Fang Xian casually closed a copy of "Blood Trace: Walking with Ghouls" and curled his lips: "The library of the secret castle is classified. We novice investigators cannot read books with 'power'. At most, there are some introductions."
It's so boring..."
In fact, he could see this from Carew's teaching.
So far, Carew has taught his students very cautious and conservative supernatural knowledge.
The slightly out-of-the-ordinary secret medicines are provided with finished products directly, and the refining methods are not taught.
It seems that the secret keeper is more willing to support each branch with a batch of medicines and equipment containing mysterious power that will continue to wear out, rather than real 'power'.
This made Fang Xian a little unhappy.
Without reading those true god-level works, how can he better understand the mysteries of the seventh-level existence and correct his way of being an alchemist?
"Hi Rocca!"
Eric walked by with a book in his hand and reminded: "It's almost curfew."
"Yeah, I'll go back right now..."
Fang Xian glanced at it and saw Eric holding a copy of "The Interpretation of Dreams" in his hand. He couldn't help but smile and asked: "You haven't finished reading it yet?"
"I can't read as fast as you..." Eric scratched his head shyly: "I very much agree with some of the views in this book. The author understands people's subconscious very well and believes that everyone's subconscious ocean may be connected.
part, this is also the basis for us to enter other people’s dreams..."
Eric's eyes were hot and he seemed to be trying to drag Fang Xian into a discussion.
"Okay, okay, if it's any later, we will really be caught and reprimanded."
Fang Xian, dumbfounded, pulled the reluctant Eric to return the books and returned to their respective dormitories.
After closing the bedroom door, nine consecutive bells rang.
According to regulations, all students must fall asleep.
'Conventional means don't work, maybe we have to try unconventional means...'
Fang Xian was lying on the bed with his eyes open: "Why...the secret castle stipulates that you must go to bed at nine o'clock? And there is also a curfew? Could it be that the secret castle at night is different? Or even very dangerous?"
He waited for a while, but nothing unusual happened.
This is also normal. Nine o'clock is the time given by the top management of the secret castle. It does not necessarily mean that the dangerous flash point will be stuck. You must leave a period of preparation time.
Of course, it's possible that everything was just his imagination.
However, based on recent experiences, Fang Xian felt that his guess might be correct.
And this may be an opportunity to get rid of the restrictions of the secret castle and explore some secrets!
He glanced at his attribute column:
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[Name: Fang Xian (Luo Ka)]
[Occupation: Alchemist (Level 6—Nirvana)]
【Spirit:180】
【Inspiration:215】
[Sanity: 50 (0~100)]
[Spell: Immortal Psalm, Bird with Broken Wings, Hymn of Worms, Secret Key to the Door]
"Well, during this period of time, my spirit and inspiration have increased again... My spirit has benefited from the training of the investigators. As for my inspiration... it has increased by 10 points in one breath. On that small island, there is no way to do this...
"
Fang Xian still had some lingering fears at this time.
Just hearing the name of a god increases his inspiration by 10 points. If he sees the true form of the ancient ruler, his inspiration will definitely increase by dozens of points.
This is actually pretty good. If it were an ordinary investigator, he would most likely go crazy and die!
Dang Dang!
Unconsciously, the bronze bell rang twice more, and the time quietly came to midnight.
"coming!"
Fang Xian's heart trembled.
He felt a supernatural force sweep over him.
That's the sound of a bell!
After nine o'clock, every time the bell rings, it has a unique supernatural ripple, which has the effect of soothing the soul.
Ordinary people will most likely fall into a deep sleep when they hear it.
Especially at midnight, the invisible sound directly affects the soul.
Even a senior investigator may not be able to resist if he takes corresponding psychotropic drugs.
'This is a kind of hypnosis, but also a kind of protection.'
Fang Xian had a clear understanding in his heart: "If you don't fall asleep in the secret castle at midnight and travel at night, will you be in danger?"
"Now that the mutation is coming, what will happen if I don't fall asleep?"
He waited quietly.
Soon, the time reached midnight.
A layer of blurry and illusory light and shadow suddenly rose from the center of the secret castle and continued to spread to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed. In just ten seconds, it enveloped the entire Unnamed Island!
"This is... a dream? A dream that materializes and appears in the real world?"
Fang Xian's eyes widened as he watched the colorful and blurry light wrap around his body: "The power of distorting fantasy and reality... This must not be something that the secret keeper can do..."
The surroundings returned to their original state, but Fang Xian knew that everything was different.
At this time, he was already in a bizarre dream!
Unlike other students, they are currently asleep and dreaming their own dreams, and there is a high probability that they will not be involved in this dream.
Even if you are involved, it is just a spirit coming, and you will wake up after you die.
As for Fang Xian, his true body has entered the dreamland!
"interesting!"
Fang Xian looked around his body and found that he was in a colorful bubble.
This bubble bound his hands and feet, preventing him from moving freely.
Even a legendary investigator may not be able to break away from this restrictive power.
But as a sixth-level alchemist, he activated the power of dreams in the "Hymn of the Worm", gently.
Pop! The bubble burst immediately.
Fang Xian landed on the ground, moved his hands and feet, and pushed open the dormitory door.
If it were in the real world, if he walked out so arrogantly, he would definitely alarm a bunch of people.
But at this time, every dormitory was extremely quiet, as if there was no one inside.
He walked a few steps further and saw an iron fence completely separating the male students' dormitory from the outside world.
"What era is it..."
Fang Xian was speechless, and suddenly kicked the iron door open.
After all, this is not reality, but a dream!
And he also has some power over dreams.
Bang!
The sound of the iron door hitting the wall continued to echo in the empty corridor. It seemed that he was the only one in the entire secret castle.
"It's amazing...this dream...with its protection, I can travel unimpeded in the secret castle? Of course...if I meet the owner of the dream, I will most likely be unlucky..."
"Now, let's see how powerful the owner of this dream is..."
Fang Xian turned around and came to the big library.
He walked past the bookshelves of ordinary students and came to the restricted book area.
"Old Seal of Blood", "Hymn of Asaro", "Book of Deep Sea Sacrifice", "Romanto Testament", "Black Emperor Nine Mysteries Canon", "Eye of the Void"...
Many famous books, full of evil and chaos just by looking at their covers, were all displayed in front of Fang Xian.