Dreaming...
Although the secret techniques in the City Toad have been obtained by You Huan, the toad can still be used as a medium to enter dreams.
With the help of this medium, You Huan established a channel with the Fenyu world in his dream.
When the surrounding scene stabilized, he came to the mirror-like surface of the lake.
He walked forward in the slightly swaying golden light.
"Dear guest, we meet again." A pleasant female voice came to him with a hint of fragrance.
The featureless blonde woman he had seen before appeared in front of him in a lake blue dress.
The scene in this area gradually became clear and turned into a semi-open-air theater.
"Yeah." You Huan nodded slightly and asked casually, "Is the Mengchan I met last time not here?"
The woman folded her hands in front of her and said, "Mr. Perla has performed well in the theater and has been blessed by our Lord to go to the Golden Palace to do more important work."
"I am now in charge of the theatre."
"Please follow me, my Lord wants to see you." She stepped forward and made an inviting gesture.
You Huan did not show any nervousness and walked forward calmly.
The faceless woman led the way for him, a hint of curiosity and envy emanating from her.
What kind of ability does this outsider have to be personally received by the Lord twice?
Most of the residents of Fenyu are unable to confirm the true identity of someone like You Huan who has multiple bodies, but the theater is an exception.
Here, they can directly see the essence of a life.
Therefore, the woman could recognize that the person who came this time was the same person she had seen last time.
The two of them walked to a golden curtain, and the woman gently pulled it open, with no intention of going in.
You Huan glanced at her and walked behind the curtain.
Behind the curtain, in the dim and empty space, there was only a beam of light shining on a piano.
A figure in a suit was playing the piano softly with his back to him.
He had also seen this figure playing the piano in the Dream Theater in the Misty World last time.
No matter from which angle he tried to spy on this person, he could only get confusing information that increased his stress.
But this time, what he seemed to see was just an ordinary pianist playing with his back to him.
He did not narcissistically think that he had become stronger because of this, nor did he try to see the positive side of this person.
He just stood there silently.
The melodious sound of the piano echoed in his ears, gradually turning into a grand voice that kept echoing in his mind:
"I discovered that you entered one of the worlds under the jurisdiction of Dream City. The situation in this world is very interesting, so I summoned you."
Sure enough, this cyber world is a subordinate world of the city.
You Huan pondered inwardly.
He did not sense any elements related to Huanhai or Fenyu here. Combined with the fact that the world was in a state of destruction, he had always guessed that this might be a world under the jurisdiction of the city.
"Is there anything you want me to do?" he asked.
As the words fell, the sound of the piano also stopped gently.
Under his gaze, the figure on the piano chair slowly turned its head inch by inch.
He saw a face shrouded in shadow.
Those shadows came from the tentacles that had clinged to his head at some unknown moment, from the light that kept swaying above his head, from the scripts he had collected, and from the stories he was paying attention to that had not yet happened.
He saw a thousand actors acting out their drama in the undulating grooves of the face.
He heard melodious music floating out from his eye sockets.
He saw a huge planet rising from the lake, its golden color illuminating a city of never-ending joy.
Suddenly, it seemed as if golden ribbons fell from both sides, covering his face.
A strange impulse rose up in his heart.
It's a hard feeling to describe…a feeling that everyone experiences.
For some reason, I suddenly want to throw away all worldly constraints and try something that I haven't thought about yet.
It feels like wanting to sing, wanting to roar, wanting to tear everything apart, and dancing endlessly in the void.
But in this indescribable impulse, there was a certain balance, like a tumbler, which allowed him to maintain his sanity.
"... Just like last time, let me see the ending of the world you created, which is different from what I expected."
"Let me enjoy a grand show."
The words echoed in my ears like the music of a symphony orchestra.
You Huan was still immersed in that strange feeling and was unable to understand the meaning of the words for a moment.
He took a deep breath and almost instinctively started reading the first chapter of "Black Forest Fairy Tales".
The content of the first chapter is mainly related to the nourishment of the physical body.
But when it started working at this moment, his consciousness seemed to be instantly immersed in warm water, washing away the invisible influence from the "pianist".
The planets, cities, and lakes all disappeared. He still couldn't see the face of the pianist in front of him, but he could see a smile outlined on His face with golden lines.
"Black Forest... The last time I saw you, I saw that you would have a deep connection with Him."
"..." You Huan was silent, muttering to himself that he was not an employee of the theater, but was pulled in by this Fenyu theater-watching king to be a temporary director.
But this is consistent with what he was thinking.
He was also thinking about... changing the ending of this world.
He thought that the "God" in front of him could hear his mutterings, but this "God" just played a brisk tune again.
A voice came from the music: "I have discussed with another guy, if you can write a good ending this time, we will give you something you will need."
"Another one?"
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"..."No more words were heard.
The brisk piano music seemed to rise suddenly at a certain moment and turned into a large patch of starlight that enveloped You Huan!
In an instant, it seemed as if endless colorful bubbles were formed and burst around him, and one door after another flashed past his sight.
Until he heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole and a door opening with a "click".
"call--"
An indescribable sound of wind rang out directly in his mind, and in an instant, he went from one end of the door to the other, suspended in a universe filled with nothingness!
Before that indescribable color hit him, he followed his instinct and closed his eyes tightly.
The next moment, he suddenly realized that he was still standing there, in front of the piano.
But at the same time, he is also in the universe and the void.
In everything.
In the body of "someone".
In the truth.
Once he opened his eyes, what he saw would inevitably cause his soul to explode instantly.
He felt something cold touching his forehead.
The next moment, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten his experiences over the previous period of time.
In other words, he thought there was an experience between "this moment" and "previous moment", but he had forgotten it.
The memory produced extremely uncomfortable gaps and tears.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he wondered who the other person was that "God" was talking about. Did he have to torture himself like this when he saw him?
As if hearing his inner voice, the cold touch on his forehead instantly turned into something else.
Even with his eyes closed, he could vaguely make out the outline of the thing.
Something was spread out before him like a dense network of cerebral convolutions, observing him.
A piece of information was projected directly into his mind.
Seeing this information, You Huan was slightly surprised.
The moment he saw the information, he had already absorbed and digested it all and it became part of his knowledge.
It is difficult to describe what they are. If I have to say, it is our understanding of the outside world.
If the concept of "world" is a living organism, then this knowledge would be some of its "biological instincts".
This is a pure gift of knowledge.
But at the same time, he pieced together every detail of the knowledge and, from another perspective, read that this was a proposal made to him by the existence that was wrapping him up.
This was also the source of his surprise.
"... Well... I need to think about it, and I will give you an answer when the 'end' comes."
After saying this, he felt that the things surrounding him began to slowly fade away like grains of sand.
"You..." At the last moment, You Huan couldn't help but ask a question, "Why are you paying attention to me?"
"…"
The knowledge he gained suddenly provided a third angle from which to observe and gave him the answer.
"Joshua? Like this."
The feeling of being pulled away came quickly, and the piano sound in my ears became fainter and fainter.
You Huan felt that he was about to wake up.
After a brief feeling of floating on the surface, his consciousness returned to clarity.
(End of this chapter)