Chapter 4 Saying that it is infinite flow is infinite flow, the author never lied to you (1)
Grandma Meryl, who was confused by the scene of breastfeeding and the gems on the floor after entering the room, woke up little Hans, who was confused by the act of breastfeeding.
"Grandma Grandma"
"Ah, my little darling, girl, we don't seem to have hired a wet nurse for our darling." Joan of Arc was relieved and was in a panic for a moment.
"Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc"
"Ah, um, I'm Joan of Arc Darhk, and I'm here to follow the summons of the Master's bloodline. Little Hans just said he was hungry. I've never taken care of a child before."
After a complicated exchange, Grandma Meryl figured out the origin of Joan of Arc and became even more confused.
"My dear grandpa and I are both ordinary people, and we really don't understand anything about magic. Being powerless against the unknown is too scary for us."
"Please rest assured, I will do my best to protect and take care of the family's future."
Little Hans, who was quietly listening to the conversation between Joan of Arc and his grandma, and thinking about everything that happened today, began to fight again. He had his own little thoughts on the side of inhibition. The water in the world of Xingyue was still deep, so he had to fight as soon as possible.
I want to find a way to control the gap caused by the dream link, but I am only 1 year old and have just come into contact with magic today. My grandparents around me are also ordinary people. The summoned heroic spirits are neither good at magic nor knowledgeable. What should I do and how to control the dream link?
Little Hans fell asleep again.
Little Hans felt a little confused when he was in a world that looked like a world after 2000. This place was different from the Kingdom of Shadows. It was fragile and real. What was fragile was the barrier of the world, what was real was what you could see.
Places of people, streets, vehicles, and high-rise buildings.
"This little guy fell asleep again." Grandma Meryl caressed little Hans' head, "You take care of him to rest, Jeanne. I'll prepare lunch. Can you eat? Is there anything you want to eat?"
"When heroic spirits come to the world, they can rely on food to replenish their magic power, but this is not necessary. As the master, little Hans has enough magic power. You don't need to bother."
"Ah, it's no trouble. Just have some simple lunch. If the little baby wakes up and is hungry, give him some milk powder. After Hans's grandfather comes back, there will be a local wizard coming to visit in the evening. I think you must
It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten food, so I’m looking forward to a sumptuous dinner tonight. I feel much better after talking to you.”
"Okay, what should I call you?"
"Just call me by your name. Although you are the elder in name, except for leading troops and fighting, you are still a little girl."
Joan of Arc took little Hans back to the room.
In the dream world, little Hans walked in confusion until he saw a coffee shop on the corner of the street. He thought, he knew where this place was, and here he could get the urgent knowledge he was desperately craving. He quickly poured out two small coffee shops.
Short legs.
"See, it's like I'm just discovering it."
"This is called inspiration, right? When we are dreaming, we are designing and discovering over and over again at the same time. The two are happening at the same time so naturally that we are not even aware of it."
Listening to the conversation between Little Plum and Phantom Cat sitting on the street, Hans felt that he had caught something, but he didn't seem to have caught it firmly. While he was thinking, the explosion started, and Hans, who was interrupted from thinking, stamped his feet angrily.
Put your foot down, this dream world is like pressing the pause button on a DVD.
he caught it
Hans first made a magic beacon for Cobb's consciousness, restored the dream process, and then returned to his own dream world.
Looking around his desolate dreamland, he saw the location of the crack caused by the dream link, and began to build his own dreamland.
When Hans released the magic beacon, he felt the inhibition and kept peeping. But Hans noticed it early on and didn't care.
After the construction, Hans began to make modifications, and then made decoration adjustments to the interiors of each building. After he was satisfied with everything, an idea flashed through him, and the dream world returned to desolation, and he continued to rebuild.
After many buidreserts, Hans's proficiency in dream building gradually increased. After feeling the changes in the magic coordinates of Little Plum, oh no, Cobb, Hans started to take new classes.
Go to class and come back to practice. Go to class and come back to practice. Repeatedly. Five times in total. The dream builder course is completed. The sixth time I passed Cobb's dream and no longer trained new dream builders. Listening to the conversation, I knew that Cobb and the others started to do tasks.
Final preparations were made, and Hans felt that the study was enough for him for the time being, and it was time to wake up and have dinner. At this time, a man was on his way to visit Dalke's house.
"Linglong" Hans has a habit of waking up and looking for his little nanny.
"Hey, you're awake, little Hans. Linglong has gone to pick up the guests. What do you need or want to do?" Joan of Arc asked.
"Have you had lunch with grandma?"
"I've eaten. Are you hungry? Meryl taught me how to make milk powder. Do you need some milk?" Joan of Arc, whose cheeks were slightly red, seemed to recall her previous actions.
"No, I'm not hungry yet. Grandpa hasn't come back yet. Grandma must be busy preparing dinner. It's so boring."
"Ah, do you want me to play a game with you or play with a toy?"
"No, there's nothing interesting. By the way, you can try magic. When Gishu Azerrich Shibein Ogu came to teach me how to summon a Servant, he also taught me projection and gem magic."
"Gem Master, he should have left you a lot of gems. If you want to practice magic, you should be able to use them. However, little Hans, you are still too young. It is not good for you to practice magic so early.
It’s too dangerous”
"Okay, okay, I only plan to try simple gem shaping and projection summoning. With this level of magic, even if there is an accident, you can protect the entire house, right?"
"Although I'm not very good at magic, if it's a simple magic like this, I can guarantee that there won't be any accidents if it fails."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's get started."
Relying on his strong mental strength and mature thinking to understand magic, Hans quickly mastered gem shaping.
"This is for grandma, and this is for grandpa. My parents won't come back until my first birthday, so I'll prepare it for them in a few days. This is for you, Joan of Arc." Hans held up the finally shaped sapphire.
Roses were handed to Joan of Arc.
"Give it to me"
"Well, welcome home gift"
Hans, who had tried gem shaping, was not done yet and continued to try projection magic. After successfully projecting several small objects, these simple things could no longer satisfy Hans's desire for magic.
"That's almost it. Let's take a rest, little Hans," Joan of Arc suggested.
"Well, let's do the last one again. This time I'll try a more complicated one. Try projecting a toy."
"Okay, let's do the last one." Joan of Arc compromised, "Now that we're done, let's go downstairs to see Meryl."
"Um"
What to project? Hans thought, the decision is yours, come out, the laptop from the previous life