Room 12....Lumian's gaze froze as he looked at Safari.

He thought of many possibilities, but he didn't guess that "Room 12" meant.

And in room 12 is the "Night Lady" Pualis. Morality. Rockfort and her husband, housekeeper, maid, children!

Almost at the same time, Lumian thought of the painting he had seen at the Trier Center for the Arts, of a woman modeled after Safarli, naked and with face after face on her skin.

Are those faces a symbol of the occupants of the room, or the appearance of a "hostel" room? Lumian's pupils dilated as he stared at Safar in front of him, ready to activate the black mark on his body at any time and use the "Hum Ha Technique" to block the guests of Room 12 from coming out.

He still has a lot of psychological shadows for Madame Poalis.

Savari pulled on her long blue dress, and her plump face twisted twice with obvious pain:

"I can't affect how long the residents in it feel the outside world......"

In other words, Madame Pualis has not noticed me for the time being....... Lumian quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to be careless, what if Safari's interference soon failed?

At this point, Safari pulled down the neckline of her dress, revealing part of her skin.

Lumian could clearly see that there were many faces in the form of oil paintings, half hidden and half exposed, and they were extremely terrifying.

This confirms Lumian's suspicions, but also gives him new doubts:

Why use a polluted mannequin for a "hostel" room, let Mrs. Pualis, Vazin. Sang Song and other powerful evil god givers live in it, can't they just move to this replica fake Golden Rooster Hotel?

Is this to interfere with the search for occult means such as divination and prophecy?

How do I feel a bit of a ritual, like a specific arrangement and request....... As a "dervishesh monk", Lumian has enough knowledge of ritual magic, and feels that there is something strange about this matter.

Seeing that Safari hadn't turned to leave, he hurriedly asked, "How many rooms are there in the hostel?"

"From room 2 to room 13." Safari replied in an illusory voice.

"Don't have room 1?" Lumien asked.

Gabriel said in place of his lover: "It is said that there is, but we have never seen it, and room 1 has never been in the 'hostel'."

Mysterious Room 1.... There are currently 12 confirmed rooms, but there may not be only one Evil God Giver living in each room...... Lumian knew that time was running out, so he immediately changed the question: "How do you get out of here?"

"Get permission from the elves, or through the black hole on Market Avenue, but that's dangerous, and it might put you where you shouldn't." Safari's eyes were sometimes hollow, sometimes painful.

The black hole ....... Market Avenue Lumian asked hurriedly, "How many goblins are there, where are they?"

"Three." It was Gabriel who answered, "They don't live in this world, they only come in occasionally, and they usually let the servants keep order here, just the flying and glowing figures outside." ”

According to the information provided by the "purifier", the gift sequence of the three goblins ....... "goblins" should not have obtained divinity, and the preliminary speculation is equal to sequence 5, but they are in a special state, as long as they do not take the initiative to enter reality, some sages may not be able to attack them...... It's not like I'm not without the ability to fight goblins when I encounter them...... If you can catch a goblin, you should be able to get out of here....... Lumien's thoughts raced, and he asked further:

"Is there a pattern for the elves to come and go?"

"No......" Safari shook her head slowly.

Lumian abandoned this direction and asked another question: "Do you know where Janna is hiding?"

"I don't know." Gabriel said quickly, "But the elf servants didn't find her either, they weren't sure that anyone had really entered here, it should be the goblins who cautiously gave the order to investigate based on the changes in the outside world." ”

Before Lumian could ask a new question, Safari's face contorted again.

She turned around and left the door of room 207 and headed upstairs.

It can be seen that she is almost unable to affect the perception of the outside world by the "inside" residents.

Gabriel, too, was getting worse and worse, and he walked slowly down the aisle outside.

"Is there a boundary here?" Lumien finally asked.

Gabriel nodded, his eyes becoming more and more hollow, and said, "Only Market Avenue and the area around it are real."

"Surrounded by a dark and deep void, there is an invisible barrier."

Barrier...... Lumian repeated the words in his mind, and watched without changing expression as Gabriel closed the door for him, listening to his footsteps as he headed back to the third floor.

The word "barrier" reminded Lumien of something that the Magician Lady had said: that there was a barrier outside the world they lived in, blocking the invasion of the gods from outside the territory.

Although Gabriel's "barrier" is more of a description, not necessarily the same as the "barrier" in the words of the "magician" lady, since it is now those evil god believers who are planning big things, then Lumian cannot ignore the possibility that this barrier and the other barrier have a certain connection.

