"What did I smell just now?" After being in a trance for a while, Zong only realized who the person he was talking to just now was.

"I can only tell you about this, I'm sorry, we don't even know the specific taste."

Hearing this, Zong Tian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Maybe that's not just a little, but at this time, Zongtian was even so disappointed that he was completely unconscious, and the seller didn't even know what a strange thing it was to have his goods.

"Are you a little drunk?"

"What did you say?"

Just when Zong Tian was stunned, the clerk's words woke him up again.

"I'm sorry, but maybe it's all because of my negligence. If you are exposed to too many flavors at one time, it can sometimes make people feel a little intoxicated, but this happens very rarely, after all, not every guest has the luxury of spending as much money as you. ”

Although it was praised by the clerk, it was naturally not those. Are you really drunk? But if it was a dream, there are too many details, right? A little bit of the previous dreams, even those particularly illusory, as if they were dreams that have shuttled through countless film and television masterpieces, after waking up, they are just fragments that can't stand scrutiny, and like the kind of dreams that can be thought about and touched just now, at least Zongtian has never encountered it.

"Excuse me, can you describe your dream and how you just felt?"

"Why are you interested in this?"

Since even the people in the store don't know exactly what those flavors are, it doesn't seem to be much use for such a survey, right?

"First of all, for customers like you, we usually make some records of your habits, which is also to give you better service next time."

Hearing this, Zongtian just smiled casually, although the psychedelic experience was very attractive, but Zongtian didn't want to try again, the feeling of being completely cut off from the outside world.

"The second is that your situation is really special, and we make some records to better feedback to the taste suppliers."

It turned out that the supplier was not their person, and Zongtian seemed to be one step closer to the truth at this time.

"And then there's the fact that the suppliers want us to have a little bit of something to offer about dreams."

Wish? It shouldn't just be hope, right? A supplier like that is almost completely in control of the survival of the shop, and even if he really just says a hope, Zongtian believes that this shop called Atmosphere will do its best to satisfy some of the things he casually says.

"Supplier? I'm curious to see who can make these scents. ”

Zongtian's curiosity at this time is similar to the hope that the clerk said, not so much a small talk, but a kind of bargaining for feedback dreams.

"About the supplier." I thought that as this kind of trade secret, the other party would definitely keep silent, but I didn't expect the clerk to blurt out a name, craftsman.

Hearing such a name, Zong Tian was naturally stunned, and when he saw Zong Tian's stunned expression, the clerk was also stunned.

"You don't know who the craftsman is, do you?"

Hearing this, Zongtian could only shake his head honestly, but the clerk returned to normal at this time.

"Then you must be a visitor from out of town, right? I said, "How do you look at you?" ”

Could it be that the people of Lingcheng should know this name? If the clerk was talking about the Spirit King, probably Zongtian would understand, so who is this craftsman?

The conversation after that was a bit of a pan-good, for the craftsman's affairs, the clerk basically knew everything, and in return, Zongtian also accepted the investigation about the dream. But fortunately, the other party didn't ask too much about the specific dream, and all he had to answer were strange questions, such as whether he felt pain in that process, and for example, whether he felt thirsty in the dream.

After all of this, Zongtian finally walked out of the shop called Atmosphere, only this time he did not forget the person who had been silent behind him.

"Do you know this craftsman?"

Yang Ling didn't answer, he just shrugged his shoulders lightly as usual.

"If you don't know, that should be someone the Spirit King met when he established Ling City, right?"

"Maybe a little earlier."

Although Yang Ling's guess was not wrong, Zongtian was not very interested in such a meaningless supplement.

"What does that clerk mean when he says that the craftsman is the real designer of the entire Ling City?"

"It's literal."

"How?"

"Do you think that such a crazy researcher as the Spirit King would still have some attainments in art?"

"Then the entire Ling City was really designed by him alone?"

"The technology of the entire Ling City is only the Spirit King alone."

"What you say is really easier to understand."

It's like being entangled in the completion of a building, whether the inventor of concrete has contributed a lot, or the builder has contributed a lot, and some things are better to look at it simply. Before he saw that craftsman, Zongtian still regarded him as a craftsman in Ling Cheng's eyes.

However, with such a big goal, Zongtian at least has some direction at this time, not to mention that even if it is just because of those smells, Zongtian also wants to meet this craftsman.

Not only did he learn some rumors about the craftsman, but Zongtian also knew the address of the craftsman from the mouth of the clerk, and the craftsman was still a person who could be visited at will. However, as an important figure in Ling Cheng, there must be some reasons for such a situation, and that reason is also a difficult problem to face after Zong Tian. That is, if you want to visit the craftsman, you must pass the test set by him.

"You said this kind of setting like a game boss, will that craftsman be a fat house?"

"I don't know if he's a fat house, but you who always mention games look like a potential fat house."

Listening to Yang Ling's words, Zongtian couldn't help but look at his body, although he said that he was already a lot stronger than before, but it must still be a little inappropriate to be called a fat house, and it might be more appropriate to call him a thin house.

Although there are not too many waves in his heart, for Yang Ling's style of talking to death, Zongtian naturally has no patience to deliberately indulge him, and he also has a lot of thoughts that need to be sorted out at this time, of course, the most disturbing thing is naturally that dream.

Until now, the aftertaste of that dream is still wrapped around his body, it seems that if he doesn't pay attention to the footsteps, it will appear in his ears, it seems that a gust of wind will make the dark fragrance blow his face again, and Zongtian, who is shocked by all this, has one more reason to want to see the craftsman at this time, that is, will there be any sequelae of such an unforgettable memory? And the effect of this addiction, Zong Tian can't help but wonder if the last taste is just ordinary, will there be a final second and a final third, but these are just some illusory imaginations, after all, at this time he has learned that after those enjoyments, there may be some bad secrets hidden.

It's like wandering through half of the city, and it seems that Zongtian has been immersed in his own world. During this period, he only showed a little surprise or distress from time to time, but Yang Ling took his place and observed the city with interest.

"Here we are."

Just as Zongtian was once again shocked by his own thoughts, Yang Ling's voice came.

"What's coming?"

"Arrival is arrival, something arrives."

Because of some inattention, in the face of words like tongue twisters, Zongtian didn't understand the meaning for a while, and this result actually made Yang Ling raise his palm.

"What are you going to do?!" Such a fright instantly alerted Zongtian, and Yang Ling put away his hand a little tediously.

"I thought you were going to be unconscious again, aren't you going to rescue you?"

"Did I faint before?"

"yes, and I did a lot of gymnastic moves."

While saying this, Yang Ling stretched out his hand stupidly, and then made a move that he couldn't take a step forward, but these strange movements immediately embarrassed Zongtian.