Gollum!

Gollum!

Tumbling bubbles flashed in front of Wright's face, like clumps of soft fruit.

But when he stretched out his fingers to touch the bubbles, they seemed to be afraid of something, and chose to burst on their own.

"Is this still a dream?" Wright grabbed with his hands in all directions.

He felt the water running through every corner of his palm, with a slight resistance, forcing him to re-examine his surroundings.

"Is this the deep sea?" Wright stared into the abyss beneath his feet with some fear.

Looking down from his direction, he didn't see any land except for the ripples and light that remained around his body, but the deep, darkening depths.

Like a normal person, he has a deep-sea phobia, and he feels the most common fear that he is born with.

There is nothing unknown in the deep sea, and precisely because it belongs to human beings and the origin of all life, it also carries both life and death implications.

However, Wright did not feel any suffocation in the deep sea of the dream, but could breathe freely as if in the legendary "Vita Water".

"Aren't you going to start yet?" Wright wondered, a faint sense of tension rising in his heart.

It stands to reason that whether it was on the train from the capital to Shamonta before, or after the duel with Klinyin, or even the deep sleep he fell into after drinking the magic potion yesterday, he would convey the message he wanted to tell him as soon as he entered the dream realm.

But this time it was different, except for the dim deep sea and the posture of levitating in mid-air, Wright did not get any valid information.

"Is this sending me a message? Or is there something I need to explore?" Wright muttered to himself.

After about four or five minutes of perception, Wright still couldn't hold back the restless emotions in his heart, and chose to swim upwards towards the bright place.

"Save me. ”

As he swam, there was a faint, imperceptible soft sound above Wright's head.

"Shall I stop?" Wright focused, his hands slowing down.

"Save me, save me. "This time the volume has been increased several times.

"Who are you?" Wright asked, looking in the direction of the voice.

Sou!

Suddenly, a black phantom grazed his ear like an arrow, churning down the water, and another black phantom flew past his other cheek.

Whoosh!

Immediately after, seven or eight black shadows rushed up after seeing his prey, like a greedy timberwolf, and merely wrapped around his not wide body.

At this moment, the struggling Wright could see the strange part of his body in front of him through the already strong light above his head.

It was tentacles, giant octopus-like, with holes that spurted dark red blood everywhere, and bulging eyeballs that were as black as the depths of the sea, giving him a tense feeling.

"Save me, I'm also bound, save me, I can give you the power of the dark gods. No...... More than a power, I can ...... Can bless you. A deep voice came from the darkness in front of him.

It's not hard to guess that the source of the sound is the owner of the tentacles.

"You, how the hell are you comfortable? You don't want to be bound like this, why do you want to impose this emotion on me. I want to help you break free, and I want power, and I want to use it to reach the gods. But you've got to give me a hint!" Wright said anxiously, his body struggling.

Although he knew that it was a dream, he also realized that the restraint in front of him would not cause him harm.

But humans are such death-scared and ridiculous creatures.

No matter how much they want to be hurt, or they don't care about it, when it comes, they will choose to fight to the death and get a little hope of life for themselves.

"If, Lake Rowbel. ”

"Lake Ruobel?" Wright repeated.

"In the abyss...... Found it...... Buried at the bottom...... I...... and my strength will bless you. When you ...... After coming into contact with my reality and dreams...... I'm going to sleep completely..... No more being woken up by the hustle and bustle of humanity. The voice began to grow faint as he spoke.

"Who the hell are you, how can I get to the depths of Lake Jobbel?" Wright said anxiously.

Even if it was just a seemingly chaotic and meaningless dream, after all, after taking Potion 1 before, Wright didn't dare to question his authenticity.

In other words, he wants more accurate information.

"I am the old sleeper..... Sleeping Elder Dragons, when you ...... When you meet the Son of the Dragon, he will give you the guidance of your destiny. ”

"Who is the Son of the Dragon, and how?" asked Wright, his body gradually feeling a biting coldness.

"The wheel of fortune will guide you, and the 'lover' will be your next ...... Next goal. ”

The voice spoke, gradually becoming fainter.

As the sound faded, in the dim pitch-black abyss, those strange tentacles also unwrapped and disappeared into the deeper dream.

