After a while, it was getting late. The residents of Raccoon Town built a fire pit out of stone and dirt on a platform and lit a campfire. The roaring bonfires lit up the surroundings, and food and wine were distributed, and everyone became more and more merry, eating, drinking, singing and dancing, and the red silk square became a sea of joy.

But the panda frowned.

I didn't think it just now, but now that it's getting dark, watching these people singing and dancing, although he can feel the joy, he feels inexplicably weird in it.

It was obviously a group of people singing and dancing, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Is there something wrong with the rhythm of the songs they sing, or is there something wrong with the dance they dance?

He couldn't be sure.

After looking at it carefully for a long time, he still couldn't tell where his doubts came from, so he could only sigh deeply and turn away.

Out of sight is clean, and sleeping in the open these days is hard enough, so find a place to sleep peacefully.

There are many empty rooms in Raccoon Town, and rooms have already been prepared for the travelers. The panda found a room close to the ladies' room, took off his armor, and lay down in the futon wearing only civilian clothes, enjoying the quiet and peace that he had not seen for a long time.

Although the living conditions here are not good, they are much better than sleeping outside.

Just when the three-way raiding team was in the limelight to destroy the boss, the traversers who stayed in the town were not idle. Led by Alfiin and Harmony, they set up a massive enchantment for Raccoon Town. This barrier is made up of small barriers, like a chain, covering every room. On the one hand, it can resist the pollution that is everywhere in the world, and on the other hand, it can regulate the temperature of the room - of course, not comparable to the rooms in the castle, but at least it will keep the room from being too cold and too hot.

For example, there is a bonfire lit in the room now, but the fire is not very strong and does not provide a lot of heat. With the help of the barrier, the heat is collected and the room temperature is kept at a comfortable level.

The mat underneath him is woven from sturdy grass stems, which is slightly stiff but not unobtrusive. Underneath the mat is a thick straw mat that has also been woven, which is quite warm. The quilt is made of linen, and it is stuffed with carefully selected soft hay, which is fluffy and warm. Lying inside such a futon, the panda soon felt deeply sleepy.

He used a spell on himself to make sure that if Sean woke up and went berserk, he would wake up in time, get up and delay time, and then go to bed with peace of mind.

He slept soundly this night, and he hadn't slept so peacefully in a long time since he came into this world.

But falling asleep, he suddenly felt someone nearby watching him.

Subconsciously sitting up, he was about to search left and right, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

(Why am I wearing armor?) I took off my armor and slept.) ）

(Dreaming again?)

He looked left and right in confusion, and there was nothing unusual in the room.

He went to the window again and looked out through it.

There was nothing abnormal outside the window, through the old cloth of the pasted window, he could see the bonfire still burning on the side of the ceremony, and the sound of singing, dancing and laughter was still coming into his ears.

He was not surprised by this, and according to the information he had received from the villagers, the celebration would take place for three days. During these three days, the bonfire will not be extinguished, and the singing and dancing will not stop. The villagers take turns performing and resting, and in short, the celebration is non-stop day and night.

The panda didn't quite understand why it didn't rest at night and continued to celebrate. If you think about it, it's probably because the people here are too depressed and miserable in their daily lives, and it's rare to be relaxed and happy, so you should have fun.

When you think about it, it doesn't seem unreasonable.

He subconsciously wanted to open the system panel and see what time it was, but it didn't work.

(Oh, yes, I'm dreaming.) ）

He smiled, shook his head, pondered for a moment, and sat down directly.

Although he didn't know why he had such a dream, he was never a person who would obediently act according to other people's plans.

(No, according to my personality, I should rush out without saying a word now, and fight any enemy with it...... ）

He couldn't help but laugh again.

There seems to be a clear difference between the self in the dream and the self in reality.

So he sat down by the campfire, dragged over a stool, fell to the ground as a backrest, and sat by the fire, motionless, waiting for it to happen.

If it's just an ordinary dream, then there's nothing wrong with just dreaming peacefully and sleeping until dawn.

If there is someone behind this dream, then let him come, the warrior never refuses to challenge!

Leaning on a sturdy stool and leaning against the warm fire, the panda sat for a long time, and gradually felt drowsy.

(If you fall asleep in reality, you will dream, what will happen if you fall asleep in a dream?? continue to dream?)

(I remember reading a saying before that people dream in their dreams, and they don't feel ...... I've never experienced anything like this before.)

Gradually, his eyelids became heavy, and he fell asleep again in his dream.

When he awoke again, he saw heavy dark clouds, almost crushing from heaven to earth, and he stood alone in the middle of the wilderness, facing the dreading weather.

(Is this another dream?, or is it a dream within a dream?)

He thought, but raised his sword and roared at the sky.

Although he himself did not understand why, he did so naturally and without the slightest hesitation.

Then there was a roar in the sky, or thunder and lightning. Then the clouds fell, as if the sky had fallen, pressing against the ground.

He should have been crushed in an instant, but he roared, and his body grew larger, turning into a giant who stood tall in the sky, wielding a sword that turned into a giant battle axe, and slashing everywhere in the dark clouds.

Although he couldn't cut anything, although the infinite thunder and lightning fell on him, he didn't have the slightest fear, but became more and more violent.

(What does this mean? Could it be that you imagine yourself as Pangu?)

It was then that the panda suddenly realized something.

He roared and threw his axe in a certain direction.

In the next moment, he heard piercing screams, heard things being torn, heard blood running down the ground, heard the sound of death.

Then he woke up.

Outside, the fire was still burning, and through the window, you could faintly see the bonfire on the celebration stage.

The panda sat up and silently put on his armor.

He decided to go out and have a look, looking for the reason for his weird dream.