Roland only felt an indescribable coldness enveloping his body, and sure enough, he was being targeted by someone - in this dream that should have been illusory.

He raised his head and quickly swept over the people around him from near and far—

Who, who?

Sommelier, entrepreneur, awakened?

The banquet hall was still bustling with activity, people were enjoying the social evening, and the only thing that was abnormal was that it was just him.

Roland took a deep breath and let the thumping heartbeat slowly calm down.

Conventions...... It can't mean anything else, the messenger of the message should be the same person who left the note in the book.

"Cafe Rose, No. 302. 」

There is no doubt that someone wants to meet him.

Such a method has gone beyond the scope of the force of nature - martial artists are not witches, and they are not known for their various abilities, and awakened people have stronger strength, speed, and five senses of the body, and when they cultivate to a certain extent, they can also release the cyclone, causing a spell-like effect, but in general, they are biased towards the combat type.

What's more, he hadn't felt any fluctuations in the force of nature around him before.

In other words, the trick of making words manifest is likely to come from a higher power.

The dream world is constantly evolving into uncharted territory, which may have something to do with it.

"Really...... I'm being targeted by NPCs," Roland whispered to himself. As a world where his waking hours stand still, it's hard to connect with reality. Except for the alien witches and the defeated who were devoured by Jieluo, he subconsciously thought that the rest of the people should be fictionalized dreams, no matter how realistic they were, they also lacked the key "self". But now, there are "fictitious people" who notice his difference and take the initiative to pass on the message to him.

When did it start?

Did he borrow the Guild's books from Garcia, or did he discover in the Church of Reflections that the characters from more than 800 years ago were exactly the same as Arashi in the dream world?

Or earlier than that, like ...... The moment when Jero pulled him into the soul battlefield?

Can't think of an answer.

There is no point in knowing even that.

The most important thing is what the other person wants to say.

"Brother Roland?" Tong En's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Is something going on?"

"No...... It's nothing," Roland came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, "I'll come over here." ”

After making sure that the glass was normal, he placed it on the nearest table and walked over to the witches.

"This one tastes so smooth! you just need to wait, you can try it too......"

San Milan handed you a freshly grilled foie gras skewer, and the tantalizing aroma of oil greeted you.

Roland looked in her direction and couldn't help but cover his face. I saw three witches standing in front of the three seats that needed to be freshly cooked, and put the food that the chef had just cooked in their hands one by one, with a big posture of "this place has been occupied by me".

The men around were fine, and no one would snatch food from the little girl, and the lady was quite complaining.

With excellent hearing, he heard some staccato whispers coming from around him—

"Who brought this person?" "He looks so cute, how can he look like he has never eaten anything good." "Look at their clothes and shoes, they can't be sneaked in from outside, right?" "Tsk, it's like I've been hungry for hundreds of years. ”...... Etcetera.

After hearing these complaints, Roland swallowed back the words that he wanted to tell them to restrain a little, and turned his head to glare fiercely at the group of talkers behind them.

Sorry, they haven't tasted food in hundreds of years.

"Don't forget to bring some for the family members. ”

"Oh!"

Biting into the foie gras skewer the witch handed him, Roland picked up his previous train of thought.

If the other party has such ability, why don't you talk to him face-to-face? It has to be arranged so awkwardly that it looks like a riddle?

Was it the fear of scaring him, or was it the lack of some opportunity?

Forget about the former, the words in the wine without warning, I am afraid that I will go directly if I change it to a not very good heart.

As for the latter...... He couldn't help but recall the contents of the note in his mind.

"The day of the appearance of God's will, the time of the meeting...... "Roland pondered in his heart a few times, and suddenly couldn't help but take a cool breath, "Is it possible-"

The other party refers to the day when the red moon falls in the real world?

The appearance of the Red Moon also means the beginning of the battle of the divine will.

Only at this time can the "messenger" talk to him?

But...... How does a person in the dream world know about things in another world? As long as he doesn't fall asleep, he will always be in a frozen and static state!

And the most speechless thing is that even if the opportunity is the same as he guessed, the location is still a mystery.

The devil knows where the Rose Cafe is in the city.

Can't you choose the agreed location in the tube building or a well-known landmark?

Just as Roland was secretly slandering, two middle-aged men who looked like bosses walked past him.

"I heard your golf course is about to start?"

"The approval just passed a while ago cost me a lot of money. What, Mr. Gao is interested?"

"It's okay, I don't usually exercise much, I'm more interested in the master you are looking for. I heard from others that you spent more than 3 million yuan to find him to name him?"

"There's no way, it's auspicious. In our line of work, we just hope that it will be smooth, and the money will be spent and we can make more money. It is rumored that the names he set have worked very well. ”

"What did you call at the end?"

"The Rhine Greenfield just corresponds to the Greenland Project of the Shamrock Group across the river. ”

"Hahaha...... That's pretty coincidental. ”

Roland couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then what the two said, he didn't listen to it at all.

Name...... You can pick it up yourself!

He'd been asking the witch to secretly look for the Rose Café, but he had overlooked the fact that what if he had opened a café of his own, it would be called Rose?

If the other party sincerely wants to connect with him, he should not choose a place that he has never heard of.

Conversely, since the other party can directly display the text in the wine glass he holds, it should not be difficult to know that he has opened a café.

The second floor of the warehouse has been rented by him, and as long as he rents the two more shops next door, there will be enough space to set up the museum.

Even further, in addition to the necessary facilities such as the bar, tables and chairs, he can completely set up only one private room, and the door nameplate is set at 302!

With the addition of the Taqira Witch, it can be said that there are both waiters and customers - who stipulates that you can't sell yourself when you open a store?

After calculating the funds at hand, Roland quickly made a decision.

......

It wasn't until Roland left the banquet hall that Fei Yuhan walked to the back table and picked up the glass of champagne.

She watched as the Guild's new "Hunter" threw out the glass in shock, only to catch it at the last moment, as if he were holding a piece of red-hot charcoal instead of champagne. For a moment, she even caught a hint of panic on the other party's face.

What could make a hunter panic?

She couldn't imagine it.

For people who are on the verge of life and death at such moments, even death is not so.

What's more, a glass of mediocre wine?

But Fei Yuhan knew that it was not his delusion.

Visible cracks can be seen on the feet of the cup, which is a symbol of uncontrolled force, and generally speaking, only newcomers who have just awakened the power of nature will have such a mistake.

From this, it can be inferred that what he saw was anything but unusual.

Fei Yuhan picked up the glass and sniffed it lightly, but found no residual smell - Roland had not drunk this glass of champagne, which meant that what surprised him had nothing to do with wine.

She slowly drank the wine from her glass, confirming this judgment.

It's just a normal drink.

Compared with the almost child's play between Roland and the three girls, such as "the king of the two worlds" and "my minister", she cares more about the reaction of the other party when she is caught off guard - only the behavior that is inadvertently revealed will not deceive people.

Something must have happened.

Putting down the cup, Fei Yuhan looked in the direction of the exit of the hall, and a strong curiosity rose in his heart.

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