"This bottle is important, don't lose it. Otherwise you'll have to spend money to buy another empty bottle. The spirit swayed and kindly reminded him.

"Why did you give me this bottle?" Karnal was a little puzzled, "You can't just fill it in a normal bottle." ”

The bottle he was holding looked very sturdy and delicate.

There's always a cold feeling to the touch.

"The spring water of the fountain of life cannot be filled in an ordinary bottle. will nullify the healing effect. The spirit explained, but the mango-shaped body looked funny: "Don't lose it!"

"Oh......" Karnal asked vaguely, though he didn't know what was going on, "I heard you sell alcohol here." ”

"Ah, of course!" the boss smugly floated back to the counter, "You have a memory drop, right?"

"Ah? Yes. Karnal hesitated slightly: "This thing is for trading?"

"Yes. Memory droplets are the prevailing currency. The boss was pleased that Karnal understood quickly, "Then, let me see the container where you collect the memory droplets!"

Hearing him say this, Karnal showed the bracelet on his wrist in confusion.

The boss looked at the bracelet and shook his head helplessly, saying that the memory droplets he had collected were completely insufficient.

"How do I know how many memory droplets I have?" Karnal asked, confused.

"Put your hands on it and close your eyes. The spirit swayed as it gestured.

So Karnal did so. Sure enough, a clear spring-like stream of water gradually emerged from the pitch-black field of vision, which made him feel refreshed. But when he saw the numbers, Canal's head ached.

Clearly, it says zero.

"Hey, that's not enough!" Karnal opened his eyes and muttered, "Not at all!"

"You, you just got killed, right?" a customer next to him yawned and asked, "Go to the place where you died last time, and you can get back the lost memories and memory droplets." The kind of ball of light that you can pick up after death, you just need to touch it. I remember it's called memory remnants. ”

"Ah, is there such a thing......" Canalal suddenly remembered that he had heard of it, but he was still annoyed, "but there is no way to get into a state of recovery." ”

"That's for sure. The customer was busy picking out a few bottles of potion-shaped: "What did you kill? If you don't pick it up once and then die, you won't have a chance to pick it up. ”

"I know ......," Karnal was already in a state of resentment, "I was killed by an intruder. ”

"Oh...... Dream Eater?" The customer seemed to be a little resentful when he heard this, "It's a swordman, right? He killed me once, too." ”

“...... No, I bumped into a man with a spear. Once again, Karnal fell into a new depression.

"Ah, the guy with the gun?" and the other customer next to him looked disgusted, "I know! That guy was so strong that I summoned another spirit and didn't hit him. ”

"So powerful?" The customer who spoke first before was very unwilling: "Maybe he won't use a sword to use a riding spear instead of a sword - no, it must be like this......"

Why do you have to think it's the same person? Karnal frowned: That's bad...... It seems that he is really an invasion veteran.

"How did you all get into this dream world?" Karnal asked, a little discouraged, "How do I think you don't feel strange at all......

"When I first arrived, it was a mess. The guy who had to think that the two intruders were the same person snorted and said in a dissatisfied, "It's not okay if you don't fit in...... So far, no one has been able to explain what this situation is. ”

"Boss, what the hell are you?" one of the customers asked the boss with some doubts: "The last time I asked you, you vaguely brought the topic over." ”

"I don't know...... It's just selling stuff here. The boss didn't really seem to know anything, or he was trying to fool the past with clever means: "If you go to other points where the Tower of Remembrance and the Dream Realm meet, you can also see people like me, whose job is to sell things and give gifts...... Of course, you can also open your own store. ”

"I don't even know what this place is. A customer in armor near the window snorted and glanced out the window: "Is this a different space? ”

Hearing him say this, Karnal also moved closer to the window in doubt. The customer stepped out of the way for Karnal to take a good look: "Look, I really want to know what will happen when I flip out the window now." ”

"It's ......" Karnal leaned in front of the window, in shock.

The scene outside the window is a desolate white ruin.

It seems that everything is still in place.

Huge ruins of buildings floated in the air, motionless as if they had no gravity, and there was a complete dead silence.

"Hey, that's ......," Karnal was speechless.

What is this?!

"Well, is it so unexpected?" Karnal was surprised, but the boss muttered, "Actually, if you really want to know what to expect when you get out of here, can you go out and try it?"

"That must have died. Another immediately protested, "And you can't come back, right?"

"No, no, no. The boss floated back to the counter and confidently promised: "You will come back when you die." ”

It's the same as not saying...... Canalton felt that he shouldn't waste his time, and that he had to hurry up and retrieve his memories and memory droplets: call it memory remnants, right?

"Where do I want to sleep?" Canall suddenly realized that there was another important thing he didn't ask, "I can't just find a place to sleep." ”

"Surely not. In the hall where the Fountain of Life is underground, there is a special door that leads to your room, though everyone can get to their room through there. There are quite a few rooms on that floor, but depending on your situation, they should all be locked in your eyes. One customer yawned, as if he had picked out what he was going to buy: "There are three floors underground...... At present, the doors on the second and third basement floors seem to be locked in everyone's eyes. ”

In other words, I haven't met the conditions to see them yet......?

The time and space in this tower ...... It seems that the level of confusion is not generally serious.