Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1155 Ninety-three. Nightmare

   "Hades is a qualified teacher."

  The Swamp Mother commented on Hades who left in anger.

   Maybe he was more gratified than angry.

   His topic returned from Hades to Lu Li: "What are you going to do next?"

   "After taking back the Land of Light."

"Um."

   "Go to Paradise Valley."

   "This is too fast..."

  No accident, they will reclaim the land of light before the end of April, which means that Luli will leave after finishing the settlement of the habitat.

   "The camp doesn't need me anymore." Lu Li replied.

   The next thing the Land of Hope needs to do is to restore and multiply.

  Restore science and multiply population.

   It’s a long way to go back to the glory days of science and the occult.

   And the population of the camp is too small, the land of hope is too large, even if the overall population is a hundred times larger, it will not restore the old hustle and bustle of old Belfast.

   "We need you whenever..."

  The Swamp Motherland has a soft voice.

  Lu Li said nothing. It won't be too long, and when the forbidden areas are all resolved, his symbolic meaning will be greater than the actual meaning.

   Not long after, the distorted shadow came to the terrace.

   "How is Elena?" asked the Swamp Mother.

   "She fell asleep."

  The Twisted Shadow sat in the empty seat, and the Swamp Mother rang the bell and asked the maid who appeared to prepare another breakfast. His long and narrow eyes looked at Lu Li: "Can you tell us what happened in the vortex now?"

   For example, how Lu Li entered the vortex at dawn and solved it before noon.

Is    a miracle like solving an old mother?

  Lu Li briefly described what happened: The Vortex Land chose himself as a sacrifice, indulged him all the way to the stepped altar, and then called for the existence in the depths of the starry sky to annihilate the remaining consciousness of the Vortex God.

   "This power...you shouldn't use it too much." The Swamp Mother knew about Prada's fall, and was afraid of the existence in the depths of the starry sky.

"I know."

   This is the second time that Lu Li has used it, the last time it was against the existence of the **** of the deep sea.

   And the gaze of the fictional being in the dream can easily obliterate a powerful evil god, like a child building the outline of an oil lamp with gravel, and then it really begins to shine.

   This kind of thing is terrifying and indescribable.

   But Lu Li had no choice, unless he could accept the fall of the Land of Light, and this place became their burial place.

   "Lu Li is ready to leave after regaining the Land of Light."

   Ending the conversation, the Swamp Mother told the twisted figure about the previous conversation.

   "Where are you going...?"

   "Paradise Valley."

   "Looking for your family? Lost talent realizes the preciousness, I support you..." The distorted shadow thought of his sister: "Resolve the land of light, I will walk with you."

   "I'll go alone."

   Lu Li rejected them. He didn't plan to bring anyone with him, the Land of Light needed more power to protect him than him.

   Mastering the dreamer means that Lu Li has the power to fight against the weird.

   briefly talked about the future of the Land of Light. After Lu Li had breakfast, he returned to the island in the heart of the lake to rest.

   Under the dual influence of the Doomsday Apocalypse and the dreamer, sleep has become dispensable for Lu Li. Even if he does not rest for a week, it is not difficult to affect his state, but Lu Li is used to the short-term peace brought by rest.

   and the necessary relaxation after the war.

  The light shines into the wooden house, the breeze blows the curtains, and the comfort in the sun makes people relax.

   The pure white stone on the table tops the note, surrounded by the crown of thorns of the Swamp Mother.

   Mastering the dreamer, the pure white stone is useless. After a slight pause, Lu Li picked it up in an empty wooden box and put it deep in the drawer.

   Leaned over to cover the window, closed the curtains, Lu Li lay on the bed, and slowly fell asleep in the restored quiet wooden house.

   Then he had a series of uncontrollable, terrifying nightmares after a long absence.

  Lu Li was bathing in front of the Sunshine Coast under the gentle breeze. The blue water in front of him was suddenly stained with ink as deep as ink, condensed into the outline of his eyes, and whispered: "I found you..."

  Lu Li was walking on a bustling street with people coming and going. A circus carriage approached. It was long and narrow and oval, like a carriage with an eyeball passing by, and the buzzing sounded: "I found you."

  Lu Li was sitting on the cliff overlooking the bustling city. The pedestrians who were like ants along the street suddenly gathered together, forming a giant eye on the ground and making a loud noise.

"Got you!"

  Lu Li woke up from a nightmare.

  The desk reflected the glow in the sun, and the closed window was blown open by the wind at some point.

   It was still noon, and he didn't sleep much.

  Lu Li left the bed, away from the nightmare waiting for him.

   Remembering the continuous nightmares is more like a warning than the shadows caused by the experience of the whirlpool - after having the person who fell into the dream, Lu Li has never had a dream that is out of control.

   Is the "door" looking for you? Or in the depths of the starry sky...

  Lu Li stopped resting and walked out of the wooden house.

   Twisted Cultists commute on the edge of the camp, bringing back the weirdness caught in Old Belfast, like going out hunting a colony of ants returning to their anthill with food on their backs.

The    residents formed another team. After the Twisted Shadow became the Ability God and the Vortex, they moved back to the ground from the shelter and returned to their respective homes.

  Looking at them from a distance, the nightmare shadow reappeared, almost thinking they were going to condense into eyes.

   Standing under the swaying Annie tree to recover his mind, Lu Li returned to the wooden house and summoned the businessman Anthony to bring today's notes on the camp's internal affairs.

  The crown of thorns squirmed like a caterpillar to Lu Li's palm, climbed along the arm and shoulder to the top of his head, and formed a ring.

Lu Li flipped through the Wiener Underground City, the newspapers of the local people's business, some of the information about the towns of gods and spirits, and the finances of the Land of Light: because the Wiener Underground City has not yet changed from a demander to a supplier, it is responsible for the dungeon. The financial bright spot is clearly making ends meet.

  Although Lu Li's contributions to the merchants are enough to last this generation, no one can be sure how long the contributions can be exchanged for shillings and weird currency.

  Excluding those small and unsustainable trade, the only stable foreign trade commodity in human society is sunshine box.

  Sunshine box is easy to make and has almost no cost, its only cost is the wooden box itself. Just limited production. However, as a "luxury", too many sun boxes will reduce the price.

  Maintaining the rare attribute can guarantee profits.

   After a brief thought, Lu Li asked Anthony, the businessman, to ask Dijuren Firm if he wanted to rent out a sunshine box.

   This allows the output of the sun box to remain unchanged and income.

   Merchant Anthony left and came back just as quickly, passing through without incident with the praise of the land dweller business: you are like having a land dweller's head.

  Lu Li continued to look, and suddenly saw a group of familiar figures from the notebook: the current situation of the knight team.

   They were rescued by the Twisted Cultists who fell into the water yesterday, but unfortunately they were polluted because they were too close to the Twisted Temple.

   Now they are in between:

   is no longer a man, nor a believer.

   (end of this chapter)