On the morning of January 13, in the Normandy region of France, room 301 of a coastal hotel.

There was a soft knock on the door, followed by Summermingway's voice: "Hogg, I'm leaving, I have to go with them today to investigate the sequencer." ”

Hogg woke up from his bed.

He opened his swollen eyelids, was silent for a moment, and rubbed his red nose: "Wait, I have something to tell you. He braced the swelling pain in his head and slowly got up from the bed, his exaggerated weight making the bed slab creak as if it would collapse at any moment.

"What's the matter?" Xia Mingwei asked outside the door.

"It seems to be in 1858...... It was still in 1852, and at that time, my Frost Giant sequence was only of the third order, but I entered the mythical body. Hogg said intermittently, his voice a little muffled.

Xia Mingwei was stunned for a moment: "Mythology? Isn't it only the fourth-order mythological carrier that can enter the mythological body? ”

"No, the third-order myth carrier can also enter the mythological body, but two conditions must be met, the first condition is that you must reach a ninety-nine percent consensus with the mythical will in the sequence; The second condition is that you have to be in an extreme emotional state at the time, and you have to push yourself to the extreme. Hogg said slowly.

Xia Mingwei pondered for a moment and asked, "Push yourself to the extreme...... Are you referring to a state that is close to rampage? ”

"Yes," Hogg said, turning his head to look out at the early morning shoreline, "you may have gone crazy by then, and there's a good chance that the will of myth will replace yours, and that's the price of entering the mythical body early." ”

"If this can really be done, is there any difference between a third-order mythological body and a fourth-order mythological body?" Outside the door, Xia Mingwei's voice was a little hoarse.

"Of course," Hogg yawned, "in a sense...... What you enter is only a 'semi-mythical body', because you only have the third order, and it is impossible for you to enter a complete mythical body like the fourth order, and the incompleteness of the 'semi-mythical body' is manifested in some abilities and some in appearance. ”

"Semi-Mythical Body......" Xia Mingwei slowly leaned against the door and took a deep breath, "Hogg, you mean, after I ascend to the third order after a while, I can try to enter the incomplete Mythical Form......"

"No," Hogg leaned down and looked for the beer he hadn't finished drinking under the bed, "If you can, I hope you kid don't do this, because it's very risky, and if you're not careful, you'll be completely out of control, and you won't be able to save it in your life." This is the price of demanding power from the gods in advance. ”

"Then why are you telling me?"

Hogg was silent for a moment, then picked up a can of beer: "I hope you survive, maybe my advice can help you in the face of a desperate situation." ”

"I see, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"No, let's go." Hogg clicked and unscrewed the cap.

Xia Mingwei leaned against the other side of the door and was silent for a long time: "Take care, Hogg." After leaving these words, his footsteps quickly faded away, and his voice could no longer be heard outside the door.

Hogg took a sip of his beer, let out a long moan, and then collapsed onto the bed, his heavy body nearly crushing the bed.

On the other side, Xia Mingwei, Dong Ling, and Jiang Zixiao discussed the relevant plan last night, they first found the mechanic "Disney" in the coastal town, and then took a car to the Normandy ranch to find the dream maker "Sonic", so the three of them gathered in the town early in the morning.

In fact, Xia Mingwei just put a doppelganger to accompany them to do things.

By the time he was there, his body had already traveled to the Normandy ranch in case the Dream Maker escaped after hearing the news.

In addition to this, he also had another idea, he wanted to try to see if the dream created by the dream maker could boost his fantasy power.

So at dusk on this day, Jiang Zixiao, Dong Ling and Xia Mingwei's doppelganger all walked around the coastal town, and before they could find the machinist, they had to go home, rest in a nearby hotel, and wait until tomorrow morning to drive to the Normandy ranch to see if the mechanic stayed with the dreammaker.

On the other hand, Xia Mingwei's main body had already reached the Normandy pasture, and before the sun set below the horizon, he found the wooden house.

"Looks like this is it."

Xia Mingwei stopped in the distance, a ray of red gold flame rose in his pupils, and he suddenly saw the scene inside the wooden house, there were three people inside, according to their mouth shapes, and what happened in the house, Xia Mingwei quickly confirmed their identities, the target's dream maker and mechanic were here, and the other could be the dream maker's guest. There was no Sequence Empals, and it is likely that they learned the technique of concealing the Sequence Emblem after ascending to the second rank.

