midnight City.
I walked the last part of the road again and calmly observed every outline, but until I reached the circular square where the ancient stone seals were stored, I still couldn't find the source of the gardener's soul.
Lu Li escaped from the dream and slowly woke up.
"Who is it?" Claire, who was combing the black cat with a wooden comb, lowered her head and asked.
"Not found."
Lu Li sat up again, but he also had an unexpected surprise: "I found Lizard Maid No. 1."
"who is she?"
"A senior student participating in the Triwizard Tournament, I don't know the name."
"What do you want to do?"
"Get me a drawing board and pen."
Lu Li left Claire and the comb: "Return the memory with the dream and the crown of knowledge, but before that, let her believe."
Without stories, without contact, dreams and crowns of knowledge can only serve as weights, not evidence for the Lizard Maid to believe.
Claire asked Lizard Maid No. 1 to bring what Lu Li needed and continued to ask, "What about the gardener?"
"You can skip it for now."
Lu Li hasn't figured out how to help the gardener yet.
"It won't agree." Claire said, the gardener is still anxiously waiting for the results.
But if they want to confirm the identity of the gardener, they must narrow down the scope and confirm who can become the lord - the farmer and the chef are the only targets.
The lizard maid brought a drawing board, paints and pens, but was left behind by the head maid when she was leaving.
I hope she can be keenly aware of the changes the maid has made towards her and accept the truth.
He asked Claire to lay the drawing board on the carpet, and Lu Li grabbed the brush with his cat's paw and painted on the drawing board. But without the doomsday apocalypse book, Lu Li's painting could only barely distinguish obvious features such as long hair and a hooked nose.
"I didn't expect little Lemi's style to be so childlike." Claire's snickering was carried to every corner of the bedroom by the breeze.
"You can just say the painting is ugly."
Lu Li gave up using paintings to restore the soul of the gardener and the lizard maid he saw, and instead released the dreamer.
"Do you want her to watch too?" Claire looked at the lizard maid.
"If you're ready to tell them the truth now."
After some hesitation, Claire decided to let the lizard maid stay. They needed helpers, the more the better.
Taking away the drawing board, Lu Li jumped onto the desk. The dream blurred from behind, and the outline of the gardener curled up in the body emerged.
"I don't know him either..."
Claire said that of course she didn't remember. Lu Li then imagined a woman in robe standing next to him, with long flaxen hair flowing down, holding a crystal ball.
"This is you."
The black cat eyes looked at the lizard maid.
"I don't understand what the guest said." the lizard maid said hoarsely.
Claire cooperated and took out "The Sunken Land": "The answer is in this book... Does it appear in the scene?"
"No." Lu Li replied.
They just rode the same elevator together.
Claire continued: "Although you don't appear, your past is closely related to the story."
Facing the books handed to her, the lizard maid lowered her head and said, "Master, I don't know how to read."
"Well……"
The lingering breeze of euphoria stops for a moment.
"You can tell her."
"Why didn't Little Leimi tell it?"
Claire resisted and then learned that Lu Li was planning to sneak into the castle or the Bloody Farm. Claire suggested the latter and let her do it - the "strange shadows" they created caused the bat monsters to frequently wander around the territory, making the castle a forbidden area and making it difficult for the farm to do so.
sneak into.
"Then it's up to Little Lemi to tell the story." Claire took off Lu Li's bow, patted the cat's head affectionately, and regained the indifference of a superior when talking to the lizard maid: "You can regard Little Lemi's words as mine.
, no disobedience is allowed, no objection is allowed, and any arrangements must be followed."
"Yes, Master."
Claire left from the terrace. The Lizard Maid closed the terrace door and stood quietly in front of the desk where Lu Li was sitting.
Lu Li directed the lizard maid to open the drawer, take out the stomach bag and find the sleep potion from a pile of potions, and then asked the lizard maid to take it - and fall asleep without resistance.
Rather than boringly recounting text that has lost a huge amount of information entropy, there is a better way to make the Lizard Maid understand this, and that is to let her experience the story of "The Sunken Land" herself.
Even if she never appears.
After the Lizard Maid fell asleep, Lu Li also entered the dreamland, blending into the mottled halo, awakening the Lizard Maid's consciousness, and then began the story of "The Sunken Land".
Led by Lu Li, the Lizard Maid experienced his long story. When she returned to reality, only ten minutes had passed in the outside world.
"This is your story."
It's just that the lizard maid's journey to pursue memories, as expected, did not achieve the effect of Claire because she was not in the story.
Lu Li couldn't even pronounce her name.
"If you have any questions, you can tell me."
Lu Li's encouragement did not allow the confused lizard maid to speak her mind. She maintained a hazy state similar to being drunk, unable to control her chaotic self-awareness.
Maybe Lu Li will find many Midnight City survivors who still have souls in the future, but their tragic fate will not change - just like the amnesiac lizard maid, this will also become the common fate of many souls.
They are destined to be unable to trace the past, and can only lose their past memories like zombies and start their lives again in weird ways.
Maybe telling them the truth is a different kind of cruelty.
