Alice's Dream Club

Whether it is the existence of "goblins" or the words they brought, Lynch is very curious, but first of all, he still wants to correct a real cognitive misunderstanding.

"The age of mythology never ends."

Indeed, it has never ended. Although Cronus's runaway problem caused a long period of sleep and population loss, the Greek gods are still lying in the dream world.

Not only that, after the problem of Cronus is resolved, the founder of the entire Greek mythology is slowly waking up from his slumber. It may take a long time to fully recover, but one day it will recover in the dream world The glory of the past has even taken a big step forward on top of the original ruins.

Lynch still believes in the "civilization"'s deadly drive, after all, this thing will always be the driving force behind development and evolution.

In exchange for this statement, Lu Sifan smiled knowingly. Lynch knew what he was thinking, so he should continue to correct him in order to avoid misunderstanding.

"I'm not talking about clubs. Ordinary people don't know what's hidden behind the world, so the residents of the other world must be stronger than ordinary people, and they all know everything?"

Hearing this statement, Lu Sifan fell into thought.

Ru Sifan was a smart man who lived up to Lynch's expectations, and soon he figured out the meaning of what Lynch said.

"Mr. is right. The earth has gone through so many epochs. The remnants of the previous generation may always survive. Maybe they are hidden in the world, and even the residents of the other world cannot find them. Maybe they live in a space that cannot be detected and sensed. Observing the development of civilization on Earth. It's just that we who live in the present have lived for a 'long time' and are getting more and more arrogant."

"It's good that you understand."

Although I felt that Lu Sifan's understanding was a little bit off, there was nothing wrong with the general direction, and Lynch didn't bother to continue to correct it.

Besides, he was not in the mood to correct it, because he was thinking about one thing he cared about the most: not the "fairy" or the words they brought, but the timing of their appearance.

They just appeared when the gate of the dream world was opened, so it's hard not to make people wonder if they are related to the dream world.

At the very least, it is very likely that they lived in the dream world during these disappearing ages.

Of course, we can't doubt it with such certainty. The opening of the dream gate is too random, and there is no precedent that it has not been opened at the same time before. Similarly, no one can be sure that all the dream gates are connected to the same "world".

The specific form of the "dream world" behind the gates of dreams is still unknown. What is the place behind each gate of dreams? A plane? a planet? A vesicular space? A dependent world? Or is it a suspended continent?

Even... a piece of the world?

There are too many possibilities like this. It is unreasonable to jump to conclusions about the habitat of goblins based on current thinking, and it is not Lynch's style. He needs more evidence to prove it.

Putting down this thought for now, Lynch asked, "Tell me about the goblin, I don't think the so-called goblin you're talking about is the kind I know."

Lynch's question made Lu Sifan look a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Lynch smiled naturally: "Of course, if it involves any friendship, then..."

"No, sir, you misunderstood," Lu Sifan interrupted Lynch, "I feel embarrassed because I don't know much about goblins, after all, compared to goblins, an extremely ancient race, , the blood race is just a teenager."

"Huh?" Frowning slightly, Lynch took the small bamboo basket handed over by the Second Emperor, "...Why is this creamy, I want spiced."

"A lot of trouble!"

Flipping off the back of Lynch's sofa, Er Shi staggered and replaced the creamy melon seeds in the basket with spiced spices.

After sending it back, she didn't climb on the back of the sofa, but squatted down next to Lynch and ate the boiled corn that she just picked up, probably because she wanted to listen to the next story and didn't want to finish eating too soon. She ate corn The way I choose is to pick the one by one, and I feel tired watching her eat it.

"I'm a little interested, let's start from the beginning."

Of course, Lynch was not stingy, he indicated that Rusfan could have a drink together, just as if he was chatting.

After taking a sip of the blood juice to moisten his mouth, Lu Sifan started to talk about the "fairy" he knew from the beginning.

"This race is very ancient. They seem to have appeared and lived on the earth before the rise of the age of mythology. They also maintain a high degree of 'repulsion'. They never take the initiative to contact other races, let alone It has been avoiding other races' active contact with them, as if isolating themselves, making it difficult for people to grasp their detailed information.

"Their whereabouts are also very secretive. Until the era of myth decline, they have completely disappeared, and we can only know that they left similar words before they disappeared completely.

