When Lucien woke up again, he was in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe familiar sound of raindrops is gone.

Not waiting for him to fully come to his senses.

- With a "snap", several dim orange lights cast from the depths of the darkness, and Lucien squinted his eyes, adjusting to the sudden brightness.

Where the light shines is an old wooden domed building.

It seems to be a school library.

Lucien slowly stepped forward along the light, confirming his judgment.

Lillian, this little bitch, really won't believe me easily.

However, is the Soul Sucking Mirror really that strong?

Allowing a wizard apprentice to create such a realistic environment.

The data chip does not have much analytical power for the power of the mysterious side, and in the perception of the data chip, this is reality.

Lucien knew that staying outside all the time was not the way to go, and in his experience, in order to escape, he had to go deep into danger.

Pushing open the bronze door of the library, the door shaft made a "click, click" sound, and the air flow penetrated into the library through the crack of the door, shaking the wind chimes at the door, crisp and loud.

However, in such a state, it sounds a little scary.

Once inside, Lucien confirmed that this was the school library, which looked pretty much the same, and that his costume had been changed to an off-white wizard's robe.

"It's exactly like a real library. ”

"It just felt like something was wrong. ”

Haven't waited for Lucien to turn on the data chip.

"Bang!"

The bronze door closed, reverberating heavily.

Looking around, there was no one in sight of the huge library except himself.

"Lillian, why play so big?"

The only echo in response to Lucien was his echo, echoing through the empty library.

"The data chip, compared with the real library, how many places have deviated. ”

Lucien didn't walk around, but first looked carefully and gave instructions to the data chip.

"Establish Observations...... Start collecting data...... Start comparing with the database. ”

"Tick!"

"Compared to the real library, there is a lack of open flames. ”

"Open flame?"

The reminder of the data chip made Lucien wake up to something was wrong. If you look closely, you can see that there is no open flame lighting such as kerosene lamps, but simply luminous fungus lighting.

"No wonder the light is a little dim. ”

However, this discovery did not seem to be of much help to Lucien in his predicament.

Lucien pondered for a moment and began to think about the current situation.

Roughly speaking, there are two kinds of illusions, one is to deceive external sensory organs, such as eyes, noses, etc., and the other is to deceive the mind, which is also called dreams.

Lucien concluded that this was not a real space, because according to Lillian's ability, it was impossible to create such a realistic illusion in reality.

Well, this should be the dream.

If it's a dream, what kind of dream is it, one's own dream, someone else's dream, or a completely fictitious dream of the soul-sucking mirror.

Lucien can't judge for the time being, but no matter what kind of dream it is, its principle will not be separated from the "Occult". This is because dreams come from the human heart, and the study of the human heart is the specialty of the Occult.

The Occult believes that the human mind is the most unpredictable, the greatest mystery, and that there are countless phenomena that cannot be explained by logic and reason.

For example, a "chicken or egg" problem can form an unsolvable labyrinthine logical structure. Another example, how do you know that you love your wife because you have loved her, not because God made you love each other, or how do you know that your love is not a preset program or a temporary implanted program.

Whether a person's thoughts are your own or implanted by someone else, you may never know.

The horror of "other gods" lies in their own ignorance.

This is also the reason why Confucianism says that heaven and man are one, and Buddhism mentions the mind.

The human heart changes, but the truth does not change. If one can see one's true nature, one will no longer lose oneself.

If you want to get out of your dreams, you must stick to your true nature and find the door to the unreal and the real.

Where there is an entrance, there must be an exit, and if Lucien can get here, then there must be a way to get out of here.

But where is this door?

Lucien pondered, walking slowly on the first floor of the library, quite a leisurely stroll. This is because he knows that in the unknown claustrophobic space, not being afraid comes first, fear is just an emotion that will only defeat you from the depths of your heart.

Fear is not a sword, not a gun, not even witchcraft, you are afraid only that you feel afraid, afraid of loneliness, fear of death, fear of the unknown, fear of a ghost that suddenly appears behind you, or fear of thousands of dense eyes staring at you from behind.

So Lucien kept adjusting his emotions and moving around, hoping to find more data in order to escape from here.

The distribution of luminous fungi is uneven, as Lucien walks, the light flickers on and off, and on the neck behind him, I don't know when it starts, there has been a cold wind blowing slowly, cold and cold with a fragrance, as if there is a woman blowing on his back and neck.

"The data chip didn't sense anything out of the ordinary. In this case, I can only trust the data chip. ”

Lucien neither looked back nor ran away, but continued to walk slowly.

Dream space is a kind of non-European space, where a straight line is not a straight line, the head of the world wraps the end of the world, and running around without direction will only die faster.

Where the hell is the door?

Door, is it a mirror?

Lucien walked over to the large mirror on the first floor of the library and took a closer look at himself in the mirror. It has been said that in unusual situations, mirrors are the most common medium to anomalous.

In the mirror, he seems to be no different from himself, with the same hairstyle, the same clothes, the same shoes, and even a little freckle on his face.

In the mirror, he neither wiped his neck nor shed blood and tears.

Lucien's hand caressed the cold mirror, deliberately lowering his head, allowing the data chip to observe whether he would lower his head in the mirror.

Exactly the same action.

Isn't the mirror a "door"?

Thinking that Princess Aurora was scared to death standing in front of the mirror, Lucien's heart moved, and he ordered: "Data chip, analyze the situation when Princess Auror died, compare the situation I encountered this time, and find the similarities." ”

"Mission Establishment ...... Start Analyzing...... As a result of the analysis, the fragrance smelled during the coma was also smelled in the room where Princess Aloka died, but at that time, the room was always ventilated, and the concentration of the fragrance had already been diluted in the air, so there was no ecstasy effect. ”

"Scent. ”

In retrospect, Lucien did.

"The data chip, comparing the source of the scent with the information in the database, finding the source of the scent, I want to know whether it is natural or synthetic. If it is natural, what is the scent of the plant, and if it is synthetic, what exactly is it synthesized. ”

"Mission Establishment ...... Start Comparing ...... The contrast ratio is currently 0.1%, and it takes about 10 minutes to complete the search. ”

The data chip was hurrying to compare, and Lucien was still walking slowly, walking past the tall bookshelves, and suddenly.

Call!

A sigh drifted to his ears with the cold wind.

"Warning, warning, unclear position, there is an unknown position approaching. ”

A red alarm sounded in front of the light curtain.

"Damn. Lucien roared and ran without the slightest hesitation.