Please ask the dream

"It feels like the Garden of Eden intends to use the power of the kings to stabilize reality...but how is this process implemented?"

Feng Xue was very curious about how the rituals of the Garden of Eden worked at this time, but considering that it was related to the survival of millions...maybe even tens of millions of people, he suppressed the idea of ​​violently dismantling it and continued to ask road:

"Do you have any clues about the battle between the kings?"

"I don't know, the gods have been fighting since the great cataclysm. There are several main gods here, so the intensity is not high, but the harvest is also less. On the contrary, the intensity in some places where the slave gods are gathered is very high. Only those who have begun to build a utopia Only high-level shadow chasers dare to approach."

"Shadow Chaser? What about the Dreamer?" As soon as Feng Xue said this, the three of them looked at each other, and then answered in an uncertain tone:

"The visionary of the Church of Eden is in the central church and presides over the seven o'clock service every morning. In addition, a certain saint once showed up at the flower building. The task of salvaging the artifact is probably issued by the Church of Eden. As for other visionaries, we have not seen them, and we heard that they were only on those who offered rewards in Hualou.”

"Okay." Feng Xue shook his head. After all, he was still a bit empiricist. After all, the total number of dreamers on this planet is only three or four thousand. If they are distributed all over the world, ordinary people may not see even one in their lifetime. It was because he had been playing high-end games since time travel that he felt that dreamers were very common.

But soon, he noticed a detail and frowned:

"How long have you been fished out?"

"Five days, right?" a man responded. The man next to him thought for a while before giving an uncertain answer: "I should say seven days?"

The architect who judged that Feng Xue was human thought for a long time as if he was constipated, then frowned and said:

"These days it's just like an assembly line. I really don't have much memory. I can't recall it, but it's been at least half a month."

"Good guy! Time is completely messed up!"

Feng Xue sighed secretly in his heart. It was obviously less than twelve hours from the time he beat Ju Zhan to death to the time he entered the Garden of Eden (the protagonist arrived in Suqin in the afternoon, and it took only a few minutes to beat Ju Zhan), but in the end, these people ended up It has been more than half a month since the so-called "catastrophe".

This is from the time he was picked up, and there may be even longer in the Garden of Eden.

However, with Cellinina's experience, Feng Xue has no doubt that this time flow rate will completely collapse. The only question is whether his golden finger will be affected by the changes caused by this objective time disturbance. If tonight It won't be refreshed after twelve o'clock, so he may have no choice but to try to break the situation violently.

Thinking about these questions in his mind, Feng Xue asked a lot more questions, such as how to determine the intensity of the battlefield in the dreamland, which gods he had worshiped, etc. However, these three people all seemed to be more illiterate than him. , I didn’t know the name of the god I worshiped. When I entered the fantasy dreamland, I only said that I was entering a low-intensity battlefield. When asked how to get to the high-intensity battlefield, they all said, "I don’t dare to go, so I don’t know." This made Feng Xue lament that he was a fake illiterate. I met someone who was truly illiterate.

Grass, it is the only country in the world that maintains the concept of "gods"! I don’t even know what god I worshiped!

"That..." Little Lonely, who was resurrected at some point, weakly raised his hand in Feng Xue's mind and said with some uncertainty:

"Maybe it's because you believe in God that you don't know other gods besides the God of Eden?"

"Oh, that seems to be the case."

Feng Xue was reminded by Xiao Lonely, and she actually reacted. It was like the motherland in his previous life was just because people didn't believe in it, so it allowed people of different religions to hold meetings together, and even placed the family fairy tablet next to the altar table for Bodhisattvas and Buddhas. As for those who truly believe, I’m afraid they’ve already lost their minds.

Hey, wait a minute...

Feng Xue suddenly noticed a sense of violation, and immediately frowned and said:

"Where's Su Yeli? Isn't she usually responsible for vomiting in this kind of slot?"

"Ah, wait a minute, let me take a look for you..."

Xiao Duoling was confused by Feng Xue's words, and Feng Xue was also confused by her answer. The two of them rummaged for a long time, even looking for Utopia. In the end, not only did they not find Su Yeli, but they also didn't find Huang Shengsheng. Feng Xue suspected that if Hui Liuli had not attached herself to the Utopia, she would have disappeared.

"Zhao! My wife and Taoist companion are gone!"

Feng Xue didn't care to interrogate these three passers-by anymore, and jumped up from the bed with excitement. She didn't care about the confused Youwei, reached out and grabbed Yan Mo Hu Awakening out——

"Buzz buzz!"

As Feng Xue waved hard, Yan Mohu's strings rubbed against the air, making a buzzing sound. And with Feng Xue's very purposeful movement, a figure suddenly fell out of the piano.

"oops!"

A slight cry of pain rang out. Su Yeli rubbed her dizzy head and stood up, frowning and saying:

"What's going on?"

"You ask me? Where did you go before?"

Feng Xue was relieved when she saw Su Yeli coming out, but she was still a little worried about Huang Shengsheng who had no support. She thought that if she couldn't get a good collection later, she might as well tie her to the music box.

Su Yeli, who seemed to be really stunned, shook her head vigorously as if she had just come to her senses. During the long dance, which was like a shampoo advertisement, she slapped her face and said:

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"I just fell into the fantasy dreamland. There were a lot of nightmares fighting around me. It was very intense, but their strength was just average. I suppressed them all by myself..."

"Have you seen Huang Shengsheng?" Feng Xue asked before Su Yeli finished speaking. Su Yeli frowned and said:

"I haven't seen her. But I guess she was thrown into a place where nightmares gather. The fantasy dreamland is quite weird now, and it has automatic classification!"

As Su Yeli was talking, Hui Liuli's voice suddenly sounded in Feng Xue's mind. He was worried that it was Something went wrong, so I quickly connected the call, and then I heard Hui Liuli say:

"Master, it's bad, I just checked, Kamen Rider Masquerade and Masquerade Kamen are missing, and besides the two of them, several Blue Dream girls have also disappeared!"

"What?" Feng Xue was slightly stunned, but he was not too worried. Kamen Rider Masquerade and Masquerade Kamen both have character cards that can directly summon them as possession, and if they really can't be found, they can be directly pulled back. As for the Blue Dream girls, there are no mass-produced ones... Wait, how many?

"Do the missing Blue Dream girls have any common characteristics?"

Feng Xue immediately grasped the key point, and Hui Liuli thought about it before saying:

"Most of them are the champions of the previous decisive elimination tournament, and there are also a few kings who lost themselves in the casino of the Soul of the Dead during the competition..."

"Good guy, I remember that those champions were also kings... So I think..."

Feng Xue suddenly remembered someone and immediately said:

"Go check that who...what's her name...by the way, Ista, do you think she's still there?"