"'The myth will come again', no one believed the words they left behind at that time. With the development and progress of human beings, after gradually raising their status to the top of the food chain and unshakable, the world just used this sentence Some people think and believe for a long time that goblins are a little hope for nothingness left before they go extinct.

"Even now, the newborn residents of the inner world don't know that there used to be such a race as fairies.

"Then when the door of dreams opened this time, the group that had been forgotten and even 'abandoned by the same kind' reappeared.

"They not only revived from the 'disappeared facts', but also brought back the news, the complete news-the creator is revived, and the age of myth is about to come again."

Speaking of this, Lu Sifan let out a long sigh of relief, and there was an indescribable subtlety on his face.

"I'm not afraid to make fun of you, sir. When they came to the 'meeting table', it was the second time I saw the goblin with my own eyes."

"Then should I laugh a few times to cooperate with you now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, II, who hung himself on the back of the sofa, slapped Lynch on the back, and Alice, who brought dried fruits and snacks, also stomped on him.

The meaning of the two is very clear: at this time, can you stop being so wicked!

Of course Lynch felt unhappy, after all, he hadn't laughed yet, it was just asking for consent!

On the contrary, Lu Sifan chuckled for a while after Lynch finished the half-bad joke, and then he restrained his smile.

"The appearance of goblins is very strange. In the other world, where there are so many extraordinary abilities everywhere, strict identity checks and registrations failed to find them entering the venue, and the secrecy of the venue is very strict. It is impossible. There is a possibility of sneaking in. So the news brought by the goblin not only brought shock to the inner world, but also brought a kind of spreading panic to the inner world."

"You are quite down-to-earth." With a chuckle, Lynch also restrained the smile on his lips, "How can you be sure that the venue is very 'tight'?"

Lu Sifan responded very simply: "Because one of the venues is set up in the headquarters of the blood race, that is, the castle you said was designed to look like a huge organ..."

Seeing signs of twitching at the corner of Lu Sifan's mouth, the Second King, who was already sitting cross-legged on the back of the sofa, was suddenly surprised.

"The castle was designed by you?"

Rusfan nodded.

"Oh, then I think it's ugly too."

Lu Sifan couldn't even put on a smile.

Now he is even wondering if this is a complaint from his own mother.

Putting the messed up II aside, Lynch thought for a while, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Is there any 'conference table' held recently?"

"Yes," Lynch's question revived Lu Sifan, "Werewolf and our side are separated, and their head office is relatively far away. According to the current situation, the goblin is in the meeting room. It will only appear, and will not find any one of the groups alone, so there is still a chance if you want to see the goblin with your own eyes."

Hearing this, she looked up at Alice, who understood and went to the bar to call Qi Kexiu.

While waiting for Alice to make a call, Lynch snapped his fingers, and all the melon seeds thrown on the ground by the Second King floated up and slowly gathered in his hands. Those melon rinds are following a strange trajectory and seem to be chaotically moving. If you carefully distinguish, it is not difficult to find that there is a faint order in this chaos.

The melon seed skin was decomposing and compressing, and Lynch's eyes gradually showed teasing.

"The residents of your inner world are also interesting. They are not afraid of this kind of thing, but they still feel panic because of the appearance of goblins."

Following the condensed image of those crushed melon seeds, Rusfan immediately understood what Lynch was joking about—it was a death song representative who was almost identical to the second generation in appearance and appearance.

Or the extension of the death song itself.

Putting the condensed aggregate statue on the table, Lynch continued: "What's even more strange is that if the news brought by the goblin is true, then the residents of the other world should be happy, and no matter how you think about it, there should be no panic After all, as far as I know, there are still many ethnic groups who want to reoccupy the highest point of civilization and become the new rulers of this world civilization."

After thinking for a while, he smiled lightly: "Oh, to be precise, it's 'recapturing their clean world'."

Lynch's statement made Lu Sifan understand that although the club is usually neutral, it still pays attention to every move in the world. He is now a little thankful that he has already unified the vampire group, otherwise vampires would have long been "observed and dealt with" in the eyes of the club.

"In fact, many ethnic groups now have lost that kind of thinking. More people hope to coexist instead of returning to the era when humans were kept in pens."

"Oh? What's the reason?" Lynch was trying to stab the melon-seed puppet with a needle, and was patted on the back frantically by the second generation.

Hearing this, Lu Sifan smiled lightly, and took out his cell phone.

"Only fools who are used to modern technology want to return to primitive society."