Immediately after, a dense burst of bubbles as hard as eyeballs appeared around Wright, and as he continued to impact and reverse in the deep sea, his consciousness was also drawn into vertigo and confusion.

......

"Wright, Wright?" Philo's voice came from his ears.

"Huh?" Wright snapped his eyes open, gasping for air, and looked around.

"This, where?" Wright said curiously, taking a closer look around.

It is a platform where the gray and black of steel are intertwined in the surrounding space. Since it was still midday in winter, black smoke was emitting from the chimney used for heating not far away.

In front of Wright is a railroad track, and the green-clad train is moving slowly into the distance with the sound of a whistle.

"Why, you just came out with me, have you forgotten? I see that you have been silent all the way and have not spoken, do you still have some doubts about those letters? But it doesn't matter, I have heard some things about the capital and Mr. Kyle. In exactly two days is the time for the Imperial Parliament, and we can go there on behalf of the two war zones. But before that, you have to go to the administrative office to register. But I guess it's not that difficult. Philo chattered a lot to Wright like an enthusiastic tour guide.

But apart from the first sentence, Wright didn't listen to anything.

"I'm not in a hurry for now, I want to take a good rest. Wright took a few more quick breaths and made adjustments, after all, he had just woken up from a nightmare, and it was not uncommon for his mind to adjust.

Mental adjustment, nightmare, isn't right?

Wright suddenly realized something strange, although in the cold month when everyone around him was wearing cotton clothes, Wright's forehead and whole body were constantly oozing sweat beads outward.

If I had just been in a dream, how would I have come out?

Could it be that someone is manipulating my body?

Could it be the magic potion, or is it the dream chooser who gave me the power and gained some of the ability to manipulate it?

Thinking of this, Wright turned his gaze back to Philo, and although he turned to make small talk with an old uncle he had never met, he was still ready to ask Philo some questions.

However, just as another idea popped into the air, Wright dismissed the stupid idea.

"The potion was given to me by the branch leader of the Holy Flame Guild, Yang Zhuo, and the dream and the decider were contacted after the battle with Klinyin, these secrets have not been solved by me yet, and it may not be a good thing for me to let Mr. Kyle, who has never been in contact with him, know. I still choose to find some people who have no interest in answering at that time. Since the dragon child and guidance were mentioned in the dream just now, I think I should be exposed to some of them as things develop. However, I can still ask Mr. Kyle about the Dragon's Son from the side. ”

Thinking of this, Wright chose to let out a long sigh of relief.

I want to be like the so-called "immortal cultivators" of the Southern Flame Empire to excrete the excess waste gas from the body to sublimate the quality of the body.

Although this brought Wright further exhaustion.

"Yes, Mr. Yaruko. Then I'll take Wright to stay at the Griff Hotel for a few days, the Imperial Council will meet in a week, right, tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I can take Wright to go through the procedures again. He didn't leave the army, he was on a three-month vacation, right? Fei Luo on the side was still confirming the bearded half of the old man in front of him.

"That's right," Yaruko handed Philo a letter, "it's Mr. Kyle's letter of introduction and explanation, and it's basically no problem to hold these." However, there is no problem with non-commissioned officers at the rank of brigadier general, and formal generals may need to be appointed by His Majesty, but these can be resolved by the parliament as a whole. Also, I advise you to bring your weapons with you these days. A pistol, a katana, or a hoe. After Princess Relita was placed under house arrest, many of her supporters protested, and perhaps there would be some chaos, so it was best not to move around these days to avoid wanton sneak attacks by those who did not speak of martial virtues. ”

"Okay, then Mr. Kyle still has something to do these days, right, and we won't be able to bother. You'll have the news for you before the Imperial Diet convenes in a week, so we'll see you at the Grint Hotel first. Philo greeted politely.

"That's right, see you later!" Yaruko waved his hand, and walked backwards out of the capital train platform.

I don't know what kind of trance confusion I experienced, but by the time Wright's consciousness became clear again, his body had become natural, and he lay down in the bathtub without any modification.

As the steaming heat gradually spread outward, Wright enjoyed the sensation of caressing his painstakingly honed six-pack abs.