Please ask the dream

"Damn it! Where did this come from?"

Although she said she would enter the Dreamland later, seeing that there were still a few minutes until the next day, Feng Xue simply entered the Dreamland to take a look.

After all, he is now a creator, thinking that no matter how messy he is, he will not be in danger.

But as soon as he entered the dreamland, a strange feeling of being watched suddenly hit him.

That can't even be said to be being noticed, it's completely like a fruit dance dyeing oneself blue (shai) under the attention of the whole world. That is to say, his mental endurance is strong enough. In exchange for Xiao Lonely, It's time to...

Well, okay, even from a distance in his mind, Xiao Loneliness was already scared to death in his mind.

"Fuck, if you die, I will remember to clean up the body in my mind! I don't want mold to grow in my mind!"

Feng Xue saw ashes starting to fall on Xiao Gudu's body, and she quickly yelled in her heart. Xiao Gudu was so frightened that he suddenly came to life, then hurriedly bowed and apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry that I'll leave a body behind after I die!"

"Forget it..." Feng Xue tiredly gave up talking about cross talk with Xiao Lonely, and instead turned her attention back to what looked like a bad movie director stuffing all the discarded holsters from the special photo studio next door into a big fight. Like a dreamland, he blocked a trillion-degree fireball flying from nowhere.

"It's really a mythical revival, right?"

Smoothly squeezing the dinosaur that was the first to throw the ball at him, Feng Xue glanced at the monsters in the chaos. Some of them covered the sky, as if the giant gods had awakened, and some were as small as dust, but with extraordinary fighting power. Feng Xue glanced at them , relying on what he had seen and heard in the Illusion Organization over the years, he was able to distinguish the tree god Oz from Foloka, the Yaha Ha Haha from Lomia, and the Nine Heads from Banatemi... Damn it! Isn't that the big white bird with great face?

Although this thing looks more like a dragon or something else now, with the nine flying beasts flying around it, the composition is really similar!

"Good guy, this is considered a cross-border, right? Isn't it over there at Bear Ridge?"

Feng Xue grinned and wanted to find someone to ask about the situation, but when she glanced over, she saw no one was idle. Everyone seemed to have been given the Chaos debuff, and they started beating people when they saw them.

But it seems wrong to insist on being irrational. At least from Feng Xue's point of view, many of them were very passive in fighting, but this was just the feeling of deliberately not knowing the outcome, but every attack made Feng Xue, the creator, feel Heartbeat quickens.

In fact, at this moment, Feng Xue's first reaction was that if he took pictures of all these things, he would be able to suppress the pickle vat of the earth again. But after thinking about the peeper's sincere explanation, he felt that it was better to endure it, just in case. It would be really difficult to deal with the sudden awakening of Azathoth or Brahma in the dreamland after everyone dies.

But after thinking about it, Feng Xue felt that something was wrong, because according to Yuwei, there is still such work as salvaging the dreamland, but in the current situation, he, the creator, has to be blackmailed, and those ordinary guys are how……

Wait a moment……

It seems like my sense of presence is too high?

As soon as Feng Xue thought about it, he immediately restrained his momentum, not because he had forgotten, but because the "cognition" in him was too strong now, and it was foreseeable that as the peepers killed him, Ju Zhan's Once the matter is exposed, more and more knowledge about "Feng Xue has become the Creator" will flow into the dreamland.

Although this is a bonus, it will undoubtedly make it more difficult for him to hide himself. After all, compared with the fantasy that changes with his thinking, the labels attached to him by the outside world are too confusing. .

Threads of fantasy wrapped up Feng Xue. When he realized that the chaotic cognition was difficult to sort out, he simply changed the form of expression. Instead of sorting it out, he directly created a shell to separate his body and this chaotic cognition. Zhi wrapped it up together.

With a bright and cheerful smile, a bright and cheerful boy with strong strength as a shadow chaser appeared in the corner of the dreamland.

This time, no one paid attention to him anymore.

"Huh..." Adjusting his breathing slightly, Feng Xue let go of his perception, and the light wave spread outward like ripples. Ignoring those individuals who reacted too strongly, Feng Xue finally found several reactions in a cave.

With a thought, Feng Xue's figure decomposed directly, and then re-condensed at the position he perceived.

"Then what, what are you..."

Looking at the three dark-skinned men who instantly shrunk into chickens, Feng Xueshe was afraid that something was wrong again.

"Phew, it's a human being!" The man who almost dropped to the ground suddenly jumped up, obviously breathing a big sigh of relief. With his confirmation, the other two people also stood up while wiping their sweat as if they were in reality. :

"Brother, we occupy this place first. We won't bother you about scary things. You can go elsewhere."

Faced with such an attitude, Feng Xue didn't have much temper. The G·I force field on his body fluctuated rapidly, turning into tentacles and poking directly on the foreheads of the three of them.

"I am the Creator, and it would be weird if I still have to spend time on interpersonal communication."

Feng Xue murmured in her heart, and then said directly through the command structure:

"What's your purpose here?"

"We picked up the dark flowers from the Flower House and came here to try our luck and see if we could find the 'artifact'."

The person who was the first to confirm that Feng Xue was a human responded. Feng Xue did not pause and continued to ask questions like a barrage:

"Tell me in detail what an artifact is? Why do we need to find it? What can we do after we find it?"

"An artifact is an object in the Fantasy Dreamland that has a direction and can connect with a certain Fantasy Dreamland god. It is what the Garden of Eden is looking for. The specific reason is unknown, but it seems that in addition to objects, even people can be used as "artifacts". However, the easy ones have been caught. Now the human artifacts on the Dark Flower List are all tough guys. We dare not touch them. Let's see if we can pick up some stones with the breath of gods outside the battlefield of the gods."

The three of them gave their answers one after another, and Feng Xue raised his eyebrows slightly. , nodded and continued to ask:

"What is the purpose of Eden Court worshiping pagan gods every day? What about the residents of Eden Court?"

"I don't know. I only know that the Church of Eden used a ritual structure to fix Eden Court after the Cataclysm. Except for a few residents who originally lived in Eden Court or nearby, the rest of the residents were salvaged from the Dreamland. When we were salvaged, there were only three churches in the city in use, and now there are seven. I don't know the specific situation, but before those gods joined the church worship sequence, we saw them on the bounty of the flower building..."