Inside the Great Library.

Fang Xian casually closed a copy of "Blood Trace: Walking with Ghouls", and pouted: "The library of the Secret Castle has a classification, and we novice investigators can't read books with 'power', at most they are some introductory ones, which is really boring......"

In fact, he could see this in Karui's teachings.

To date, Karui has taught his students a very cautious and conservative level of occult knowledge.

The secret medicines that are slightly out of the ordinary are directly provided with finished products, and the refining method will not be taught.

It seems that the Keepers are more than willing to support the various branches with a number of drugs and devices that contain mystical powers that will be depleted, rather than actual 'power'.

This made Fang Xian a little unhappy.

If he doesn't read those works of the True God level, how can he better understand the mysteries of the seventh-level existence and correct his path of the Monks?

"Hi Roca!"

Eric walked over with a book in his hand and reminded, "It's almost curfew." ”

"Mm-hmm, I'll go back ......"

Fang Xian glanced at it and saw that Eric was holding a copy of "The Interpretation of Dreams" in his hand, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "You haven't finished reading it yet?" ”

"I don't read books as fast as you ......" Eric scratched his head shyly: "I agree with some of the ideas in this book, the author is very aware of the human subconscious, and thinks that everyone's subconscious sea may have connected parts, which is also the basis for us to enter other people's dreams......"

Eric's eyes were hot, and he seemed to have the posture of pulling Fang Xian to start discussing.

"Okay, okay, we're really going to be caught and reprimanded any later."

Fang Xian laughed and pulled the reluctant Eric back to his dormitory.

After closing the bedroom door, nine bells rang in succession.

According to the regulations, all students must fall asleep.

'Conventional means don't work, maybe we have to try unconventional means......

Fang Xian was lying on the bed, his eyes open: "Why...... The Secret Castle rules that you have to go to bed at nine o'clock? Still a curfew? Could it be that the secret castle at night will be a little different? Or even dangerous? ”

He waited for a moment, and nothing unusual came.

This is also normal, nine o'clock is the time given by the top management of the secret fortress, and it is not necessarily stuck at the danger flashpoint, so there must be a period of preparation time.

Of course, it is also possible that everything is his whimsy.

However, Fang Xian combined his recent experience and felt that his guess might be correct.

And this may be an opportunity to get rid of the restrictions of the secret fortress and explore some secrets!

He glanced at his stat bar:

……

[Name: Fang Xian (Rocca)]

[Occupation: Fang Shi (Level 6 - Silence)]

[Spirit: 180]

[Inspiration: 215]

[Sanity: 50 (0~100)]

[Incantation: Immortal Psalm, Bird with Broken Wings, Hymn to the Worm, Key to the Door]

[Magic: ??? Dao: ??? Martial arts:??? Uncanny:??? 】

……

"Well, during this time, the spirit and inspiration have grown again...... The spirit benefits from the training of the investigators, as for the inspiration...... It increased by 10 points in one go, and on that small island, there is no way to do it......"

Fang Xian was still a little apprehensive at this time.

Just hearing the name of a god adds 10 points of inspiration, and if he sees the true body of the Ancient Dominator, then he will definitely increase his inspiration by dozens of points.

This is actually quite good, if you change it to an ordinary investigator, there is a high probability that you will go crazy and die!

Dangdang!

Before I knew it, the bronze bell rang twice, and the time quietly came to midnight.

"It's coming!"

Fang Xian's heart sank.

He felt a supernatural force sweep over.

That's the bell!

After nine o'clock, every time the bell rings, it has a unique supernatural ripple, which has the effect of calming the soul.

When ordinary people hear it, there is a high probability that they will fall into a deep sleep.

Especially in the midnight wave, the invisible sound acts directly on the soul.

Even if it is a senior investigator, taking the corresponding psychotropic drugs, I am afraid that it will not be able to resist.

It's hypnosis, it's also a protection. ’

Fang Xian had a realization in his heart: "If the secret castle is in the middle of the night, if you don't fall asleep and travel at night, you will encounter danger?" ”

"Now that the mutation is coming, I haven't fallen asleep, what will become of me?"

He waited quietly.

Soon, it was twelve o'clock in the morning.

A layer of vague and illusory light and shadow suddenly rose from the center of the secret castle, and continued to spread around, with an extremely fast speed, and in just a dozen seconds, the entire unnamed island was enveloped!

"It's ...... Dreamland? Dreams that materialize and manifest in the real world? ”

Fang Xian's eyes widened, and he watched the colorful misty light wrap his body: "The power of distorting fantasy and reality...... This is certainly not something that a keeper of secrets can do......"

The surroundings were back to their original state, but Fang Xian knew that everything was different.

At this time, he was already in a bizarre dream!

Unlike the other students, they were asleep at this time, dreaming their own dreams, and there was a high probability that they would not be involved in this dream.

Even if you get involved, it's just a spiritual come, and you wake up when you die.

And Fang Xian, but the real body has entered the dream realm!

"Interesting!"

Fang Xian looked around his body and found that he was in a colorful bubble.

The bubble restrained his hands and feet, preventing him from moving freely.

The power of this restriction, even a legendary investigator, may not be able to break away.

But with the sixth-level personality of the alchemist, he urged the power of dreams in the 'Hymn to the Worm', and lightly.

Syllable! The bubble popped.

Fang Xian fell to the ground, moved his hands and feet, and pushed open the dormitory door.

If it were in the real world, he would definitely alarm a bunch of people if he walked out so swaggeringly.

But at this time, each dormitory was unusually quiet, and it seemed that it was empty.

A few more steps, he saw an iron fence that completely separated the male cadets' dormitory from the outside world.

"What age is it......"

Fang Xian was a little speechless, and suddenly flew up with a kick and kicked the iron door open.

After all, this is not reality, but a dream!

And he also has a little bit of the power of dreams.

Bang dang!

The sound of the iron door hitting the wall echoed through the empty corridors, and he seemed to be the only one in the entire secret fortress.

"That's amazing...... This dream...... With its protection, will I be able to navigate the Secret Keep unhindered? Of course...... If I run into the owner of the dream, I'm probably going to be unlucky......"

"Now, let's see how powerful the owner of this dream is......"

Fang Xian turned around and came to the Great Library.

He walked past the bookshelves of ordinary students and came to the forbidden book area.

"The Old Seal of Blood", "Hymn to Asaro", "Book of Sacrifices of the Deep Sea", "Romanto's Testament", "The Nine Profound Canons of the Black Emperor", "The Eye of the Void", ......

Many famous books, full of evil and chaos just by looking at the cover, were all displayed in front of Fang Xian's eyes.