He put away his fiery eyes, called out Totoro, and crossed the afterglow-stained grass to the front of the hut, knocked lightly on the door, and the people inside quickly opened it for him.

"Generally speaking, people who come to me to dream will have their own reasons, what is your reason, sir?" Cornell asked, holding a page and a pen.

Xia Mingwei supported his chin with his left hand, and stroked the cat on his shoulder with the other hand: "I am an artist. I'm here to see if your dreams can provide me with some creative inspiration. His tone was nonchalant, not like he was lying.

Leno hugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall beside him, quietly looking at the young man, who looked like an Asian with a cold temperament.

What is more concerned is his cat, Leno is the first time he has seen someone bring a cat to play "dreaming", it is incredible, do you want your cat to have a big dream with it?

"I see, it's the first time I've met such a customer." Cornell smiled, "And what kind of dreams do you want?" Mr. Artist. ”

"Have you seen Inception?" Shamingway asked.

"Of course."

"I need a dream with a chain structure, preferably dozens of dreams overlapping each other."

"You know what that means?" Cornell's tone was a little more serious, "Sir, then you will probably be trapped in a dream and unable to get out, this is no joke. ”

Next to him, Leno had one hand in his pocket and the other rummaging through the sack, checking the stacks of francs it contained to see if they were genuine.

After a while, he leaned into Cornell's ear: "The money is real." ”

Cornell raised an eyebrow, he didn't expect that someone near the Normandy ranch could give so much money and make such a ridiculous request.

My Neighbor Totoro yawned and lay down on Charmingway's right shoulder, his blue eyes quietly staring at Cornell.

Xia Mingwei looked away from Totoro's body and raised his eyes to look directly at Cornell, "Can you do it?" If you can't, forget it. ”

"Alright," Connell tugged at his glasses, the tip of his pen swiping quickly across the paper, "but to be on the safe side, I'll let you enter an eightfold dream first, and if you think you can handle it, I'll let you try a more complex dream." Also, since you don't have any requirements for the content of the dream, I will use the previous materials, which will also facilitate my design of the structure of the dream. ”

"That's it." Xia Mingwei put his arms on the table, looking waiting.

As soon as Cornell stopped holding the pen he was holding, colorful dream bubbles began to emerge from his fingertips, which overlapped each other.

Xia Mingwei slowly turned his head and looked at the old man sitting in the wooden chair in the corner, who seemed to be Cornell's last client, immersed in the dream created by Cornell, with a soothing expression and eyes closed behind sunglasses.

"It's already done."

"So fast?" Xia Mingwei was a little surprised.

Cornell held a colorful bubble of air that was rapidly changing inside: "Generally speaking, I only need to spend a little more time designing a dream that meets the client's needs when the client asks for 'content'. And since you said that you only need a multiple dream, and you don't care what the content of the dream is, then I can directly use the dream structure that I designed before, and I don't need to spend extra time at all. ”

"I see," Mr. Summerway said, "I'm ready." ”

"May I mention it more," said Cornell, "sir, what are you going to do with your cat?" Do you need us to take care of this kitten for a while while you fall asleep? ”

"It's my bodyguard, just let it sit on my shoulder." Charmingway shrugged.

Leno laughed, and said in his heart What kind of little kid is this, and a smile appeared on Cornell's face, he didn't expect Xia Mingwei to say this so seriously.

"Okay, then just hold this bubble and you can enter the dream I made." Cornell said, pushing the dream bubble in his palm towards Shamingway.

Xia Mingwei stretched out his hand to hold it, his consciousness seemed to be sucked into it, and quickly sank into a dream, he slowly lowered his head and leaned back in his chair.

"You say, will he be trapped in your dreams and unable to get out?" Leno smiled.

"Anyway, let's make a bed for him first." Cornell sighed softly and began to make his bed. Each of his dreams has a different way to break the game, but what Xia Mingwei asks to enter is a serial dream, and after solving one dream, there is still a dream waiting for him.

After making the bed, Cornell approached Summerway: "Let me see how he is doing." As he spoke, he closed his eyes.

Cornell's consciousness entered the dream world, and he stood in the corner of the sky, observing Shamingway from afar. This is the Kilauea crater on the island of Hawaii, the volcano is about to erupt, the smoke screen rises into the sky like a demon with spread wings, staining the world a leaden gray, and the rock face continues to crack, gradually glowing with a red gold color, as if a great snake that has been sleeping in the ground for thousands of years has awakened and is wriggling under the volcano.

