Yesterday, after a frolic in the middle of the night, Jamila and Nairapura did not fall asleep until the second half of the night, and it was a strange thing that the two women who shared the bed did not attract complaints from the neighbors. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The umbilical cord also disappeared into the backpack due to Jamila's waste of time, but Jamila didn't care about this kind of thing, after all, she didn't even know how to add vitality to the umbilical cord now, and the remaining hour was not enough for her to do anything.

Just remember this feature and fight for it next time, since there is a projection of the queen here, then the situation of nightmaresis should and will continue to exist, as long as you wait for the opportunity to go back sooner or later.

Falling asleep like this morning, Jamila opened her eyes and suddenly began to think about the shameful things she and Nerapula had done last night, and she couldn't help but feel a little blushing.

She sat up straight from the bed and just wanted to pat the Nerapula beside her, but she didn't expect that there was no one around her, and there was no trace of anyone sleeping on the two pillows that had been placed.

"Did you get up hungry and look for something to eat?"

Jamila looked at the light outside the window, it was almost early in the morning, she thought she had gotten up early, but she didn't expect Nairapura to get up earlier than her.

She searched the room in her pajamas.

There is no living room, no kitchen, no bathroom.

With no Nairapura at all, could she have gone back to the ruins to tidy up things or take care of the sick?

Jamila pushed open the door, this morning was almost the same as yesterday, it was in a foggy state, and she couldn't see the sky at all, as if something in the sky was obscuring the environment.

Just as Jamila was about to turn around and go back to the house to change her clothes, several townsfolk suddenly rushed to her hut in a hurry.

The gray-haired middle-aged man he was more familiar with was also among them.

He took the brunt of the attack and came to Jamila and said, "Lady Shabu, the hunter of the Cult of the Gods is here, and she is looking for you. ”

This is...

Jamila was blindfolded, what the hell was going on?

And the hunters of the Cult of the Gods? Are you kidding?

No, it won't be that simple, she didn't answer the townspeople's questions, and turned her head to look at the town, only to find that there was no trace of destruction at all.

Could it be said?

Could it be that time has been reset?

Jamila looked at the middle-aged man in front of her in a daze, but couldn't say a word.

"Lady Shabu, hurry up, don't keep the hunters in a hurry."

When she heard this question, Jamila finally came to her senses, and she said to herself, "The incident has been reset, so will the hunter still be Mejerta?" ”

Thinking of this, Jamila communicated with the other party for a short time, and then came to the town with their group.

It's the place where I met Megelta before.

Sure enough, when she saw Megelta's iconic horn hat from afar, Jamila was overjoyed.

If the time is reset, then this time you can still get the umbilical cord, then you can start the next round of ladder opening faster.

This is very exciting news for Jamila.

"Mr. Hunter, this is the lady Shabu you want to see."

The middle-aged man introduced the Mejerta in front of him like a repeater, she was different from when they met yesterday, the short gun on her back had become a thicker ******, and the power seemed to be more fierce, and there was an elongated Oriental knife pinned to her waist, and the scabbard was about to drag to the ground.

Jamila bowed slightly, as she had done before, and Megelta seemed to recognize her, scratching her face with some concern.

"Beautiful lady, you should know what I'm here for, right?"

Although this sentence was exactly the same as last time, Jamila keenly grasped the problem.

Her memory is not bad, when she communicated with her before, she asked her to go to her own room to rest, and then in the communication between the two in the house, Megelta was obviously excited, and she talked a lot at that time unforgettable.

With this in mind, Jamila decided to test her thinking correctly, and she made a church-specific prayer gesture and said the following sentence.

"Welcome, Madame Megelta, may you wake up from a long dream."

The townsfolk were startled, as if they had never known that Lady Shabu was religious, or that she knew the Hunter, and began to whisper to each other.

"Ah, you're really a different character, so it's much simpler, let's go to your house and talk about it!"

Mejerta really knew herself, and Jamila laughed happily when she heard Mejerta's reply.

As it was yesterday, Megerta handed over the horses to the townsfolk while she took her home, and a group of women held her on to watch out for the murderous creatures.

However, as long as there are no other abnormalities in these people, Jamila can deal with them flexibly, and these are not difficult points.

The difficulty was the next communication with Mejerta, where she had to figure out a few things.