Lumien looked back from the doorway, knowing that he probably didn't have much time left for himself:

The level of contamination of Safari and Gabriel will increase over time, making them more and more unable to control themselves, and when they are completely alienated, they will definitely no longer help Lumian and Jane hide it, and will inevitably report it to the elves.

"The two most important questions right now are how to get in touch with the outside world, or how to get out of here, and how to find Jana." Lumien concentrates and tries his best to bring out the thinking skills of a "conspirator".

For the first question, especially how to get in touch with the outside world, he quickly had eight or nine plans:

The first is to stimulate the "Blood Emperor" aura in the right hand with all its might, to see if it can break through the obstacles of this abnormal world, shake the "real Trier, and let all the demigods of this metropolis set their eyes on this place;

The second is to arrange a ritual to pray for gifts, to see if the natural stimulation of the seal can bypass the interference of the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" and pass the message here to Mr. "Fool";

the third is to see if the spiritual connection between Mr. K's fingers and himself still exists;

the fourth is to try to summon the messenger of the "magician" lady;

fifth, try to summon the messenger of Lady Hela;

Sixth, recite the mantra that entered the meeting place of the "Curly Baboon Study", that is, the palace of the "Night Country", to see if it can be effective in this case, without applying in advance;

The seventh is to find the fake Franca of this world, see if she has the ancient silver mirror from the ground, and use the special of the ancient mirror to leave;

The eighth is to create some movements, attract one or two goblins, and catch them;

Nine is.....

Before trying so many options, Lumian needs to find Jana, as each one has the potential to attract the elves' attention and attention.

How do I find Jana? Lumian tries to substitute for Jane, assuming that she is such an inexperienced "witch", and suddenly strays into the strange world where the suspected "hostel" is located:

"Jana should have seen Gabriel too, and won't venture into the fake Golden Rooster Hotel anytime soon......

"She can be 'invisible', can hide in the shadows, and usually has the patience to observe, it is not difficult to find the strangeness of pedestrians and vendors......

"In this case, what would I do if I were her?

"Well, look for the boundaries of this place....... see if the churches and other buildings blessed by the gods have been reproduced, and if so, what is it like inside, and who is the believer...... Investigate the differences between this place and the real market area to see if you can find clues to leave... And this needs to start by determining whether there is a fake self....

"The elf servants were just doing an investigation..."

Lumian's thoughts became clearer, and he returned to his desk, slightly unraveling the curtains, and looking out.

It wasn't until the elven servants, the vague figures with faint glow and dull expressions that finished the investigation of the area and disappeared into the air, that Lumian took out the silver-white "lie" ear clip and put it on his left ear.

He quickly transformed into Mrs. Firth and went down to the first floor in the posture of inspecting every room.

Immediately afterwards, he turned into a peddler farther away, passed in front of Mrs. Firth, and left the Golden Rooster Hotel.

This is his home turf, and although it is a replica or a reflection, it does not prevent him from mastering the environmental details of the area and the characters that appear frequently.

Lumian didn't rush to White Coat Street, but first went around Nightingale Street and entered his safe house.

As soon as he opened the door, his brow furrowed slightly.

The only trap he had laid here was the one at the door, and it was the simplest.

Lumien's gaze then swept across the room, not seeing the ritual furs and used cowhide dog skins that lay out here in the real world.

"It's not strictly corresponding......." he muttered to himself.

He felt more and more that this place was mainly superficially similar to the real market area, especially this kind of trap protection

In the room, all the details don't match.

"It's like just doing an exterior observation and restoring the key room...... It's like, it's like ......." Lumian's pupils dilated suddenly, and he had an inspiration.

It's like drawing!

……

3 Fake White Coat Street, 601 Apartment.

After a brief prayer to Mr. "Fool" with the lucky coin, a thin gray mist appeared in front of her eyes, but then disappeared.

"Really, it works......" Jaina stammered.

That lucky coin is really lucky!

Jaena didn't get any inspiration, so she had to be patient and continue to play the fake self, repeating the act of tidying up the room and wiping the coffee table over and over again.

Time in this world didn't seem to have passed, and the sun high in the sky had always been in that position, not moving half an inch.

Suddenly, Jana heard the sound of the door opening and subconsciously looked over, but the fake Franka didn't react and continued to do the same thing.

Jana's gaze collided with that of Lumian, whose hair was blonde and black, and she instinctively withdrew her gaze, reflexively entering a state of disguise, trying to make her face a little hollow.

She wasn't sure if the Charles had come or not.

The next second, she heard a familiar voice with obvious mockery: "You are really here, you can only think of this."