"So, are you saying that you not only traveled to another world, became a master of spells with a special method, but also became a well-known director of Hollywood on the other side of the ocean?

The old ghost looked at Charlotte speechlessly,

"You bastard, I thought you liked those blonde and blue-eyed Yanmars, but you even dreamed about it!"

"Dreaming!?"

"Isn't it?"

The old ghost said angrily,

"If it's not a dream, how can such a thing as traveling through time and space happen?"

"This ......"

If Charlotte wasn't a time-traveler herself, he must have felt that the old ghost's statement was very reasonable......

Charlotte and the old ghost have been talking like this for a while.

Although he felt that it was a dream now, in the face of the old ghost he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't help but tell the other party about his experience after crossing over.

However, the old ghost said with great certainty that he was dreaming—

"If you say it's not a dream, can you tell me more details?"

The old ghost is full of words.

"Can't!"

Charlotte shook her head,

"I vaguely remember that as the layers of the dream deepened, the dreamer's memory of reality would become more and more blurred, and in this case, I could not recall too many details for the time being. ”

"It's possible. ”

The old ghost nodded,

"But the problem is, waking up from a dream is the same symptom, right? It feels real, but I can't remember the details - then, in the same situation, how can you prove that what you just said is not a dream, but a dream?"

"This ......"

Charlotte was stunned.

"I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly or a butterfly's dream?"

The old ghost laughed,

"I didn't expect that one day I would see the story of Zhuang Sheng's dream butterfly happening in front of my eyes!"

"I didn't expect ...... either"

Charlotte smiled bitterly and rubbed her nose,

"I'm not sure if you say that. ”

Indeed, according to Charlotte's memory, everything in front of her now, including the old ghost, should be a dream.

- His fifth level of dreams.

But the problem is that because the memory of reality is gradually blurred as the dream deepens, "reality" is becoming as vague as the dream.

In the end, when asked by the old ghost again, Charlotte really couldn't tell for a while, which side was reality and which side was dream.

"Of course, for better or worse, of course you want that to be the reality over there!"

The old ghost sighed and said,

"After all, according to you, you live much better over there than here—— but in that case, why do you dream of this?"

The old ghost asked his own question,

"Because of following me to practice spells that you can't learn at all, you are actually a weirdo in this world, and you don't have many relatives and friends, what else do you have nostalgia for in this world?"

"This can be regarded as homesickness!"

Charlotte sighed,

"And I don't have to be nostalgic, I'm afraid. ”

"Fear!?"

"Yes, fear!"

Charlotte nodded,

"I'm terrified of what I'm getting in that world — is this all real? Is this really my own?"

He looked at the old ghost and said,

"Old ghost, when you taught me deception before, didn't you say that many big people will always believe something after success, all kinds of strange things, everything, we can start from these aspects when we lie to them - do you remember why you said this is the case?"

That's because those big people want to climb to their position, there will always be some lucky factors mixed in, and for people whose will is not as tough as steel, there is often a sense of gain and loss after success. ”

The old gun replied,

Superstition or belief will often invade their hearts at this moment - do you mean that they are too successful in that world, so they are afraid of the life before the time, right?"

"Yes. ”

Charlotte admitted,

"I do get scared sometimes, and when I wake up, I find that everything is a dream—as you tell me now—so it makes sense that all of this is a dream of my fear. ”

"I'll just assume it makes sense!"

The old ghost sighed and continued with Charlotte's words,

"But according to your logic, why don't you believe something in the world over there, like the big guys we've studied?"

"Because I can't help it!"

Charlotte said with a wry smile,

"I've been learning spells from you for so long, and I know very well that ghosts and monsters come from people's hearts, so how can I give my mind to any one of the ghosts and gods at will?—— even if it's easier!"

"yes! That would be a lot easier!"

The old ghost sighed,

"However, in the end, everything we do and all the results we get come from ourselves, and they are not caused by gods and demons, nor do they have anything to do with others. ”

"- It's a pity that there are not so many people in this world who are strong enough. ”

"What's even more ridiculous is that the people who believe in this theory the most are those of us who use spells!"

"According to the current statement, even the most idealistic person is the most materialistic person, which is very ridiculous, isn't it?"

The old ghost looked at Charlotte with a smile,

"So, you have to make a judgment on your own now—which side is reality and which side is dream?

"But it's not that complicated, is it?"

Charlotte shook her head,

"Big deal, I just need to kill myself, as it says in Inception!"

"Are you sure!?"

The old ghost asked rhetorically,

"If this is the reality, you're really dead!"

"And, even if this is a dream, how can you be sure that after you commit suicide, you will be able to get out of the dream and not fall into another dream again!?"

"What's more, in my opinion, the way to commit suicide is simply to face the problem of opportunistic evasion - you haven't made a final judgment on whether it is a dream or not after all!"

"So, is this turning into a mind game?"

Charlotte asked.

"That's fine!"

The old ghost nodded,

"Anyway, more than half of the spells I taught you are about how to deceive people and deceive ghosts - liars are better not to be deceived - so, you should treat this as a test of the teacher I gave you!"