Then she said goodbye to the women and went into her cabin.

This time, instead of changing her clothes, Mejerta stood by the bedroom window and watched out.

Jamila walked into the bedroom and said, "Mejerta, how many times have you been to Hobsloan?" ”

Mejerta didn't expect the other party to ask such a question, so she looked up and thought for a moment, "Well, once, twice... This is the third time. ”

"No wonder, the last time I came, I found that my actions were different from the first time, so I was particularly interested, so do you want to talk to me more?"

Jamila pondered silently in her mind, and then she asked, "Is this the so-called Hunter's Dream?" ”

"No, what I told you last time may have misled you, this is not a hunter's dream, the last time I was defeated and returned home, the place I went back to was the hunter's dream, and this is the dream of the old gods."

"The dreams of the Old Gods? What are the Old Gods? ”

Jamila was a little puzzled when she heard the new word, wondering how it had to do with divine energy.

"I don't know what the ancient gods are, but this is a secret that only the upper echelons of the church know, and I heard about it from other hunters."

"Other hunters... Do you do teaming up? ”

Jamila began to think about the form of the other party.

"No, we happened to enter the same dream, the dreams of the old gods are full of cows, and there are many secrets hidden, and in most cases it is not a good thing to meet other hunters."

Megelta sat down on the bed, as if she missed the bed she had slept in.

Jamila observed her movements, there was a lot of information for her to sift through before, and now that she had such conditions, Jamila began to analyze the intentions of the other party's actions.

Then she asked, "How long has it been since you last came to this dream?" ”

"Well, it's been about a few months, this dream is in a relatively remote corner of this god area, and no hunter usually chooses here."

Although Megelta knows everything, Jamila has a feeling that the more she knows, the better, and the setting of the world is so big that it is distressing.

"Have you hunters been living in hunters' dreams?"

Jamila continued.

"Hunters have no choice, from the moment they bring the Dream Stone, they will fall into an eternal long dream, and the place where the hunters arrive is the so-called Hunter Dream, where we can choose the dream we need to go to according to the dream disk made by the queen, by storing the dream element in the dream stone, and handing it over to the previous hunter in the hunter's dream, you can improve your body, and it is much safer than directly absorbing the dream element, which is also the benefit of the hunter."

Megerta pulled out a necklace from the collar of his jacket, and on the necklace hung a black stone with a sigil on it, presumably a dream stone.

And she seems to have not communicated with people for a long time, and she met someone like Jamila in a dream, so it seems a lot of words.

"Of course, as long as you take off the dream stone, you can stop dreaming, and wake up from a long dream, and the guys who will generally become hunters are people who have no father and no mother like me, and the reinforcement you get in the dream can also be used in reality, it is indeed a convenient practice, I am still young, and when I work for a few more years, I can retire and enjoy the blessings like those old hunters, and if possible, I can also bring new hunters."

After hearing about it, Jamila felt that being a hunter was really a good profession, that he would not die in a dream, that he could accumulate strength as long as he fought slowly, and that at the same time, he also gave homeless people the meaning of survival, which was really a cross-era invention.

But Jamila doesn't think it's that simple.

Thinking of her own psionic attributes, Jamila asked again, "I remember the last time you and I met the demon in the hospital, you said something like 'you can see it too'?" For you, are there times when you can't see it? ”

"Well... Did I say something like that? Forget it, after all, it was a few months ago, and the monsters produced at the time of the birth of the demon are not visible to ordinary people, unless your spiritual vision has accumulated to fifteen points, and I rarely see this like you, so I will stop and talk to you, because the improvement of spiritual vision is very difficult, and I have also been raised to twenty points after a hundred battles. ”

"Twenty? How do you count the vision? ”

Could it be that hunters can also use the system? If this is all right, wouldn't the role of that queen be similar to that of the system?

"Well, we use this to measure, do you want to try it?"

Mejerta reached out and pulled out an eye-shaped amulet from his bosom, which blinked twice as if he was alive, and then the eyeball part showed a number "twenty-one".

This should mean that Megelta's current spiritual vision value is blackjack, but Jamila doesn't want to be measured by this thing, after all, her spiritual vision is more than double that of Megelta at this time.

She decisively rejected Mejerta's kindness, "No, I don't have to test, I'm not a hunter after all." ”