In fact, when the caster's own spirit strength reaches a certain level, the dreams that surfaced during normal sleep will generally not reappear.

Some spellcasters may even forget what it is like to dream.

However, the school of psychics, who are extremely skilled in the spirit field, has not fallen behind in the study of this point, and there has even been a so-called inner spirit wave in a certain period of history in the main world.

Inner spirit means that the use of spirits to release spells is only an external use of spirits, acting on various spell-casting elements in the outside world.

But if you do the opposite, delve inward into the spirit body, you may find a different world.

It seems that in the end, this kind of inner spirit has not studied one, two, three. However, there are also all kinds of strange branches.

The one who wrote the dream book was the best of all.

Charles didn't know if this theory was correct, but he had experimented with the methods in the book to lure himself into an illusory dream.

It's just that the dream after entering is similar to what a normal person encounters when sleeping, and there is no logic at all.

……

Chaos, disorder, absurdity......

Unconscious dreaming can bring up all sorts of strange scenes, and the same is true for conscious dreams.

At this moment, Charles was standing in a train station, watching a middle-aged woman in a floral cotton jacket sitting on a chair in the waiting room, angrily slapping the little boy who was wearing open crotch pants and showing her ass on her knees, and scolded while shaking: "If you don't learn well, you steal other people's rubber bands, let you not learn well, and even beat people to death!" ”

A big mess......

Thinking like this, a word came from beside him, "Mingming, do you see, this is the end of not listening to the teacher." ”

The man next to him reached out and rubbed his head as he spoke.

So Charles, who had inexplicably turned into a little boy, looked up at the woman beside him, very familiar, and looked inexplicably warm and sad.

It's just that I can't see the face clearly at all.

Charles felt an inexplicable sadness about this. However, the scene was actually linked to his beliefs, so it didn't last long. Immediately afterward, the scene of the waiting room changed in an instant.

Charles then found himself in the form of a teenager, standing on a highway and dangling a little milk cat with an exaggerated grin. Laughing and talking to himself as he walked: "Finally, it's no longer a cloud cat, let that busy grandson laugh at me again......"

Then in the next moment, the kitten's body swelled, turned into a big tiger with orange hair, opened its bloody mouth and swallowed him at once......

Normally, after being swallowed, eighty percent will wake up.

It's just that the charr now belongs to the control of the subjective consciousness to enter.

The dream broke for a moment, and then reverted to something else under his control.

Charles can barely control these kinds of scenes, but when he doesn't, the scene is chaotic.

Flying, fighting, going to school, playing games......

Allowing the scene to change and change, Charles uses that special method to slowly guide his thinking. Until the scene turns into a vast green field.

Only then did he support his own mental power to slowly emerge around him.

So under this cloudless clear sky, a beautifully shaped log cabin suddenly appeared in the middle of the green lawn!

Charles was standing in the middle of the hut at the moment, looking down to see that his image had returned to normal, and the shape around the hut was exactly the same as his study in reality.

Walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book, opened it and looked at it, the dense font was very clear.

In fact, Charles didn't have any of this knowledge in his head.

"It's not in vain that I've wasted so much thought."

He nodded in satisfaction.

However, it may be because of the intrusion of "external forces", at this moment, the originally quiet dream suddenly has some turmoil.

The inexplicable wind outside the wooden house suddenly rose, and the wooden walls around the wooden house suddenly became pitch black, and then, the turbulent sea water poured in, and a vast sea instantly replaced the original wall appearance.

Eventually, the surroundings had become deep under the sea.

"Fish" that look like white doves are scurrying around.

The sound of rumbling bubbles was endless, but it didn't take long for this environment to suddenly turn into a bright starry sky, and looking around, the stars seemed to be human faces.

After a while, the surroundings turned into a raging flame......

This seems to be an instability due to the wooden house.

It's just that under the control of Charles's mind, there are no special incidents. Instead, he thinks it's a fantastic view.

The study stands quietly in a myriad of environments, standing still no matter how the outside changes.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief when he found it stable, which meant that his dream abilities had finally paid off.

So he unconsciously became very happy, but he didn't forget what he was doing, and immediately began to experiment.

First, the charr began to try his hand at practicing magic here.

Paper, pen, ink, everything you need is ready here.

Charles practiced the Curse of Sleep spell that he was already about to learn, and found that it was exactly the same as his own practice in reality.

He then continued to look for books from the shelves to read.

As expected, that unfamiliar knowledge seemed to him to be completely memorable in his mind at this moment.

But maybe it's because of the connection with the mind, while he is reading here, the situation outside is also changing.

For a while, the scene in the book will appear dimly, and then it will be the scene that may appear after the practice of the book and so on.

It doesn't seem to be hindering in the slightest, but it seems to have a certain auxiliary effect?

For the time being, Charles didn't think much of it. He continued to experiment with one of his most important things—time.

First of all, he decisively interrupted his own power to maintain this dream.

So everything around him collapsed, and from a pitch-black perspective, Charles opened his eyes and appeared in reality.

After running to the bedroom of the tower and asking Anne, who was practicing writing, to count the time for him, he once again used the method in the dream book to sink into the dream.

This time he didn't hesitate, and immediately divergent thoughts affected the scene after the dream surfaced, and then pushed the motivation to form a study.

Then he stayed here quietly for almost an hour practicing spells. The exact number may not be accurate, as there is no clock to keep time, but the estimate is about the same.

In the end, he withdrew from the dream state again, and as soon as he asked, he couldn't help but frown.

"Brother is happy?" The chestnut-haired girl who sat in the chair and looked sideways at him blinked curiously.

"That's right, I learned an interesting ability."

Charles replied with a smile.

The dream is at least ten times faster than reality, can you not be happy?