A loud rumbling sound came from inside the volcano, and the magma rolled and flowed like the Yangtze River, turning into a red-golden pillar of flame that shot straight into the sky, roaring and propping up the dark world.

When Cornell first engaged in the "dream business", he liked to watch the reactions of customers, which is like the sense of anticipation brought by watching a tricky show, and when he sees others frightened in his carefully crafted dreams, Cornell always has a unique sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Of course, lately he didn't care much about the reaction of his customers, because everyone was the same, and some even got down on their knees and shouted, "Oh my God, oh my God!" ”

It's been a long time since Cornell had been interested in observing clients, but Shamingway was an exception, and he wanted to open Shamingway's eyes, so he deliberately chose the dreams with the most amazing sensory effects.

The dream of a volcanic eruption in front of him was designed by Cornell for a traveler, who said that he had never seen a volcanic eruption in his life, so he wanted Cornell to design a dream like this for him, so that he could feel the shock of the volcanic eruption in person.

But Cornell looked from afar, and saw Xia Mingwei's face expressionless, he quietly looked at the volcano in the distance, and the glow of the pillar of flames reflected his eyes shining.

"No response?" Cornell raised his eyebrows, thinking that he had really underestimated the psychological quality of this guest, but the next moment, something unexpected happened to Cornell.

Xia Mingwei stretched out his right hand and propped it on top of his forehead, and a dark shadow flowed out of his body, forming thousands of tiny runes around his forehead, like a headband.

Instantly, the entire dream shattered, and Cornell and Shamingway fell together into the second layer of dreams, which was a demonized amusement park.

Cornell looked around and muttered, "What do you mean...... That dream isn't over yet. He was still shocked and looked at Xia Mingwei again.

Xia Mingwei looked around, put his right hand against his forehead again, and released those "mantras" with an expressionless face, accompanied by the formation of a black "headband", and the entire dream was shattered again.

This was repeated six times, and the remaining six dreams almost all disintegrated in an instant.

With a crackling sound, the last dream shattered, and Xia Mingwei returned to reality, and Cornell took a step slower.

When Cornell returned to reality, he jerked his right hand back from Shamingway's shoulder, took two steps back in shock, and didn't stop until his back was against the wall.

He gasped deeply, his eyes fixed on the side of Xia Mingwei's face as if he were looking at a monster.

"Cornell, what's wrong?" Leno, who was smoking on the side, frowned, the mechanic's crest on his wrist flashed, and a steam gun appeared in his hand.

My Neighbor Totoro slowly stood up from Xia Mingwei's shoulder, bared his teeth, his hair and pupils stood up together, and the blue beast pupils were as blue as the sea with murderous intent.

"Wait, Leno!" Cornell growled.

He swallowed a mouthful of water, his thoughts like a pendulum swaying, the electric fan above his head humming, but his ears were as dead as the light of the deep sea. Thinking back to the situation just now, a coolness began to spread from his spine, spreading to every inch of skin, and his pores were also closed.

"Who are you?" After a while, he asked hoarsely.

Xia Mingwei shook his head, relieved the pain caused by the use of the Tightening Spell, then raised his head, exhaled softly, and looked at Cornell:

"Unfortunately, it seems that your dream can't help me improve the sequence."

"Sequence?"

Xia Mingwei used the cup on the table, poured himself a glass of water, and said slowly: "I'm from the Olibel Academy, this academy is dedicated to cultivating sequences, and your wanton use of the professional sequence has entered our sight. Now,I'll give you two options.,The first option,Come to our school to study.,Contribute to the sequencer; The second option is to sign a contract and promise not to use the Sequence Power in the future. ”

Cornell and Leno were stunned for a moment, and the two looked at each other with unconcealed shock on their faces.

At this moment, Xia Mingwei's face suddenly changed, he turned his head suddenly, his pupils rose with a red golden flame, and he looked at the old man in sunglasses who was sitting in the corner of the wooden house.

The old man, Cornell's last guest, asked for a dream to enter Alaska in 1923, where he was enjoying a dream designed by Cornell.

A high temperature faintly diffused from the surface of his body, and the surrounding environment continued to heat up, and the old man's body gradually rose fiery red, and his skin cracked layer by layer, like a furnace.

In the last second when the old man's body was about to melt, Xia Mingwei could see the coat of arms emerging from his neck.

The coat of arms is engraved with the appearance of a red dragon.

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