As the night passed, the light of the morning sun spread over the nonorila.

Compared to the busy world not long ago, although the current Ancient Asian God Sect is also very busy, after all, it has not reached the level where you need to forget to sleep and eat.

After an unknown amount of time, Edward finally slept well again.

Rising early in the morning, drinking a glass of hot milk, he happily ran to snatch Beatrice's routine morning lecturer task, and read the Ancient Asian Bible in a hall full of believers.

In short, it's two words, comfortable!

Edward found that he was probably a pure man, and that he didn't have to go from place to place, and he didn't have to go back and forth between all kinds of things and people, and it was indeed very comfortable, and this chapel in Nonorlila was like a haven of tranquility for Edward.

"The dream of the game based on Sadoun has been constructed?"

In Edward's study, Edward communicates with a bald man with smoky eyes and skinny skin, and Edward is a little surprised to hear the other party's introduction, but then Edward's eyes light up.

The guy in front of Edward, who looked like he had cultivated too much immortal and looked like he had boundless mana, was none other than Mordo. Karza, the First Son of the Church of the Sleepers, was one of the people who ran to run for director of the Shadow Project, Bloodline.

After the church's regular morning service, Edward met with this important figure in the Church of the Sleepers, and after a brief communication, Edward learned a lot about the "young" Son in front of him, who seemed to be less than fifty or sixty years old, but was actually less than thirty years old.

Among them is the initial success of the dream game, and why the other party came to participate in the director election.

Summing up the situation of His Excellency the Son, he is idle.

The initial construction of the dream based on Saduon has been completed, and the first holy son who led the team to build the dream can be regarded as waking up from the dream in recent days.

In the eyes of the rest of the Church of the Sleepers, Mordo, the Son of their Church. Karza is a man who "cannot be idle", and in the Church His Excellency the Son is either asleep or dreaming, in short, he is dreaming and sleeping, and he is so busy that he does not want to wake up for a moment.

However, no matter how powerful a person is, there is a limit after all, although with the support of the nutrient solution provided by the Ancient Yashen Cult, Mo Du. After the Kadza Son led the people to preliminarily complete the construction of Saduon's dream, he finally reached the limit, the Oneiroi power was excessively consumed, and his physical strength and energy were almost exhausted, and in the short term, the Mordu Son would not be able to continue to build dreams and travel in the dream realm before he recovered.

So, because he couldn't continue to build dreams in a short period of time, Mordo Holy Son was idle, and then as the "chief engineer" of the dream game, this idle and bored otaku received the task of informing the ancient Ya God Cult that the preliminary construction of the dream was completed, and came to Nonorlila.

Later, when the Son of Mordo saw the recruitment of the Ancient Asian Cult, he recalled that not long ago, the Ancient Divine Cult had notified them that they were going to make an "Immersive Dream Shadow", and the Son of Mordo felt that he had a reason to act first.

The Shadow is a novelty, and the Dream Shadow has a preliminary impression in the negotiations with the Ancient Asian Cult, but if it can be added to the filming of the Shadow of the Shadow, it will naturally have extraordinary benefits.

After all, the dream shadow carries the word magic shadow, so the general magic shadow shooting site should be able to bring some different experiences and feelings to Mordo Holy Son.

"No, no, the dream is only preliminarily completed, and there are still many aspects that need to be improved, but I don't have the strength to continue to lead the team, and I will have to delay the situation for about half a month before I can continue to build my dream." Modu, who was bald at a young age, touched the bald head that was about to be slurred by him and replied.

Mordo Holy Son thought for a moment, looked at Edward with some confusion, and continued, "Now we are ready to arrange for the first batch of testers to enter the dream realm. But Lord Edward, are some of the rules really good? Didn't you say that this dream game should be realistic? ”

"Where?"

"For example, the intensity of the injury has been reduced by more than half, and there are also underwear and underwear that are protected between men and women and never fall off." Mordo smacked his lips, thinking about building these dream settings at the beginning, Mordo was stunned, because what he wanted most on weekdays was to strive for truth, but when he came to Edward's dream game, he experienced a reversal of dream history.

Edward shrugged his shoulders and said, "The dream game is a large-scale dream, according to the rules of your church, Lord Mordo, the participants of the large-scale dream are to pass the assessment, and it is easy for ordinary people to confuse the real world with the large-scale dream, this difference is actually to remind people that this is a 'game' after all." ”

"I understand, it's just a little bit of a novelty."

While Edward and Mordo were communicating, there was a knock on the door, and the two immediately stopped talking.

Edward looked at the Son of Mordo apologetically, Edward had just told the people outside that he should not disturb him to talk to the Son of Mordo, and now it seems that something may have happened.

"Please come in." Edward cleared his throat.

Beatrice pushed the door open and walked briskly over to Edward.

Beatrice said with some eagerness, "Your Majesty, Lady Cheryl and her daughter Jenny are here. ”

"Well, what's wrong?" Edward nodded slightly.

Beatrice hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, I just used a purification technique on Jenny, but it didn't have much effect, and I found that the strange feeling on Jenny's body seems to have become more serious!" ”

Edward immediately frowned, Beatrice has a wonderful special talent of the Heart of Nature, her perception is very strong, Edward knows this, and now Beatrice says that something is wrong, then there should be something really wrong.

After glancing at the Holy Son of Mordo and nodding apologetically, Edward got up directly, "Your Excellency Mordo, I'm sorry, I'll leave for a while. ”

"Is something wrong?" Mordo asked curiously.

"There's a believer's child who seems to be sick, and Beatrice can't fix it." Edward explained.

The Holy Son of Mordo glanced at Beatrice, who was still overflowing with some residual power of divine magic, and said without much thought, "Your Excellency, can I go and have a look together?" Don't look at me like this, I can actually cure and save people, although it is mainly a mental illness. ”

"Okay." Edward made a decision, took Beatrice and Mordo with him, and pushed open the door of his study in a hurry, and walked towards the small reception room in the church.

In the reception room, Mrs. Cheryl, the playwright, looked worriedly at the little girl in her arms, whose daughter Jenny had recently been afflicted by a strange illness, and she had not slept well for a long time.

Beatrice's purification technique just now relieved little Jenny's nervous and restless mood, and little Jenny, who was already extremely tired, finally fell asleep deeply.

Just when Mrs. Cheryl was at a loss, Edward pushed the door open.

Edward saw the little daughter in Cheryl's arms at a glance, and Edward, who had a golden light flashing in his eyes, immediately frowned.

"Ah, Your Majesty!" Seeing Edward's arrival, Mrs. Cheryl, who was still holding her precious daughter, hurriedly prepared to get up.

But as soon as Cheryl left the stool, Edward rushed in front of her, and gently pressed her back to the stool, Edward looked at the sleeping little girl in Mrs. Cheryl's arms, and said competently, "Let me see." ”

As he spoke, Edward stretched out his right hand, and a pure white light rose from it.

"Wait! Don't move! ”

As Edward was about to save Jenny, an exclamation rang out.